Battle Royale

But Ye Chui stood still and looked to the side.

Four people are approaching here quickly. These four people are obviously survivors. They gathered together after the game started, and they were attracted by Chen Haonan's roar earlier.

"Huh? It's that guy named Chen Haonan, Baga, who was knocked out by two children." A girl with dyed red hair said mockingly, speaking in Japanese, she is a RB person, " This guy actually wants to join our Ghost Moon Society, it's ridiculous."

Hearing that they were speaking Japanese, Ye Chui quietly took out the translator and held it in his hand. With Ye Chui's current hearing ability, even if the translator was in his hand, the translated content was enough for him to hear.

"I've known for a long time that he's dying. The last 'Last Samurai Battle Royale' he survived was entirely due to luck. I knew he wouldn't live long." A man in a samurai suit said coldly.

"Brother Ji Liang, what should we do with these two children?" A man in a flowered shirt with a smile on his face asked—this man's Japanese is very blunt, and he holds a Chinese long sword in his hand. Judging from his appearance, he should be a Chinese.

Primary school student Ye Chui looked at the four of them, and judged that the man in the samurai uniform had exchanged for blood. It is amazing that a D-level game can exchange for blood. He should have joined the Ghost Moon Society, and he was the head of the four. , the Chinese are trying to curry favor with him.

Ye Qingmei nervously stopped in front of Ye Chui, holding a samurai sword and tremblingly looking at the four people in front of her.

"These two brats are from China, right?" The man in the samurai suit folded his arms in the samurai suit with disdain on his face, "Shi Jianren, are you going to kill them?"

The man in the floral shirt trembled: "Brother Kira, this, they are just children..."

"Do you want to disobey my order!?" The man in the samurai uniform immediately became serious and shouted.

The other two RB people showed expressions of watching a play.

"..." A few traces of doubt flashed across Hua Shirt's face, and finally he gritted his teeth. He stood up holding the sword in his hand, and said to Ye Qingmei and Ye Chui in Chinese with gloomy eyes, "Don't blame me, entering the game of God is not enough If you kill you, you will be abandoned by them, and if you want to blame, blame your bad luck."

Saying so, he made a sword move posture.

Ye Qingmei didn't know what they were talking about earlier, when she heard Hua Shirt's words, she immediately became vigilant, and hurriedly pushed Ye Chui back: "Chui'er, stand back, I'll fight him."

"..." Ye Chui hesitated slightly, but still took a few steps back.

In the original time, Ye Chui didn't participate in this game, that is to say, Ye Chui didn't have to do anything, and Ye Qingmei could survive smoothly, but Ye Chui was very curious about how Ye Qingmei did it.

"Hmph!" Hua Shirt sneered, and said, "China's martial arts are all fantasy works, but in the game of gods, fantasy becomes reality, and martial arts moves have meaning. Although I haven't exchanged blood I can't cultivate my inner strength, but I exchanged a set of moves in the swordsmanship, and this move is also very lethal, so I'll let you take a look at mine——Baihong Guanri!"

After saying these words, he swung the sword in his hand and quickly stabbed Ye Qingmei.

Baihong Piercing the Sun, a well-known move in the Huashan swordsmanship in the world of Chinese martial arts, the main point of this move is to be fast, the sword stabs out at a tricky angle, like a white rainbow piercing into the sun.

The action seems simple, but in fact...it is really simple.

But this simple action is endowed with profound meaning in the game of God.

A simple straight stab can make it impossible for people to dodge easily.

呲——

Faced with this move, Ye Qingmei looked anxious, and waved the samurai sword in her hand, the sword collided, sparks jumped out, Ye Qingmei rolled on the spot after that, narrowly dodging to the side.

"Huh?" The flowered shirt was a little surprised to see himself stabbed with a sword.

The three RBs who watched the battle next to them laughed.

"Huaxia's martial arts moves are completely incomparable with our RB's slash." Among the three, a bald man said flamboyantly, "Shi Jianren, I think you will find a way to change to a samurai sword in the future and learn from our RB's slash Bar."

Hua Shirt turned his head and smiled awkwardly at the three of them. When he looked at Ye Qingmei again, his eyes turned cold for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I let you escape, you won't be so lucky next time..."

Saying so, he assumed the posture of Baihong Guanri's move again.

The entire set of Huashan swordsmanship in the game of gods is not very precious, but it is still a huge waste for novice survivors. Usually, they are exchanged for the sword moves in it one by one. This flowery shirt is obviously only exchanged for the Baihong Guanri in it. It's just a trick.

He was about to attack with the move of Baihong Piercing the Sun, but he was taken aback suddenly, because he saw the little girl in front of him, Ye Qingmei, imitating the posture of Baihong Piercing the Sun, which was at least [-]% similar to him.

"Ha!" Floral Shirt burst out laughing immediately, "Little girl, you are so funny. Although the moves in the game of the gods have been endowed with meaning, they can't be exchanged with the gods. It is difficult for ordinary people to learn the essence of the moves."

Ye Qingmei didn't speak, she pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on the floral shirt.

Will you know if you try it?

Just now I saw the move that Hua Shirt attacked her, it seemed very strange...but it didn't seem to be difficult.

Ye Chui also looked at Ye Qingmei in surprise, she is just an ordinary person now, she has no blood in her body, let alone internal energy, but when she posed this sword move, Ye Chui felt a faint simulataneity from her. Also extremely fierce... sword energy.

Swah——

Hua Shirt launched a sword move at Ye Qingmei.

Ye Qingmei also brandished her samurai sword at the same moment, sending out a sword move to Hua Shirt.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound of sword clashing.

呲——

Blood spattered out.

Ye Qingmei's body missed the floral shirt, her body bent down, and her right hand katana was raised backwards, but a horrible wound appeared on the chest of the floral shirt, and she fell to the ground with a face full of horror.

"Nani!?" The three RBs were stunned at the same time.

"It's really simple..." Ye Qingmei looked at the samurai sword in her hand, and then at the body of the floral shirt lying on the ground, with some doubts on her face, such a simple move, why is the floral shirt so poorly used?

At the same time, she was still a little scared. She had killed a few killers with a stick before, but the killers would disappear after being killed, but the floral shirt was lying in a pool of blood, which made her feel a little nauseated, but other than that, it seemed There are not many other feelings.

She threw away the samurai sword, picked up the Chinese long sword in the floral shirt, swung it around, and nodded in satisfaction.

It is still easy to use Huaxia's sword.

His eyes then turned to the three RBs, and he again assumed the pose of a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

"...This kid might be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, let's go together!" The man in the samurai suit exclaimed in surprise, pulling out the samurai sword from his waist, and the other two also showed their weapons.

The three immediately rushed towards Ye Qingmei brandishing their samurai swords.

A trace of nervousness flashed across Ye Qingmei's face, but she quickly regained her composure.

Ye Chui could feel that the faint sharp sword energy on her body was rising rapidly at this moment.

Swah——

The white rainbow runs through the sun.

She saw the flower shirt use this trick half a minute ago.

I personally used this trick 15 seconds ago.

Now she used this trick for the second time.