Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 891
In the year 1094 of the Terran calendar, 5 months after the end of the Victorian Dark Ages.

Dongguo, Dongzhou, Baiye Town.

midsummer.

Baiye Town is a small town on the southern coast of Dongzhou. Although it is called a town, compared with Victoria, it is only a village at best.

At this time, a large number of ghost clansmen in plain clothes gathered around a slightly crude arena to applaud.

"Go on!"

"Cut him, chop him!"

"Baihu, hurry up, kill that fat man!"

on the ring.

A burly man with a sturdy appearance was holding an oversized machete and was panting heavily. In addition to the thick flesh on his sweaty face, there was also an obsession that did not want to give up.

For him, as long as he can defeat the opponent standing in front of him, then he will be the No.1 in this year's Hakuno Samurai Tournament. If he is lucky, he may be valued and become a general of the Sakura Samurai family.

But judging from the current situation, this life-changing dream seems a bit difficult.

At this time, standing opposite this burly man was a thin man wearing a fox mask. The weapon in his hand was not the traditional samurai sword of the Eastern Kingdom, but a silver short knife.

Although his face is hidden by the mask, judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a ghost.

Of course, he was not from the ghost clan, nor from the Dongguo. His name was Xia Feng.

The workmanship of Xia Feng's mask is very exquisite.

With white as the background and red lines drawn, there are almost no holes on the entire mask, except for a small gap at the left eye that is difficult for outsiders to detect.

From the outside, it seems to be a whole.

Of course, just a slit in the left eye is enough for him.

This match was the final of the White Warriors Tournament, but 20 minutes had passed since the start of the match. For some reason, Xia Feng never made a move.

Although he didn't make a move, his opponent had nothing to do with him, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Fight!"

"Kill him, cut off his head!"

When the audience under the arena got a little impatient, finally, the opportunity Xia Feng had been waiting for came.

Through the gap in the mask, he clearly saw a carriage approaching the intersection on the southwest side of the arena, and at the same time, he also captured that the curtain of this carriage was lifted by a corner.

At this moment, Xia Feng's opponent only felt the chills all over his body stand up unconsciously.

"Ding!"

As soon as the blade cut through the air, he felt that Xia Feng's figure suddenly disappeared, and in the next second, countless sword lights had surrounded him.

One trick, the second style of the sad autumn rain of the cottage version struck, Xia Feng's figure had already appeared behind the big man.

"puff!"

Under the dumbstruck of the audience, the big man who was stunned on the ring had countless bloodstains all over his body, and then fell down.

At the same time as the "plop" sound of the big man falling down, there was also a voice from the carriage passing by the ring.

"parking."

On the body of this horse, there is a pattern of cherry blossoms carved.

The person sitting in the carriage called himself Yingwuyun, the ruler of Dongzhou, and the younger generation of the Yingwu family.

Regarding Ying Wuyun's self-introduction, Xia Feng was humble on the surface, but in fact he knew this information a long time ago, and he participated in this kind of Dongguo Country Samurai Competition just to wait for this person.

Inside one of the few taverns in Baiye Town.

The servants following Ying Wuyun poured two glasses of wine, and the handsome Ying Wuyun raised his glass towards Xia Feng.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"Zhang San."

"Zhang San? Isn't Mr. Zhang from Dongguo?"

"No, I'm from Victoria."

Xia Feng didn't drink the glass of wine in front of him, and the expression under the mask was also difficult for outsiders to fathom. Combined with his superb knife skills just now, it gave people a sense of mystery.

The appreciation on Ying Wuyun's face was beyond words.

"If you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Zhang San."

"The prestige of the Yingwu family is well known in the Eastern Kingdom. It is an honor for Master Yun to call me a brother."

"Hey, you're welcome, you can also call me Brother Yun."

This is the case in Dongguo. Compared with Victoria's former aristocratic class, force here is more respected.

As long as you are strong enough, you will be respected.

After a few simple chats, Ying Wuyun brought the topic to the main topic.

"Brother Zhang, you rarely see foreigners on the land of the Eastern Kingdom. I wonder why you came here?"

Xia Feng's answer was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Brother Yun, to be honest, I used to be a member of gangsters in Victoria. Now that the throne has changed, the situation has changed drastically. I also had no choice but to escape here because I was hunted down by my enemies."

"So that's the case, then why did you participate in Bai Ye's samurai competition?"

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say it, because I really have no money."

Ying Wuyun thought for a while.

"Brother Zhang, according to my observation just now, although you use a saber, you are actually a swordsmanship, and this kind of swordsmanship seems to be similar to a certain school of swordsmanship in Yan Kingdom."

Xia Feng nodded slightly.

"Brother Yun is indeed an expert. The master who taught me swordsmanship is from Yan Kingdom."

"As expected, the Yan Kingdom's swordsmanship is extensive and profound, and I really want to learn it. Can Brother Zhang San teach me?"

Xia Feng was humble again and again.

"Heh, I don't dare to be a professor. If there is a chance in the future, I can learn from Brother Yun."

Having said that, it's like a rogue looking for love and moon meets an oiran who is flirting with one's head.

Then Ying Wuyun cleared his throat and said seriously.

"Brother Zhang, in fact, the purpose of my leaving Dongzhou Mansion this time is to find a capable hidden master in Dongzhou under the order of the Patriarch. Now the Xigong family is eyeing Dongzhou. As a citizen of Dongzhou, my ambition should be stand on the battlefield."

Then Ying Wuyun changed the topic again.

"Of course, the three brothers Zhang are not from the Dongguo, so they may not have such feelings, but this does not prevent you from realizing your own value. The Dongguo has always respected the strong. With your ability, I believe that you will be able to make a fortune in the Dongguo. own world."

What Ying Wuyun said was impassioned, to put it bluntly, he just drew a big cake for Xia Feng, wanting him to join the Ying Wu family and work hard for them.

If he sells well, he can gain status as a general, but if he sells poorly, he will have no future.

Faced with Ying Wuyun's naked invitation, Xia Feng directly took the big cake and swallowed it into his stomach.

"This is really great. Being able to play for the famous Yingwu family is in line with my ideal of coming to Dongguo. Brother Yun is willing to invite me, it is really my nobleman."

After all, Xia Feng took the initiative to hold the wine glass for the first time.

"Come on, Brother Yun, I respect you, please take care of me from now on."

Xia Feng's refreshment made Ying Wuyun very happy.

"It's also a blessing for my Yingwu family to get the help of masters like Brother Zhang San, do it!"

"Ding!"

When the two cups collide, it is as if they have concluded some kind of contract that represents the significance of the times.

Xia Feng raised the corner of the mask slightly, and quickly drank the wine in the glass, so fast that no one could see his true face under the mask.

Ying Wuyun put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

"Brother Zhang San, I just wanted to ask, why do you wear a mask all the time, because you are afraid that the enemy will chase you here?"

Xia Feng's voice was full of melancholy.

"There may be reasons for this, but more importantly, I have a disability in my face, and I am afraid of causing discomfort to others."

"So it is."

Ying Wuyun thought that he mentioned Xia Feng's pain, so he comforted him.

"It doesn't matter, the appearance is just a cloud. With the ability of the three brothers Zhang, they will definitely be able to gain fame and fortune in the future. They will be full of status and beauties."

Xia Feng smiled chicly.

"Hahaha, then let me borrow a good word from Brother Yun."

Although it was only a short move in the arena, Ying Wuyun had already seen Xia Feng's strength.

The opponent seemed to be in a miserable state, but none of the sudden bursts of swords hit a vital point. Even if it was possible to kill someone in the arena, he didn't do so.

This precise control of the sword energy, as well as his true heart that has not been lost by the killing, all represent that Xia Feng is a first-class master, even surpassing most of the first-class generals of the Yingwu family.

Ying Wuyun, who felt that he was in a good mood, also mentioned another interesting matter to Xia Feng through the topic.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, you just said you are from Victoria, right?"

"Yes."

"That's really a coincidence. A few months ago, our Ying Wu family also welcomed a big shot from Victoria. For some reasons, he chose to join our Ying Wu family."

"Big man?"

Ying Wuyun had a mysterious smile on his face, it seemed that the big man he was talking about was really big.

"Brother Zhang, if you stay in Victoria long enough, you will definitely know about this person, so don't be scared by then."

Xia Feng laughed casually, as if he didn't believe in some important person.

"Hahaha, what other important people can there be, unless the person you're talking about is Victoria's Chief of Military Affairs, hahaha."

Xia Feng was laughing, but Ying Wuyun froze.

This expression was like that of Sun Fugui who had been exposed by a magic show, extremely uncomfortable.

It's just that Ying Wuyun didn't notice that when Xia Feng mentioned the words Chief of Military Affairs, although he was laughing smartly, his fists under the wine table were clenched to death.

Some people think that the world of Terra is so big that they have never left their own cities in their lives, let alone their own countries.

But in the eyes of someone, although the world of Terra is equally large, it cannot stop his "narrow" mind.

Even if the sun and the moon alternate, the ends of the earth.

(End of this chapter)