The time came to eight o'clock in the morning unknowingly, and Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel of the headquarters stepped onto the high platform step by step under the attention of all the sailors:

"The eight-to-four promotion competition of the Peiyou Competition officially begins! The first match is between Seti, the 83rd branch, and Bruce, the 76th branch."

Hearing Flying Squirrel's announcement, Seti in the crowd couldn't help but be startled.

Is he the first one? Shouldn’t a seeded player like himself be the one to play in the finale?

With this complaint in his mind, Seti stretched on the spot and quickly walked onto the high platform.

On the other side, his opponent, Bruce from Branch 76, also climbed up to the high platform step by step under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Bruce was carrying a Western-style sword on his back, and he seemed to be a good wielder of a two-handed sword.

Before the flying squirrel announced the start of the game, he drew the sword from behind with a swipe. With that cautious look, he obviously regarded Seti as a formidable enemy that must be dealt with with all his strength.

Sett didn't laugh when he saw this guy's appearance, but instead showed a fighting smile.

This guy is quite interesting!

The originally restless audience became much quieter at this time.

There is only one reason why Sett and the audience had such a reaction, and that was that they had just clearly seen Bruce leaving a shallow arc-shaped sword mark in the air when he swung his sword.

Such a sword mark could not be considered a flying slash, but it was obviously not far from the realm of a swordsman.

In the marshal's office on the other side, Sengoku and Garp were holding senbei in their mouths and staring intently at the two people in the field. Seeing Bruce pull out his big sword, Sengoku took a bite of the senbei and analyzed:

"Being able to make such sword marks takes up the weight of the weapon, but it is also certain that this kid's swordsmanship must have reached the iron-cutting realm.

Being able to reach this level at such a young age makes Bruce a very tough opponent."

Garp shouted like an old naughty boy:

"Look, Xiaohe, it's about to start."

Lieutenant General He looked at the marshal and naval hero in front of him and shook his head helplessly:

"I know, the same goes for you two. Keep your voices down when you eat senbei. You are so old now."

These two guys are really, even though they are already in their fifties and sixties, they still look so out of place.

While talking, He also cast a pair of peaceful eyes on the projection cast by the video phone bug. She was also very interested in this little guy named Seti.

Seeing that the two sides had already stood still, Flying Squirrel didn't say anything nonsense and said directly:

"Game start!"

As soon as the flying squirrel finished speaking, Bruce dragged his sword backwards and rushed towards Seti. The momentum of his charge was like that of a mad bull, which changed the expressions of many of the new recruits below.

At such a speed, it seems that the sailors in the branch are not all useless.

Of course, compared to Bruce, they were more curious about Seti's reaction. Faced with such a powerful charge, could the guy who claimed to be one against thirty really be able to withstand it?

As the audience watched expectantly, Bruce finally approached Seti. The muscles in his arms suddenly stiffened, and the heavy sword he dragged backwards drew a semicircle in the air.

The sharp sound of piercing the air was so harsh, it seemed like it was about to cut Seti in half.

But in the face of such a terrifying offensive, Seti still did not choose to dodge. He seemed to have not seen anything and still stood there so loosely.

Seeing this situation, the audience became anxious:

"Hey, isn't it? That guy didn't even try to dodge? If this was chopped down, the person would be split in half!"

"Isn't he scared to death?"

While the audience was having different opinions, the sword in Bruce's hand suddenly fell from the sky. Just when everyone thought that Sett would definitely die without the flying squirrel, Sett suddenly made a move.

Facing Bruce's sword, Seti did not dodge, but just silently stretched out his hands.

Snapped!

A crisp sound resounded throughout the school grounds, and when the audience came to their senses, Bruce's sword was already hovering in the air, unable to move any further.

The transparent sword marks that shot out from the sword were about to hit Seti's face, but disappeared without a trace the moment they were about to arrive.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them, wondering if they had not woken up yet.

The guy named Seti in front of him actually caught the heavy sword struck by Bruce with his bare hands and a pair of fleshy palms!

"Pfft hahaha! Interesting, this kid is so interesting."

Garp in the marshal's office burst out laughing when he saw this scene, leaning back against the armrests of his seat that were beating up and down.

This way of catching the enemy's attack is really fun!

Sengoku and Hezuru, who were on the side, distanced themselves from Capra with some disgust, but when they looked at the screen, they also had a smile on their faces. This was indeed a very interesting little guy.

"You guys seem to have a problem."

In the field, Seti held Bruce's sword tightly and showed a slight smile to Bruce.

But this smile in Bruce's eyes was full of irony. He tried desperately to draw out his sword, trying to kill the bastard in front of him who was mocking him.

But his sword was firmly stuck in the opponent's hand and did not move at all.

Damn it, what did this kid grow up on? Why is he so strong!

Just as such thoughts flashed through Bruce's mind, Seti on the opposite side spoke again:

"It's a pity...it's still far behind me."

As he spoke these words, Bruce felt a huge force coming towards him.

Affected by such a terrifying force, Bruce's sword-holding hands were completely twisted to one side.

Although his hands hurt, Bruce knew that he could not let go no matter what.

For a swordsman, giving up the sword in his hand is equivalent to giving up all his dignity and pride!

With this thought in mind, Bruce gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull back his hands, but at this moment, he suddenly let go of the huge force coming from the opposite side.

The huge resistance disappeared, and Bruce staggered in the opposite direction following the inertia.

In just this staggering moment, Seti was knocked over.

Before Bruce could raise his sword to stop him, he was knocked to the ground by Seti.

When Bruce came back to his senses, he was faced with a pair of beast-like golden eyes. Those golden eyes contained no emotion, as if if he made any move, his throat would be bitten into pieces.

The moment he was hit, Seti was already riding on him, holding his chin with one hand to prevent him from moving his head to dodge, while the other hand was clenched into a fist and hovering over his own

before.
Chapter completed!