[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

The biggest characteristic of Qiao Sheng's actions is that he acts vigorously and cleanly.

Curious and observant, he was never caught up in an unsolvable mystery.

So after communicating with Mrs. Nan, Qiao Sheng quickly found the time to come to the arena to find out.

The noisy crowd and the messy environment made his cleanliness obsessive completely useless. Qiao Sheng remembered the appearance of the man Mrs. Nan described—a black robe?

Looking for this person was nothing more than Qiao Sheng's childish innocence that had been silent for a long time. It was good that he was not busy with work, so he could spare time to find some similar fun.What's more, I only came to the place of Civilian Star once, and it was to perform that kind of mission...

The dusty memories were opened again because of the familiar environment in front of him. Qiao Sheng came out of the last arena, but he couldn't find the man in the black robe... Zhan Yi.

Could it be that what Mrs. Nan said was wrong?

Qiao Sheng frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied that he probably returned empty-handed this time, and these dissatisfaction were immediately transformed into another completely amazed mood in a short period of time.

Qiao Sheng was standing outside the gate of the stadium closest to the gate and wanted to make a call, but the noisy voices around him fell silent for an instant, accompanied by the sound of inhaling one after another, causing Qiao Sheng to look up, and only this One glance, and you can no longer look away——

A young man in a dark green robe slowly stepped into the gate.

His fair and almost transparent skin matched the dark green robe almost to the extreme. A pair of sword eyebrows flying into his temples were different from the thick and clumsy black ones. The hard and solemn arc exudes a faint chill aura.The well-shaped peach blossom eyes under the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the pupils are dark green with the same color as the robe.

It was the first time that Qiao Sheng discovered that someone in this world could bring out the dull dark green so vividly!

The young man seemed to have noticed his wanton gaze, raised his eyebrows, and glanced in the direction of Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng noticed keenly that he seemed to pause for a second.

Then he ignored Qiao Sheng and continued to walk leisurely into the arena. When he got closer, Qiao Sheng suddenly realized that the young man was not wearing a dark green robe, but a big cape that was slightly shorter than his height.The edge of the cloak was rolled with some luxurious fluff. It was black and exuded an air of indifference and elegance. The slender and straight legs of the young man who could occasionally be seen vaguely from the middle made Qiao Sheng even more stunned.

The young man stopped in front of him, frowned slightly, his beautiful pink diamond-shaped lips opened, revealing the white teeth inside, and the words he spoke could freeze a person's blood.

He said, "Excuse me, I want to go in."

Qiao Sheng was startled, and only then realized that he seemed to have completely blocked the gate of Field No. [-].But Qiao Sheng didn't move away. I don't know what kind of emotion prompted him to gently advise the young man——

"You shouldn't be here, it's dangerous here."

He could see that this young man would definitely not be a poor star.He didn't even dare to imagine what kind of family could educate a junior with such an outstanding temperament.

The young man was taken aback by what he said, and then his brows furrowed even more. Qiao Sheng wished he could stretch out his hand and smooth those wrinkles carefully.

Unexpectedly, before he could move, a strong force was suddenly felt on his shoulder. Qiao Sheng was caught off guard, and was pushed to the side of the closed gate.Before he could react, he saw the young man say something contemptuously: "Go away." Then he put the cap behind the robe on his head, pushed open the door and entered No. [-] hall.

His every move was extremely natural, as if he had come to this place thousands of times, a few strands of black hair spilled from the brim of his hat, and he floated gently in mid-air with the breeze as he walked.Before the cold and low reprimand was fully digested, Qiao Sheng immediately discovered the most important problem——

His own strength is already close to the fifth-level master, and the boy actually pushed himself so lightly that he was powerless to fight back...

That can only mean that his strength is even higher than his own? !

Qiao Sheng thought of this terrible possibility in astonishment, and suddenly turned his head to stare at the closed door and fell into thought.

It seemed that the young man couldn't be more than 25 years old. When he was 25 years old...was he half as strong as him? !

Who is he?

But when Qiao Sheng came back to his senses and opened the gate of Field No. [-] to look inside again, he had completely disappeared from the boy.

This young man is undoubtedly eighteen.

The ascetic style of Wencha the day before gave him infinite inspiration. When he was trying out dyeing agents in the mall, even Shiba himself was almost overwhelmed by the pale and lonely man in the mirror. The competition went smoothly and attracted enough fans, Shiba decided to use such a high-profile appearance that would never make people think of it as his own appearance!

This is much better than concealing it. Nan Shiba and Zhan Yi are completely different in temperament and appearance. How can anyone compare these two people together?

The small hermit hides in the mountains, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the big hermit hides in the court.

And now, Shiba is ready to hide.

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The ground floor of the No. [-] competition field is connected to the staff living room on the second floor of the Guwu Arena. The waiters working on the second floor and even the various champions often gather here to drink tea and chat.

In the premium lounge, a large group of people was gathered at this time, and the long sofa was full of people. A waiter with a refreshing ponytail was kneeling carefully beside the coffee table to make tea.

"What time is it?" Lying lazily on the armrest of the sofa, a head of arrogant blond hair drooping obediently on his shoulders, the man who spoke looked about thirty, with exquisite and three-dimensional features, exuding unspeakable temptation.He stretched his waist lightly, revealing the honey-colored delicate skin around his waist, which is really very coveted.

A dark-haired woman sitting next to him casts a sullen glance at him, ignores her, and continues playing with her nails.

The girl who made the tea replied in a low voice, "Vin is the master, it's already noon."

He was the first to break the silence, and the room gradually became noisy. Not far from him, a fat man made a strange posture, twisted his waist and complained: "I don't know if this new boy is related to Mr. Wen." What's the matter, airborne troops..."

"Never mind him!" The curly-haired Miaoman continued to apply layer after layer of red lipstick on her lips, and said without raising her head: "Airborne troops? It doesn't matter, just fight back! No strength People who are not qualified to live on the second floor."

Wei En, who was the first to speak, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and suddenly looked in the direction of the door in shock. Several people in the room became vigilant after being tossed about by him, and turned their heads to look at the door in unison.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the hand holding the handle was white and slender, with elegant and smooth wrist bone lines, which made people's eyes shine.

Everyone looked up one after another, but for a while, they all held their breath.

Cold eyes drifted over everyone present, and the dark green pupils seemed to have no emotion at all. The visitor's body was tightly wrapped by a fur-trimmed cloak, but his thin figure could still be vaguely distinguished.His snow-white skin was so pale that it was almost morbid, only his lips were still pink and blushing. He opened his mouth, and his voice was full of youthful innocence and a little magnetism——

"Hello, I'm the new challenger today, and my name is Zhanyi."

Everyone was silent in unison, for a while, only heard a mournful groan, everyone looked back, it turned out that Miaoman was covering her face and sighing loudly, then she rolled her eyes, pouted her blood red lips and fell on the sofa——

Right across Wayne's ass.

Wayne pursed his lips and took two steps away, and everyone managed to recover from the shock of their first meeting.

For a moment, everyone's eyes became subtle and complicated.

None of them expected that the leader of the No. [-] ring who had maintained his record for so long would be a young boy who looked a little green, but he was not an ordinary boy!

It's not about how gorgeous he looks, but about the temperament of his whole body. As long as he stands there, even in the corner, he will always be the focus of his eyes.

No one can ignore him!

His demeanor was too clean and cold, following the dirty and bloody ancient martial arts arena, every place seemed out of place.

Inexplicably, a complicated and unspeakable thought rose in everyone's heart. Unlike the one-sided hostility before the young man appeared, everyone now is thinking more about whether it is right or wrong to leave this unique young man behind.

Clean white satin, stained with dirty and mottled paint, can it be cleaned?

While everyone was silent, Wayne took the lead to take a step forward and said, "Hello, I am the champion of the tenth field here. My name is Wayne. Nice to meet you."

Shiba glanced at him indifferently, looked at the right hand he stretched out in front of her, and slowly raised it to hold it.

"Hello."

With the beginning of Wayne, everyone began to introduce themselves.Miaoman, who was lying on the sofa, also got up happily, printed her scarlet lips with a clean white handkerchief, and handed it to Shiba: "For you!"

Shiba hesitated for two seconds, but reached out to take it.

Wayne laughed beside him: "It seems that Miaoman likes you very much, otherwise she would never want to ruin her perfect lip print."

Shiba said hello to this group of weird people who were suddenly very enthusiastic before, and when he lowered his head, he found a woman with black straight hair sitting alone in the middle of the sofa, nervously picking at her nails, the aura around her was very tense. Strange, if Shiba must find a word to describe it, then she is like a witch who is out of tune with this world, her disgust and resistance to the outside world can be read in her eyes and breath, and even the aura around her, There was a faint grayness.

Shiba frowned, feeling the woman's inexplicable hostility towards him.

Shiba didn't intend to pay attention to her, and was about to ask about the location of No. [-] room, but heard the woman who had been silent all this time look sharply in her direction, and her mouth smelled like explosive gunpowder——

"Are you here to sell? You are dressed in a glamorous way, and you have completely lost the spirit of a warrior! I don't know what kind of dirty relationship you have with Mr. Wen, but you want to carry out your shameful deeds in this place, let me tell you , we don't welcome you!"

Shibayi raised his eyebrows, he really felt the anger rising above his head, he paused in his steps, and slowly turned his head to look at the woman who looked at him with contempt and sharpness.

Hmm...it's ugly enough.