Chapter 43 The fifth seat is announced
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Blood splashed up and spread into speckled blood beads in mid-air.
The flames that soared into the sky only lasted for a moment, and then quickly extinguished.
The remaining flames peeled off the broken knife bit by bit, revealing mottled cracks.
Everyone on the school field was stunned.
Their eyes stared blankly at the figure lingering in the flames, an unspeakable emotion welling up in their hearts, and they felt like tears filled their eyes.
"Hahahaha!! Well done!!"
Jia Ji roared with blood boiling.
"So handsome!! So cool!!"
Kuzan's eyes lit up.
Others couldn't help but clenched their fists tightly and let out a long mouthful of pleasure.
"A very strong sword."
Darren looked at the bloody Huoshaoshan in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.
The hot broken knife was stuck between his steel-like muscles, and blood flowed out from the wound.
Huo Shaoshan's sword is indeed amazing.
That overwhelming and unyielding aura is deeply integrated into his sword, containing an indomitable determination.
It can be said unceremoniously that the level of this sword has exceeded that of Gion, who has greatly increased his strength after receiving his own special training.
If it had been any other naval officer present, he would have been directly seriously injured and his internal organs penetrated by Huoshaoshan's knife. Even if the best military doctor in the department was called in time, there is a high probability that he would not be able to save him.
Even with his invulnerable steel body...
Darren frowned, obviously feeling that his breathing was a little disordered.
...It will take at least half an hour for the wound to scab.
This is because in recent times, especially after the battle between Bundy Waldo and Roger, his body has strengthened again.
If it was before the replacement...
Well, at least two hours.
He is truly worthy of being the future pillar of the Navy Headquarters, the mainstay of justice...
Although he was suspected of being a liar, he also wanted to help Huo Shaoshan, a guy with a very lovable personality and temper, practice swordsmanship.
But what has to be admitted is that these lieutenant generals who occupy a place in the original plot do have their own merits.
Huo Shaoshan looked at the smile that appeared on Darren's face in front of him, and was startled for a moment, then suddenly grinned, revealing his teeth stained red with blood.
"I came to you."
He smiled contentedly.
Puff your chest and look proud.
"Indeed... very strong..."
He murmured softly, and his heavy eyelids slowly closed.
Darren steadied him.
Everyone immediately gathered around and took out their phone bugs to notify the military hospital.
Soon, the military doctor stationed nearby rushed over and carried Huo Shaoshan onto a stretcher.
"His injuries..."
Zefa glanced at Huo Shaoshan, who was pale and unconscious, with a worried look on his face, and asked the military doctor.
The military doctor checked briefly and said slowly:
"It's nothing serious. He just lost too much blood and has three bone fractures in his arm... We will give him a blood transfusion in time. There should be no life-threatening danger and no sequelae."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then seemed to realize something, and all looked at Darren.
This guy...is holding back.
Darren simply ignored their gazes, turned around slowly, stared at Jia Ji with squinted eyes, and curved his lips into something that was not a smile:
"Were you shouting very actively just now, Lieutenant Colonel Jiaji?"
Jiaji looked at the smile on Darren's face, his whole body trembled, and he said with a sneer:
"Well... isn't this just to enhance the atmosphere..."
Darren smiled and said nothing.
"Hey Hey……"
Jiaji stepped back step by step with a smile on his face.
Zefa glared at this worthless guy, stepped forward and said:
"Doctor, check Darren's injury."
"No need, Teacher Zefa."
Darren shook his head.
"Why is it not necessary? You have just been discharged from the hospital from a serious injury, you brat!"
Seeing Darren's indifferent and disapproving look, Zefa's tone became serious.
"If there are any sequelae, you will regret it in the future——"
His words stopped abruptly.
The eyes under the sunglasses gradually widened, looking at the wound on Darren's chest with disbelief.
The wound has...stopped, stopped bleeding?
Zefa's mouth twitched.
Only then did he truly realize why Warring States looked like he had seen a ghost when he talked about Darren.
Is this really a human being? ?
"Teacher Zefa!! Hurry up to the next one!! I'm impatient to wait!!"
At this time, Kuzan put his head over, bent his arms and squeezed his biceps, and said expectantly.
Zefa slowly exhaled, nodded and said:
"good."
"The winner of this duel..."
He glanced at Darren.
"Darren!"
"The top four names entering the training camp are: Kuzan, Kaki, Gion, and Darren!"
"Before the duel of the top four, we must first fight for the fifth seat!"
"The candidates competing for the fifth seat are Ghost Spider and Huo Shaoshan... In view of Huo Shaoshan's serious injury and loss of the ability to continue competing... the winner of this round is..."
Having said this, Zefa pondered for a moment, and was about to speak directly to declare the victory of Ghost Spider.
"Teacher Zefa, I admit defeat in this battle."
Ghost Spider suddenly spoke.
Zefa was stunned, looked at Ghost Spider seriously, and asked in a deep voice:
"are you sure?"
Ghost Spider pressed the saber on his waist and said expressionlessly:
"That's right, that knife shot by Huo Shaoshan just now... I couldn't catch it."
"I'm no match for him."
"This fifth seat should belong to him."
Zefa looked at him deeply, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
"In that case, I officially announce that Huo Shaoshan has successfully won the fifth seat in the training camp!"
No one expressed any objection to this result.
After all, the stunning sword strike that burned the mountain just now showed that he was indeed qualified to overwhelm everyone.
"Then let's make the final draw."
Zefa took out the paper ball again and placed it in front of Darren and the others.
Kuzan, who couldn't wait, stepped forward first and took one.
Darren and Gion also picked up one one after another.
Jiaji looked at the last ball of paper in Zefa's hand with a troubled face, sweating profusely, as if he had eaten a fly.
He glanced at Darren.
Well, he will be beaten to death.
He glanced at Kuzan again.
Well, that's pretty much it even if you don't die.
He glanced at Gion one last time.
Well, life is worse than death.
"Um...Teacher Zefa, can I just admit defeat?"
Jiaji shrank his head, raised his hands, and said sarcastically.
"No!"*4
Zefa, Darren, Kuzan, and Gion said coldly at the same time.
Definitely.
Addition:…
With trembling hands, he picked up the last paper ball and slowly opened it.
Number: 2
"What a pity, Jiajia."
A voice with a teasing smile sounded from behind.
Jiaji's face suddenly turned pale and he turned around stiffly.
The Commodore stood there, holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand, staring at him with a half-smile.
A number was clearly written on the paper - 2.
"Just now you shouted cheerfully, saying you were going to 'kill me, this bastard', right?"
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I know it's short, so I'll add more.
Actually, the short one is cute too (beep quietly)
Ask for everything.
