kamen rider polar fox twins

Chapter 170 Crushing from the European Emperor

Yusuke Aomura didn't care how Azuma Michichiro and Toru Imai dealt with Takao Kawashima, and was a little concerned about the special rules Suel just announced.

Do you know that this guy will deliberately target me, saying that it is not just about winning by force, but he will test his luck in the end?

I don’t know where my card is. If someone gets it, will I be eliminated directly?

Ma Yehang smiled heartily, released the transformation, and looked at Aomura Yusuke.

"Mingbao, it seems you are being targeted, hahaha."

Wada Ryoko thought for a while and analyzed.

"I think it's because you chose a world without the Grand Prix of Desire in the future, so you were targeted by the authorities."

Uchino Ippei felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that someone could get Yusuke Aomura's card.

"Yusuke, I think we should leave quickly. Maybe we can find your card."

Ma Yehang nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, there are many of us. If we search together, the chances will be greater."

Azuma Michinaga and Toru Imai originally wanted to teach Takao Kawashima a lesson, but this guy was kicked by Yusuke Aomura with a special kick.

It was paralyzed and turned into a dead dog, lying motionless on the ground.

Azuma Michinaga and Toru Imai didn't care whether Kawashima Takao was pretending to be a dead dog or really turned into a dead dog, they just went up and kicked him.

After venting his anger for a while, Azuma Michiko turned over Takao Kawashima's body and took off Takao Kawashima's ID core.

"No! Don't eliminate me, you guys! I can help you!"

Kawashima Takao used his remaining strength to firmly hold Azuma's hand.

Priest Azuma snorted coldly and casually broke away from Kawashima Takao's hand.

"People like you are not qualified to help us."

The electronic data stream enveloped Takao Kawashima and was teleported out of the forest.

Priest Azuma walked towards Aomura Yusuke with the ID core in hand.

"Yusuke, your trophy."

Yusuke Aomura waved his hand, "Just destroy it."

Azuma Daozhang took out his zombie destroyer sword and struck the ID core with one strike.

"Yusuke, what should we do next? Find the card first?"

Speaking of this, Aomura Yusuke has a headache, and his luck seems to be average.

Speaking of luck, Yusuke Aomura couldn't help but think of a mascot that can get out of a maze just by relying on luck.

If Jinghe was here, wouldn't everything be solved?

"Ah sneeze!"

Sakurai Keikazu sneezed, rubbed his itchy nose, and couldn't help tightening his clothes.

"It's too cold in the forest, are you catching a cold?"

"Really, this forest is too big. I haven't even seen anyone so far."

"Didn't Yusuke say that this game will gather all the Kamen Riders who are still alive?"

Yusuke Aomura, who was talking to Azuma Priest, suddenly sneezed, which almost affected Azuma Priest.

Taoist priest Azuma's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Yusuke, it's time for you to put on more clothes."

Sakurai Kagewa wrapped her windbreaker tightly and walked along the creek. Suddenly something tripped under her feet and she fell to the ground like a dog.

"It hurts so much, what is it?"

Sakurai Kagewa looked down and saw a tree root at his feet. He didn't know which tree it extended from.

"Huh!?"

Sakurai Keikazu rubbed his aching legs and saw something seemed to be in the cracks next to the roots of the tree.

Two fingers reached in and pinched the thing out.

It's a card!

After seeing the icon above clearly, Sakurai Kagewa shouted in surprise.

"This is! Yusuke's card! It's great!"

The black cheetah pattern on the card reflects the coldness of the sun.

"Then please give me this card."

When Sakurai Keihe heard the sound, he jumped up like a frightened tanuki.

"who is it!?"

Yamana Jin came out with a cold expression and stretched out his hand.

"Looking at your clothes, you and I have chosen different camps, right?"

"That card belongs to Ming Bao, please give it to me."

Sakurai Keikazu hid the card behind his back and looked at Yamana Jin warily.

"I won't give it to you."

Yamana Jin took out the ghost belt buckle and inserted it into the desire drive.

"I'm sorry, I have to win, I need the Desire Grand Prix to exist."

"This time! Whatever I say, I must seize the opportunity!"

"SET"

"SPECTER"

"READY FIGHT"

Sakurai Keikazu was a little surprised. This guy got Yusuke's exclusive buckle!

Surprised, Sakurai Keikazu's hand speed was not slow, he took out the ninja belt buckle and inserted it into the desire drive.

"I'm also sorry, I'll say anything to stop the Desire Grand Prix from continuing!"

"SET"

"NINJA"

"READY FIGHT"

Yamana Jin held the ghost sickle blade tightly with both hands and slashed at Sakurai Keikazu.

Since regaining his memory, Yamana Jin has been feeling guilty.

If he had held Imai Tsukasa's hand tightly that day, Imai Tsukasa wouldn't have become a vegetative state and been paralyzed in bed for three years.

If he had made up his mind and fought hard the first time he participated in the Desire Grand Prix, he might be able to become the God of Desire and make a wish to restore Imai Tsukasa's health.

But no matter what, he missed these two opportunities.

Now is the last chance!

If the Desire Grand Prix is ​​never held again, then he will never have the chance to make a wish again!

Can't! Absolutely not!

At least he has to wait until he resurrects Imai Tsukasa before the Desire Grand Prix can disappear!

This time! The person standing in front of me! Everything will disappear!

Yamana Hitoshi struck hard at Sakurai Keikazu's double ninja blades, turning his steps and turning his body accordingly.

The ghost sickle struck out again!

Sakurai Kagewa's whole body emitted white smoke and turned into a wooden pile.

Yamana Jin split the wooden pile in half with his sickle and looked around carefully.

Sakurai Keikazu suddenly appeared in the air and turned the operating dial of the ninja double blade.

"ROUND ONE"

"TACTICAL SLASH"

Sakurai Keikazu turned into a green gust of wind and fell from the sky.

Yamana Jin held up the ghost scythe to block, but Sakurai Keikazu's attack speed was very fast, and he could only block part of it, while the rest of the slashes hit Yamana Jin.

Yamana Jin staggered back two steps, stabilized his body, and launched another attack.

Sakurai Keikazu switched the ninja double blade to single blade mode, blocked the ghost sickle blade with his right hand, and slashed out with his left hand.

The situation was completely one-sided, and Yamana Jin had no room to fight back against Sakurai Keikazu.

After all, Sakurai Keikazu was trained by Yusuke Aomura, and he still has some experience with the attack method of the ghost sickle blade.

Yamana Jin flew out and fell into the creek. The ghost sickle came out of his hand and was inserted into the soil on the bank.

Sakurai Keikazu stood on the shore, looking down at Yamana Jin.

"you lose!"

Yamana Jin was aroused by the cold stream and shuddered, but his mind had not calmed down.

He stood up from the stream and rushed towards Sakurai Keikazu.

Sakurai Keikazu raised his leg and kicked Yamana Jin back into the stream again.

"Why support the Desire Grand Prix?"    Hitoshi Yamana lay in the stream, letting the water wash away the armor.

"You won't understand. Have you ever felt extremely regretful and guilty? Have you ever experienced your best friend falling off a cliff in front of you?"

"Have you ever wanted to resurrect someone?"

Sakurai Kagewa's mind flashed to the scene of Sakurai Sara falling into the round hole, and he clenched his hands involuntarily.

Yamana Jin continued: "I have missed two opportunities, and I must not lose this time!"

"what!"

Yamana Jin roared, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards Sakurai Keikazu.

Sakurai Keikazu raised his double ninja blades to block Yamana Jin's fist, but did not fight back.

"I can understand you. I also lost my only relative not long ago, right in front of me."

Yamana Jin was stunned for a moment, and stopped swinging his fist.

"Then you should be able to understand my determination."

Sakurai Keikazu looked at Yamana Jin and his face straightened.

"The Grand Prix of Desire makes wishes come true at the expense of other people's happiness."

"If you want to resurrect your friends, someone must fall into misfortune because of your wish."

"It's possible that he'll lose his friends too."

Yamana Jin's face turned pale, he didn't know this.

In the final analysis, he is just a kind-hearted college student who just wants to resurrect his friends by making wishes. He has never thought about harming others.

"how so……"

Yamana Ren's heart was relieved, and he fell into the stream. The light effect flashed across his body and the transformation was released.

Sakurai Keikazu also released his transformation and asked softly.

"Tell me your story."

Yamana Jin's eyes were lost in memories, and he began to talk about what happened between him and Imai Tsukasa, and the first time he participated in the Desire Grand Prix.

Sakurai Keikazu was very moved when he heard the first half of the story about his friends, but the second half about the Desire Grand Prix made Sakurai Keikazu realize that something was wrong.

Why does this story sound so similar to my experience?

They were all unwilling to fight at the beginning, and then Yamana Jin was eliminated, and he was educated by Yusuke.

To put it this way, I am really lucky to have met Yusuke.

Yamana Jin also knew that he could not get the card from Sakurai Keikazu, so he said softly.

"I advise you to use the card as soon as possible, Mingbao is a very strong player."

Sakurai Keikazu smiled nonchalantly, "Yusuke and I are on the same team, why should I eliminate him."

Yamana Jin was a little surprised, "Did he even choose a world without the Grand Prix of Desire?"

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anymore. I'd better go to Si's grave and apologize."

Yamana Jin took off his ID core and threw it to Sakurai Keikazu.

He still cannot harm the happiness of others for his own selfish desires, otherwise Si will not be happy even if he is resurrected.

Sakurai Keikazu felt a little sad as he watched Yamana Jin disappear into an electronic data stream.

"There is no time to be sad here. I just found Yusuke's card, and then there are cards for Hidetoshi, Daochang, Niyin and myself."

"Come on, Sakurai Keikazu!"

After Sakurai Keikazu cheered himself up, he continued to move forward.

The camera turned.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi met Haruka Onin in the forest.

Qingjia Wen Yinpi smiled and said hello to Ukiyo Hidetoshi: "Hey! Hidetoshi, long time no see."

A smile appeared on Hidetoshi Ukiyo's face, "Ah, long time no see. You haven't participated since that Desire Grand Prix."

Qingjia Wen Yin spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"I was originally brought in by Kiroli to deal with you and the Dark Leopard, but later Kiroli resigned himself to his fate."

"Of course I didn't participate in the Desire Grand Prix again."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi smiled and looked at Haruka Onin's clothes, "It seems that you have chosen a world with the Grand Prix of Desire."

Qingjia Wenyin tugged on his coat and looked at Ukiyo Hidetoshi wearing his own clothes.

"It turns out that if the camps are different, the costumes will be different."

"It doesn't matter. I was forced by the old man. He said that if there is no Desire Grand Prix, all the family's previous investment will be in vain."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi still kept smiling, but Qingjia Wenyin felt a little chill.

"Wait! I didn't say I had to do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingjia Wenyin felt the chill on his body dissipate, and the smile of Hidetoshi Ukiyo in front of him seemed to be more genuine.

"Huh, I haven't seen you for a while. Why are you like that guy from Mingbao, planning to take action as soon as you disagree?"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi didn't realize anything was different about him and said with a smile.

"Really? I don't think so."

Qingjia Wen Yin rolled his eyes helplessly, just pretend and say nothing.

"By the way, I have investigated some things that you may be interested in."

Next, Haruka Wenyin began to explain his intelligence, but it was all things that Hidetoshi Ukiyo already knew.

"Why do you look like this? Isn't this useful to you?"

"It works, but I already knew it."

"what?"

"Yusuke was the director of the Desire Grand Prix in his previous life, one level higher than Neelam."

Qingjia Wen Yin blinked and said, "Has Ming Bao already known about what I worked so hard to investigate?"

I'm such a clown...

In the Hall of Desire.

Zimli looked at the icons of all the players on the virtual projection and muttered to herself.

"Lord Suel, I really can't understand your intention."

"Why are the knights fighting each other?"

The light in the Hall of Desire suddenly dimmed.

Suel appeared behind Zimli in a ghost-like form.

"I don't need to ask you, the game guide, for your opinion."

Zimli looked back, but there was no one there.

Suel appeared in front of Zimli again.

"This world is just a stage for reality shows."

"If it has no value, just throw it away. There is no problem."

When Zimli heard this, her pupils narrowed and she asked uncertainly.

"If you want to give up this world, why do you want to hold the last Grand Prix of Desire?"

Suel disappeared from the spot and reappeared on the other side.

"I don't need to explain anything to you."

"What are they fighting for now?"

Zimli bit her lip and looked at Suel with a somewhat disturbed mood.

Suel appeared next to Zimli, leaned into Zimli's ear, and spoke slowly, like a devil's whisper.

"The animals in the show room no longer need to be fed."

After saying that, Suel disappeared, and the Hall of Desire lit up again.

Zimli's expression was in disbelief, her eyes widened slightly, she tried to blink but didn't, and fell to the ground.

"How could this be possible..."

(End of this chapter)