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"Don't you want me to join the conservatives? Yes!"

"If you win next, I will agree to join the conservative faction as you wish."

"But if you lose..."

He turned around abruptly, glanced at the black-haired man in front of him, and said coldly: "From now on, you are not allowed to get close to Mei, can you do it?"

He knew how harsh his demands were.

A young man in his twenties wants to defeat him, a master swordsman who has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years?

Just kidding.

So he planned to propose to join the conservatives after Ren Yu's fiasco.

When that time comes, the other party will definitely not refuse.

In this way, I can not only get out successfully, but also get rid of the guys who have bad intentions for my daughter.

This is simply a feat.

Thinking of this, Leiden Ryoma even felt a lot better.

He seemed to have seen the scene where he would beat up this brat next.

"..."

On the other side, Ren Yu's face was a little weird, and he tentatively asked in an uncertain tone: "You want to compete with me? Seriously?"

"Yes! If you are afraid, you can turn around now,

But correspondingly, I, Raiden Ryoma, will never join your conservatives from now on! "

He said decisively.

What Leiden Ryoma looks down on the most is the kind of guy who is strong on the outside but capable on the inside and has a good mouth.

Conservatives would send this kind of guy to meet themselves.

snort!

It's better for this guy to take a few more tricks from himself, otherwise, don't blame him for not giving Wadrin face!

"I'm not afraid, since you want to compare, then come."

Ren Yu shook his head with a smile, walked to the end of the aisle, and put his palm on it.

Soon, the machine recognized his identity, and the cell where Raiden Ryoma was located made a dull metal crash, the ground cracked, and a small elevator rose.

"Please, Raiden Ryoma-dono."

Ren Yu nodded, signaling him to take the elevator leading to the arena on the lower floor.

After a few minutes.

In the arena.

Both Ren Yu and Leiden Ryoma came to this place.

At the same time, inside the prison.

"It's started! Someone has entered the arena again!"

A certain Tsarist Russian face had obvious features, and the muscular man with a shaved head yelled loudly when he saw the screen on the wall light up.

Soon, other prisoners in this large cell also surrounded him, their excited expressions couldn't be concealed at all.

"Hit! Hit hard! Better beat one of them to death!"

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you don't beat someone to death!"

"I think you should save yourself, the prison guards will never let this happen to the dead."

"Hey, people have to think about it, what if?!"

The uproar continued.

These Siberian prisoners are generally very irritable, and they really like the fist-to-hand method of solving problems in the arena. They can't wait for someone to fight a few times every day, so as to add a little fun to their boring prison life.

"Is this the fight?"

On the other hand, the prison guards who led Ren Yu to the prison were also very surprised.

Didn't the officer just say that he was going to visit relatives?

Why do you have to fight the prisoner to the death in a blink of an eye?

Thinking of this, the accomplice next to him quickly patted his friend on the shoulder and shouted: "Hurry up and report to that crazy woman Cocolia, we can't stand it if something happens!"

"oh oh!"

Not just them.

In the prison, some sleeping prisoners were also awakened by the cheers. They were quite complaining at first, but when they heard that there was a play to watch, they became very excited instantly.

"Raiden Ryoma? Isn't he the executor? Why are you going to the arena?"

At this time, some "senior prisoners" recognized the identity of the middle-aged man, and their expressions were very puzzled.

You know it's an executor.

This kind of big man went to prison just as a formality, and when the time came, he was released to do whatever he wanted.

But now someone wants to challenge him in the arena?

Looks like it's still a swordsmanship competition?

After thinking of another identity of Raiden Ryoma, these people suddenly found things interesting.

It is said that laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way. Raiden Ryoma is the master of the "Northern Star One-Sword Style".

Those who can compete with him in sword skills must naturally be masters.

His eyes fell on the opposite side of Leiden Ryoma, and he saw the young man on the field who was also holding a wooden knife.

Some prisoners in the prison who had studied swordsmanship couldn't help but shook their heads again.

Too unprofessional!

This young man's knife-holding action is simply eye-catching.

No matter how you look at this posture, it doesn't look like an ordinary person who has learned swordsmanship, holding a knife and pretending to be aggressive.

I'm afraid that if you just find a sword gym and invite a few novices who have learned swordsmanship for a few days, they will easily defeat him.

What's more, with the "Northern Star One-Sword Style", he has become famous internationally and is honored as the great swordsman?

At this time, Raiden Ryoma was also very puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at Ren Yu's movement of almost using the wooden knife as a stick, Leiden Ryoma couldn't help frowning.

I was even thinking in my heart.

—Did I guess wrong?

When he was in prison just now, he felt a trace of sword intent in Ren Yu, thinking that he was a child of a big family in Shenzhou who specialized in sword training, and he began to test it out.

But looking at it now, Raiden Ryoma wondered if there was something wrong with his perception.

"Me? I'm getting familiar with this weapon."

Ren Yu waved the wooden knife in his hand, and responded without raising his head.

Chapter 151 Is It Wrong To Laugh?

"Familiar with weapons?"

Hearing these inconsequential words, Raiden Ryoma was puzzled.

His two wooden knives are made according to the size and weight of real knives, and the specifications are also the most common ones.

It stands to reason that as long as you have practiced swordsmanship, you will be familiar with it.

It's getting weirder and weirder!

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the failure of this young man is already a foregone conclusion.

Want to fuck my daughter?

Dream about you!

Leiden Ryoma took a deep breath, picked up another wooden knife beside him, and trotted towards the ring.

Da da da……

While running, Raiden Ryoma was also familiarizing himself with his current physical condition.

He has not practiced for two or three years, nor has he practiced swordsmanship with others.

Slow movement is inevitable.

"What is he going to do?"

When a group of prisoners were watching this "big show" in the arena.

I saw Leiden Ryoma, who was quickly approaching the ring, stomped hard with his right foot!

Snapped!

Afterwards, he took advantage of his strength in the eyes of everyone, and instantly soared into the air like a vigorous hawk, and the height of his jump even exceeded the three-meter-high gladiatorial arena.

Boom!

In the end, the thunder dragon horse landed steadily, the long knife in his hand didn't even shake, and he still had the energy to wave to Ren Yu in the audience.

In the audience, after Ren Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but twitched his lips.

Old stuff, quite coquettish!

The previous stage was so pretentious, so what?

He thought for a while, and the same backflip rose from the ground, leaping onto the ring across a distance of tens of meters.