This picture is like a dream, but it is extremely real.
Underneath the Blackstone Castle, it is like a group of demons dancing around.
The winner is roaring.
The loser is also roaring.
At this time, the most real data of the two sides of the battle were given on the screen in front of them.
Saro punched an astonishing frequency of seven times per second.
And the most powerful momentum reached an infinitely desperate approach of 4,000 kilograms.
Such a fast frequency and such a terrifying punch, it is unimaginable how a person can do it.
This is not the data that an ordinary person should have.
Saro's data completely breaks all the black fist records.
This guy is not a so-called super warrior who has been transformed, right?
Su Mu's data made everyone confused.
because……!
No.
That's right, all the data given later is not specific data, but an English word.
unknown.
What is unknown?
That is, nothing is unknown.
You should know that this set of monitoring equipment is the most sophisticated analytical instrument in the world today.
The losers all had pale faces, and beads of sweat the size of beans on their faces kept falling down.
And the guy who won was out of control.
If it weren't for the security on site, these people wouldn't know what crazy things could be done.
Under the Shinto Headquarters, the head of the Hei family became extremely ugly.
Ping Zhengsheng beside him was even more like a backbone being pulled away.
"how so?"
"No! Absolutely not."
"Damn it!"
"I...I lost!"
Tairamasaki suddenly jumped up.
He pointed at Tokugawa Takahoku was about to say something.
But the head of the family next to him suddenly had a look of pain on his face, and then slowly covered his chest with his hands and slowly fell down.
Before he could find trouble for Tokugawa Takayoshi, he immediately rushed to support the head of the family, and several people around him carried the person down.
The head of the Genji family looked at Tokugawa Takahoku thoughtfully, shook his head, and a complicated emotion flashed in his eyes.
Tokugawa Takahoku got up very simply and then made an action towards Fujiwara Koyukihime.
Fujiwara Koyuki got up and disappeared in a flash.
When the head of the Genji family saw this action, his face changed directly.
But Tokugawa Takahoki turned his head and looked at him.
The head of the Genji family had no choice but to nod slightly and said mutely:
"I won't do anything."
Tokugawa Takahoku's face, which was originally extremely majestic and serious, slowly added a sneer:
"You can do something, too."
The head of the Genji family bowed deeply:
"Please convey my sincerity."
Tokugawa Takahoku glanced at the other party again, turned around and walked out.
The underground arena hall is already in chaos.
However, Charles sat down slowly, looking extremely calm.
His fingers were gently tapping on the handrail, both lightly and heavy.
Boss, as you wish.
And Su Mu had already disappeared from the arena.
Everything on the ring has nothing to do with him.
As for the money you win, naturally someone will deal with it.
Good show, it's just now.
As soon as he came out, he met Fujiwara Koyukihime.
When Xunji saw him again, a hint of fear and admiration flashed across her face and she bent down deeply.
Su Mu said directly:
"Take me to take a shower."
"Hi!"
Xunji immediately got up, took a quick step, took Su Mu into a secret passage, and then entered an elevator.
The elevator that Su Mu took was a world of difference when he got off, and it was extremely luxurious.
Obviously, when the big guy got off, he took this private elevator.
In a few minutes, Su Mu came out of the elevator and saw an extremely luxurious super hot spring bath.
There is a crater, and there are actually hot springs.
Japan's hot springs are world-famous, and the most high-quality hot springs are among the crater of Mount Fuji.
When Su Mu entered, more than a dozen young women with beautiful national beauty immediately knelt down together.
He didn't even look at it, and 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 is the most comfortable bath that Su Mu has ever taken in such a long time.
Time passes by minute by minute.
It took him half an hour later to walk out of the bathroom.
Wrapped in a bathrobe and when he went out, Fujiwara Koyuki took the more than ten maids before, and waited at the door.
Every maid holds a tray in her hands.
On the tray is a stack of extremely neat and luxuriously made pure black clothes.
These maids, in terms of figure, appearance, or professional qualities, are not inferior to the palace maids of the Zhu family, and they are even better than those of them.
Obviously, their identities will not be simple. They must be from a noble family to be qualified to become Shinto maids.
What these maids hold is the most authentic and traditional kimono.
This set of kimono is called - Manfu Hayao.
It consists of four parts: robe, object, feather weave, and span.
Only when attending the most grand occasions, Japanese noble men dress like this.
If you are not a noble, you are not qualified to wear it.
Su Mu felt a pain in his mouth.
Because of this shabby thing, he had to wear it today.
The most nonsense is that if he really wears it authentically, he can't even wear his big silk shorts.
because……!
You can't wear shorts when wearing a kimono, you must have a loincloth.
But Su Mu pulled off the bath towel on his body.
Fujiwara Koyuki subconsciously closed her eyes with a red face, but found that Su Mu had a pair of snow-white shorts on her body.
She was a little stunned.
Looking at Su Mu, Yukiji stammered:
"District... Your Highness, this is not possible! Please don't... like this."
Su Mu glared:
"Talk, hurry up."
If you tie the owner's crotch cloth, only the closest maid is qualified.
Obviously, Fujiwara Koyukihime is this character today.
Unfortunately, Su Mu didn't give her a chance at all.
A group of maids surrounded him silently, and his gentle little hands kept putting on Su Mu in various cumbersome clothes.
Soon, a complete set of patterned Fu Haori Shikari came onto Su Mu's body.
There must be family patterns on the Hayao, but Su Mu is not from Japan, so his patterns are golden chrysanthemum patterns that are exclusively used by the royal family.
This set of patterned Fuwuori Hachi is obviously specially made based on Su Mu's figure.
After the maid sorted out everything, Fujiwara Koyukihime was completely stunned when she looked at Su Mu again.
If I hadn't known Su Mu's true identity, Xunji would have regarded Su Mu as the real nobleman of the Japanese royal family.
She was born from the Fujiwara clan and was herself the top super noble in Japan.
Even in front of the royal princes, she basically maintains basic etiquette.
In terms of status, they are almost the same.
But Su Mu gave her a feeling of being up to the mountains.