Super Soldier Chapter 328: The deceased is dead, and it is safe to enter the soil

Princess Nami’s choice was not unexpected to those present. After all, it can be figured out with her toes. Princess Nami’s final choice must be among the three masters of energization, so no matter what you choose No one is exception.

After choosing the candidate, Princess Nami glanced at Xiao Bing. The look was very clear. It reminded Xiao Bing that she must defeat Fujiro Nakamura. Although Xiao Bing seemed annoying to her, she was not so ugly after all. It involves a face problem, especially a wayward princess like her is more concerned about it, and she goes out every day with a 1.5-meter hunchback? Anyone would feel unbearable.

Xiao Bing ignored Princess Nami’s gaze and moved his gaze directly to him. Seeing Xiao Bing so arrogant and princess Nami’s teeth itching, he secretly said, hello, wait for you to become After my personal samurai, I have a way to teach you.

After Fukuda Ogawa was selected by Princess Nami, his eyes immediately showed excitement. He turned his head and glanced at Fujiro Muraka with some pride. He actually had scruples towards Fujiro Muraka in his heart. He was not sure to win Muraka Fujiro. On the other hand, Muraka Fujiro's shot was too harsh. From the first day of the game to the present, it was almost a relief to be directly selected this time, and finally he didn't have to face it. To Nakamura Fujiro's abnormality, his excitement contained complacency, but it was hiding his guilty conscience.

Fujiro Nakamura glanced at him disdainly. For Nakamura Fujiro, after testing Fukuda Ogawa, he knew that Fukuda Ogawa was nothing, and the one who was really an important stumbling block to him was the one called Ichiro Aoki. Wandering warrior.

The general manager smiled and said: "Mr. Fukuda Ogawa, this is a waist card given to you by Her Royal Highness. In the princess mansion, only the most important people can have this waist card. The entire princess mansion owns this. There are no more than ten people with a waist card."

Fukuda Xiaochuan went up and took it down. It was made of gold, and the weight was very large. Even this waistband can sell seven-figure Chinese coins, which shows how high the treatment of personal samurai is.

The general manager continued: "The identity of the personal samurai in the princess mansion is not just an ordinary samurai, it symbolizes the highest-ranking samurai of the royal family, and Mr. Fukuda has been serving for the royal family of our country r from now on. We welcome you on behalf of Princess Mansion."

Fukuda Ogawa bowed a gift and said: "I am willing to serve you, Your Royal Highness."

Princess Nami looked at the chief manager and said: "Let's start the game."

Fukuda Ogawa didn’t get a response, it seemed very embarrassing, especially for a master of his level, it was almost a humiliation, but after seeing that beautiful face, all his anger was all Dissipated, being able to stay with such an immortal, occasionally being able to take a look, is already a great blessing for most men. Obviously Fukuda Ogawa is also the same as most men. Just saw Na At a glance, Princess Mei was already conquered by Princess Nami.

In the general manager's mind, the Princess of the Dark Road is indeed too negligent of such masters. In fact, this time recruiting personal samurai, it is a big surprise to be able to have several masters of Huajin to apply for, no matter how such a character goes. You should be respected wherever you go. Even in the princess mansion, you should not be so neglected. The chief manager smiled and said: "Mr. Fukuda, it is better to sit in your seat first and continue to watch the next competition before you decide. After the second place, we will return to the princess mansion together."

Fukuda Ogawa agreed and returned to his seat, but occasionally glanced at Princess Nami who was sitting in the middle of the referee's bench.

The judges on the referee stand also had some disagreements with the attitude of Princess Nami just now, but they did not say it. The karate master Yokota and Mr. Sasaki from the ninja world have long been fascinated by Princess Nami. Upside down, especially Sasaki, who is next to Princess Nami. He thinks he has amazing determination in ninjutsu, but he feels the body temperature of Princess Nami, smells the body scent of Princess Nami, plus the extra light from time to time. Seeing Princess Nami's crystal clear skin, his breathing became a little messy. The masters in the ninja world were so gagged when facing Princess Nami, not to mention the others.

Among the people in the entire competition field, apart from Princess Nami's chief manager and the people around her, the only manifestations that seemed natural were Feng Shisan's disciples Hasegawa and Xiao Bing.

As a disciple of Maple Thirteen, Hasegawa has officially entered the innate realm. People who reach this realm will have different moods, and their resistance is even more extraordinary, although he can't help it. Look at Princess Nami's eyes more, but it's still normal. As for Xiao Bing's rival, Fujiro Muraka, he raised his head to look at Princess Nami from time to time, with the desire and greed like wild beasts in his eyes, extremely hot.

The general manager was amazed at the charm of his own eldest lady. After seeing Xiao Bing's carelessness, he was even more surprised at Xiao Bing's determination and disposition. He immediately walked to the center of the martial arts field and announced: "Next Lots are drawn, and then duel, and the top two are finally decided before the finals, and then the final winner will be the same as Mr. Fukuda, who can become Princess Nami's personal samurai."

Soon someone took a cardboard box, and the four went up to draw lots. After opening the lottery results, the chief executive was surprised and announced: "In the first game, Ichiro Aoki vs. Fujiro Muraka."

The people who watched the game finally recovered a bit of calmness from the hot heart after Princess Nami appeared, and each took a breath, and became a little excited again. I didn't expect the two of them to meet so soon. Come together.

Fukuda Ogawa was a little proud, and now there is nothing wrong with him. He was anxious to see these two men fighting each other below.

The other two players were relieved. They both wanted to retire before, but now it seems there is still a chance. If Aoki Ichiro and Nakamura Fujiro lose both, they will not be able to pick up the bargain. Is it?

Nakamura Fujiro smiled coldly, looked at Xiao Bing, and asked: "You really won't retire?"

Xiao Bing shook his head, holding one hand on the handle of the knife, and said in a calm tone: "I just want to learn about your three-sword style."

Fujiro Nakamura asked: "Yours is the Shinto Unintentional Flow Sword Art, right?"

Xiao Bing said: "You have a good eye."

Fujiro Nakamura grinned and said: "Your Shinto gentleman Shibasaki died under my three swordsmanship."

There was a series of exclamations in the field. Junko Shibazaki was the top ten master in the Shinto Wunian stream, and he was considered a top master in the whole country. He was superb with his single-handed swordsmanship, and then suddenly one day There was no news, and none of his disciples could find him. No one thought that he would have died in the hands of Fujiro Nakamura.

But from this aspect, it can be seen that Fujiro Nakamura is not only cruel, but also extremely rampant. Here, he directly told the fact that he killed Junzi Shibasaki, and he is not afraid of becoming the entire Shinto no one. Nianliu's enemy? Especially the disciples of Junzi Shibasaki will try to kill him at any cost.

This is a lunatic, a crazy madman.

Someone started to worry about Xiao Bing.

Xiao Bing doesn’t know what kind of character Jun Zi Chai Qi is, but he can guess that he must be a well-known figure in Shinto Wunianyu. When Fujiro Nakamura said it in front of so many people, someone would definitely go there. Taking revenge on him, Xiao Bing immediately saw that Fujiro Nakamura’s character was like a desperate desperado. It’s hard to imagine how a person like him would willingly want to be Princess Nami’s personal samurai. It must be. Have another picture.

Xiao Bing doesn't care about what he wants to plot, he only cares that he must win, and at the same time, he has learned his three-sword style well.

Fujiro Nakamura's eyes are indeed like wild beasts. Xiao Bing has seen too many people, and only people who regard human life and their own life as the same thing can have such eyes.

Xiao Bing looked at Fujiro Nakamura with calm eyes, and said in a calm tone: "I am not a soft-hearted person. If I just click to the end, I will show mercy. If you want to kill me, I will kill too. You."

Fujiro Nakamura screamed: "Then come and kill me."

The knife is out, the third knife!

The sharp knife pierced Xiao Bing's face like lightning, while the other two knives of Fujiro Nakamura were almost simultaneously unsheathed, holding the knives in both hands, and flanking them from left to right.

An inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is risky.

Fujiro Nakamura's sword is not long, but his sword is very fast, extremely fast, and can be manipulated very freely, like running clouds and flowing water, so that his sword is both thrilling and as fast as lightning.

Xiao Bing retreats, backs, and keeps backing, his eyes are fixed on the opponent's third knife, because although the third knife is not controlled by anyone, it rushes to the forefront, and it is also far away from Xiao Bing. recent.

All the people stopped breathing, the two did not have any contact, but it felt more thrilling and exciting than the others after hundreds of moves.

Just after Xiao Bing was about to withdraw from the limit set by the martial arts venue, his footsteps suddenly stopped, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the handle with his right hand, until it grew out, and a dense line was drawn. The knife net completely enveloped Fujiro Nakamura, and then he heard the clinking jingle like firecrackers. The density almost broke the eardrums of the people present. What Fukuda Ogawa saw was I was stunned, and it became clear that the strength gap between him and the two people on the stage was. Fortunately, the princess chose him, otherwise he would be the one that will lose ~ IndoMTL.com~ Nakamura Fujiro's sword is too strong and too fast, the reason why Xiao Bing At the beginning, retreating without a fight was to let the power of the third sword weaken to the extreme, but now through the chain of sword nets, the momentum of the third sword is completely exhausted.

Suddenly, the knife net disappeared, Nakamura Fujiro’s third knife fell to the ground, between the electric light and flint, a bright light cut Nakamura Fujiro’s forehead, from his forehead to the lower abdomen, a deep Deep blood stains appeared.

Xiao Bing returned the sword into its sheath, with a bit of regret and solemn expression in his eyes, and said softly: "You are defeated."

Fujiro Nakamura plopped to the ground, his forehead cracked, blood pouring from all over his body, but there was not the slightest fear in his eyes. He was indeed a lunatic, even his own life. Indifferent lunatic.

Xiao Bing lowered his head and asked: "Why did you apply for a personal samurai?"

Fujiro Nakamura's voice is weak, but with a bit of morbid hatred: "There is no good woman in this world. They only care about people's appearance. I want to be by her side...find a chance. Let this first beauty in the country have a taste of me as an ugly man... It's a pity... It's a pity... Fun... Fun."

Fujiro Nakamura died, and the whole scene was silent. No one thought that this ugly man was here to avenge the woman and to ruin the most beautiful goddess in the world. Princess Nami suddenly stood up. I got up, panting fiercely and constantly, pointing at Fujiro Nakamura's body, and said: "Bring him down to me, and give me his corpse a thousand cuts and pieces."

A group of samurai rushed out from the dark, and went straight to Fujiro Nakamura's body. Xiao Bing directly blocked the front, holding the hilt of the sword, and said in a light tone: "The dead are dead. "