Ninefold Modifier

Chapter 7 The Swordsman's Sword
Chapter 11 The Swordsman's Sword

As the gust of wind dies down, those present can finally open their eyes to see the final battle situation.In the middle of the battlefield, Cooper and Bill still maintained their posture at the last moment, but the whistling sound of wind and thunder disappeared, and the rushing energy and blood also calmed down.

In this weird scene, it seemed that the two fighters had become ordinary people, but none of the people who had just personally experienced the power generated by the confrontation of the "superior" dared to think so.

Kacha... Kacha... After a moment of silence, there was a fine shattering sound. Everyone held their breath and looked, and they all saw that Cooper's obsidian-like skin began to crack inch by inch!
"Pfft!" Cooper finally couldn't suppress the surge of energy and blood, spit out a mouthful of blood, and hit Bill directly on the opposite side...

"Alas..." The audience felt sorry for this fierce black guy, but before they could say anything, Bill was destroyed by that mouthful of blood, and couldn't hold on any longer, with blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth , and finally passed out softly.

The reversal of the situation made the audience a little confused. They thought that Bill, who was vomiting blood, had already lost, but he didn't think that Bill was basically the last shot, and they all passed out. In this way, it was Cooper who stood at the end!
"It's difficult for us to judge even if the result is in the contest between the superiors." Someone sighed in a low voice.

"Yeah... Although there are certain risks in genetic modification, the recent success rate seems to be much higher than before. These risks, compared with such a powerful power... Maybe that power is more exciting!" A young foreigner next to Ye Yang was full of energy and eager to try.

"That's good luck! Amas, I don't support you to go." The white couple next to him heard his son's words, and his face was a little ugly: "Live your life well, don't make fun of the most precious life!"

"Okay..." Armas curled his lips, obviously not convinced by his parents' words.

The Caucasian couple shook their heads. When they were young, they were much more insane than their sons. They didn't succeed, so they naturally wouldn't believe that other people's insanity had much possibility to be realized. It would be even more so if it was their own children.

"Cooper won this game!" Oman unexpectedly appeared on the field again at some point, he grabbed the seriously injured and unconscious Bill with one hand, and turned the power of his blood into white airflow from his chest and abdomen with the other hand. In just a moment, Bill's face returned to ruddy, and he believed that he would regain his sobriety by tomorrow at the latest: "The communication continues." After the words fell, the figure disappeared again.This time, many people were prepared and focused on Aman, but there were still very few who could clearly see how he disappeared.

Cooper, who defeated Bill, was already at the end of his strength, and it was difficult to mobilize even the power of blood. Therefore, when Stanford's second challenger took the stage, he also wisely chose to admit defeat.

The next three games were even more intense and exciting. They were also C+ level superiors, but their respective methods were indeed completely different. Seeing that their own kind could achieve this level, the surrounding audience was even more enthusiastic, as if The ones fighting in the field are themselves.

Such an evenly matched form was reversed in the fourth confrontation. This time, the young swordsman who seemed to come from the Middle Ages solved the battle with just one move, and he even surpassed the C rank. That arrives at the strong presence of B-level certification.If Ye Yang hadn't been distracted by the energy and blood surging from the silver-haired young man, this young man dressed as a swordsman must be the most dazzling existence in the Pennsylvania team!
The audience is boiling, B-rank superior? !This kind of existence, even the mayor of Philadelphia has to treat him politely, not to mention he has such a young face!
The instructor couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He looked at the young man dressed as a medieval swordsman, and sighed again and again. It was the first time he had seen such a young B-level superior: "In less than 30 years, the American League is afraid There will be another life stepping into that realm!"

The beings in that field can no longer be called human beings at all. Each one is the most powerful life on this earth, with unpredictable influence!It can be said that most of the current strength of the American League is due to the fact that they started the genetic modification program first and thus have more lives in that field!Even the head of the three spiritual leaders in the world of the superiors, the most powerful human being, the fire god Ezes, is one of them!

"No wonder you look confident, so there are such strong people hidden in the team!" The instructor smiled at the old professor beside him: "But the leader of the Stanford team has the logo of a Vulcan disciple on his forehead. As for the superiors related to people, this swordsman might not be sure of victory, right?"

The old professor shook his head and also smiled, but it was meaningful.

The next battle situation was clear and clear. In front of the veritable B-rank superiors, no matter how weird their methods were, those Stanford geniuses who dared to fight without exception returned home in defeat.In the end, no one was able to pass three moves in the hands of the swordsman!
"If you don't play again, you will lose today." The swordsman stared at the young man with the fire mark on his forehead, his eyes full of fighting spirit.He is the pride of heaven, a child of an aristocratic family with infinite light who will step into that field in the future.Among his peers, he has almost never met an opponent. Perhaps the apprentice of Vulcan is qualified to fight him?

"Go down." At some time, the young man with the fire mark on his forehead disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the swordsman. The speed was so fast that few people in the audience could see through it!

Ye Yang's pupils shrank. Although after these few games, he has met many high-ranking people with extremely fast speeds, but the most exaggerated ones are the swordsmen who can leave visual afterimages in the air. In the memory of everyone, there is only one person who disappeared in place...Jack Amman.

"Could it be...then...is he an A-level superior?! Even if he is a disciple of Vulcan, this joke is too ridiculous!" Ye Yang felt his voice go hoarse. A-level superiors have already stood at the top of the world pyramid of superiors, and then there are invincible beings in the taboo field, and today, under the eyes of everyone, there is a young man. An A-rank high-ranking person in his twenties!
"You are not my one-handed general at all. Be conscious, so that I don't waste energy before dealing with him." The fire god disciple put his hands behind his back, and he didn't even activate the power of blood, his contempt was beyond words.

"You!" The swordsman, who was still full of fighting spirit, was furious, but he didn't dare to make a move. When he really faced this person, he truly realized the horror and gap, and the aura that made him proud Even his courage to fight is gone...

"Casey, come down." A handsome voice sounded from the audience.Swordsman Casey froze for a moment, then turned around to see that man was smiling at him.He suddenly calmed down, that's right, he is the disciple of Vulcan after all, and there will be someone more perverted to deal with him, but...he turned his head: "Retiring without fighting is an insult to the spirit of a swordsman. Even if Knowing that you are that perverted evildoer, since we have met, then you are also my opponent, and facing the opponent, unleashing the sword is the only choice."

"It's commendable to have the courage to draw a sword in front of me." The mark of fire on the eyebrows of the disciple of the Vulcan is beating, like his third eye, where the endless vitality belonging to the Vulcan and... Invincible power!

(End of this chapter)