Naruto: Chaos Xia Lan

Another wave of crazy shopping took up a lot of space in Xialan's bag. Then the two of them went to find a hotel to stay. These commercial shops are the property of ordinary people, regardless of whether they are ninjas or samurai. A samurai will obey the rules and pay his dues.

Originally, they could just spend the night in Xialan's bag, but Kushina wanted to experience the customs of a foreign country, so Yamauki Utai had no choice but to obey.

Since the two of them were still young, they had to sleep separately for the time being. After traveling such a long distance, they were both very tired, so they fell asleep and the night passed quickly.

The next day, Yamauki Ua and Kushina came to the Iron Square together, and it was already crowded.

"Look, that's the arena in the Iron Square. Only those who win the preliminary round are eligible to enter the Iron Arena. That's the greatest honor for a warrior." The surrounding warriors who were preparing to compete were all excited.

The Iron Arena basically occupies one-third of the Iron Square, leaving only two people for the decisive battle, which is indeed enough.

The arena is made of the strongest black black stone, which has a very high hardness.

The warrior's battle is also very powerful. If it were an ordinary stone, it would probably become dilapidated after one battle. In that case, it would be too much trouble.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the high platform in the distance and said, "Look, the person sitting on that high platform is the leader of the Iron Kingdom, Mifune-sama."

After hearing this, Yamaki Utai and Kushina looked over, and sure enough, there was a thin figure sitting on a special chair on the high platform, accompanied by a samurai guard, Okisuke.

According to the timeline, he should be quite young, but at this time Mifune was already a bit old. Time is not forgiving, even someone as strong as Madara Uchiha cannot withstand the erosion of time.

It's no wonder that Orochimaru has such a big obsession with immortality. It's really hard to accept that he has experienced the youth and strength and then experiences the old body.

Fortunately, half of him is zero, so he won't be completely flesh and blood like Xia Lan or a ninja. He is an immortal and immortal existence.

"Mifune-sama can be a true samurai with absolute faith. He is my goal. One day, I will surpass him."

Some enthusiastic young man shouted confidently, to which Shan Guiyao just smiled lightly without any extra expression.

Although everyone around could hear it, no one showed contempt for it. Because of this goal, most of the people here have it.

They are all young warriors, at their most energetic. They are energetic and believe that they have the ability and talent to do this.

Although reality will slowly wake them up, it does not prevent them from having various fantasies at this time.

Everyone has begun to burn their own fighting spirit, eager to rush to the ring to compete. Shan Guiyao sighed: The heroes in Jiugong Ridge will also have such fighting spirit to protect what they want to protect in their hearts. God The falling trial will definitely be very exciting

Seeing that it was almost time, Okisuke stood on the central platform of the Iron Square.

"Dear young warriors, welcome to the Samurai Conference."

Okisuke's voice was very loud, and coupled with the effect of chakra, it easily reached the ears of everyone present. The originally noisy Iron Square suddenly became quiet.

"First of all, I would like to welcome you all. The Samurai Conference is held every three years. Today is the new Samurai Conference.

Next, there will be a preliminary round of the Samurai Tournament. I believe everyone knows the rules. There are a total of thirty-two competition areas, and there are thirty-two small arenas over there. Only those who win the final victory in those thirty-two small arenas can participate in the re-examination. "

Okosuke's sharp eyes swept in front of everyone, and then said: "Now, the game begins."

Following Okisuke's order, a samurai instantly jumped onto the thirty-two small stages. They were the referees of the preliminary round.

"Now, everyone has one minute to return to their own ring. After one minute, the referee will start to read the numbers."

Shan Guiyao took his number plate and walked to the corresponding ring.

"Come on!" Kushina did not forget to cheer for him from behind.

Shan Guiyao's opponent was a warrior in white, with long flowing hair, a weapon with a white handle and a white sheath hanging on his waist, and ice-blue eyes, giving off a chilly air all over his body.

"Wow, that's Lei Bin from Beichen Kendo," one person said with surprise on his face.

"What, what, Lei Bin"

"You country bumpkin, don't you know how famous Beichen Kendo is in the samurai world? You look like a rookie at first glance. Lei Bin is a very terrifying figure. He has superb Beichen swordsmanship. Coupled with his family heirloom sword, Beichen Sirius Blade, He is even more invincible. It is said that since his debut, no one has been able to defeat him in more than ten moves."

"so smart"

"He may be the most powerful warrior in this game. That young man is really unlucky. He met Lei Bin for the first time. I'm afraid he will step down soon."

"Not necessarily. I don't think the silver-haired guy is nervous at all. He should be very confident in his own strength."

"Humph, what do you know? That person must be like you. He doesn't know Lei Bin's name at all. Otherwise, how could he be so calm? You know, Lei Bin is not an ordinary person. Even if he is a Jonin, in his Several people died under the knife."

"Why is it so strong?"

The man was completely shocked. Being able to kill a Jonin alone was a strength that no ordinary samurai could achieve. So, he couldn't help but look at Shan Guiyao with sympathy.

"This is really bad luck."

Their voices were loud, but in such a noisy square, few people could hear them. Unfortunately, the mountain ghost ballad was heard.

The opponent was a being who could kill a Jonin, which surprised Yamaki Utai.

A Jonin is the high-end combat power of a village. If the man in front of him really has this ability, then he has already gone a long way on the road of samurai.

Although judging by his own strength, the Jonin has become a cannon fodder, but the more powerful the opponent, the more he can attract his attention.

But what those two people said was correct in one thing. Shan Guiyao had really never heard of this person's name. I'm afraid my name will become more famous.

The two jumped onto the ring together and began to observe each other and guess the opponent's path.

It can be seen from Lei Bin's eyes that he is indeed a proud person, but in terms of his preparations, he does not underestimate his opponent. This person is a respectable opponent and a good opponent.

"The fifth game in District 31, Knight Saint vs. Lei Bin, the competition begins."

The sound of the referee's order echoed around the ring.

Thanks to the bad guy for the reward of 99 book coins

End of this chapter