On the high platform, Esdeath's attention was entirely on the man in black robe.

"Lan, go check that person's identity." She said, "We must find out during the break in the arena."

"good."

Lan immediately retreated.

It's not difficult to do this.

Because the members participating in the Tokyo Civil Martial Arts Competition all have their real names.

Even though the man in black robe is hiding his identity now, he must not cover his face when competing.

The key is how to quickly find out that person's information.

After all, there are hundreds of people participating in the competition, and it would take a lot of time to compare them page by page.

There was constant noise in the auditorium, and almost everyone was discussing the upcoming decisive battle.

As for who they think is better, Lu Ye or the man in black robe, the odds of the betting match have said everything.

The man in black robe left a too ferocious impression on the audience. While he defeated his opponent, he did not cause any huge damage to the opponent, they were just superficial injuries that could take some time to recover...

If that's all it is.

The key is that no matter who the opponent is, he can accurately control the strength to prevent the opponent from being seriously injured, and at the same time push him all the way.

This kind of behavior is equivalent to controlling the scores in the exam, and you must be very strong in order to do so.

Therefore, the man in black robe not only won the favor of the masses, but also proved his strength.

Looking back at the road leaves.

After each competition, although I won, it was not that exciting.

What the masses only care about is how exciting the competition is, in other words, how eye-catching it is.

It's very simple to attract the attention of these melon-eating crowds, just create a shocking aura.

No matter how bad it is, the two sides will fight each other with bloodshed, and they can just march forward like the men in black robes.

But in the eyes of these guys, Lu Ye's battle was just average. In their eyes, the game process was nothing more than two people fighting back and forth with knives and sticks. In the end, Lu Ye suddenly defeated his opponent. There was no earth-shattering result.

The momentum is not as powerful as when he kicked off the horns of a foreign nation.

"Seriously, who is going to vote for that guy named Lu Ye?" Someone said, "Even if you win, you won't make much money!"

"Haha, you think everyone is a fool!"

"Hey, my requirements are not high. I'll be satisfied if I earn two packs of cigarettes."

"Vulgar, I'm the only one who cares about whether the next game is good or not," someone said, "That Luye won't just give up to the guy in black like those people before... How boring is that?"

"Haha, I think it's almost the same. After all, the guy wearing a respirator lost."

"You know him?"

"I don't know. Are you from the countryside? That hood and mask are clearly the ones who burned down the troops in the imperial capital!"

"What, are they the troops that go to the battlefield to perform special tasks? They actually defeated such an elite!!"

"...Who is that man in black robe?"

Suddenly, someone interrupted me.

"Hey, it seems I'm not too late, so who... can you tell me what's going on now?"

The speaker is a man with silver-white single-length ponytail hair. Two bangs hang down in front of his small green pupils. There are deep cross scars on his face. He is also wearing a super short tight white top and a slightly longer tights.

pants.

Next to him was a little girl wearing a Lolita skirt, but her face was slightly pale.

"Damn it, who the hell are you? Can you speak?" The person being pointed out suddenly became unhappy.

"Oh, brother, let me tell you something!"

Before the white-haired man could say anything, the little girl next to him suddenly jumped over, hugged the man tightly like a koala, and buried her head in his neck, as if she was coquettishly coquettish.

When the man saw such a beautiful little girl, he lost most of his anger.

However, just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly twitched.

However, this strange behavior did not attract the attention of the people around him, because he immediately spoke out what the white-haired man wanted to know, but his voice was slightly hoarse.

After getting what you want to know.

The little girl jumped off the man, helped him sit on the seat, and helped him put on his hat, looking very affectionate.

"Thank you, brother."

She covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, inadvertently wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.

The man just waved his hands feebly, lowered his head and sat in his seat, as if he was asleep.

"The view here is not very good. Let's walk to higher ground." The white-haired man said.

When the two reached the high point of the amphitheater, the white-haired man suddenly laughed.

"Hey, it seems that boy Lu Ye has really come this far... his strength should not be underestimated."

"If possible, I really want to skin him personally! Let him suffer the most cruel suffering!"

The girl's previously sweet face suddenly became fierce and distorted into something more humanoid.

These two people are none other than Sheila and Dotya.

"Don't worry, you will have a chance soon after that kid's hands are cut off." Sheila said, "With our Imperial General taking action personally, this 'danger factor' will be eliminated. After that, we only need to

Then get rid of the two thorns in the side, the hunters and the night raids, and everything will fall into place."

"Then the experimental products I worked so hard to create will come in handy..."

"You're right, this country has been rotten for too long, and those guys have been sitting on top for long enough. It's time for a big shakeout."

Sheela looked down at the arena from a high place, feeling that the people below were like pigs.

And he will replace his father and become the new person to rule these livestock.

Suddenly, Silla raised her eyes and looked at the highest viewing platform.

Looking at the slim figure wearing a white military uniform, he couldn't help but lick his lips.

I have tasted so many and killed so many women...

But if you can't conquer that woman,

You can't "stab" her body while squeezing her neck and listening to her dying cries.

Then his life is not perfect.

Sheila still remembers when he first met Esdeath,

He was still a teenager at that time, but he was also attracted by Esdeath.

But in front of Esdeath.

But he lost the value of his noble status as the son of a minister...

For the first time, he was stepped on in dirty muddy water mixed with the stench of feces and blood, and he could still feel the soreness of the boots being twisted hard on his temples.

He still remembers the pain and humiliation in his mind.

The girl's voice can still be clearly recalled to this day.

"What a stupid person. I don't mind if you use force, but after failing, you still want to use your status to suppress me. Not only do you have no character, but your brain seems to be sick... You brought me here

There is no one else in this alley, and all your friends were killed by me. If there is no one around you, I can kill you and leave the city, and then come back after a few years..."

"My father...my father is..."

"As expected of a guy who has no brains, if he was really worried about you, he wouldn't let you run around alone without worry, without even being stepped on by me, without anyone to protect you...

...You are just a piece of flesh that he had with a woman, and you really think you are a treasure?"

As a girl, Esdeath was cold, and her pig-like gaze was like a knife, piercing deeply into his heart.

Although you are the son of a minister.

But apart from money, he had nothing.

He didn't know who his mother was, and even the ministers met him very rarely.

The only wealth he had was the lowest level of care from his father, who was a minister.

Just like humans for domestic animals, they don't need any care, they just need to feed them.

And the value of that little money to the minister is simply a grain of rice in his rice bowl... not even as good as...

So the young Sheila spent her whole day wandering around the imperial capital, recruiting a bunch of gangsters from the city with a little money, and got into all sorts of bad habits.

Time has passed, and even Esdeath has forgotten this incident, but Sheila always remembers it.

Not only remember, but also hold grudges.
To be continued...