"There are a lot of spectators today!"

"Not only are there many spectators, but the audience's grades are also very high! You should know that the ticket price of this game is 230,000 yen per ordinary seat, which is about 2,300 euros!"

"I am honored that Mr. Silunduo and I will serve as the commentator for you today. Many people may not know Mr. Silunduo, but when it comes to Silunduo's profession, everyone understands why he appeared in the commentator's seat.

Mr. Silunduo is a member of the International Fencing Referee Committee. So, everyone says, why did Mr. Silunduo appear here?"

"Edna-!" The audience was filled with tsunamis, and there were all kinds of equipment such as flags, fluorescent cards, etc., which was like coming to participate in a concert.

Today's competition venues are full, and today's competition venues are different from the previous round. There are 3,000 seats, which is already a top-level event. After all, this is a personal fighting competition. Unlike football, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people at any time, the football competition is different. Three thousand people are almost the limit of indoor competition.

If there are many people, it will be difficult for the people behind to see the ring. After all, even if the seats in the audience are higher than the ring, the height of the audience is limited and cannot be added layer by layer without limit.

"Mr. Silunduo, are you optimistic about Miss Edna's game today? Or are you worried?"

"To be honest, Mr. Sakamoto, I am against Miss Edna's coming to participate in the Martial Soul Sect. This is not because Miss Edna does not have enough strength, but it is not necessary.

Miss Edna is the pearl of France. She has countless supporters in France, even throughout Europe and America. Last year, Miss Edna was the advertising spokesperson and earned more than 550 million euros. From my personal point of view, Miss Edna's participation in the martial soul qualifier is simply a rebellious and risky psychological problem of this girl in the pearl of France!

If, I said, if Miss Edna was injured in the martial soul competition, it would be a total loss even if she won the martial soul cup."

"Haha, maybe Miss Edna will be injured in future games, but it will never be today. Now, I will introduce Miss Edna's opponent today, the Japanese swordsman - Black Mask of No Kill!" Sakamoto Kiyoji said with a big smile.

"Oh? The black mask of not killing? Is this title very strange?" Silunduo asked strangely.

"In Japanese history, there was a great swordsman with unique ideas. In the chaotic Warring States Period, he proposed the concept of "Sword of No Killing", creating a swordsmanship with "No Killing" as the core." Sakamoto Kiyoji stopped here.

Silunduo asked with great tactfulness: "Later, was this sword technique passed down with the concept of 'not killing'?"

"It's a pity that no, in a cruel world like the Warring States Period, the swordsmen who insisted on "not killing" eventually failed. This great idea ultimately did not conform to that violent era and was drowned in history!" Sakamoto Kiyoji's voice fell.

"That's a pity. Perhaps the saints' ideas are hard to understand by their contemporaries, and Christ Jesus was also crucified."

"However, in our current peaceful era, the 'Sword of No Killing' has been resurrected on this young man. Below, everyone welcomes the contestants to enter! The first one to enter is - the 'Sword of No Killing'!"

Yagyumoto and the players who had just walked out of the Red Party's channel, the oncoming sound waves were really like huge waves to empty. The air was shocked as if it was the substance, and almost staggered him.

‘When did I become so popular?’ Yuki Motoka thought of it with wonder, but at this time there was no time for him to think about it repeatedly. To be polite, he waved his hand to greet the audience while looking into the audience.

Most of the audiences who came today were Westerners. In the audience, the French flag was waving, and there were people holding signs with names written on them. However, Yagyu Motohe could not read the name without knowing French, but it was not difficult to guess. It must be Edna. Anyway, it was not here to cheer for himself, so he must be cheering for his opponent.

Yagyu Motohe quickly put down his hand, saying that he had expressed his wrong feelings!

"Hey, pretty boy, don't hurt us baby Edna!"

"The Black Mask of Not Kill, please use your sword of Not Kill!"

"I love you, black mask, don't hurt my Edna!"

‘I'll go! This is really welcome!’ Although the sounds on the stage are extremely noisy, the voices of some viewers near the contestant's passage can still be heard into Yagyu Moto and his ears, and there is actually Japanese.

But Yayoi Motokazu didn't know whether he should continue to raise his hand to respond to the audience, although so many people really welcomed him.

However, the next moment, he wouldn't have to worry about this matter.

"Edna——, I love you, Edna!"

"Sweetheart, baby!"

"God bless Edna!"

"You are the brightest pearl, the morning star in the sky, the elves in the sea, the hymns in the wind, and—" This is a man who wrote poems on the spot.

If the audience cheers were like a wave when Yagyu Motohe appeared just now, and now it is like an explosion. Almost all the audience stood up and cheered with all their strength.

Finally, all the sounds merged into one name like the sea of ​​rivers.

"Edna, Edna, Edna, Edna—"

With such a momentum, even the Aoki brother and sister standing behind Yayoi Moto and behind were shocked and their faces were pale, but Yayoi Moto Kazu didn't care much - he was wearing a mask anyway.

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"The players from both sides came on stage to talk!" There were two referees in this game, one white and one Japanese. It seemed that they were taking care of the two players at the same time.

"Hello, Miss Edna, you have so many supporters. I can't believe that this is a competition held in Japan!" Yuki Moto and Rayone took the initiative to tease him.

"Hi! Japanese boy, your skin is really good. What brand of skin care products are you using?" When the referee translated the words of Miss Edna, Yuki Motohiro looked down at his hand holding the knife, and could only sigh that women's focus was indeed completely different from that of men.

“This is born.”

"Hey, don't keep it so confidential! I can pay for your maintenance secret recipe! If not, we can sign a confidentiality agreement to ensure that it is only for me to use. We will never disclose your secret recipe. Leave me a contact information!"

Are all French women so enthusiastic? Yagyu Motohe couldn't resist it, so he waved his hand and signaled to the referee that the conversation ended. This was the first time he had encountered such a nutritious pre-match conversation, especially Ms. Edna, who has such amazing appeal.

At the beginning of the third round of the Wuhun Jue, the arena was much larger than the previous two rounds, with length increasing to fifteen meters and width increasing to eight meters. The size of this arena is enough for some agile players to use the venue to conduct some treatment.

However, looking at the dense audience, Yagyu Motoka felt that maybe the ring had become bigger, so that the audience could also put down more seats accordingly and receive more tickets.

"In the fencing world, Edna has a title!" Silunduo looked at the ring, and the two contestants retreated to both ends of the ring.

"What's the title?" This time it was Sakamoto Kiyoji's turn to support the role.

"Stars, Edna of the stars!"

"Wow, what a beautiful name, it's so suitable for Miss Edna."

"This is not a description of Miss Edna's beauty, but a description of Miss Edna's sword technique!" Silunduo explained.

"Standing opposite Miss Edna, you can often only see flashing sword lights, as if stars are twinkling. There were many Miss Edna's opponents, who were unable to distinguish the authenticity of the sword light at the first time of the confrontation, and they were defeated in an instant."

On the ring, the two contestants were already approaching each other. Yagyu Moto and he drew his sword in his hand and threw the scabbard outside the ring. He was not a second-knife player. Holding the scabbard had some impact on his performance.

Miss Edna on the opposite side was wearing a pure white fencing suit. Although she didn't know how good her defense was, just looking at so many supporters in the audience, this lady must be short of money. It is probably not difficult to get a fencing suit that takes into account both defense and flexibility.

Miss Edna holds a thin sword, but it is not a stick-shaped thin sword used in fencing competitions, but a real sword. The sword body is only one and a half wide, thick in the middle and thin on both sides, similar to the kind of thin sword used by the protagonist in the famous movie "Zorro".

When the two were about five steps apart, Edna suddenly leaned over and took a step. This big step directly crossed the space close to three meters in one step, and directly stepped in front of Yayoi Motohe. At the same time, sword lights in the sky covered all of Yayoi Motohe's vision.

‘The legs are so long!’ Yayoi Moto and his first thought were not the amazing swordsmanship of Miss Edna, but her amazing long legs. The so-called legs below the chest were probably nothing more than that.

Then the second thought was - indeed so, this is not the fencing champion, this is a female swordsman! When he saw Edna's game video, he was suspicious. In Edna's fencing movements, some sword paths have requirements for body coordination beyond the scope of normal human bodies. If it were not a swordsman who was coordinated internally and externally, just relying on normal muscle drives, some tiny muscles in the body that involve internal organs will definitely be strained, and these movements cannot be performed at all.

However, until he faced it personally, Yagyu Motoka realized that he had underestimated the fencing champion.

This sword speed is even higher than that of Chief Sasaki. Even compared to Yayoi Moto and himself, it is absolutely not inferior to attacking from one direction. Of course, there are also contributions from Yayoi Moto and himself.

Yagyu Motohiro went backwards step by step, and did not take a few steps back to gain space. He was really not sure to fulfill his plans. After all, it was not easy to take over the continuous fast sword of Miss Edna according to the performance he planned.

Yagyuto and the sword light were scattered. Every time he took a step back, a water-like light curtain condensed in front of him, and this light curtain was immediately penetrated by countless bursting sword shadows until the next light curtain was generated silently.

"Yaegean! Master's Yaegean!" In the audience, the Aoki brother and sister clenched their fists tightly. When they first saw Yayoi Moto and demonstrated Yaegean, they would never have thought that one day they would see Yaegean being defeated head-on.

‘Crazy and clang-’ As soon as the two fought, there was sparks. On the big screen, Miss Edna in white fencing suit had long been paying attention to her beauty. Everyone's attention was on one of her right arms, well, countless right arms.

On the screen, Miss Edna's right arm danced countless afterimages, and the thin sword in her hand was simply the shape of a handful of fireworks, which was lit in front of Edna's arm.

On another screen, there is a close-up shot taken from the back of the black mask. Starry sword lights fill the entire screen. A little starlight has not yet disappeared, and two starlights are reborn. The starlight images caused by these sword lights tend to increase with time!

"Amazing! Miss Edna's sword speed is so fast! This is much faster than the sword technique she showed in the OPlympic final! No wonder Miss Edna is coming to participate in the Martial Soul Final. Such a fast sword must have no opponents in the fencing competition."

"On the other hand, Mr. Black Mask also showed sword techniques like iron walls. This is not an exaggeration. Please look at the No. 3 screen. This is a shot without slow release. From this perspective, Mr. Black Mask's sword really forms a film-like barrier. This battle that almost evolved sword techniques into substances was possible in previous years only in the last two rounds of the Martial Soul Trial. Now, Miss Edna and Mr. Black Mask have joined forces to present us with a final-level performance!"

So far, Yayoi Motoka has withdrawn from five steps, which means that Edna has continuously penetrated the six sword walls he has laid, which makes Yayoi Motoka feel a little unbelievable. He has already made Miss Edna look very high, but even Yayoi Motoka can refine the fine sword - Ransai Xingluo like this, even Edna has to admire.

Perhaps the differences between Eastern and Western cultures are indeed huge, but similar sword techniques have been born under similar weapons and similar styles.

There is a fast sword in the east called "Ransha Xingluo". The key to this sword technique lies in the wrist. Through the rapid shaking of the wrist, the body of the not-hard thin sword will tremble. Among them, the masters can use this tremor of the sword body to produce the effect of instantaneous continuous stabbing.

What is particularly terrifying about this sword technique is that once you fall into the rhythm of being continuously attacked, no matter how you resist, it will accelerate the opponent's sword speed, and all the opponent needs to pay is just a slight shaking of his wrist.

Step 7: When Yayoi Motohiro withdraws from Step 7, Edna's serial stabbing finally showed a moment of distraction that shouldn't have.

It’s not that Edna can’t keep up with the attack speed, but that her sword speed is too fast, and she can’t even control herself.

The opponent in front of her was a difficult opponent she had never seen before. A knife actually formed a wall of iron. This is not an adjective, but a real wall-like defense. No matter whether you rack your brains, stabbing up, stabbing down, stabbing left and right, or provoking a series of thorns, you can never break through the opponent's defense.

In the past, even if it was blocked, the enemy would generally block the middle section of his own sword, which means that at least the first half of his sword body had already attacked the opponent's defense circle.

This opponent, Black Mask, is better. Each sword blocks within three inches behind his sword edge, which is simply helping him change his sword path. You must know that if you block in the middle of the sword body, the impact force will be borne by your wrist. If you want to fire a second sword, you need to overcome the impact force brought by the weapon attack.

The black mask blocking completely blocks the front end of the sword edge, so that it will not cause any trouble to your attack. As long as you turn your wrist with a little impact, you can use the power of the weapon to hit the next sword to save effort. Therefore, you can get faster and faster until you are so fast that you can't even control the sword path.

Just as Edna was distracted because her sword speed was too fast and she couldn't control it.

The wall of sword light that was standing thousands of feet tall just now collapsed instantly. The knife light like flowing water swept over like a tide. The high-speed knife light seemed to be affected even the air. On the large screen, the tide of sword light on the black mask twisted and fluctuated under the lens, just like the road under high temperature, and sometimes the light generated by the light is distorted. It is also like the clear pool water, making the objects underwater become turbulent.

"This is the fourth sword of the Seven Secret Sword! It must be 'Qingbo'!" Aoki Ryoji clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.

"I know, it's really, I can't learn it. It's a waste to learn such a beautiful swordsman!" Aoki Ei muttered dissatisfiedly at her excited brother.

The sword light was like a tide and it was uncontrollable. In Yagyu Motohiro, this skill that was originally a high-speed explosion to turn defeat into victory became a continuous normal sword. The thin sword in Edna's hand was of course amazing and ever-changing in attack, but if it was used to block it, it could only be described as reluctantly.

Fortunately, Edna, who was a fencing athlete, was really moving forward and backward. No matter how amazing the tide of sword light was on the opposite side, she could always retreat in an instant, avoiding the most sharp storm, and waiting for the moment when the sword light turned from prosperity to decline.

Unfortunately, the black mask's sword light seemed endless, one wave higher than another. Even Edna's eyesight could not see any flaws to fight back, but was forced to retreat step by step.

"Black Mask wins!"
Chapter completed!