War Spirit Girl: Starting Contract Emperor Armor School Beauty

Chapter 100 Sakura Man? Sure enough, there is something wrong with my brain!

"Are you kidding me! Let me fight against a ninth-level alien beast?!"

In the backstage of the Colosseum, violent voices suddenly sounded.

Looking at the strange beast exuding a terrifying aura on the stage, Miyamoto was completely stunned.

The reason why he came to participate in this competition was just to give the Dragon Kingdom a good foothold.

Otherwise, why would an eighth-level spiritual master come to participate in an entertainment competition?

But what he didn't expect was that in order to prevent him from winning a hundred consecutive victories, the Colosseum actually captured a ninth-level alien beast!

This is a ninth-level alien beast!

Even if it is placed in the territory of alien beasts, it will be the overlord of one party!

At this moment, Miyamoto finally realized that the profound heritage of the Dragon Kingdom was far beyond what the subsidiary Sakura Kingdom could peek into!

But when I realized this, it was already too late.

Even beings at the God of War level must be careful when facing ninth-level beasts, otherwise they may also fall.

Even the God of War must do this, let alone an eighth-level spiritual master!

"I want to quit the game!"

Looking at the staff coming around, Miyamoto howled loudly at the top of his voice.

Although he knew that once word got out about his fear of withdrawing from the competition, he would be ridiculed for the rest of his life, but he couldn't care less about it now.

Compared with face, life is the most important!

Besides, as a Sakura countryman, my reputation is already pretty bad, so I don’t care if I get a little more bad.

However, the staff present shook their heads, handed a document signed in advance to him, and said.

"Mr. Miyamoto, according to the contract we signed before, regardless of life or death, you must play in the 100th game and cannot admit defeat midway."

"If you violate the terms of the contract, you must pay liquidated damages one hundred times the amount of the prize to compensate for the losses caused to the Colosseum."

"Of course, if you are in a very serious crisis, we at the Colosseum will do our best to provide humanitarian assistance."

Looking at the contract written in black and white in front of him, Miyamoto's face turned green.

He had forgotten that he seemed to have signed such a thing before the game.

However, the original contract, including various clauses, lasted more than a hundred pages, and the number of words alone exceeded five digits!

Who the hell would have nothing to do to read them all?

But the next moment, an idea suddenly flashed in Miyamoto's mind.

It’s true that I signed the contract, but what if the contract is gone?

Without any hesitation, under everyone's surprised gazes, he quickly stuffed the contract in his mouth into his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the staff present were stunned.

After working for so many years, this was the first time they saw such a pure-bred Shabi.

This idiot doesn't know that there is something called

Printer?

No wonder people say that Sakura people have something wrong with their brains, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Well, the contract is gone now. I want to withdraw from the competition. How about you take me? Hiccup."

Glancing at the confused people around him, Miyamoto's face was full of pride.

"You seem to be stuffed with food. How about I ask someone to bring you a bottle of water?"

Seeing that he seemed to be choking, the staff member in charge quickly handed him a bottle of water.

"???"

This move actually confused Miyamoto.

I ate up the contract!

But why don't they seem anxious at all?

But once he said it, he was indeed choked.

After quickly unscrewing the water in his hand, Miyamoto took several sips and finally swallowed the paper in his mouth.

However, just when he wanted to mock the stupid Longguo people in front of him, the scene in front of him completely stopped him in place.

In front of me, a large stack of copied contracts had piled up into a hill.

The staff member who just handed him the water was holding another contract in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Miyamoto, are you still hungry? Do you want some more? You're welcome. For archival purposes, we still have several thousand copies of the contract here. Make sure we have enough!"

"you!"

Feeling the eyes around him as if they were looking at a sand wall, Miyamoto felt furious for a moment. After being treated like this, he had no intention of continuing to stay in the background.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Miyamoto is ready to die.

In the short period of time just now, he had already thought of a wonderful plan!

"In this duel, the eighth-level spiritual master Miyamoto, who has won ninety-nine games in a row, will challenge the ninth-level king beast of the alien beast realm!"

Listening to the sounds coming from the speakers around him, Lin Ling finally entered the inner seats of the Colosseum.

And thanks to the excellent location of the staff tunnel, you can watch the game up close.

"This aura...is indeed a supernatural beast!"

The moment he saw Kaiomon appear, Lin Ling immediately made a judgment.

the reason is simple.

The last time he transformed into a Shura armor and violently beat up the rock beast, the rock beast exuded the same aura.

Although the appearance is somewhat similar, the supernatural beast is not the same species as the alien beast after all, and the huge gap between the two is still easy to detect.

The most important thing is that compared to the alien beasts that came to Blue Star, the supernatural beasts that were transformed by the magic spirit stone are much stronger.

Even compared with some beast kings among the beasts, they are not inferior at all!

Not to mention, Kaiomon is one of the best among supernatural beasts.

Therefore, even if a ninth-level war god of the same realm comes in person, there is a risk of falling into Kaiomon's mouth.

And this Miyamoto is just an eighth-level spiritual master.

The outcome of the duel was obviously clear.

The only pity is that he did not detect any divine beast aura on Kaiomon.

It seemed that the aura that Suzaku noticed could only come from White Tiger.

After shaking his head, Lin Ling turned around and wanted to leave.

Now that the mission has been completed, there is no need to stay here any longer.

However, just when he turned around, there was a sudden exclamation from around him.

Lin Ling's heart skipped a beat as his fighting consciousness developed over the years.

Without thinking too much, he hurriedly dodged to the side.

The next moment, a black unknown object hit the spot heavily.

In just an instant, a large hole was quickly corroded into the ground made of high-strength materials.

Looking up, Lin Ling discovered that Kaiomon, who was supposed to be in the middle of the ring, was now running towards the audience under Miyamoto's seduction.

"Hmph! Stupid people from the Dragon Kingdom, do you think you can let me die obediently?"

As the source of the commotion, Miyamoto couldn't help but curl up into a sinister smile.

This is exactly his plan!

As long as Kaiomon can be led to the auditorium, it will definitely cause a commotion.

When the time comes, he will take the opportunity to blend into the crowd and escape easily.

what?

What about the safety of the audience?

What does that have to do with him?

It is an honor for these Dragon Kingdom people to be their scapegoats!

Just as Miyamoto was about to rush into the employee passage as planned, he suddenly found a figure wearing challenger clothing blocking the way.

Seeing that someone dared to block him, he couldn't help but became furious, summoned the war spirit and bombarded the person in front of him.

"Dare to stop me? Die!"

(End of this chapter)