freenovelworld Chapter 392 Winning streak
Chapter 392 Winning streak
Chapter 392 Winning streak
Of course the two pets needed to eat, and Lin He soon returned to the shelter.
Lin He started to prepare lunch, and soon Chu Ran also came back from digging.
He went straight to the kitchen, hugged Xiao Qing and Xiao Hei who were lying at the door of the kitchen, and rubbed their heads.
Seeing Lin He who was busy in the kitchen, he walked over and said.
"I also said to come back early to make lunch. I didn't expect Brother Lin to come back earlier than me."
"I'll help you!"
Lin He was handling the ingredients with both hands, tilted his head and kissed Chu Ran, and smiled.
"No, you go and play with the two little guys for a while, they are bored lying there."
"Brother Lin cooks today, in the future I will raise you all fat and white."
"Of course, except for Lin Song..."
The two little guys looked up at Lin He, and added that Lin Song is also a person!
……
Chu Ran hugged Lin He from behind, rubbed her head on his back, and couldn't help smiling.
"Brother Lin, you've worked hard. I'll take Xiaoqing and Xiaohei to play with Nanase."
The two little guys were lying at the door of the kitchen, watching the actions of the two adults and sighed helplessly.
The courage of these two people is really getting bigger and bigger!
You used to be sneaky when holding hands, but now you don't even carry us behind your back!
Naturally, Lin He could clearly understand what the two little guys were thinking, and looked at them angrily and said.
"You two are such big pets, why don't you understand?"
"I thought it was when I was a child? What were you doing behind your back?"
Chu Ran couldn't help smiling, picked up Xiao Qing and Xiao Hei from the ground, and said.
"Let's go! Let's go out and play with Nanase, Brother Lin, I also want Nanase to take me to the sky for a while, I wonder if it's okay?"
Without hesitation, Lin He refused directly.
"No! Definitely not!"
"The first time you fly, I have to take you with you. That's fun!"
Chu Ran nodded excitedly.
The two pets instantly felt a rancid smell of love coming from the kitchen.
At this time, the gladiatorial battle in Latu City was filled with awe-inspiring sword intent, and all those powerful sword intents came from a single sword.
Word of mouth in the city of Latour, many people know that the sword has a very appropriate name, called the Peerless Sword.
That is indeed a peerless sword, especially the person holding that sword is a top swordsman.
Kobold Pork was covered in blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely tired.
But in his hand, he was tightly holding a peerless sword. The sword was blood-stained scarlet, especially the high-grade red crystal inlaid, which was even darker red, emitting a strange light.
In front of Polk, a berserker fell heavily to the ground.
There were cheers again and again from the audience around the arena, and many people felt crazy.
Seeing the opponent fell to the ground, Polk's tense body relaxed a little, and he could even see his hands clenched tightly on the hilt tremble slightly inadvertently.
After this battle, Polk has won 42 games in a row in this arena.
In addition to winning unprecedented glory, his swordsmanship has become more and more refined, but at the same time, the unavoidable injuries and the fatigue of long-term fighting have already reached the limit that a swordsman can achieve.
And as the victories stack up, the opponents become stronger.
The battle that just ended was quite dangerous, and the Berserker's defense ability was extremely strong.
If it weren't for having a peerless sword, Polk couldn't break through the opponent's defense at all.
Blood flowed down the blade to the ground, making a light patter.
Polk ignored the cheers around him and the excitement of the referee's victory call.
Instead, he looked down at his sword, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the opponents he defeated, he thought of something in this short period of time.
For example, one of his own failures before the 42-game winning streak, and the origin of the sharp sword in his hand.
These things are all tied to one person.
His lips moved slightly, and he spoke.
"Winning 42 games in a row is not as good as breaking the sword once."
Polk was able to replace his master in the arena, and the most important reason for the successive battles was of course to repay his kindness.
After all, being a teacher for one day and being a father for life, this statement is better expressed by swordsmen.
The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. Under the influence of the sword, Polk also pays more attention to the relationship between master and apprentice.
Another important point is that you can better hone your sword skills in high-intensity battles.
Swordsmanship is Polk's pursuit, and there's no better setting than this.
After Polk won, an interview followed, although Polk had chosen to ignore this kind of interview in the past.
But the process still had to go, and soon someone came over and tentatively asked Polk how he felt and what he wanted to say.
At this time, everyone has already started to leave.
After all, in their opinion, although Polk is exquisite in swordsmanship, this person will never say anything, and they also understand that Polk is to save all the energy that can be saved.
Talk less, use more swords, if you can make one sword, try not to make a second one.
What they didn't expect was that Polk actually accepted the interview and said a word.
"If given the chance, I would like to win another game."
Hearing this, everyone stood up and paused slightly, and looked at Polk in the field in disbelief.
Polk said this sentence seriously.
Everyone was a little puzzled, but when they saw Polk's situation, they felt as if they understood something.
"Is it finally over?"
"What a pity!"
"I hope he can persevere, but he should have reached his limit."
In the eyes of the onlookers, Polk probably felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he believed that he would definitely lose in the next battle.
That's why I said this sentence, hoping that I can win the next game.
The interviewer looked at Polk with some admiration, and said encouragingly.
"There is still some time left for the next battle, you should fix it first, and you will definitely win!"
To everyone's surprise, Polk retracted his sword and said a word again quite confidently.
"Here, I will always win."
The crowd around the audience was already a little confused at this time.
Just now you said that you hope to win, but now you say that you will definitely win.
You were so unconfident just now, who suddenly gave you confidence now?
In fact, no one in the room could know that the two sentences Polk said had nothing to do with each other.
The first sentence was of course what he thought and hoped for, and it had nothing to do with the fighting in the arena.
One more victory, the last one when fighting the real master of that sword.
As for the fighting in the arena, Polk has always been very confident.
He wants to continue to draw swords, and then keep winning!
(End of this chapter)