Bright Sword: I don’t want to be the king!

Isa Xiong said earnestly: "Mr. Kergo, ten thousand magic dollars are too expensive."

That's right, ten thousand magic dollars are equivalent to ten gold magic crystals weighing one kilogram.

Kergo responded: "Half will be paid in advance, and the other half will be given to you once you have mastered the church. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

In other words, if you're willing to pay me 10,000 Magic Dollars, I'll teach you until you're good at it.

So the deal seems like a steal.

Isao said, "Okay, ten thousand is ten thousand. Pay 20% first, and the remaining 80% after you learn it. Do you dare to accept this proposal?"

Although the amount is the same, the meanings are completely different.

This represents Kergo's determination and trust.

Kergo nodded decisively and said, "Deal, but what if you regret it later?"

Isao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How is this possible? Our cooperation is not a one-time thing, but a long-term one. If I don't pay, will you still pay attention to me?"

Kergo nodded and said, "Yes, that's fine with me. Pay now!"

Isa Xiong was startled and asked in surprise: "Pay now?"

Kergo replied: "Of course, this is a deposit, which must be paid after the deal is concluded. Otherwise, when will it be paid?"

Isao suggested, "I'll give it to you as soon as the news is released successfully, how about that?"

Hey.

Isa thought, by that time, even if I gave you money, where could you escape to?

Kergo said: "It seems that you still don't trust me, old friend! Well, then I'll do as you say!"

After the conversation, Kergo left his office.

Isao was in a dilemma.

Will this Kergo be able to survive this challenge? If he dies in the duel, all the negotiations today will be in vain.

"Somebody come!"

A ghostly messenger ran in and asked, "General, do you have any instructions?"

Isao ordered: "Pass my order to Inoue Shin'e. In today's duel, no one is allowed to shoot magic arrows at Kergo. Those who disobey will be executed on the spot. Inform Captain Yamamoto and Takenori to do their best to protect Kergo's safety. If they are negligent, I will take their heads."

"Hi..."

The messenger responded and left quickly.

Before, Isa-o had taken a laissez-faire attitude towards Kergo's life and death.

Now, the situation is different, as long as he wins the battle, his safety must be ensured.

It can be said that Kergo had a very good time in the past two days. Today was the biggest hurdle he had to overcome.

Whether he can act according to his plan next depends entirely on his own strength.

The central square of Taiyuan City is bustling with people at this moment, with reporters from all over the world gathered together, and various cameras surrounding the arena and distributed in every corner.

Below the ring, there were benches placed around it, and now all the seats were occupied.

Of course, all the people sitting on it are members of the Ghost Clan. All the Ghost Clan members sitting on these stools cannot carry magic bows and arrows, because they are the audience...

This was Inoue Gen'e fulfilling Cao Geng's promise.

Behind the foreign warriors are endless people of Yanhuang, standing like a forest.

Behind this group of people, alien soldiers carrying mysterious magical weapons surrounded the central arena, forming layers of protective barriers.

The seats next to the arena are reserved for dignitaries, while the rest are occupied by the alien warriors participating in today's competition.

Thousands of eyes are focused on it.

Cao Geng finally stepped onto the stage.

Appearing with him were Iwamatsu Yoshio, Inoue Gen'e, Yoshiki Sadaichi, as well as the chief of staff and brigade commander of the alien army.

The group passed through the outer illusion and stepped into the square, moving forward hand in hand, followed closely by hundreds of soldiers including Captain Seibu Taro and Captain Uemoto.

As soon as the mystery reporters from various countries saw them appear, they immediately swarmed in. The sound of shutter clicks rang out, and countless mysterious image reels were consumed.

They came to the arena and sat down in the few empty seats.

Inoue Genwei took the stage to give a speech, and finally looked at Cao Geng below and said: "Cao Geng, now it's your turn to show your strength."

Cao Geng smiled faintly and stepped onto the stage without hesitation.

Inoue Genwei pointed to the hundreds of alien warriors below and said, "Cao Geng, these are your challengers today. Do you want to fight them one by one, or do you want to fight one against a hundred? It's up to you. I won't force you."

Cao Geng looked down and could not help but gasp in amazement. Wandering samurai, secret ninjas, powerful sumo wrestlers, fighting masters, and even some of them were carefully selected elites from the military camp.

Indeed, it can be said that all the martial arts heroes of the entire alien country have gathered here.

Cao Geng asked with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Why are there civilians? It doesn't seem appropriate to attack them in front of so many witnesses, right?"

Inoue Genwei replied: "If you have the ability, feel free to do it. They have joined the army after signing up, and now, they are all soldiers."

Cao Geng nodded and said, "Okay, but I declare again that what I learned is not the martial arts you know, but the power from the 'Evil Soul'. Therefore, there is no place where you cannot fight in front of me. Please tell them this."

Inoue Genwei responded, "I understand. Today's rule is that there are no rules. Except for the prohibition of using magic weapons, everything else is allowed."

Cao Geng nodded and pointed at the sturdy fat man weighing a thousand pounds in the audience: "Let him warm up first!"

That thousand-pound fat man is obviously a top sumo wrestler.

Inoue Genwei gestured to the fat man: "You, come on stage."

The fat man immediately looked annoyed and slapped his chest hard several times when he stood up.

His fat body trembled due to the beating, and he let out a series of low growls.

The fat man stepped onto the ring. Looking from below, the size contrast between Cao Geng and him was like that of an elephant compared to a little monkey.

The whole audience was boiling instantly.

Especially the Chinese people who were watching.

"Oh my god! This fat guy must weigh at least 600 to 700 kilograms! Cao Geng is already big enough. Even if he stands still and lets that guy hit him, he can't win, right?"

"That's right, it's over. I'm afraid Cao Geng won't be able to escape today."

Off the field, there were discussions...

Luo Guang and his companions mingled among the crowd, staring at the strange scene in the arena, and suddenly felt their hair stand on end.

Oh my god! How is this possible!

How can an ordinary person match that fat giant?

That's right, Luo Guang was a secret fighter hiding in Taiyuan City, belonging to the mysterious Eighth Route Army. The last time Cao Geng visited Taiyuan, they had worked together for some time.

This time, Luo Guang received a secret order from the brigade commander, asking him to pay close attention to Cao Geng's movements and immediately pass on the information if there were any changes.

But even without this order, Luo Guang would still arrive as scheduled today.

The purpose of their trip was to rescue Cao Geng.

However, the scene before them made them realize that this was an almost impossible task.

On the high platform, the fat man was half squatting, like a ferocious wild boar, roaring provocatively at Cao Geng.

"Lululululul, you lowly stranger, come here, come here..."

Cao Geng smiled calmly, "As you wish..."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the fat man like a gust of wind.

The fat man stretched out his huge hand and tried to grab Cao Geng.

But in a flash, Cao Geng disappeared without a trace.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

He covered the back of his neck with his hands and fell slowly like a collapsing hill, his legs twitching wildly.

Cao Geng pulled out a silk scarf from his bosom and wiped the blood off the dagger in his hand with disgust.

Yes, Cao Geng quietly went around behind him, stabbed him in the back of the neck with a knife, tearing a bloody wound, and then slashed it.

The sumo master was defeated easily.

Yes, the killer's actions were so decisive.

A true killer never drags his feet and always kills with one strike.

In the audience, everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing where they were and seeing something they had never seen before.

This behemoth just fell down like that?

Silence, the entire square immersed in an eerie tranquility.

Many people missed the scene of the mountain of flesh falling to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Is this the legendary assassination technique?

Horrible, really terrible.

After a brief silence, the venue became noisy again.

Luo Guang asked in surprise: "What happened? Did you see it? Why did this giant fall down like this?"

However, no one around could give an answer because the distance was too far and they could not see the details clearly.

The excited crowd began to cheer.

"Excellent, great kill, wonderful kill, hahahahaha..."

It was originally expected that Cao Geng would be overwhelmed by this mountain of flesh, and even if he could win, he would be covered in wounds.

Unexpectedly, the battle was over in the blink of an eye.

Too fast, so fast that people can’t react!

Inoue Sadae suddenly stood up, pointed at Cao Geng on the stage, and asked loudly: "Cao Geng, what are you doing? Who allowed you to use a sword?"

The other contestants also blamed Cao Geng.

He was participating in a sumo match, so how could he be qualified to hold a knife?

His opponent was unarmed, but he used a knife. This was too despicable and cunning.

Cao Geng raised his hand to signal, and the noise gradually died down...

Cao Geng whispered, "Inoue Genwei, what did you mention when I stepped into the arena a moment ago? In today's battle, there are no rules of the law. The only thing we can do is to ban the use of magic devices. Is that right?"

Click...

Inoue Genwei suddenly fell silent.

Cao Geng continued, "If you can't use the sword, you should have said it earlier! It's okay to say it now, but when those shadow ninjas and ronin go to fight later, I'm afraid they can only come with bare hands."

Click...

All the contestants fell silent.

If even the secret weapons of the ninjas and ronin - shuriken, thorn spikes, ninja swords, poison arrows, ninja staffs, claw hooks, and water spiders - cannot be used, how can the war be carried out?

Not only do they need these, they also have an enormous variety of weapons.

Such as darts, thorn powder, dark night knife, air burst arrows, phantom stick, arm hook, water leaping spider and so on.

Wouldn’t it be a joke if everything was banned?

Inoue Genwei thought for a moment and responded: "If others don't use weapons, you can't even think about holding a weapon."

Yes, that's it.

Cao Geng sneered, "Nonsense! Those ninjas hold seven kinds of sharp weapons. Do I need to match them? Or if I give up my weapons, they will also give up their weapons? Are you mentally lost? If you can fight, then fight. If you can't win, then admit defeat as soon as possible. Don't waste your time on verbal battles."

Click...

Inoue Genwei was speechless for a moment.

indeed!

If those ninjas and ronin were asked to challenge Cao Geng with bare hands, would they be willing?

Isn't this ridiculous?

Iwamatsu Yoshio stood up and announced, "Anyone may choose their own weapon, as long as it does not involve fiery spells. The battle continues."

Cao Geng nodded and shouted to the audience, "All you wrestling warriors, come on!"

Click...

The twenty-three sturdy men in the audience were suddenly stunned.

The man in front of them was holding a sword. They were twenty-three mountains of flesh, moving clumsily. Were they going to be slaughtered?

The twenty-three fat men stood there, at a loss as to what to do.

Cao Geng became impatient.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you? I'm fighting twenty-three of you alone. Why are you hesitating? Come forward!"

Behind them, the Chinese people also realized that something was wrong and quickly joined in the shouting.

"Come on..."

"Come on..."

"Come on..."

"Oh, the Japanese pirates are getting scared."

"Hahaha……"

The field suddenly became noisy and booing broke out.

However, how could these twenty-three meat mountains dare to accept the challenge?

It's really going to cost you your life, right?

Cao Geng raised his hand and everyone quieted down again.

Cao Geng said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with you? Do you still want to fight? I tell you, you are not allowed to admit defeat. Now that you have stepped into this place, it's either you die or I die. There is no way to retreat."

Click...

The twenty-three fat men looked pale.

I will never admit defeat in this life.

Inoue Genwei stood up and said loudly: "Give each of them a sword and let them fight. Can twenty-three people not be able to defeat one person?"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the twenty-three fat men turned pale instantly.

There is no choice. Once on the battlefield, it is a fight of life and death...

Under such circumstances, what reason was there to surrender? Under the gaze of witnesses from all countries, the dignity of their great empire could not be tarnished.

However, even if these twenty-three strong men were given sharp swords, it would not seem to make much difference, right?

With their agility, who could they hurt with a knife?

They wanted to shout surrender and admit defeat, but fear made them silent. They could only hold their samurai swords and slowly step into the arena.

These mountain-like bodies stepped onto the stage, occupying almost every inch of space.

Cao Geng could only retreat to the narrow gap at the edge.

"Bakayaloo..."

The twenty-three mountains of flesh were filled with rage and cursing wildly. Now that they were in the middle of it, how could they not give it their all?

Even if we can't take Cao Geng's life, we should at least injure him, right?

Once he is injured, the next person will have the opportunity to take advantage.

Strangely enough, although they moved clumsily, their hands were extremely agile.

With two swords in hand, anyone who dares to approach will be ruthlessly chopped down. It is not easy to get close to them.

"hey-hey……"

Cao Geng chuckled, reached into his clothes, fumbled around for a while, and pulled out a poisoned steel needle from the lining.

These are no ordinary items, each one is soaked in highly poisonous snake fluid.

Although it cannot kill someone with one blow, it is enough to take their life in an instant.