mandatory military uniform

I saw two figures, one black and one white in the center of the field, counterattacking each other under the attack. For a while, the two figures stuck to each other were indistinguishable. Everyone's breathing was caught by the endless "ding ding" sound snatched away.

However, as time went on, the initial form changed.

Maybe other people can't see it, but Ling Tianen can still clearly perceive that with the exhaustion of physical strength, Emio, who was mainly attacking at the beginning, gradually slowed down his violent attack before, while he used to focus on defense. The main town, at this time, fully grasped the rhythm of the entire duel, and began to change from defensive to offensive, looking for Emio's flaws, and launched a sneak attack.

"what!"

Covering his mouth, there was an exclamation from the officials on the federal side.

But seeing Emio, who was wearing a black swordsmanship uniform, forced Zhen, who was wearing a white swordsmanship suit, to the corner of the field with a fierce offensive before his physical strength was completely exhausted, and increased the strength of his hands, constantly exerting pressure on the opponent, trying to force the opponent Abandon the sword, and then simply cut it off.

"Look, Major General! Your Highness is about to win!"

Already slurring his speech with excitement, and rubbing his hands in excitement, Rose still hoped that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would win.

"town……!"

Seeing Zhen being forced into a corner by Aimio, Ling Tianen's heart was in his throat.

Although I know that even this does not mean that the town will lose to Emio, but seeing that the town is in crisis, Ling Tianen pushes away the officials who stand in front of him without saying a word, intending to rush into the arena to end this absurdity competition.

"Ling...Major General Ling, what are you doing?!"

"You can't go in, Major General Ling!"

"Step aside!"

Seeing in shock that Ling Tianen was too lazy to talk nonsense and wanted to open the wire gate of the competition venue, the officials of the empire ran over to persuade him in shock.

"Danger, danger, Admiral!"

"Major General, you can't interfere with the game!"

"Get out of here!"

"..."

With such a big commotion outside the arena, it is naturally impossible not to hear or not to see it in the arena. Seeing Ling Tianen disregarding the obstruction of the officials and trying to push open the wire door, the Yinglan eyes under the black swordsmanship hood quickly flashed a trace of anger .

By now.

Are you really worried about this guy's safety?

Can you ignore me at all, Ling? !

"Humph."

Feeling that Emio's emotions were affected, he uncontrollably slowed down his strength. It was just an opening for him to take advantage of, the corners of his lips under the fencing helmet curled mockingly.

——See clearly now, brat, Ling is mine in the first place!

It didn't mean to act according to the script at all. With the angle getting more and more biased, he withdrew the sword with a "ding" sound, threw off Emio's offensive, and stabbed Emio's chest in one fell swoop with strength. .

"—!"

The breath of the audience was suffocated. The imperial officials who were still gathered by the wire gate to prevent Ling Tianen from entering and hindering His Royal Highness the crown prince's victory all stopped their movements and stared blankly at the rapidly changing situation in the arena. His Highness the Crown Prince received a sword from this tricky angle.

"Amyo..."

Seeing Aimio being cornered by the crowd with wide eyes, Ling Tianen also stopped opening the wire gate, and looked at the venue without blinking.

I don't know what the result will be if this sword is stabbed smoothly, but Ling Tianen's breathing still stagnates unknowingly with the reversal of the situation on the field.

He didn't want Zhen to be injured, so, did he really want Emio to lie on the ground covered in blood?

No.

Not at all!

(It seems that Ling doesn't care about me as much as you imagined.)

As if feeling Ling Tianen's nervousness, a gleam of brilliance flashed in her bright blue eyes, and Emiou satirically stared at the gloomy Zhen through the sword mask.Florence, however, still didn't dare to be careless, barely brushing against the slashed sword edge, narrowly avoiding the sword.

"call……"

The heart that was on the verge of stagnation resumed its blood supply and began beating slowly, Ling Tianen let out a sigh of relief without even noticing it.

And watching His Royal Highness the crown prince pass by the ghost gate, some timid imperial officials were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground.

With the end of this short round of back and forth, the two of them returned to the field again, and the two swords that did not give in to each other fought more intensively.After completing the preliminary test of the opponent's strength, the subsequent offensives of both sides were obviously bolder and more vicious than before. Almost swords and swords stabbed at each other's weak points, making everyone present nervous and out of breath.

"Ding!"

It was another round of confrontation. The two swords, regardless of superiority or inferiority, were presented to the cross and firmly pressed against each other. The strength of both of them was tense to the limit. Whoever withdraws his strength first will inevitably be stabbed by the opponent's sword tip.

"It's you who should get out!"

"You are, brat!"

Vigorously throwing off Emio's attack, Zhen Yijian stabs at Emio who is following up again.

"Ling is mine, and no one can take it away. There is no room for you to speak here, so you should wake up!"

Ding.

There was a burst of bright sparks between the sword and the sword.

"Really?"

Dodging Zhen's attack, Emio swung his sword towards Zhen.

"The one who is really an eyesore is you!"

ding ding.

Increased strength to confront Emio's approaching Western sword, but the force of the sudden dislocation shocked Zhen and Emio's tiger's mouth, and the huge force caused the two Western swords to fly almost at the same time go out.

"This……"

Looking at the two swords flying out at the same time, all the officials outside the arena were in a cold sweat.

Is this... a tie in this situation?

however.

Without waiting for the peripheral officials to react.inside.

Looking indifferently at the flying western sword, Emio turned his head, took off his fencing helmet and threw it on the ground, then suddenly punched Zhen in the face.

"You old bastard!"

"Little boy with half-haired hair!"

Throwing aside the fencing helmet, Jin punched Emio in the face without saying a word.

Before the officials could breathe a sigh of relief because of the draw, the two men who had dropped their swords began to fight hand-to-hand with no regard for their faces under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"You... entangled bastard!" Dodging the opponent's attack, he punched him.

"Do you think this is what you, an old monster, are qualified to say?" Kicking away the opponent's fist, Emio attacked the empty door exposed by the opponent.

"An old monster like me? You'd better clear my mind, brat, Ling is mine, and you are nothing!"

"Very well, I see, you are the one who is not clear-headed. Now... I will make you clear-headed, old monster!"

They stared dumbfounded at the development of the situation in the arena. They had never imagined that the situation would turn into such a situation. Officials from both sides watched in shock as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Empire and the [War Emperor] of the Federation. There was no image at all. into a ball.Everyone was so shocked by the incredible scene in front of them that they didn't want to stop it at all.

"........."

Gritting his teeth and looking at the two on the playing field, Ling Tianen clenched his fists into a "cluck".

enough!

He has had enough!

Since three days ago, these two bastards willfully ignored his dissuasion and insisted on fighting to the death. Now it is this street fight again, which is either you die or I die. fun? !

"Stop it! You two bastards are two hundred and fifty!"

He kicked on the wire door unbearably, but Ling Tianen yelled angrily at the surrounding officials who were stunned.

"If you really want to die, give me a gun! Immediately fulfill you! Now, stop everything!!"

Looking at the two men in the venue who obviously heard his words but were still at loggerheads, Ling Tianen turned his head angrily.

"Where's the key?!"

"Key, key?" What key?

Having no idea what the major general was talking about, the officials from both parties who had already been overwhelmed by Ling Tianen's aura looked at each other in horror.

He was talking about the key to the wire door!

Looking annoyed at this group of pig-like officials, Ling Tianen walked up to Ross who was also standing there in a daze, pulled out the weave gun from Ross's waist, and aimed a few shots at the keyhole of the wire door.

Bang bang bang!

After breaking the lock of the wire door into a sieve, Ling Tianen rushed into the venue.

"Stop it all! You bastard!"