Super Soldier Chapter 325 Princess Nami's Rage

Xiao Bing returned to his seat. Some candidates who had not paid much attention to him earlier were casting him hostile looks. Xiao Bing was a nobody to them before. But now he was their biggest opponent.

Then a master of Transforming Strength was to fight. His rival was quite a powerful master. But he was far better than his rival, so he won easily.

Xiao Bing was not interested in this kind of a match. He shot a glance at Jiro. Instead, it was Jiro's match with that master of Transforming Strength that Xiao Bing was expecting. They were both of Transforming Strength. Xiao Bing believed he could see Jiro's true power at this match.

Finally it was Jiro's turn in the last group matches. The two walked into the fighting pit. Though the audience was very familiar with them, they had to introduce themselves, according to the routine. But this time their introduction was simple. “Nakamura Jiro.”

A sturdy man in his thirties with stiff hair said, “Yusuke Tianxiang.”

The chief executive said, “Now the match begins.”

The chief executive walked out of the pit after that. He was also very much looking forward to the fight between these two. But he wanted Yusuke to win, because he didn't like the looks of Jiro. If Jiro won a slot, Princess Nami would definitely be angry.

Yusuke's weapon was an iron stick, which was a rare choice for warriors. But it seemed interesting when a stick was used to fight three sabers.

Yusuke attacked with the stick first. He wielded it so skillfully and so fast that it formed a canopy before Jiro. Xiao Bing's eyes brightened instantly. This man's art of using that stick was interesting. Though the strikes did not seem complex, they were consistent, each more powerful than a last.

Yusuke didn't show such power in the first few rounds of the match. He went all out in front of Jiro. It seemed that he intended to give his rival no opportunity to fight back.

Nakamura Jiro bent down. He was a short. He only came up to Yusuke's waist. He looked even shorter when he bent down. The third saber on its back drew itself, then the whole audience became tense. It was the first time they had seen Jiro using the third blade.

The third saber was sent hurtling towards Yusuke after it was out of the sheath. The saber went through the canopy of the stick, aiming for Yusuke's forehead. Soon the canopy went chaotic, revealing Yusuke's weakness. Then Jiro drew his two other swords and held them in each hand. The sabers shone brightly. Jiro delivered a strike towards Yusuke. But what was strange was that the third saber was also attacking without anyone wielding it.

Xiao Bing's eyes brightened instantly. He believed he acquired the key points of the art of using three sabers. But to understand it and to master it were two different things. The two sabers in Jiro's hands were his main weapons. The third saber was controlled by the Saber-qi of the other two sabers. Wisps of Saber-qi kept hitting the third saber, which made it float in the air as if someone was wielding it. It was incredible and unimaginable. The artist must be has to be a master in order to perform it.

Though Jiro was as short as his sabers, he was extremely fast. Most people could not even see him clearly. They could only see the sabers dancing.

One would have an advantage if he could use two sabers. But this man could use three sabers. What kind of a man could be his equal?

As expected, Yusuke's momentum was disturbed. It seemed that the stick was not equal to three sabers. The audience became tense and nervous.

Yusuke kept retreating. All of a sudden, Jiro lunged towards Yusuke as fast as lightning and thrust the sabers into his opponent's heart.

Yusuke slumped to the ground, his eyes wide open. Victory to Yusuke!

Silence fell over the place when they saw a master of Transforming Strength killed by Jiro with such ease. Particularly for another master of Transforming Strength. There was a horrible expression on his face. He could only pray that his opponent tomorrow would not be Jiro. Since the princess was going choose two of them this time, there was still a chance for him to be one of her warriors.

The chief executive walked into the pit and announced the result, “Today's tournament is now over. The top 10 and top 5 will be decided in tomorrow morning's tournament. In the afternoon, Princess Nami will choose one to be her warrior. And the rest will be divided into two groups. Then they will fight till there is one man standing.”

The crowd became excited when they heard that Princess Nami will be attending tomorrow.

Xiao Bing was also looking forward to seeing the Princess Nami, the most beautiful in this country. But this competition seemed unfair since one candidate will be directly chosen by the princess. Xiao Bing wondered if he would be the chosen one, since he believed he was so handsome.

But there was no point in thinking of it now. Xiao Bing started to leave with the others when found the chief executive keep staring his way, especially at him. “Has he see through my disguise? No, I don't think so.” Xiao Bing had already noticed that the chief executive had just reached the Innate Realm. But his level was still very inferior to Xiao Bing's. Xiao Bing did not believe the chief executive could find anything wrong with him.

After everyone left, the chief executive drove back to the princess's mansion. Then he headed towards the door of the princess's chamber. He gently tapped the door and heard the girl's voice. It was youthful, but it had a noble quality to it. “Come in.”

The chief executive walked in and found the Princess reading a comic book. He approached her with a smile, “Your Royal Highness, the candidates this time are all good.”

“It's just a few warriors. But I want them to be good-looking. Let me see their photos.”

“As you wish.”

The chief executive handed photos of Xiao Bing, Nakamura Jiro and another master of Transforming Strength to the Princess. He only chose the three of them because he thought the others would all lose.

Princess Nami took the photos and saw the master of Transforming Strength first. “Not bad.” She commented calmly.

Then Princess Nami saw Xiao Bing's photo. “This one is okay.”

But when she fixed eyes on Jiro, she was taken aback. Then she flared, “Why did you allow a man like that to join the competition?”

Indeed Nakamura Jiro was very ugly. Besides, he was hunchbacked and so short that he only came as high as her waist. The chief executive understood why she was so angry. If this man was to follow the princess around all day, it would be too humiliating for her.

The chief executive smiled wryly, “But the competition has to be fair. Every man has the right to enter. I can't stop him from that.”

Princess Nami asked, “So you think these three are most likely to win?”

“No. To be more specific, that Nakamura Jiro, the ugliest, is one who's most likely to win.”

Princess Nami blazed, “No, it's impossible for this troll to stand by my side. He has to be kicked out of the list. You want to see this ugly man following me around all day long? I will be a joke to others!”

The chief executive seemed to have expected this reaction from Princess Nami. He smiled, “There's a solution. Tomorrow afternoon the Top 2 will be decided from the Top 4. Your Highness will be there tomorrow to choose one of your warriors. So the other will fight for the last slot with Nakamura. The strongest of them will stay by your side.”

Princess Nami asked, “Who's the strongest?”

The chief executive smiled, “I watched Nakamura fight today. Fukuda Ogawa seemed afraid. This Aoki Ichiro seemed very serious, but he was fearless. I suggest that Your Highness choose Fukuda Ogawa, and let Aoki Ichiro defeat Nakamura.”

“Is this feasible?”

“We can only try.”

Princess Nami's chest was heaving. She even wished to kill Nakamura. But she only said, “We should try. If this Aoki Ichiro is defeated by Nakamura, I will have him dead. No, I will kidnap him, and force him to do the dirtiest and most laborious work here. I will enslave him for the rest of his life.”

The chief executive smiled, “Then I will take my leave. This thing is settled. Please have a good rest tonight, Your Royal Highness. Your royal presence will grace the tournament tomorrow.”

Chapter end