Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

In the dimly lit kendo dojo, surrounded by samurai dressed in uniform black attire.

Only one light, not very bright, illuminates the center.

The field is very open, enough for anyone to show their fists.

The warriors looked at Jia Xin, who was dressed plainly and had no aura of a strong man on his body, and couldn't help laughing and sneering in their hearts.

Of course, the members of the palace with the spirit of Bushido are not allowed to underestimate any opponent.

Their faces were very stern, and when they saw Jia Xin coming, they stood up neatly and saluted him.

If it was a normal person, just seeing this aura would make him shy away, and he couldn't help feeling frightened.

After all, the people who can watch the battle here are all the top masters in the palace, and the deterrent power exuded from them can make it difficult to breathe.

But a heartless person like Jia Xin would not be frightened by this scene, hehe smirked, leaped to the center of the dojo with his hands behind his back.

"You guys, can't you change the brighter light bulb when the guests come?"

Jia Xin asked in a deep voice, looking at the swaying light bulb hanging on the ceiling more than ten meters away, feeling ridiculous.

But none of the warriors standing around responded. They stood there with their heads held high, their faces full of sternness.

"Really, is your Hongri electricity bill very expensive?"

What responded to Jia Xin was still dead silence.

A deep voice like an ancient chime came from the dark place: "You are the first person to think that the lights in our dojo are dim, interesting."

There was a faint smile on Gong Keita's old face who came barefoot, and the wrinkles on his cheeks were squeezed together, but it still didn't damage the excited light in his eyes.

Because it's been a long time since anyone dared to challenge him.

The smile on Gong Guitai's old face was like a fox, and the treacherous air was born spontaneously.

"Greetings!"

The warriors who were still pretending to be dumb just now bowed deeply to Gong Guitai, and the arrogance they had just faced Jia Xin was gone.

"Your Yan Guo dialect is quite good." Jia Xin laughed.

"After all, I went to Yan Country when I was young, and I studied hard for several years because of the mission at that time.

I do miss my friends who were sleeping in Yan Kingdom... It is a regret in my life that I failed to bring their dead souls back to Red Sun. "

Gong Guitai sighed with emotion, a trace of pain appeared in his eyes.

"Want to know why the dojo keeps using such dim lights?"

"I don't want to know." Jia Xin shook his head decisively.

Gong Guitai paused, never thought that Jia Xin would be so calm.

Still want to stop pretending to be yourself?

The old man forced himself to pretend, and continued to take steps, with a gloomy tone:

"It's because I don't want my opponent to clearly see my blood splattered on the dojo. That seems too cruel. It can also be understood that it is the kindness of the strongest man in the world."

"Hey! I said he didn't want to know anymore, you old man is still babbling endlessly."

Jia Xin really convinced this self-righteous Hongri man.

After living for so long, I have never seen such a thick-skinned guy.

Finally on the dojo, Gong Keita raised his skinny palm: "Sit!"

Like well-trained soldiers, the warriors knelt and sat on the ground in neat movements.

"You are my [-]th challenger, and I sincerely thank you for achieving my [-] victories."

"Tell me, I can satisfy you with one condition. Or give you three tricks, or give your family a huge sum of money after you die...As long as you propose, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Gong Keita put his elbow on the ghost cut around his waist, and stretched out a finger: "Of course, there can only be one. Don't be greedy."

He couldn't feel any sense of danger from Jia Xin in front of him.

As long as the combat power is strong, the senses will be very keen.

You can tell a person's true strength almost at a glance.

The guy in front of him seemed too weak to be vulnerable, Gong Keita didn't take him seriously at all.

Solving him is just a matter of one move.

"Oh, then you should ask someone to change the lamp. I am getting old and my eyesight is not very good."

Gong Keita: "..."

Someone was sent to replace a lamp, and the whole dojo was illuminated.

Gong Guitai also saw Jia Xin's appearance clearly.

Although he was tall and straight, his benevolent appearance did not reveal any strength at all.

Gong Guitai held the devil tightly on the handle of the knife in his hand, and turned it gently.

"This knife is called Guiziqie."

The devil is under the control of Gong Keita.

"The blade is so sharp that it can cut through everything in the world. It is a true murder weapon. The souls cut off by devils can almost fill the entire hell..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Jia Xin still had his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Hmph, whatever. It's just that this battle will be very boring."

A skinny hand rests on the handle of the knife.

Chong...

The sharp sound of unsheathing resounded throughout the dojo.

I saw that Gong Guitai had already turned around, and made a movement of retracting the knife in his hand.

A white light flashed, followed by Jia Xin's tragic screams.

Jia Xin's whole body was split in half obliquely at some point, and blood gushed out onto the gray floor.

His eyes were full of horror and incomprehension.

"Hey...boring. The [-]th challenger loses!"

Just when Gong Guitai felt bored and was about to leave step by step, Jia Xin's voice sounded.

"The speed of the knife is a little slower."

Gong Guitai's eyes widened in surprise, and he turned his head slowly, seeing Jia Xin still standing where he was, looking at him with those small eyes, seeming to be joking.

"how is this possible?"

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Gong Gui was shocked.

What happened was too weird.

The person who fell on the ground was not Jia Xin, but someone from his palace.

How did Jason do it?

The samurai sitting around were all solemn and stunned.

Obviously seeing Jia Xin being beheaded by the president, how did the body turn into someone else?

"how did you do it?"

"The guy who claims to be the strongest man in the world is presbyopic, right? That's why he doesn't even know who he cuts off."

Jia Xin pointed at his neck, showing a playful smile: "I'm sure, cut here. The knife must be fast, otherwise I won't be able to cut off my head."

"Don't be noisy, I will satisfy you naturally."

"Aim at your neck..."

Gong Keita exuded an aura of horror all over his body, and the strong murderous aura made everyone present shudder.

Pull out the devil cut completely, aiming the blade at Jia Xin's throat.

"Behead!"

In the shadow of the sword, light and sword, a line of blood spewed out, and a head was cut off and flew into the air.

Gong Guitai turned his wrist lightly, and threw the blood stains on the knife to the ground. Looking at the blood stains on the ground, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"This time there will be no more mistakes."

The headless body slowly collapsed on the pool of blood, splashing blood all over the sky.