Chapter 235 Female Agent Says We Are Professionals in Acting
Here he lamented the society, and another group of people who had been waiting for a long time also stared at him.
After receiving a signal from the staff that her identity had been verified, a young red-haired woman took a deep breath at the command of the operations leader to calm down, then straightened her black dress, waved her hair, and dragged it hard
My own D-level breasts.
Finally, she stepped on black high heels, took a standard cat walk, and with a professionally trained smile on her face, escorted by two "bodyguards" in black with guns, she swayed through the crowd and came to Alvin.
, leaned over and asked softly:
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Samuro?"
Although she looked calm on the surface, the female agent who was unfortunately chosen by her boss because of her appearance was in a panic.
There is no way, after all, whether in legends or anime and games, the sword master boss who has mastered the "Sword of Evil" is without exception a murderous demon and the king of psychosis.
Therefore, when facing someone, she even subconsciously hallucinated.
In a daze, the female agent seemed to see the other person and stared. Then she instantly took out a serrated long sword that was hidden somewhere. Without saying a word, she stabbed herself thirty-six times, returning the sword to avoid the vital part.
I didn't even take my clothes off...
But in fact, as a civilized person, Ivan would obviously not casually poke beautiful women outside.
So after looking her up and down, he nodded kindly.
"Yes, I am, what can I do?"
To be honest, he was so polite that the female agent almost didn't react.
However, the instinct that has been engraved in the bone marrow after long-term cultivation made this red-haired and black-eyed sexy beauty subconsciously maintain a smile and continue to say softly:
"Sir, my lady admires you very much, so she specially entrusted me to send you an invitation. I hope you can enjoy it tonight."
Taking out the golden invitation that still smelled of body temperature and perfume from the only place where the item could be held, the female agent bowed her head again with a respectful look and handed it over with both hands.
After confirming that Alvin took it, she raised her red lips, smiled charmingly, and left gracefully.
Of course, all this smoothness is actually a matter of calmness on the surface. The female agent's heartbeat is probably over 200 right now.
Because the moment she took out the invitation, someone exuded a ray of murderous intent in a malicious manner, causing the female agent who was already extremely sensitive to malice to almost pull out the gun on her thigh.
Of course, the female agent, who instantly thought of a terrifying woman behind her, held back her gaffe and managed to finish the scene.
"This female agent is no good. Her mental quality is far worse than Meng Jieke's."
Glancing at the beads of sweat that had begun to leak out on the other person's bare back in the black gauze skirt, Ivan smiled and put aside the invitation, which was actually inlaid with a layer of gold foil.
Then, ignoring the curious and jealous glances from the other players next to him, he raised his head and waved slightly to a position diagonally above his head.
"Interesting, have you discovered it? Could this be the telepathy of the legendary sword master?"
At this moment, the female correspondent who was standing in the observation room above the contestant waiting area in front of the one-way camouflaged glass couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when faced with the gesture that was obviously directed at her.
She had always felt that the so-called "Sword Master" in the legend, no matter how miraculous he performed, would eventually be unable to escape the framework of existing science.
No matter how many times a flesh and blood body is tempered, it is ultimately not as strong as steel.
No matter how sensitive the perception is, it is not as accurate as the all-round and technological scanning of sea, land and air.
Perhaps in the era of cold weapons that can run rampant in the world, a strong swordsman who suppresses a small country by one person will be in vain when faced with a loaded submachine gun.
However, the reality seemed to be slightly different from what she expected.
At least the extraordinary insight shown by the other party just now is not like something that humans can cultivate.
unless...
"Recheck the surroundings to see if there are any hidden eavesdropping and camera equipment, and the staff will also go through the psychological test again!"
This sentence successfully made the entire venue excited again, and the female commissioner then took a deep look at the man below.
Regardless, some things will be revealed tonight.
At that time, it will be up to you, me, everyone, or to change strategies and mobilize manpower for forced containment. It all depends on the performance of the other party...
"I hope... you won't disappoint me~"
Licking her red lips, the woman whispered.
The agents nearby, who had learned the other side's vicious tactics in the past three days, hurriedly lowered their heads when they saw this, pretending not to hear anything...
As the agents reorganized the staff, time passed slowly, and half an hour later, the game finally started.
Different from the municipal knockout competition, the provincial competition uses the "challenge system".
To put it bluntly, five arenas are divided into five arenas in the stadium. The contestants drawn with numbers 1 to 5 automatically become the ring champions. Then the remaining contestants enter the arena according to their serial numbers and choose one of the arenas to challenge.
The outcome of the battle is determined by whoever gets 10 kill points first or kills the enemy with one blow.
The winner is the new champion, and the loser is eliminated directly.
To be honest, this kind of competition system is very unfriendly to those who play first. After all, every fight will consume a lot of physical strength and energy, and even accumulate pain all over the body.
Even if the champion can get the privilege of pausing for 10 minutes for every game, it is still better than nothing.
But there is no way, who allows luck (or some forces off the court) to be considered a part of strength?
The cordial and sincere expression of Maple Leaf National Martial Arts Administration
——Don’t play if you’re unhappy!
Next, the 213 contestants selected in accordance with the "one hundred to one" audition rules from nine cities in the Northern Province began to draw lots on site.
Well, it was an electronic lottery, so Ivan was "very lucky" to draw number 1 and became the first contestant to enter the venue. In the eyes of others, he was the unlucky guy with a 100% elimination rate.
"Is this a help or a warning?"
Playing with the copper number plate that was very characteristic of the mining base in the northern province, Ai Wen sneered in his heart. After completing the preparations, he stepped onto the No. 1 arena very simply.
The next scene can only be described as "sweeping".
Holding the competition sword, he completely regarded the arena as a stage to show off his personal skills. In addition to directly turning it on when facing No. 6, allowing the wanton killing intent to firmly attract everyone's attention, he also used various top secret skills of different schools.
He also continued to display it.
Mostly due to the recent publicity, the audience, who were already very interested in him, were faced with clean and tidy kills again and again, and their fanatical shouts suddenly came one after another.
When the last top player also fell under Ivan's sword, no one dared to step onto Arena No. 1 anymore. Fanatic shouts and screams suddenly resounded throughout the entire arena.