Although Ike told their sisters that his sword was very big, the two sisters only knew what big was after watching it. It is said that this kind of sword is only a primary level in Ike's giant sword, and they really wanted to see how Ike won his opponent with such a big sword.
Teacher Zaza was petrified. He thought Ike had used his brain and chose the sword-compare skills when he was not good at cultivation. However, he felt that he was relieved too early, and this guy seemed to attract attention.
"It turns out that Charlie Asja has found you a good substitute. You don't forget to promote yourself when you throw this face in." Mentor Zaza wanted to go up and announce his concedespair directly, which was better than embarrassing Ike to go up and let him go up and be embarrassed.
But he hesitated again. He had seen countless people and naturally knew that what Ike emitted was a confident look. This kind of self-confidence was not even the people in the Western Frontier Kingdom.
In the process of not opening his mouth, the judge had already arrived on the stage, and only Ike himself could use the right to surrender. Mentor Zaza did not choose to stand beside him, but returned to the rest area of Odin in a lonely manner. For him, this exchange meeting had ended early.
Qiuli's expression was very complicated. He even wanted to laugh, and he had hope in his heart. If Ike continued to make trouble like this, Earl Berg would come to Gibkey and would definitely slap him to death when he heard about Ike's scandal.
Furthermore, with Ike's like this, Qiuli's failure will not be so embarrassing. At that time, talk to Earl Berg about her thoughts, and maybe it will work. If Lina disagrees, she will have no choice after Ike's death.
"Ike! I only now realize that you are such a cute person. You can use this kind of sword to compete with that bastard. Then you don't even have the power to fight back!" Qiuli said excitedly.
Achuriki smiled bitterly and said, "Why can he be like me, he will abstain from the right after the start?"
"It doesn't look like it at all." Qiuli couldn't help but smile.
Some people in the stands made a fuss, some thought it was good. Some even said that Ike was here to show himself. This approach was a bit funny, but it is undeniable that everyone had turned their attention from winning or losing to paying attention to his sword.
Xiaocao asked Domon without understanding: "What does Eke want to do? Did he deliberately want to lose? Even though I don't know the mystery of sword skills, I know the most basic truth is that the sword in my hand should be at least suitable and can play a good job of his own characteristics. Some people tailor-made swords that suit him, which is also because of this."
"Don't worry, I don't know how he will be equal to his body, but this is his strongest strength." Domon had heard the adventure that Eke mentioned, and the mad god taught his rock martial sword skills to Eke.
And Domon felt that Ike could beat the boy. It was because of the different swords and the way he could not guess, so he was full of variables.
It was really hard to calm Xiaocao down with Domon's statement. She felt that Ike could most likely resist a few strokes. However, the young man used several dance moves in a row like he had just hit Qiuli, and he did not have the chance to retract. The sword with the same length had many weaknesses, such as retracting, resisting his armpits, etc.
Not only Xiaocao could not imagine such a result, but even Bai Qianlu, who was looking forward to Ike's appearance, felt that such a sword could defeat the young man with superb sword skills? Could it be... this guy wants to surrender? He is really disappointing.
Under everyone's attention, Ike knew that carrying this sword would cause a sensation. But what they didn't know was the three final elements of sword skills.
"Hey! Are you sure you want to use a strange sword like you to compete with me?" asked the young man from the West Country.
"Yes!" Ike replied in the same tone.
The boy from the West Country finally had an expression on his face, a particularly puzzled expression, and asked: "What's your sword... what's the name?"
"This sword is famous!" As soon as Ike said this, millions of people in the stands burst into laughter.
Even Lina, who was serious, smiled while covering her stomach, and Fia even knelt down in front of her sister, and she would laugh once when she remembered.
The judge held back his smile and said, "I will say the rules again. You are not allowed to use Qi Ling. If I think one of you is dead, I will stop it. Now it can be started."
The boy thought Ike was very powerful at first, but now he felt that comparing swords with him was an insult. He drew out his own sword and wanted to deal with Ike as quickly as possible.
The young man from the West Country jumped up lightly with his feet on the ground. He made a seemingly normal sword, but he stabbed Ike's heart. In addition, his feet had already landed on the ground and lit them again, preparing for the four moves of his backhand.
But unexpectedly, Ike held the sword in his left hand and carried it on his shoulder, his whole body slightly sideways, and the young man's sword was pressed against his Qima robe. The young man's sword failed and he wanted to use four exquisite sword skills in a row, but Ike couldn't raise his legs, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or intentional, and he tripped his feet.
Immediately afterwards, Ike seemed to lose his center of gravity and his forehead hit the boy's forehead. Not to mention the exquisite four swords, the boy stepped back five or six steps before he stood back again. This round, the people in the stands were silent.
Ike's sword never moved. The boy aimed at Ike's armpit and stabbed. At this distance and sword speed, Ike could not avoid it. What's more, the giant sword in his hand was so huge.
"It's over!" Qiuli spit out three words, and the result was expected.
But Ike didn't move, spread his right arm, and the sword penetrated directly into Ike's armpit. Then the boy picked up the arm that wanted to kill Ike, and the judge was ready to take action at this time.
But when he saw that Ike's confident eyes did not change, his right arm was raised high and pressed against his ear. While avoiding the thrilling sword, he began to rotate. While rotating, his left hand finally took the sword down and slashed it horizontally.
For such a change, the boy could only use a sword to block it. But he felt a powerful force and directly slapped him a few meters away. Ike's feet were fiercely stomping on the ground, and his confidence in his eyes became stronger.
As soon as the boy stood firm, he saw Eke rushing up and stabbing his heart with a sword. He reluctantly relied on his light body to avoid it. Instead of being as calm as he was against Qiuli, the reason was that Eke's giant sword was wide and large, so he could not use his steps to avoid it.
But he found that Ike's attack was not over. When Ike fell down, he rotated and swung his sword to create exquisite sword moves.
"Fantasy dance style! Use such a big sword to swing it out!" Qiuli couldn't believe his eyes, "Tianwu style? God-dance style? Jue dance style!"
The trick was so sophisticated that he had no loss of strength, and he also had confidence and overwhelming domineering aura. The boy who was facing the sword flew out with him and the sword.
"Odin Kingdom! Win!" The judges were stunned for a moment, and then announced that Ike had won.
The whole audience was as quiet as petrified. Only the loser responded. He grabbed the sword on the ground and shouted, "I'll kill you!"
"Ah?" Xiaocao in the stands was surprised to see that the players of the Western Frontier Country would actually lose control.
Ike suddenly turned around and swung his sword.
"when!"
With a pleasant sound, Ike, who was holding the sword in his left hand, waved his sword and touched the young man. The young man did not fly out, but the sword was broken and made two pieces.