The three of Bai Mo and the two sent by Chen Bo's side walked to the competition venue.
"Captain Bai, please." They all knew that the power of Bai Mo's casual punch yesterday was not comparable to them at all. So they unanimously recommended him to play the first game, so that according to the rules, if there is no accident, Bai Mo can crush the five opponents by himself, and they don't need to play, and they can get a lot of money lying down.
However, Bai Mo simply ignored their small calculations, because in his feeling, there were less than ten minutes before what should come, and it didn't matter who came first.
"Why is Captain Bai still carrying the suitcase?" Rong Jingya asked curiously.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to get it later."
"Captain Bai, you really know how to joke. With your moving speed, there's no reason why you can't take it in time."
"It's less than ten minutes." Bai Mo said incoherently.
"What ten minutes, you mean, what Captain Ye told us this morning about what you expected?" Rong Jingya still didn't get serious.
"Um."
"Captain Bai still thinks his premonition is true?"
"Well, it's only a few minutes away, everyone take care." Bai Mo said like a magic stick talking about the end of the world.
"May I take the liberty to ask a question?" Rong Jingya said.
"Selective answer." Bai Mo gave an ambiguous answer.
"Is premonition your ability?"
"Maybe it is, probably a recent ability, but it may also be purely an illusion, who knows."
"Mr. Bai, please." The staff off the field interrupted their conversation.
"OK."
Bai Mo stepped onto the stage and saw a middle-aged man with a sword opposite him. The middle-aged man asked Bai Mo in broken English: "Sword... is it okay?"
"Anything you want." In Bai Mo's view, as long as the opponent doesn't hold an atomic bomb as a weapon, it doesn't matter too much. His own speed has already reached half the speed of a normal bullet. Weapons don't even matter.
Holding the suitcase, Bai Mo took advantage of the opportunity to scan the people in the opposite Yamato team, and found that they were the same as what Feng Dong said in the report, only this middle-aged swordsman could be considered a threat.
"It seems that they also chose the same plan and directly let the strongest person go to the first round."
"This time there is a show, and the opponent directly let the swordsman Yamamoto play. It will not be easy for Captain Bai to deal with him. What he hides should be exposed." Chen Bo, who was sitting in the distance and prepared to watch the battle, thought to himself.
"The box... don't you need to put it down?" the swordsman asked again.
"You carry a sword as a weapon, and this box is my weapon." Bai Mo said simply in English, regardless of whether the other party understood or not.
"The blade is like fire!" The middle-aged swordsman read a sentence in Yamato text, and then flames began to emanate from his sword strangely.
"The opponent doesn't seem to be very scientific. This is no longer a so-called cold weapon!" Although Bai Mo didn't understand what the middle-aged man was saying, he was still very curious about the sudden flame coming out of the sword.
"Chen Bo, can you explain to me how that Yamato man can make flames spew out from the sword by chanting a spell?" Wen Jian, who was sitting next to Chen Bo, asked puzzled.
"According to the secret information we have obtained, Yamato's researchers have initially found the reason that this group of swordsmen have been practicing swords for many years, and a small number of elites have reached the point where people and swords are one. The sword has become like a part of their body. After appearing, their swords become psychic along with their masters, and the swords can be regarded as their psychic organs."
"I always feel that it is a little inconsistent with the science education I received before." Wen Jian commented after listening to Chen Bo's explanation, "But this should also be able to force out Captain Bai Mo's hidden strength. Captain Bai Would it be a bit overbearing, and actually came on stage with a box."
"We'll wait and see." Chen Bo turned his attention back to the stage.
After greeting each other politely, the battle officially started.
"The Sword of Fire!" Yamamoto murmured, following his words, the flames attached to the sword expanded rapidly, making it look like he was holding a five-meter-long giant sword.
Holding the flaming giant sword, Yamamoto used his Yidao Liu swordsmanship that he had practiced for many years to kill Bai Mo at a speed of more than eighty meters per second. Everywhere he went, he was swept away by the sword energy and flames.
It was the first time for many spectators around to see the scene of the capable person fighting with all his strength, and also felt the fiery feeling brought by the battlefield with flames everywhere in a radius of tens of meters.
"His body seems to be immune to the flames. Standing in the center of the fire scene, he doesn't feel even if he is stepping on a ball of flames under his feet. It seems to Team Chen that your heating ability has been targeted." Wen Jian joked with Chen Bo.
"Although the attack power looks terrifying, it's a pity that the sword user's physical strength is not strong enough, and his speed is too slow. If I fight him in actual combat, my speed will be about 20% faster than him. I don't need ability, I can kill him with my fist alone." Chen Bo commented on Yamamoto on the stage as if nothing had happened.
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"Don't think that ability users have nothing to do when their abilities are restrained. Our physical fitness becomes more terrifying as we go up, and the body is our most reliable weapon. Pure speed and strength , plus the defense provided by the life field is getting stronger day by day, these are the most important, as for the ability, it is just a subsidiary ability brought about by the deep strengthening of one of the organs." Chen Bo continued.
"Chen Bo, when you mentioned this point of view, I suddenly remembered something."
"What's wrong?"
"Is Bai Mo really an ability user who prioritizes physical strengthening?"
Chen Bo was taken aback for a moment.
"Probably... right, otherwise his perverted physical fitness is difficult to explain." Chen Bo tried to persuade himself not to think in another direction.
"But what I saw in the documents of the monastery is that his other ability is in the eyes."
"Let's not talk about this for now, let's continue watching the game." Chen Bo simply changed the subject.
In the eyes of most of the audience below, there was only a fire dragon swimming at high speed on the stage, and the thin figure of Bai Mo had been completely submerged in the raging fire. looking at the stage.
"Don't worry, although the damage with the sword is quite enough, but it's too slow." Ye Zi and Chen Bo put forward the same opinion.
Bai Mo, who was still holding the box in one hand on the stage, was using his abilities to keep an eye on the movement around him while dodging the blows of the flaming giant sword lightly.
"I still have no idea at all, forget it, let's kill this guy first and then think about it."
Previously, Bai Mo had been moving at a slightly higher speed than Yamamoto on the field, giving Yamamoto the illusion that he could cut it with more effort. He kept trying to find the limit of Yamamoto's speed, so the battle was at a stalemate. But Bai Mo has changed his mind now, intending to kill Yamamoto before the incident happened, so he exploded at a speed more than twice Yamamoto's limit speed and circled behind him, and came to him continuously in less than a second More than a dozen hand knives slapped off the fire dragon's head.
"It's too slow." As soon as the three words of Bai Mo reached the ears of Yamamoto who was stunned by the knife, Yamamoto felt that he was hit by an unparalleled force in front of his body, and his whole body hit the ground directly.
Yamamoto's life field released most of the strength of Bai Mo's fist to the ground, and a large piece of the ground cracked directly around him, as if he was embedded in the ground.
Yamamoto was still struggling to get up from the ground, but Bai Mo had no intention of making up the knife at this time.
"finally come!"