Pirates: I loaded the game panel

Chapter 446 Division Preliminaries
Area A arena.

The specification setting of this arena is the same as that of C.

The beautiful hostess stood on the highest stage with a beautiful professional smile on her face, and said a beautiful opening speech.

The crisp and melodious voice constantly echoed in the field through the miniature microphone worn on the black lace edge of the stalwart chest.

After finishing the basic content of the competition system and some scenes to mobilize the audience's emotions, the hostess pointed to the entrance channel, swaying a turbulent wave.

There was an intense wolf howl from the audience.

"Then, today's first opening match is about to begin! Two contestants please!"

In the dark passage.

Eagle-eyed Mihawk stepped out together with another unknown great swordsman. The moment the two appeared, the atmosphere in the arena reached its climax!
In order to ensure the atmosphere of the sword trial, the two sides directly selected two powerful swordsmen in the opening match, and one of them was the "instigator" of the sword trial.

Mihawk and the strange swordsman exchanged glances across the air, and almost at the same time stepped onto the large arena in the central area.

The video phone bug projected every move of the two contestants on the screen clearly.

The beautiful hostess briefly introduced the basic information of these two powerful swordsmen for the audience in the arena, and then left without much nonsense, leaving the stage to the two talented contestants.

A countdown of ten seconds began to appear on the big screen.

The tense atmosphere quickly permeated, and the cheering audience on the opening stage gradually became quiet, holding their breath.

Only the two judges in the commentary booth began to talk about the pre-battle strength analysis and the prediction of the battle results.

"Three...two...one!"

boom!
The moment the countdown ended, Mihawk immediately reached out to grasp the cross sword on his back, pulled it out like a flash, and swung his right arm heavily.

A cyan flying slash the size of half the size of the main ring was swung out by Mihawk. In the blink of an eye, it flew a distance of tens of meters and came to the front of the strange swordsman.

boom--

The strange swordsman also drew out the famous sword worn on his waist, and condensed a layer of extremely tough black armed domineering on the blade, which barely resisted Mihawk's flying slash.

But under the tremendous power of the cyan slash, this strange swordsman was still pushed to the edge of the ring.

Seeing this situation, there was an uproar in the commentary booth and the audience.

The strength has not reached a certain level, and many people simply cannot see how strong the character they are judging is.

Just like before the official start of the competition, the two judges believed that the strange swordsman should be almost the same as Mihawk in strength, at least it would be a "huge trouble" or something like that.

But in fact, even if they are both great swordsmen, the difference in strength between them can be terrifying!
The strange great swordsman had blue veins on his forehead, and with both arms, he pushed the blue flying slash in front of him into the sky.

Looking across the ring from a distance, Mihawk's iconic "hawk eyes" were reflected in the pupils of the strange swordsman, causing him enormous psychological pressure.

"It's just... a monster!"

There are three ways to win the sword test competition: defeat the opponent, the opponent directly admit defeat, and knock the opponent out of the ring!

Just receiving the knife, he was forced to the edge of the ring.

If he didn't want to lose directly, the strange swordsman had no choice but to come up with the bottom-of-the-box stunt!
however……

Mihawk didn't give his opponent time to react at all.

Holding the cross sword in his hand, he swung it again and again from top to bottom.

A vertical flying slash was bombarded with his movements, and once again crossed half the distance of the arena in an instant, sticking to the front of the strange great swordsman.

Where the cyan flying slash passed, the extremely hard ground of the arena was easily separated, cutting out an extremely deep black gully.

Bang!
A muffled sound!
The strange swordsman couldn't stand upright, and fell off the ring, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"...the winner, Hawkeye."

The judges stated the results of the competition dryly, and there was silence on the audience stage.

No one thought that Hawkeye Mihawk just swung two flying slashes, and the opponent of the great swordsman carefully selected by the Toriyama Island official was knocked out of the ring and lost the game directly.

The speed of the end of the opening game is really too fast!

"Is this a win?"

"That's it?"

Unbelievable whispers sounded from all corners of the stands, and then gradually transformed into sporadic cheers.

Although the original expectations of the audience were to see a bloody and hearty battle.

But for direct crushing games like this, they also like it very much.

"Mu Qiang" is almost the instinct of the people in the sea!

……

The opening match of Zone A was forcibly beaten by Hawkeye.

However, in the opening matches of the remaining three districts, the six selected great swordsmen fought with great vigor and fierceness.

At the end of the opening match, after the winner of the opening match is determined, it will be the normal qualifiers.

Including the middle arena, there are a total of nine arenas with referees, and a duel will be held at the same time.

Thousands of swordsmen conduct the first round of preliminaries, and everything is kept simple.

Most of the battles between swordsmen are fast and dangerous, and a battle can be ended in about ten minutes.

area C.

After Adrian watched the group arena silently in the stands for more than half an hour, the number "388" was finally reported on the radio.

Pointing to the ground, just showing his own speed, Adrian was as fast as a phantom, appearing directly on a small arena in the lower right corner of the arena.

The one chosen to be his opponent was a certain young swordsman with the serial number C64, wearing a black armor that was extremely gorgeous in shape but cumbersome in reality.

The title of "white flour" has been known by most people after several days of fermentation.

At least the referees and opponents in the arena have obviously heard of his reputation.

"Drink!"

The armored swordsman uttered an angry roar, as if he was cheering himself up, dragging his extremely thick black armor, he ran over bang bang bang.

Covered with [Virtual Face], no one can see Adrian's expression.

[Xue Zou] collided with the one-handed rapier in the armored swordsman's hand.

The opponent's battle information pops up on the panel.

'52 level...has no value, not even communication value. '

Adrian exerted a slight force on his arm, and directly sent his opponent flying to the bottom of the ring, including the man and the sword.

The referee was not surprised at the battle that ended in the blink of an eye.

He walked quickly to Adrian's side and asked very respectfully.

"Mr. Baimian, would you like to continue the competition, or choose to step down and wait for the next round?"

There is an unwritten rule in the sword test meeting.

If someone beats his opponent and feels that he still has strength, he can also choose to continue fighting in the ring.

Always keep winning.

Or die in battle.

Adrian naturally didn't want to waste time waiting, said softly.

"continue."

　Thank you very much for the reward of 500 starting coins from "Wen Chang Bu Hui"! !

　　Well, I ran to read other people's books again...

　　This is the first update, and there will definitely be another update today.

　　No more I am a pig.

　　It looked like after ten o'clock.

　　(Don't worry, the cold is much better)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)