Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

After saying this, Bai Yu couldn't find any excuse to refuse.

Melusina also came closer and said: "I know Bai Huaian. He has such a stubborn temper that he can't pull back ten cows. He dares to say a few words directly to grandpa. If he is really injured and goes into the ring, it will really be a disaster." It will be carried down."

"Real or false?" Bai Yu didn't believe it: "Is there such a stubborn person in this world?"

"Yes..." Melusina grabbed Bai Yu's ears: "Smelly brother, if you don't obey me and continue to be stubborn, sister said something ugly, if Bai Huaian disappears later, you still I have to be responsible for carrying his coffin.”

"..."

Bai Yu's expression is wonderful.

Is this suppression by seniority?

Bai Huaian and Bai Potian are from the same generation, and Bai Hewu and Bai Shenshang are from the same generation.

Even if you die, you still have to bear me down?

Blanch.

Bai Yu rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, okay, I'll go... But grandpa, keep your word. Once you finish the ring and pay homage to the ancestors of the Bai family, this matter will be over."

Bai Hewu said with a smile: "You must defeat the duel agent first."

Bai Yu only smiled lightly.

Bai Hewu turned his head and said, "Girl Mei Lu, how come this guy is so young and so arrogant than Bai Potian back then? Is that okay?"

Melusina folded her arms, showing the coldness and arrogance of the female president: "Not to mention being a duel agent, even the entire joint defense hall combined is not qualified to carry my brother's shoes."

……

At this time, the two guards were still in a tense confrontation.

Bai Huaian made up his mind to go to the ring and kill someone.

For that breath.

After he recovered for a while, he got up.

At this time, Sydfield on the ring said: "I can wait for you for half an hour."

However, the person in charge was not happy with what the United Guard said. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Sydfield say again: "If you have any objections, I will give up this battle."

The people from the United Health Hall stopped talking.

Bai Huaian did not respond to this kindness. He decided to go to the ring first.

However, the breath in his chest was instantly dissipated by a sudden slap in the face.

At some point, a young man stood beside him and patted his back gently with his right hand.

Then Bai Huaian fell straight on his back.

"who?"

Everyone in the Longhu Guard Hall gathered around.

Several people helped Bai Huaian, who couldn't move, and pinched him. They couldn't see the slightest reaction. They were shocked and angry, "What did you do?"

"The wounded just lie down."

In front of everyone, Bai Yu crossed the space and reached the ring in one step.

Everyone's eyes were dazzled. The person who was in front of them one moment, the next moment the voice came from behind.

"The last one is mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene went crazy, and everyone present was a little stunned.

On the one hand, Bai Yu was too young, and on the other hand, they had never seen this young man before and couldn't figure out who he was.

And the next sentence.

"My surname is Bai."

"The sky is white."

He spoke Daxia dialect, which the Bai clan people could understand.

This sentence was like dropping a stone in a turbulent pool, causing everyone's emotions to fluctuate.

Bai Potian is really well-known among the Bai family. Looking at the hundreds of years of Bai family history, there is only such a saint.

As a descendant of the Bai family, and related to the saint, even if they are distant blood relatives, who has never imagined that he can ascend to heaven?

Bai Potian didn't come, but another direct descendant did.

This was also the first time they saw a direct descendant of their family after more than ten years of separation.

Many descendants of the Bai family know that Bai Potian's grandson grew up in Daxia.

At this time, it was Bai Yu's first appearance in front of many collaterals.

A handsome young man, a gentleman like no other in the world.

The temperament he displayed was incompatible with the people and things here, like a bit of landscape brushwork in an oil painting.

Standing apart from the world and standing out from the crowd.

how to say……

The pomp and temperament are different.

Originally, Sydfield was considered a handsome man here. Even though he was over forty, he still looked as delicate as a flower in his twenties.

But as Bai Yu stepped onto the ring, more than 90% of the eyes were on him, exuding a completely different temperament and charm.

It's not something that can be described as beautiful or handsome, it's more natural.

The audience under the ring were all sizing up Bai Yu's appearance, body shape, and temperament.

The duel agents in the ring felt Bai Yu's strength and weakness for the first time.

But Sydfield couldn't feel it.

His originally upright standing posture became a little loose, and then he tightened his body, grasped the dueling sword at his waist, leaned forward slightly, stepped out with his right leg, then took two steps to the left, and then stepped back. Withdraw, the lumbar spine changes from curved to straight, and then becomes curved again.

No one knew what he was doing, but in just ten seconds, he changed into twenty-seven different sword-holding postures. Although each one seemed to have little difference, each one symbolized a starting hand. coping strategies.

Bai Yu, on the other hand, had not moved since he entered the ring. He did not even show his weapon. He just stood there and at most moved his eyes.

Sydfield began to sweat profusely.

He has participated in duels for more than ten years, not because of lack of money, but because of the concept of challenging the masters.

He had defeated no fewer than ten extraordinary fourth-level ones, and he was quite confident in his own swordsmanship and strength.

But this was the first time he felt like this. He felt that no matter how he adjusted, he would be defeated by the opponent in one move.

This is his talent.

Sydfield's talent is very similar to Amamiya Mahiru's, both have a kind of fighting intuition, a kind of wild intuition.

He can detect the opponent's offensive intentions through a series of subtle movements of the opponent, defend and counterattack in advance, and lay traps.

But he had never felt like he did at this moment. He had a funny feeling, feeling like Don Quixote charging at a windmill.

Can you win?

Can't win.

Experience and intuition deny this in all aspects.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yu stood on the same spot from beginning to end, motionless: "Are you going to give up the opportunity to strike first?"

There is also a distinction between the first mover and the second mover in tactics. Whoever goes first will have an advantage. Therefore, in the duel field, the strong one gives the weak the first move by default.

"..."

Sydfel remained silent. He was unwilling to admit the fact that he was defeated before fighting, and forcefully forced himself to take a step forward.

At this moment, I felt something scratch across my neck, as if my neck had been severed.

Then he regained consciousness and touched his neck. His neck was not cut off.

He thought it was an illusion and took the second step.

At this moment, what was penetrated was the waist, abdomen and heart, with at least three fatal injuries.

His eyes were dazed for a second, but it was still an illusion and it didn't happen.

But the feeling was so real, as if even my stomach was cramping due to pain.

Sydfel gritted his teeth and took the third step.

Then he couldn't walk at all.

At this moment, what he felt was complete destruction. Whenever he launched an attack, he would be directly suppressed on the ring, and his whole body would suffer devastating blows. Not to mention the whole body, it might be difficult to save even a hair.

The duel agent at this time is like the member of the corps in the Attack on Titan animation who rushed towards the giant with a brave face and said, "I will kill the giant and save you mother and son." However, he quickly stopped within a few steps and changed. A look of horror and despair.

Because in an instant I realized the difference.

Some things cannot be easily compensated for by bravery and determination.

His powerful intuition and premonition gave him extraordinary combat experience, but it also brought extremely strong negative feedback. The soul power released by Bai Yu would be transformed into substantial killing intent and spiritual shock. This is what he felt The origin of the hallucination that he had been killed three times.

Sydfel's breathing became rapid, sweat dripped from his forehead, and the master's posture that was so peaceful was completely gone.

The handsome man stood on the ring, sweating profusely, and the hand holding the sword began to become unstable.

If anyone looked at his face, they would notice that his clenched cheeks were tense, his muscles were tense, and there were bloodshot eyes.

Someone was urging below.

"You haven't started yet?"

"What are you waiting for!"

When the people from the United Defense Hall saw someone getting on the ring, they immediately urged it to start.

They must think that it is not easy for the ace duel agent to defeat a young boy?

The Knights Association also agreed.

Bai Yu stood there for a long time, looking at the duelist who had only taken three steps. Seeing the opponent's appearance, he lost interest in taking action.

"That's enough." He said calmly: "Go down and save some dignity for yourself."

Sydfield felt that the overwhelming pressure and courage were withdrawn. His knees softened and he almost fell to the ground on one knee. Fortunately, his right hand firmly supported his knees, and his whole body felt like he had been fished out of the water.

He took a deep look at Bai Yu, then took back his sword and asked, "How old are you?"

"eighteen."

Syd Felton felt ridiculous, and then felt bitter in his heart, feeling that his past achievements were not worth mentioning at all.

Others have already begun to touch the realm of sainthood at the age of eighteen. What is my eighteen-year-old self doing?

I really want to go back in time and give myself a hard time.

"I lost..." Sydfel covered his face in shame.

Under the astonished looks of the onlookers and the two gym members, he jumped off the ring.

Sydfel was devastated. The mental damage he suffered this time will take time to heal. If he can overcome this hurdle, he will make progress.

"Where are you going!"

The people in the joint defense hall were anxious: "Why don't you take action! That's not what is written in the agreement. Do you know that you have violated the duel regulations?"

Sydfel stopped, glanced at these anxious people, and sneered lightly: "I didn't violate it, I did my best."

"Who would believe this! The opponent in the ring is so weak. Do you want to sit down and raise the price?"

The contempt in Sydfel's eyes became even stronger: "I didn't confiscate any fees originally, but it was just to repay the favor of the United Guards Hall owner. Now that the favor has been repaid, please get out of the way for me."

He is completely too lazy to talk nonsense. He has nothing to argue with when he can't even tell the strength of his opponent.

Why bother arguing with an idiot who will just drag you down to his level and beat you with his wealth of experience.

The moment the opponent steps onto the ring, the outcome is already determined.

Unless you can move canonization out, no one has ever won this monster.

However, out of professional ethics, Sidfeld added an additional warning to employers.

"If you give up now, at least the United Defense Hall will not be implicated..."