Underground in Blackstone Castle, it was like a chaotic dance of demons.
The winner is roaring.
The losers are also roaring.
At this time, the most realistic data of both sides of the battle was displayed on the screen in front of them.
The frequency of Sharo's punches reached an astonishing seven times per second.
The strongest force was reached in an instant, reaching a despairing level close to 4,000 kilograms.
Such a fast frequency, such a terrifying punch, I can't imagine how a person can do it.
This is simply not data that an ordinary person should have.
Sharo's data completely broke all black boxing records.
Isn't this guy a transformed so-called super soldier?
As for Su Mu's data, everyone was confused.
because……!
No.
That's right, what is given after all the data is not specific data, but an English word.
unknown.
What is unknown?
That means there is nothing, that is the unknown.
You must know that this set of monitoring equipment is the most sophisticated analytical instrument in the world today.
The losers all looked pale, with big beads of sweat falling down their faces.
And the guy who won was already out of control.
If there wasn't security on site, I don't know what crazy things these people could have done.
Underground at the Shinto headquarters, the face of the head of the Taira family became extremely ugly.
Ping Zhengsheng beside him felt as if his spine had been ripped away.
"how so?"
"No! Absolutely not."
"Damn it!"
"I...I lost!"
Ping Zhengsheng suddenly jumped up.
He pointed at Tokugawa Takahiro and was about to say something.
But the head of the family next to him suddenly had a look of pain on his face, then he slowly covered his chest with both hands and slowly fell down.
He didn't have time to cause trouble for Tokugawa Takahiro, so he immediately hurriedly supported the owner of the house, and several people around him carried him down.
The head of the Genji family looked at Tokugawa Takahiro thoughtfully and shook his head, with a flash of complicated emotions in his eyes.
Tokugawa Takaheng stood up quickly, and then made a move towards Fujiwara Koyukihime.
Fujiwara Kokihime stood up and disappeared in a flash.
When the head of the Genji family saw this action, his expression immediately changed.
Tokugawa Takahiro turned his head and glanced at him.
The head of the Genji family could only nodded lightly and said numbly:
"I won't do anything."
Tokugawa Takahiro's originally extremely majestic and serious face slowly gained a touch of sarcasm:
"You can do something too."
The head of the Genji family bowed his head deeply:
"Please convey my sincerity."
Tokugawa Takaheng looked deeply at the other party again, turned around and walked out.
The underground arena hall has become a mess.
Charles sat down slowly, looking extremely calm.
His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest.
Boss, as you wish.
And Su Mu had already disappeared from the ring.
Everything in the arena has nothing to do with him.
As for the money won, of course someone will handle it.
The show has just begun.
As soon as he came out, he met Fujiwara Koyukihime.
When Xing Ji saw him again, a flash of fear and admiration immediately flashed across her face, and she bent down deeply.
Su Mu said directly:
"Take me to take a shower."
"Hi!"
Xing Ji immediately stood up, took small steps quickly, and led Su Mu into a secret passage, and then entered an elevator.
The elevator that Su Mu took when he came down was completely different and extremely luxurious.
Obviously, when the big shots come down, they take this private elevator.
Within a few minutes, Su Mu came out of the elevator and saw an extremely luxurious super hot spring bath.
There is a volcano crater, and there are actually hot springs.
The hot springs in Japan are world-famous, and the hot springs in the crater of Mount Fuji are the best.
When Su Mu entered, more than ten beautiful young women all knelt down immediately.
Without even looking at it, he directly ordered:
"Go down."
After saying that, he jumped into the hot spring.
After a slight sound of footsteps, the entire hot spring bathroom immediately became extremely quiet, as if everything was isolated from the outside.
This was the most comfortable bath Su Mu had taken in a long time.
Time passes minute by minute.
After more than half an hour, he walked out of the bathroom.
After wrapping herself in a bathrobe and going out, Fujiwara-chan Yukihime and the dozen or so maids from before lined up in two neat rows and waited at the door.
Each maid held a tray steadily in her hands.
On the tray is a pile of neat black clothes made of luxurious materials.
These maids, whether in terms of figure, appearance, or professional qualities, are not inferior to the maids of the Zhu family, or even worse.
Obviously, their status will not be simple. They must be from noble families to be qualified to become Shinto maids.
What these maids are holding in their hands is a set of the most authentic and traditional kimonos.
This set of kimono is called - pattern haori hakama.
It is composed of four main parts: undergarment, clothing, feather weaving and cross.
Japanese aristocratic men would only wear this when attending the most solemn occasions.
If you are not a noble, you are not qualified to wear it.
Su Mu felt a pain in his balls.
Because of this crap, he had to wear it today.
The most ridiculous thing is that if he really wants to dress authentically, he can't even wear big silk pants.
because……!
You cannot wear underpants when wearing a kimono, you must wear a crotch cloth.
Su Mu directly took off the bath towel on his body.
Fujiwara-chan blushed and was about to close her eyes subconsciously, but she discovered that Su Mu had a pair of large snow-white pants on her body.
She was a little dumbfounded immediately.
Looking at Su Mu, Xing Ji stammered:
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this won't work! Please don't... do this."
Su Mu glared:
"Hey, hurry up."
Only the most personal maids are qualified to tie the master's crotch.
Obviously, Yukihime Fujiwara plays this role today.
It's a pity that Su Mu didn't give her a chance.
A group of maids gathered around silently, and pairs of gentle little hands continued to put various complicated clothes on Su Mu.
Soon, a complete set of Yuori hakama with pattern was put on Su Mu.
The feather weaving must have a family crest, but Su Mu is not from Japan, so his crest is the golden chrysanthemum pattern reserved only for the royal family.
This set of Yuori hakama was obviously specially made according to Su Mu's figure.
After the maid arranged everything, when Fujiwara Kokihime looked at Su Mu again, she was completely stunned.
If she hadn't known Su Mu's true identity, Xing Ji would have definitely regarded Su Mu as the real nobleman of the Japanese royal family.
She was born in the Fujiwara clan, and she was the top super noble in Japan.
Even in front of the royal family and princes, she basically maintains basic etiquette.
In terms of status, they are pretty much the same.
However, Su Mu gave her a feeling of standing on a high mountain.