Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 303 Woohoo!Its belief is evil?Its evil dream?
"Floating Realm?"

Yusuke Shimadzu's expression changed. In terms of qualifications, age, and status in the circle of travellers, the candidate for entering the "Floating Realm" this time should be his eldest son, Naitaro Shimadzu.

But the organization chose the younger Shimadzu Masahiko.

That means that the core elders of Shinto are more optimistic about the potential and future of the martial arts genius of the Shimadzu family.

And there is no doubt that as long as he performs well in the realm of floating life, he will further secure his position as the future leader of the Shinto.

Yusuke Shimadzu looked at his nephew, and saw that his eyes were restrained and radiant, as if he had made more progress in martial arts in the past few months, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is no doubt that this kid is a peerless genius. I have seen countless people in my life, and I have never seen a young man with such aptitude. After only three or four years of becoming a walker, he has already suppressed all his peers in Japan and became a Shinto The first genius among them.

Compared with him, Nataro is indeed far behind except for his birth.

Thinking that the Shimadzu family will be revitalized under the leadership of this little guy in the future, and his own son is only worthy of assisting, Shimadzu Yusuke doesn't know whether to be happy or regretful.

……

"That's right, it's the Realm of Floating Life. Since Grandpa won the championship, our Shinto has never won the championship for decades, but has been suppressed by the Chinese and Westerners. This time I will win the championship for the Yamato nation and break their monopoly. "

Masahiko Shimadzu's words were taken for granted, as if the top spot in "The Realm of Floating Life" was already in his pocket.

Nataro Shimadzu had always been suppressed by this arrogant cousin, but now he was sitting on his knees, seeing him so arrogant and arrogant, he was really angry.

In addition to the resentment that I am full of now, I snorted coldly and said in a strange way:
"Since that's the case, why don't you go to retreat and practice? Challenge an unknown newcomer, is this the genius of our Shimadzu family?"

Masahiko Shimadzu didn't look at him at all, but said to Yusuke Shimadzu:

"Uncle, since you don't know how to deal with this Xin Ziqiu in the real world, then let me defeat him in the realm of floating life, torture him, avenge elder brother Mingjiro, and let the people in Yuxu Palace know and offend us What price will the Shimadzu family pay?"

Yusuke Shimadzu had no joy or sorrow on his face, and said noncommittally:

"Have you checked the details of this Xin Ziqiu? How do you know he will go to the 'Floating Realm'?"

Masahiko Shimadzu spread his hands:
"Isn't this obvious? People in Yuxu Palace have always held themselves in high regard, and they rarely train newcomers. Now everyone knows that they only have high-level practitioners and lack new forces. This Xin Ziqiu is probably their only successor today. Naturally, he can only represent Yuxu Palace in the battle."

Shimadzu Yusuke nodded:

"It's reasonable, but you need to know that there will be no real casualties in the 'Floating Realm'. All the people who died in it will only be sent out, and it will be regarded as a failure of the challenge. Even if you tortured and killed Xin Ziqiu in it , it’s just to let him suffer some flesh and blood, there’s no way to really avenge Kojiro, what’s the point of that?”

Shimazu Masahiko showed a cruel and evil smile, and said slowly:
"It would be too cheap to just kill him. I will use the power of 'rules' to make him sink forever in endless dreams and never be reborn, as his punishment for tarnishing my noble surname of the Shimadzu family."

Shimadzu Yusuke's expression changed:
"Can you use the power of 'rules'?"

Masahiko Shimadzu nodded calmly, but the pride and confidence on his face were clearly revealed.

Yusuke Shimadzu was very surprised. He also participated in the competition in the Floating Life Realm when he was young. Although he lost in the end, he still knew quite a lot about the strange things in the secret realm.

It is not impossible to master and use the power of "rules", but it is extremely difficult for ordinary practitioners, because these rules are different every time, and they are completely random, even if they have participated in more than a dozen secret realm tests like "Shinto" Even the top large organizations in the world can't find out the rules.

But at the same time, the power of the rules is also extremely powerful, which is equivalent to the basic physical laws in the realm of floating life. Once any traveler can control one or more of the rules in the competition, it can be said that there will be no disadvantages in the secret realm. Great advantage over others.

It can be said that whoever can first find out where the rules are and control the power of the rules will have the qualifications to win the final victory.

Shimadzu Yusuke looked at the talented nephew in front of him, and for the first time, his eyes finally revealed the light of approval.

Although I don't know how he did it, a proud young man like Masahiko Shimadzu never bothered to use lies to raise his own value. Since he dared to say this, he must be quite sure.

No wonder he is so confident that he can overwhelm all the younger generations of heaven's favored ones in this time of floating life, and win the leader for Shinto.

As expected of the Shimadzu family, and even the entire Shinto new generation, the unique strongest person, he really has his own merits.

It's a pity that he is not his own son, otherwise there would be no need to fight for the position of the next Patriarch.

Yusuke Shimadzu glanced at Nataro who was looking livid, and shook his head involuntarily.

Now that Kojiro is dead, his son, who is not up to the mark, has no greatest help. I am afraid that even if he succeeds as the head of the family with the status of the eldest son in the future, he will be crushed by Masahiko Shimadzu, and he will not be able to lift his head at all...

……

Xin Ziqiu pushed open the door of the dormitory, and in his ears was the deafening snoring of the boss Pang Zhijun.

The other person in this dormitory, Lu Zhongming, like Xiao Shangdong, is a native of Yanjing and does not stay at the school during the summer vacation.

Now there are only two of them left in the dormitory.

Pang Zhijun's bedside lamp was on, and a half-opened "21 Laws of Leadership" was still upside down on his chest. It seemed that the progress of the union activities in the game tonight did not satisfy him, and he had to make up for it to be the team leader leadership ability.

This kind of person is heartless and will not wake up even if there is a thunderstorm after falling asleep, so Xin Ziqiu ignored him, climbed straight into his bed, turned on the light, and took out the mysterious ancient coin from his pocket. Jade, put it in your hand and observe carefully.

If he didn't look at it, he was taken aback by this look.

I saw that the surface of the ancient jade was as smooth as new, and the three small words "Come and find me" that had just been engraved on it had disappeared!

Xin Ziqiu gasped, checked the ancient jade over and over again, and looked carefully at the light, but he couldn't find any clues.

This piece of jade feels moist and smooth to the touch, and the color on it seems to flow, and there seems to be some kind of energy swirling in it. Unfortunately, his cultivation base is sealed, and his innate qi cannot enter it to investigate, so it is naturally unknown.

But he was [-]% sure that he had indeed seen the lettering on it just now, and that handwriting was undoubtedly his father's.

Xin Ziqiu had no idea, so he could only turn off the light and lie on the bed, close his eyes and try to make himself fall asleep again, to see if he could return to the previous dream, and to see if there were any new clues.

The dream just now was too weird, yet very real, which made him feel like Zhuang Zhou was dreaming of a butterfly, and he could hardly tell whether he was in reality or in a dream.

If the appearance of his father was just a hallucination, then where did this piece of ancient jade in his hand come from, and the inscription on it that was obtained but lost again?

If what was just now was not a dream, then...

...It means that the father may not be dead, but is trapped somewhere, so this method is used to communicate with him.

The more Xin Ziqiu thought about it, the more frightened he became, trying to remind himself to fall asleep.

But the more he wanted to fall asleep, the more chaotic his mind became, and all kinds of thoughts flooded in. Sometimes he turned into the appearance of his father, and sometimes he turned into the appearance of Hong Taiwei and Xuan Ming, constantly swaying in front of his eyes.

Coupled with the violent snoring of the boss in the dormitory, it disturbed him.

After tossing and turning like this for an unknown amount of time, fatigue finally prevailed, and he still fell into a deep sleep...

However, the expected dream never came.

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