Chapter 196 The eighth round, killing Sato Takuma alive
Author: Mu Zixin
Chapter 196 The eighth round, killing Sato Takuma alive
The next day.
The eighth round of the "Wu Zhuangyuan" competition.
Li Zhongwu's opponent is a master from Kamine Kingdom named Sato Takuma.
When he entered the ring, Sato Takuma was holding a sheathed long sword in his hand. The scabbard was pure white, and the handle was also pure white. Combined with his white training uniform, his whole body was as white as snow.
Reminds Li Zhongwu of a white Samoyed.
However, the real white Samoyed is very cute, but this Sato Takuma has a serious face, two deep nasolabial folds on his face, and sharp eyes.
When Li Zhongwu heard the host Liu Zhenhui call the name "Sato Takuma", a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Although when Liu Zhenhui just read the name, he mentioned that it was a master from Shenfeng Kingdom.
However, as soon as the name "Sato Takuma" fell on Li Zhongwu's ears, he believed that he was a descendant of the nation in the original time and space that was both arrogant and inferior.
Apart from the beauties who shoot love action movies, he has no favorable impressions of that nation that has a blood feud with China.
This is related to the education he received since childhood.
Whether it is the record of that period of hatred in China's modern history or the anti-war films he watched since childhood, that period of hatred in history is deeply rooted in his blood.
Once upon a time, he couldn't understand why there were so many harried women in the country?
I also can’t understand why the sales of Japanese cars are so high in China?
I can’t even understand why so many Chinese people are eager to travel to that island country?
He didn't understand why everyone received the same education since childhood. Why would some people not only not hate that nation but also like it?
In the original time and space, before he entered the world of reincarnation, he had been looking forward to the country going to war against that nation, and looking forward to the opportunity for him to avenge the country's shame.
He feels that the country repeats that shameful history to every child since childhood, just so that one day they can take the responsibility of erasing the national shame.
He had been looking forward to such an opportunity.
It's a pity that he didn't wait for that opportunity until he entered the world of reincarnation.
And today, in this new era, in the arena of "Martial Champions", he met a master from the Kamine Kingdom named "Sato Takuma" who looked just like the great Yanren.
What else is there to say?
On the arena.
The two stood opposite each other.
Sato Takuma, who was a little over 1.7 meters tall, held a long sword in his hand, bowed slightly and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Sato Takuma, the one-line sky of Shenfeng Kingdom, please give me your advice!"
A line of sky?
What the hell?
A flash of doubt flashed across Li Zhongwu's eyes, but he didn't care anymore.
Because he thinks it doesn’t matter what the sky is!
The important thing is that in this duel, even if Ouchi worships Qin Jingyu, he cannot save Sato Takuma.
People in this new era may not have remembered that period of shame in Chinese history, but Li Zhongwu will never forget it.
That’s fine if there’s no chance.
Since there is such an opportunity today, even if Jesus comes, he will not be able to save this opponent.
A long sheathed sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in his left hand.
Li Zhongwu coldly made a sword-holding salute.
He said expressionlessly: "Li Zhongwu! Let me learn your clever tricks!"
As the two men began to salute, all the spectators in the huge venue quickly fell silent. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, Sato Takuma and Li Zhongwu both grasped the handles of their swords with their right hands.
Sato Takuma stared at Li Zhongwu with his sharp eyes. He slowly leaned forward and squatted down. He pulled out the long knife in his hand bit by bit. The rustling sound of the blade being unsheathed could be clearly heard in the silent arena.
Li Zhongwu's posture did not change. He just held the handle of the knife and looked coldly at Sato Takuma opposite him. Not only did he not squat down to gather strength like Sato Takuma, Li Zhongwu even raised his chin slightly and narrowed his eyes into two slits to look down.
posture, staring unblinkingly at the opponent several meters away.
Suddenly, Sato Takuma let out a loud "yeah", his feet seemed to suddenly start a motor, and he quickly ran forward alternately. With a piece of dust on the ground, he quickly approached Li Zhongwu, and he was two or three meters in front of Li Zhongwu.
At that moment, the long sword in his sheath was finally completely unsheathed.
A ray of cold light like autumn water, from bottom to top, was like a ray of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, swaying toward Li Zhongwu.
This kind of sword technique...is it the so-called Yixiantian?
When this thought flashed through Li Zhongwu's mind, the right hand holding the sword had already drawn out the sword first. The bright sword light swept horizontally, and with a harsh sound of metal breaking, the sword light pulled out by Sato Takuma was suddenly cut off.
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The sharp sword light drew an arc in mid-air. When the sword light reached the highest point, it suddenly struck down quickly. The sharp sword light seemed to flash from Sato Takuma and then disappeared.
By the time the audience could see clearly, Li Zhongwu's long sword had already been sheathed, as if he had not drawn the sword at all just now.
However, some sharp-eyed spectators were surprised to see a three- to four-meter-long linear crack on the ground behind Sato Takuma.
It was as if a three- to four-meter-long sword had just cut such a crack into the ground.
"Dang Cang..."
The blade, which was as long as a stream of autumn water, fell to the ground with a clang.
The figure of Sato Takuma who was running towards Li Zhongwu staggered and took another step forward with difficulty. Suddenly, a thin blood line appeared on his forehead. Immediately, this blood line quickly spread downwards, from
From the bridge of the nose to the lips, to the chin, nose, chest, abdomen...
When the rapidly extending blood line spread to his lower abdomen, his whole body suddenly cracked, split into two halves, and fell crookedly in front of Li Zhongwu.
The scene was extremely bloody.
The originally silent venue was suddenly filled with the screams of countless women.
Many spectators were so frightened that they stepped back, but were blocked by the seats behind them and fell heavily onto their seats.
Several players in the contestants' seats also changed their expressions with horror. They stood up suddenly and looked at the scene on the ring in disbelief.
Most of the players and competition contacts turned pale with fright.
This is the first time since the start of this "Wu Zhuangyuan" that such a short and bloody confrontation scene occurred.
Originally, after everyone saw Ouchi priest Qin Jingyu, who is famous for curing diseases and saving lives, appearing on the ring yesterday, they were a little less afraid of the upcoming competition and thought that their safety would be fine.
But today, when Li Zhongwu split his opponent in half, could Qin Jingyu really be able to save his life?
If this can still save someone's life, then it is not a medical skill, but a magical skill!
At this moment, a large number of barrages suddenly appeared on the live broadcast.
"Fuck! No wonder Li Zhongwu said that what he is best at is swordsmanship. Isn't he also very good at horse riding?"
"How many people have you killed to master this sword technique?"
"He just cut off Sato Takuma's sword? And also chopped Sato Takuma alive?"
"Li Zhongwu!! Niubi!!"
"I have a hunch that next year's "Wu Zhuangyuan" will definitely not allow the use of weapons! This is too scary!"
"Wu Zhuangyuan won't be suspended again for rectification, right?"
"Li Zhongwu is a bit murderous! Since the start of the competition, hurting and killing people have become commonplace!"
"The top ranked swordsmanship in Shenfeng Kingdom is completely defeated by Li Zhongwu's swordsmanship. Isn't this an exaggeration?"
"Can anyone explain to me what's going on with the crack on the ground behind Sato Takuma?"
"Damn it! Aren't Yixiantian's swords famous for their quality? How come it was cut off by Li Zhongwu with just one strike?"
"Did someone change Sato Takuma's sword?"
"Li Zhongwu is definitely number one this year! I'm just wondering, how does he practice this Kung Fu? This is too strong!"
…
Almost all the audience at the scene and those watching the live broadcast were waiting for Qin Jingyu to come on stage to save people. The two hosts Wang Bing and Liu Zhenhui on the stage were also waiting.
However, Qin Jingyu was never seen on stage.
There is an entrance and exit next to the ring, and inside the entrance, there is a hall hidden underground.
This hall is located directly below the stepped auditorium.
At this time, in the underground hall, Qin Jingyu crossed his arms across his chest and frowned at the live broadcast on the big screen in front of him.
In the picture, Sato Takuma's hands and feet were still twitching slightly after being split in half.
The chief director of the program, Shang Jingquan, and others gathered around her at this time.
Shang Jingquan asked nervously: "Qin Zongzong, Qin Zongzong! You, why don't you go out to save people? Can you save such an injury? Is there still hope? You, do you want to go and have a look?
Let’s talk about the injury?”
Qin Jingyu remained silent.
The program planner couldn't help but chime in, "Yes, Qin Zongfeng, you'd better go check on the situation quickly! Look, his hands and feet are still moving! It's not that people who practice martial arts have strong blood and vitality, and their recovery ability is far beyond normal.
Human!"
Qin Jingyu still didn't answer and still didn't look at them.
Others all begged Qin Jingyu to go up and have a look before talking.
At this time, a young female assistant of Qin Jingyu suddenly shouted: "Stop talking! Although our medical skills are strong, we adults can't save people who are destined to die! You see, the player on the ring was split in half, like this
How can we save the injury? Even the gods can’t save it!"
Another female assistant took over the conversation, "Yes! Instead of embarrassing us adults here, you should hurry up to collect his body and deal with the aftermath! Trying to minimize the impact of this matter is the most serious thing!"
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The two young female assistants silenced everyone on the program team with their words.
In fact, they had already guessed that Sato Takuma was probably hopeless.
But, who doesn’t have a sense of luck?
Qin Jingyu is so famous, everyone hopes that she can save Sato Takuma.
But Qin Jingyu kept silent, and her two assistants said this, which completely extinguished the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.
Some people couldn't help but complain: "What's going on with Li Zhongwu? It's just a game, why kill people? Does it look like his knife is very sharp?"
Someone echoed: "Who says it's not the case! It doesn't matter if you hurt someone, but if you split the person in half like this, even the gods can't save him!"
There are many people who agree.
Finally, Shang Jingquan stopped everyone and urged everyone to quickly arrange for someone to collect the body.
Shang Jingquan also had a huge head at this time.
In just a few days, two players have died in the ring. Today this one is still a foreigner. He already has a premonition that the trouble he will face next will definitely not be easy to solve.
At this moment, he even had the idea of forcing Li Zhongwu to withdraw from the competition.
However, his rationality told him that with Li Zhongwu's current popularity, if he were to withdraw from the competition, the subsequent ratings of "Wu Zhuang Yuan" would probably collapse.