mythical visionary

Chapter 92 Mythical Secret Realm on the Snow Mountain, Susanoo, Ten Fist Sword

At [-] o'clock in the morning Japan time, a Shinkansen train was running above the track. Inside the No. [-] car, Xia Mingwei was resting with his hands closed and his eyes leaning against the side of the train seat.

The flight back to Tokyo from Hokkaido takes about 4 hours. He and Kiyotake Rin are the last bus to catch, and they will arrive at Tokyo Station in about an hour.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the interior of the dark car was empty, and the seats were covered with mercury-like moonlight.

Xia Mingwei looked around, but did not see Qing Zhulin's figure, but one of the windows in the carriage was broken, and the bitter wind and snow rushed in.

Broken windows?It doesn't look like long.

Xia Mingwei frowned, turned his head and looked out of the window, suddenly stretching mountains came into view, the wildly swaying wind and snow covered the mountains, making it impossible to see the scene clearly.

A ray of red and gold flames suddenly rose in his pupils, and his vision suddenly became clear, expanding outwards more than a hundred times, and he could even see the bright moon hidden behind through the clouds. The huge white mouth is like a big snow-white snake opening its bloody mouth, hissing.

That is... Mythical Secret Realm?
Moreover, it seems to be the mythical secret place of Yamata no Orochi.

Seeing this scene, Xia Mingwei made an instant judgment. He turned his piercing eyes, and he could see that not far from the giant mouth, in the wild wind and snow, a white snake with transparent thin wings on its back was galloping towards the entrance of the Mythical Secret Realm. Go, the girl in the light blue down jacket stands above its head.

"What are you thinking..." Xia Mingwei took a deep breath, looked up at the monitor in the Shinkansen car, and then jumped out from the broken window, and dark streamers gushed out from under his feet, weaving into a ball suspended in the air Clouds wrapped his feet in it.

At the same time, 05:30 pm London time.

Xia Mingwei left the dormitory and came to the competition hall of Oribel Academy. There are many competitions held in the competition hall, such as the long-distance running competition in the academy, the high jump and long jump competition, etc. The adjustable ring in the arena will be used.

These competition arenas can use the attached data panel to adjust the scale, rules, and even create a pitch-black barrier to block the sight of the outside world. Of course, it is impossible to achieve with modern technology, but this is in the folding space of the former principal. He can create these seemingly impossible buildings at will with designer sequences.

At this moment, due to the duel between the third-year students "Jiang Zixiao" and "Giovanni", the competition hall is already densely packed with students who just finished class.

They adjusted the arena to its maximum size, which was almost comparable to half a football field, and then rows of seats outside the arena were lifted up into the sky. Students sat on the seats, and some even held popcorn and Coke in their arms. Appreciate this game purely with the mentality of watching fun.

Xia Mingwei took a glance and saw Ji Lang's figure from the crowd. He sat down on the seat next to Ji Lang and asked, "Are you coming too?"

"Can't you?" Ji Lang took a bite of the hot dog, curled his lips, "I'm free, let's join in the fun."

Xia Mingwei looked towards the ring, and saw the two famous students in his eyes.

The first is Giovanni, the president of the student union, with standard blond hair and green eyes, fair complexion, handsome features, and a slightly feminine face, holding a Bible in his hand.

Next is Jiang Zixiao, the head of the Qingkong regiment. His complexion is as healthy as wheat, his black hair is braided behind his head, and his eyes are piercing.

What they have in common is that both of them are wearing school uniforms, with a badge of "crossed swords and a lion's head" on their chests.

While Xia Mingwei was still thinking about who would win between the two, a message came from the dreamer's coat of arms on his neck.

[A future fantasy about the "race" has been obtained. 】

Xia Mingwei raised his eyebrows, his consciousness sank and he came to the Fantasia Theater, where he played this future fantasy, and saw that the end of the game was that Jiang Zixiao and Giovanni were tied.

He returned to reality, opened his eyes, and asked Ji Lang beside him:

"Would you like to make a bet?"

"What bet?" Ji Lang got excited, he was obviously an old gambler.

"Just bet on who will win." Xia Mingwei said.

"Ha," Ji Lang shrugged, "I've been repeated for two years, and I know the strength of these two idiots better than you. Are you sure you want to bet with me?"

Xia Mingwei said slowly: "If I win the bet, you can do me a favor; if I lose the bet, I also owe you a favor. You are always on call."

Ji Lang squinted his dead fish eyes to look at him, and asked cautiously: "Let's talk about it first, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me hack into the surveillance system of the Shinkansen in Japan. I need to delete a video." Xia Mingwei said bluntly.

"I'll go, you're not a terrorist, are you?"

"Just ask if you gamble or not?"

"It's a gamble." Ji Lang didn't care, "I bet Giovanni will win. Although that Jiang Zixiao has something, the sequence of lion dancers is still not as good as that of the pope."

"Then I bet they're a tie."

"Uh... do you know how low the probability of these two things being tied?"

"I know." Xia Mingwei raised his eyes, quietly watching the ring.

The game has already started. Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Jiang Zixiao rushed forward. Behind him seemed to be covered with a red phantom. The red color became more and more intense, and finally turned into a fiery red lion. Roaring above his head; on the other side, a giant clock rose above Giovanni's head, and countless scriptures wound around the clock. As he opened the Bible, the sacred bell gradually rang.

The Lion Dancer vs. the Pope, the exclusive sequences of the two Sequencer families are naturally eye-catching, but Xia Mingwei is more concerned about whether Zeus is hidden among the two, so he uses the 72 transformation to hide his sharp eyes and maintain the ability to enhance his vision. Watch this game for the situation.

Xia Mingwei galloped in the wind and snow on a somersault cloud, drifting away from the Shinkansen train. He protected his eyes with the back of his hand to block the oncoming wind and snow.

The pupils burning with red gold flames reflected the girl riding the giant snake. The snake escaped into the entrance of the mythical secret realm and disappeared above the snow mountain with the girl.

Xia Mingwei gritted his teeth, bent his body slightly, and the shadows under his feet swayed wildly, and the speed of the somersaulting cloud was a little faster. His figure seemed to be dragged by a beam of black streamer.

Not long after, he shot to the front of the entrance of the Mythical Secret Realm, and he fell into it almost without hesitation, disappearing at the end of the white world.

After falling into the mysterious realm of mythology, the whole world changed instantly, and what came into view was a rough sea. There was a tall figure floating on the sea, wearing ancient Shinto costumes, holding ten-colored long swords, Stepping on straw sandals, hanging above the tide, the robes are hunting and dancing.

Xia Mingwei took a closer look, and there was no doubt that this was the Susanoo in Japanese mythology—Suzhan Wuzun, who killed Yamata no Orochi with a ten-fist sword.

Since it is the mythical secret realm of Yamata no Orochi, the characters in the secret realm are naturally related to Yamata no Orochi's life experience, and it is not difficult to speculate based on his knowledge reserve.

The sky was filled with cloudy clouds, and the light of thunder danced faintly between the clouds, and the thunder resounded instantly, reflecting Susanoo's terrifying and hideous figure.

The long sword in its hand reflects different colors of brilliance. It must be the Ten Fist Sword in mythology. The sword body has ten blades of different colors, as if it can control ten different forces.

At this time, in front of Susanoo, there was a giant snake with four leaves and thin wings of a dragonfly on its back. It kept vibrating its four wings, allowing its bulky body to stay above the sea, but blood kept flowing from its scales. out, like a waterfall sprinkled to the sea.

A girl stood on top of the giant snake. She raised her head in the wind and rain, and looked at Xia Mingwei at the entrance, with a trace of surprise in her clear eyes.

Seeing Qing Zhulin's face, Xia Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief. He bent down and landed beside her in somersaulting clouds, and asked:

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Judging from the scene, Kiyotake Rin has already fought Susanoo for two or three rounds, otherwise the Seventh Snake she was sitting on would not have been so crippled, and besides, there was a snake-like body floating on the sea. The corpse, it looks like a snake, the most powerful snake among the eight heads of Yamata no Orochi.

"I can do it alone." Qing Zhulin was silent for a moment.

Xia Mingwei glanced at the snake's corpse on the sea, and then at the damaged wing of Qi snake, frowned, took a deep breath and said, "This is a second-level mythical secret realm, which is better than the one in my Huaguoshan secret realm." The Bull Demon King is much harder to fight, what if something happens to you when you come here alone?"

"You have no combat experience..." She paused, "I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Is that why you didn't wake me up?" Xia Mingwei interrupted her and said almost wordlessly, "Then when I wake up, tell me that the secret realm has been solved by you, so I can feel at ease Is it?"

Qing Zhulin froze for a moment, it was the first time she saw Robert get angry.

Xia Mingwei didn't speak any more, but the red golden flames burning in his pupils flickered violently, and his anger seemed to nourish the flames, making them bloom more violently.

"Robert..."

"Just watch from behind," Xia Mingwei said in a deep voice, "Don't come over." As he spoke, he took off a lock of hair, and a clone appeared beside him.Shadows poured out from the clone's body surface, woven into a coat covering the skin, and then formed somersault clouds under the feet. At the same time, the right hand squeezed out the shadow power, and firmly held the golden cudgel that fell from the shadow power.

After being promoted to the second level, there are two avatars that are allowed to exist in the Black Wukong sequence.

And Xia Mingwei has tried it before, and the clone can also create a clone, so Robert can use the clone method just like the main body.

Along with the avatar holding the golden cudgel, Xia Mingwei also stretched out his right hand, five fingers poured out of the shadow, and the golden cudgel fell out of it and fell into his palm.

He slowly clenched the golden cudgel tightly, his knuckles crackling.

"Where is the evildoer..." Susanoo raised his ten-fist sword, "Since you dare to appear in front of me, then I will definitely kill you and Yamata no Orochi."

Xia Mingwei firmly held the golden cudgel, the surging shadow power condensed on the stick, and violent flames danced in the scarlet pupils.

It was too late to say it, and he and his avatar had already shot out in a somersault cloud.

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