Volume 3: The World's Strongest Chapter 50: The Miserable and Hopeless Descendants
Qi Ji took a look at the image of his opponent on the tablet. He was wearing an oval porous iron mask on his face, so his features could not be seen. Overall, he looked like a typical Nordic strong man.
Chun Gu Feng added, "Since video recording is prohibited after the match begins, his fighting style cannot be shown directly to you. However, according to the analysts hired by the company to watch, this 'Hopeless' is also at the top level among the nine dan. I don't know which world-renowned player this is."
Ueizumi Masanobu was also present. He took over Harutani Feng's words and said, "The analyst said that if you fight this man, you must be prepared to face death if you lose. His fighting style is extremely cruel. He never shows mercy to any opponent. As long as he can kill his opponent, he will kill him without hesitation."
Chun Gu Feng then said, "This swordsman won forty-two games for Daisi Environmental Protection and only lost two. I must tell you that in all the games he played and won, all the enemies died. The few opponents who did not die were actually those who surrendered immediately after the game started."
Qi Ji glanced at the two of them and asked, "What do you want to express by saying so much?"
Kamiizumi Masanobu said with a serious face: "I suggest you don't take the risk. I can accept the surrender price for this game. Even if you surrender, I can still get the share I want, and I can also fulfill the agreement I made with you before."
Hearing what Kamiizumi Masanobu said, Qi Ji couldn't help but look at him with a higher regard.
I didn't expect that this uncle still had some principles and was not blinded by money.
Qi Ji nodded and said, "I will decide based on the situation when we go on stage, so you don't have to worry."
As they were talking, they returned to the deck and boarded the helicopter again.
It will take about two more hours of flying to reach the next venue.
…
Helicopters roared past in the darkness.
Soon, under the command of the tower, it landed on flat ground.
"Is this an island?"
Qi Ji got off the helicopter, looked around, and found himself on a specially designated helipad, and this open space was surrounded .
Chun Gu Feng also looked around and nodded, saying, "They are all tropical and subtropical tree species. We are indeed on an unknown island."
Kamiizumi Masanobu had a calm expression: "There are many countries in the world willing to sell these useless micro-islands. It's not surprising that the Death Madness Society was able to buy them."
"Welcome, President Kamiizumi."
At this time, along with the voice of talking, a tall and thin man dressed as a butler and also wearing a mask with the word "Death Maniac" on it walked out of the dense forest.
Then, his mask turned to Qi Ji and also bowed slightly: "Welcome to you as well, Bai Xiuluo, the strongest man in the world."
Unlike greeting Izumi Masanobu, this butler even used honorifics to address Qi Ji, and his evaluation of Qi Ji was actually the strongest in the world. His tone was natural and decisive, without any praise or flattery.
Qi Ji raised his head and glanced at the other person, then asked with interest, "It seems you know my true identity?"
The butler nodded and said, "The mask is only used to prevent the swordsman from showing his true face. In fact, it is difficult to deliberately hide a person's posture, gait, and fighting habits, especially for someone like Mr. Bai Xiuluo who is in the limelight."
Qi Ji nodded. He never thought that he could keep his identity secret in front of someone with ulterior motives.
"Then, let me lead the way for you." Seeing that Qi Ji didn't say anything, the butler tactfully stopped exchanging pleasantries and turned around to walk into the dense forest.
Qi Ji and others followed immediately.
At night, after walking for a while in the dark forest, the butler of the Death Society pressed a switch and the ground slowly opened up, revealing a staircase leading downwards with bright light.
"Go down the stairs to the underground, and you will reach the sword fighting arena where the Death Maniacs will arrange various high-level sword fighting duels." The butler introduced and took the lead to walk down.
After entering the stairs, the window above my head slowly closed, and this nameless island returned to darkness again.
Qi Ji and the others followed the butler in silence through the not-so-long staircase tunnel.
When we reached the stairs, bursts of noise began to be heard.
The butler did not move forward, but stood at the door and made a "please" gesture to Qi Ji and the others.
Qi Ji took the lead and walked out the door.
Wow.
Countless noises and bustles gathered together, and they suddenly came to a small space imitating an ancient Nordic arena.
Not very big, a bit like the scene where Qi Ji fights Abyss Walker Arthas in the Tower of Transcendence.
The circular arena with a diameter of about 30 meters in the center is surrounded by high walls, and above the high walls are circles of spectator seats.
At this moment, in the arena, a tall man kicked his opponent on the inside of the knee, making him kneel down.
Then, he raised high the huge, 1.7-meter-long flame-shaped sword in his hand. The sword body was straight overall, but the shape was curved like a flame.
Before his opponent could even shout "surrender", he suddenly chopped down with both hands and instantly cut off his opponent's head!
Hundreds of spectators in the auditorium immediately gave rise to noisy encouragement.
“Well done!”
"Yes! Just cut off his head like that! Great!"
Seeing such brutal and bloody behavior on the scene, Shangquan Zhengxin and Chungu Feng behind Qi Ji frowned. Shangquan Technology had just become a member of the Death Maniac Organization. They had never seen such a direct way of killing before, and now they felt a little uncomfortable.
Inside the field, "Hopeless" who had killed his opponent turned around and saw Qi Ji and his group appearing from the competition channel. He immediately raised his huge flame-shaped sword provocatively, roared at them, then held the sword with one hand and put it on his shoulder, and stretched out his left hand to hook at Qi Ji.
The referee also left the field at this time. He watched as several staff members came on stage and dragged the hopeless opponent off the field. Then he announced loudly: "Pre-match dessert is over. Afterwards, the challenger company will transfer its business worth 1 billion yen to Des Environmental Protection under the supervision of the Death Maniacs Association."
It seems that before Qi Ji and his team arrived, an extra match was temporarily held here, and someone wanted to challenge and seize the position of Days Environmental Protection.
The result was obvious. The company failed. Not only did it lose 1 billion yen in business, but even the swordsman it had carefully trained died.
The Death Madness referee then said: "The other party in today's Death Madness Sword Fight Finals, Shangquan Technology, has arrived! Please ask the swordsman Bai Xiuluo to take his position immediately!"
Qi Ji took off his shirt silently and handed it to Chun Gu Feng. At the same time, he took the imitation of the Immortal Slash handed to him by Chun Gu Feng and silently came to the edge of the arena.
Then he flipped over and jumped off the high wall, landing gracefully on the field.
The two men confronted each other.
Wuwang was nearly ten centimeters taller than Qi Ji. He looked down at Qi Ji and said in Nordic with a smile, "Are you Bai Xiuluo? Or should I call you by your real name - Qi Ji?"
"It doesn't matter." Qi Ji's eyes were indifferent. He just said, "That man just now was not your opponent. It seems unnecessary to kill him in the end."
Wuwang looked at him with strange eyes: "Little sheep, this is a sword fight to the death. Isn't it natural to kill the opponent? You don't think this is just a game, do you?"
"What's more..." Hopeless' eyes gradually turned bloodshot, "I really like killing people! If I didn't want to enjoy the extreme pleasure of chopping the enemy in half, I wouldn't have the time to participate in this duel full of the smell of money!"
His voice was fanatical: "After all, my ancestors were strong warriors who were in the 'miserable and hopeless army' and participated in countless bloody battlefields and still survived. Killing the enemy completely is the most thirsty desire of the blood flowing in my body."
The miserable and hopeless team?
Qi Ji felt that the name of this unit sounded somewhat familiar, and he remembered it after thinking about it for a while.
It is said that there were countless small-scale battles in the Nordic countries in the Middle Ages, and these battles often involved some "cannon fodder" troops.
This kind of team is called the "miserable and hopeless team".
The role of these cannon fodder troops is to attract and waste the opponent's firepower in a suicidal manner, and the end result is often that they are annihilated.
The personnel of this kind of troops are basically criminals who have committed serious crimes, prisoners on the battlefield, and other unlucky slaves. They are usually promised that they can regain their freedom if they can survive the battlefield.
Obviously, very few people survive.
As 'Hopeless' said, the ancestor who participated in countless battlefields as a member of the Miserable Hopeless Team and still survived, undoubtedly, definitely possessed certain qualities that were far stronger than ordinary people.
But seeing how Hopeless was thirsty for blood, it was unclear whether he had inherited the powerful traits from his ancestors.
At least it can be seen that he is an anti-human element.
Qi Ji stopped talking, but silently raised the Immortal Slash with both hands, showing a posture of hiding his edge.
Next, it's time to clean up the pests for humans.
When Wuwang saw Qi Ji assuming a stance, he couldn't help but laugh wildly. He grasped the hilt of the flame-shaped sword with both hands, rotated it twice, and quickly assumed a "bull-style" stance.
He said: "Qi Ji, remember my name, my name is Jaeger, Jaeger Janos!"
When the referee saw the two men in position, he immediately raised his hand and waved it down.
"Death Sword Fight Begins!"
boom!
The next second, before the audience could react, the two of them collided with a loud bang!
As their weapons clashed, Jaeger's emerald green pupils trembled, and bloodshot appeared in the whites of his eyes.
A large number of swollen blood vessels and nerves slowly began to appear on the surface of his body, and his white skin turned red.
His ancestors were able to survive countless fatal battles as members of the Bloody Hopeless Team because of this terrifying demon-like physical fitness.
The more we fight, the more excited we get; the more blood we see, the crazier we get!
Jaeger believed that the blood flowing in his and his ancestors' bodies was the legendary devil's blood.
He looked at Qi Ji with crazy eyes and said hoarsely and excitedly: "Bai Xiuluo... Come on! Try your best to please me!"
After saying that, his extraordinary and terrifying power suddenly crushed over!
As mentioned before, the world record for deadlift strength among strongmen on Earth is 700 kilograms.
Although the man in front of him did not have the body of a strongman, his strength was almost at the level of a strongman!
And after Qi Ji was enhanced beyond the limit, his strength was only at this level!
Under such a tremendous force, Qi Ji struggled to withstand the pressure of Jaeger's flame-shaped sword, and was suddenly at a disadvantage in the power confrontation.
This kind of disadvantage in strength was the first time he faced it since returning to Earth from the outer world.
However, he was not afraid, but rather excited.
The population of Earth is close to 10 billion, with such a huge base...
As expected, there are still such monstrous humans!
Instead, Jaeger's eyes revealed surprise. After wrestling with Qi Ji for two seconds, he suddenly swung his sword, and they both jumped back at the same time.
Jaeger held the flame-shaped sword, his body was red, as if steaming, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You can actually rival me in strength. I didn't expect that the Daxia race could give birth to someone like you."
