"what's the situation?"
Xie Lun was a little confused.
If Gu Yi wanted to set up a trap to harm himself, he wouldn't have to lure him to Kama Taj, right
What's more, isn't it the veteran himself who wants to come to Karma Taj himself
At this time, Gu Yi's clear voice sounded in his ears, but her voice contained a faint hint of deepness: "I'm sorry, Master, the matter is urgent and I am helpless."
The old Taoist said angrily: "Fart, you can tell me in advance."
"If the master knew my current situation, would you still let Xie Lun bring you here?"
"Well... Then at least Sherron should get out of this hellish place."
"It's too late. As long as he enters the hall and fights off the darkness, his body cannot leave safely."
"???"
Xie Lun looked down hesitantly, only to find that he had changed into a black tights at some point, and was holding a gleaming samurai sword in his hand.
"Could it be..."
He subconsciously grabbed his crotch.
Well, you can be sure that this is not his own body.
Because that gun is too small.
"Hey Sasaki, what are you doing?"
A cold scolding sound sounded from the side.
Xie Lun followed the sound and found a circle of men in black standing not far away. They were all dressed like neon ninjas. Their whole bodies were wrapped in black clothes, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
Needless to say, the body he occupies should also be dressed like this.
"I'm sorry, Sherron, for involving you in such a dangerous situation, but for the sake of the earth, I have to do this, otherwise the master will never help me."
Ancient One's voice still echoed in Xie Lun's ears: "Fortunately, the master sent your soul out of the hall, so that even if we fail, you will not fall with us."
"While you are occupying the dove's nest, you can lead a confused soul and prevent him from sinking into darkness and unable to turn back. In the future I foresee, he will be one of your important helpers in resisting evil, and he is now He is at a crossroads in his life, so please help him."
"After talking for a long time, you actually named the person." Xie Lun muttered in his heart, "If you don't say the name, how do I know who the person you want me to help is?"
At this time, one of the men in black stood up and said coldly again: "Sasaki, cheer up. Although this trial is testing Bruce, if you fail, you will also be eliminated." .”
"Bruce?"
Xie Lun's heart moved when he saw a thin, tall, but strong young white man, holding two knives, walking across from him.
The man who spoke spoke again: "Bruce, you have been training here for three years. During these three years, you have indeed worked very hard, but... talent is always more important than hard work, and now is the time to test your talent and hard work. .”
"The person standing in front of you now is the lowest member of our Shadow Dancer Alliance. If you can defeat him, then you will be qualified to join the alliance. But if you lose, hum, I'm sorry, Bruce, you just You can leave here and become a wanderer again, or you can go back to being a drunken rich second generation."
"How it ends, the choice is in your own hands."
After the man finished speaking, he took a step back. Somehow, his figure disappeared and seemed to blend into the other men in black.
But Sherren had already guessed the identity of the young man opposite.
His name is Bruce, he's not a wanderer, he's not a rich second generation, the only one with such characteristics is the bat who hasn't returned to Gotham yet.
There is plenty of money to spend and a wonderful life, but if you have to come to this unlucky place where a bird can't poop and a chicken can't lay eggs, and the wolf comes and everyone sheds tears for training, the master's brain is really seriously ill.
A smile twitched at the corner of Sherron's lips.
The Ancient One allowed himself to become Batman's life mentor
It seems that Gu Yi already knows that he has successfully brought a little spider to the right highway in life, so he allows himself to be the master's beacon of life, right
I have to say that Gu Yi was quite accurate in some respects.
Sherron can guarantee that he will be able to bring Bruce back to the right path of life for the rich second generation.
What is the correct outlook on life for the rich second generation
Look at Tony.
Eat, drink, gamble and smoke, get drunk and dream about death, drink and meat in the woods, do it with the secretary when you have something to do, do it with the secretary when you have nothing to do...
This is what a billionaire should do.
Feeling the fiery eyes of the other party staring at him, Bruce's stone-like expression did not change at all. He just slowly raised the two swords in his hands, saluted Sherron, and then suddenly slashed them to the side.
Only then did Sherron realize that he and Bruce were standing on a frozen lake. Bruce's speed was very fast, and coupled with his sliding on the ice, he almost turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Sherron in an arc.
"high speed!"
The men in black who were watching the battle nodded and whispered secretly: "Bruce is really not lazy in training. He has achieved such an achievement in three years. It is really terrifying."
"This further shows that Bruce is extremely talented and is born to be a member of our Shadow Warrior Alliance."
"Yes. The opposite is Sasaki. Although he has trained hard for more than twenty years, he may not be Bruce's opponent."
"That's right, our Shadow Dancer Alliance doesn't need trash. Trash like Sasaki should be eliminated..."
"Bang..."
Bruce, who had just rushed to Sherron's side, suddenly flew out at a faster speed and fell into the snow by the lake. His legs twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
“…”
The men in black seemed to hear the sound of slaps in the air.
Xie Lun slowly put down his raised foot and sneered disdainfully: "That's it?"
The voice he made was hoarse and unpleasant, and it was definitely not Sherren's own voice.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit him from behind. Xie Lun turned around suddenly, only to find that the man in black who had just spoken appeared behind him at some point, and silently slashed at him with the samurai sword in his hand.
Xie Lun immediately fought back. Both of them were very fast. The blades turned into two white balls of light. The people in black next to them couldn't see the moves at all. They could only hear the clanging sound of the samurai swords.
After a while, there was only a crisp sound of "dang", and half of the knife tip flew out of the air, drawing a beautiful arc and stabbing firmly on the ice.
Xie Lun half-hunched his body, holding the katana with only half of the blade left in both hands, and stretched it forward. The opponent was standing diagonally across from him, with a samurai sword without any gaps in his hand placed across the back of Sherron's neck.
Xie Lun felt the sharp edge on his neck and said coldly: "If you weren't a good swordsman, you would have been cut in half by me just now."
The opponent was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, based on speed alone, I am indeed not as good as you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone around took a breath.
"But you are not Sasaki. Although Sasaki is not that fast, his skills are much stronger than yours." The man continued, "Take off your hood and let me see who you are!"
"It's best not to," Sherron laughed strangely, "Take off the hood, I'm worried that you will be jealous of my appearance."
The man snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled off the hood on Xie Lun's head.
Xie Lun slowly straightened up, looked at the shocked opponent, and said with a smile: "How about it? I told you, you will be jealous."
Seeing such an ugly but familiar appearance in front of him, the other party frowned, and suddenly reached out his hand again and pinched Xie Lun's cheek hard.
"It hurts, it hurts, it's a real face, not a fake one." Xie Lun shouted, "I'm joking with you, why do I take it seriously? Don't you guys recognize whether I am Sasaki himself?"
"No, you're not!" The man said with certainty, "Otherwise, you should know my name. What do you think my name is?"
"Uh..." Xie Lun blinked, "Eighteen years ago?"
The corner of the opponent's eye twitched a few times, and he almost slashed out with a knife.