Unlimited See the Ancient

A lightning bolt as thick as a bucket fell from the sky.

Directly turned the fake Edelweiss into a pile of ashes.

"It's defeated! Although it's a fake, the knight drawn by contestant Qin Mo actually defeated the strongest swordsman in the world!"

"Really? I feel like I'm dreaming!"

"Wonderful! Let's get rid of the opponent in one go!"

The audience was naturally very excited to see the world's strongest swordsman defeated, even if it was just a fake, and cheers immediately filled the entire arena.

"Look, is "Bizwing" really so fragile? "Qin Mo stared at Sarah.

That's definitely not Edelweiss, just like the Reinhardt in front of him is also fake.

They are just existences on paper drawn by Sarah and Qin Mo according to their own imagination.

Had they been on the field in person, the performance would have been very different.

At this moment Sarah felt the fear that she was going to lose.

She could no longer picture a being more powerful than Edelweiss.

"If you lose to me in this competition, you will never want to find me as a model for the rest of your life."

How can this kind of thing happen!

Her father's last painting of the messiah burning up the demons around him was poorly drawn and drawn.

It's no wonder that her father was unknown all his life, but she felt the heat in that painting, like a flame burning in embers.

Even though Sarah is already a world-famous painter, her painting skills and reputation far surpass her father.

But she still can't win him, she is really not reconciled!

From the moment she saw Qin Mo beheading Wallenstein that day, she felt that with Qin Mo as the prototype, she would definitely be able to create paintings that surpassed her father's.

Sarah believed that Qin Mo must be the most suitable person to be the master of demons, and she bet on her sensibility as a painter, so she firmly believed.

So she must not lose!

Since the false can't beat you, what about the real?

Sarah wants to draw the physical body of her soul, and she wants to vent that enthusiasm.

First of all, he should have arms as thick as a tree trunk, capable of clearing away all obstacles.

Then it is like a giant pillar to trample all the unreasonable with both legs.

Finally, the great sword of diamond will cut off everything that hinders him.

Muscles like steel, blood like magma, and blood-splattered attire can fully express its bravery and majesty.

Like an ancient sword fighter.

""Fantasy Caricature Mario Rosso"! "

A three-meter-tall sword fighter appeared on the field covered in blood.

"Qin Mo, let's have a showdown!"

"Yes, this is the truth that only belongs to you. Come back, Reinhardt."

Accompanied by Qin Mo's voice, the strongest sword master disappeared without a trace.

""Fantasy Caricature: The Sword of Promised Victory". "

Qin Mo grabbed the holy sword that appeared in the painting with one hand, and swung it towards the sword fighter opposite.

"Excalibur!"

The roaring beam instantly engulfed everything.

Sarah's Mario Rosso was reduced to confetti, and she fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken string.

"The match is over! Contestant Qin Mo won an overwhelming victory!"

The applause fell unreservedly on Qin Mo, the final winner.

"Damn! Did "Evil King's True Eye" still win in the end? "

Rina Kazeji just saw Stella who was about to leave.

"Princess Scarlet, are you leaving?"

"Yeah! There will be my game in a while!"

Stella smiled at Kazaki Rinna and left the auditorium.

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"Qin Mo! Even if I lose, I won't give up! You must be my model!"

Sarah, who was lying in the infirmary, spoke loudly.

"Yes, yes, whatever you want." Qin Mo said casually.

"By the way, how is the game going now?"