Wang Wang's dream color

"You're... amazing."

After nearly half a day of hard fighting, Ying Nai panted slightly, looking at Shan Ze who climbed up from the ground again, her eyes sparkled.

Since the beginning of the game, when Shanze started to re-harden the ball for a long time, Ying Nao smelled something unusual.

She shook her head, and saw the slightly embarrassed girl on the opposite side get up and get up again, with a gleam of treasure-like light in her eyes.

Sakura is not allowed to use her dominant hand, nor is she allowed to use the ball. At the same time, Shanze is tied with a weight. At first glance, this is a coordinated balance of the strength of the two people, and the strength of the two can be adjusted. parity level.

But on closer inspection, this is not the case.

Sakura thought about it, and the racket in her hand swung horizontally, swinging away the swift track of the ball!

The heavy ball drew an extremely strong wind, and hit the faint blue halo suddenly, causing waves and ripples to rise in all directions.

Even if she doesn't have a dominant hand and doesn't use ball power, her strength will still be much higher than that of Shan Ze, who is still in the early stages of comprehension of ball power. Presumably Chu Ming also took this into consideration, and the standard she sets is knockdown rather than defeat.

But what surprised Sakurano about the seemingly simple arrangement was that besides Shan Ze's physical strength, which almost made her speechless, there were many more.

First of all, she panted slightly, and let the sweat wet her hair while running, Shanze's momentum... was so solid that she was surprised.

After many people have been forged, they can't wait to enter the stage of transformation and even devouring, constantly welcoming new forces and striving to hit the second-order barrier faster.

In contrast, it is indeed much easier to cross the three floors in the first order.

However, Sakura looked at the extremely pure blue halo on the opposite side, and her eyes were dim. After so long, Shanze still stayed in the stage of concentrating, and it seemed that she hadn't improved at all, but everyone who studied deeply would find that that A faint blue light...how tenacious and vigorous.

Really interesting people.

Hitting again and again failed to destroy the seemingly simple halo, Sakura smiled slightly, the ink in the eyes smudged, the man behind Shanze was really interesting.

"boom!"

Another stagger, Shanze half-kneeled on the ground a little exhausted, but Sakura who looked at the past was not much better.

Physical fitness is still her weakest point after waking up. She bent down slightly and smiled mockingly.

Shanze, who is strapped with four weights, has been running under the disadvantage until now, and he is actually on par with Sakurano, who is relaxed and in the upper hand. The real gap... can be seen.

Besides... Sakura panted, shook her aching head, and restrained the restless power in her body that would shout and make trouble if she was a little weak.

Since the last battle with Xia Luo, she took a risk and integrated it into her body, which was locked tightly before, and she faced more dangers, and she needed to be vigilant and firmer at all times .

For example, now, she struggled to straighten up, slapped horizontally amidst the restlessness of temptation and attack all over her body, and tried her best to resist.

She doesn't resist becoming one with it to temper her strength, but that doesn't mean that she compromises with it's desire...becoming a ghostly husk that sinks into the hell cave.

"what!"

Roaring softly... Sakura leaped forward to attack, looking at the soft but solid light blue color, ecstatically chasing and fighting back, she fell into a strange and blurred feeling for a while...

That is... It seems to be hitting with the original heart.. The wonderful feeling of the original source of thousands of strange balls..

Since she forged the ball, she has hardly continued for such a long time...to ask and explore other people's understanding with the original mood and skills, to face the original beginning...she also worked hard to condense the The memory screen of my strongest power...

Sakura's thoughts seemed to drift to an extremely far unknown place, she ran unrestrainedly, the faint pain and restlessness in her body... and the feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness disappeared at that moment——

A very mysterious feeling hit her body, pouring into her limbs and bone marrow...

Extremely soft, extremely strong...incomparably complex - purely pure...

"Bang!" "Crack!"

The brief feeling ended abruptly with a loud bang!

Sakura was suddenly awakened from that strange state, and she didn't have time to feel the exhaustion on her limbs and the feeling of weightlessness that was almost exhausted.

Following the prestige, she saw Shanze fell to the ground opposite, the halo in front of her was shattered layer by layer, looking up at her, there was an inexplicably complicated and pure... envy.

Ying Nao hadn't realized what she did in the end, she just struggled with the last sliver of strength she could hold on to her half-kneeling ground, and looked at the girl opposite who was uttering a few words feebly.

"it's over..."

Supporting the ground, Shanze shook his head, as if the last breath he had been holding on for all the time was also let out, the whole person swayed and fell limply to the ground, and passed out weakly.

"Okay. Your training today is over."

After a while, the door of the training ground was pushed open, and someone passed by Sakurano, the voice was still flat, only the gaze that glanced down was sharp enough to cut through the disguise.

Chu Ming kept walking to the opposite side of the fainted Shanze, bent down and stroked the girl's messy hair, gently hugged her in his arms, turned around, and glanced at the Sakura, who looked at her, didn't speak, and walked out the door in silence.

Sakura looked away at the gentle figure walking out of the venue with the treasure in her arms, smiled with interest, and the arc of the corner of her lips faded for a moment and then disappeared.

That feeling at the end...what is it...

After thinking for a while, she stood up slowly, the obscurity in her eyes was rendered... mottled by the light that spilled into the room.

The dark sky...accompanied by thunder and flashes that split the rain curtain...the various color blocks are confused, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers floating from afar, and the pale skirt is spinning in the light of the lightning burst ...Like a beautiful flower that blooms at the last moment before the tea leaves fade away...

The splashing blood was permeating the sky, and in the rain and fog that was getting bigger and bigger, he smelled an extremely wet and fishy-sweet intoxicating smell...

"Ahhh!"

The pale face that was out of control and distorted flashed before his eyes. He was confused for a moment, but he was pulled back suddenly in the desperate scream of that familiar voice... and instantly felt the tear from the bottom of his heart. like pain.

"Do not..."

Taking a sharp breath, he opened his eyes...the dark curtain on the bedpost was reflected in his eyes.

Not wanting to recall the nightmare that had haunted him for many years, he got up and pressed the bell at the head of the bed, lay back on the bed again, rubbed his chest that was still in pain, and stared at the veil pierced through the veil almost without thinking. The thin layer of moonlight lasted for a long time, and then slowly... very slowly sighed.

"Master..."

Alarmed by the bell in the middle of the night, Richard, who came soon after, was still neatly dressed. He looked at the person on the bed who was obviously awakened by the nightmare again, and hurriedly handed over the water glass and medicine, with worry in his eyes.

"Are you all right? Need a doctor?"

"No, I'm fine."

Sitting up, he took the medicine and took it with warm water. His deep voice was hoarse when he woke up, and there was a trace of discomfort and exhaustion.

"Take the unapproved documents to the study."

"Master, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Richard pushed the wheelchair on the side. Although he knew he couldn't persuade the person in front of him, he still persuaded him with some worry.

"The doctor told you to pay more attention to rest."

As he spoke, he glanced out the window where the crescent moon was still hanging high, and his worry was even more apparent in his voice.

"Look, it's still early morning."

"No need."

With Richard's help, he sat firmly in the wheelchair, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and had no intention of changing his mind.

"How did they discuss the operation?"

Hearing the question, Richard leaned over and answered while pushing the wheelchair towards the outside of the house.

"Considering the young master's recovery after several operations over the past few years, the doctors suggested after a comprehensive discussion that in a few months, a period of medical treatment should be performed first, and then the last operation will be performed."

After a pause, there was a hint of gratification in Richard's voice.

"As long as you cooperate with the follow-up treatment and rehabilitation, basically there will be no problems."

"Fastest, how long do you have to wait for surgery?"

Hearing Richard's report, his voice didn't fluctuate much, and there was even a trace of anxiety aroused by the nightmare...not well concealed in his tone.

"The soonest...about five months."

Richard's slightly hesitant voice came from behind him, he narrowed his eyes, brushed away the inexplicable light in his dark eyes, and did not speak again, only his face as delicate as a goblin was half hidden under the moonlight, making it difficult to discern.

"Hey! Ya! Let go!"

In the quiet courtyard in the early morning, a high-pitched roar suddenly sounded, startling the early-rising insects and birds.

"Let go? Once you let go, you'll run away like a fluttering bird again!"

"I'm not a prisoner... Oh! I'm going to talk to the teacher!"

"Let go of me! Don't pull me! Bastard!"

"Who am I talking about! Disturbing people so early in the morning!"

Sitting behind the tea table in the courtyard, Bai Shan slowly brewed a cup of clear tea, and watched the two Nagasaki brothers and sisters who were fighting and quarreling and rushed to the courtyard with a tiger face, feigning anger.

"Teacher! Look at him!"

Naliang shook off Chuan's hand holding her collar, and threw herself in front of Baishan with aggrieved face, but only heard him put down the teacup and make fun.

"Oh... Nana is willing to come back... Have a good time with your little boyfriend."

Turning to look at the dark-faced Nagasakigawa again, his tone was joking.

"Xiao Chuan, you finally found your lost sister... Really, congratulations, congratulations..."

"What a joy... What are you doing, old man? You've been arguing so early in the morning..."

An impatient loud voice was heard from far away. The Nagasaki brothers and sisters turned their heads in surprise, and saw the door on the corridor opened. A tall man in a crooked black kimono jumped down with clogs on his mouth. Rie kept mumbling.

Rubbing his messy hair, he didn't care who was with him, so he picked up the teapot in front of Baishan and poured a mouthful of tea, rinsed it in his mouth, turned his face, and spit it into the potted plant. Seeing Baishan's face was full of grief.

"Hey hey! My tea! My tea!"

"Minamijiro! I warn you! Stay away from my tea!"

The man looked at Baishan so angry that his beard was shaking, he jumped up and snatched the teapot back, sneered, and finally opened his sleepy and squinted eyes.

It was the samurai who crossed the ocean...and came to this dream continent again—Echizen Nanjiro.