God-level wealthy son-in-law

The next day.

The weather is calm and the speed is steady.

Zhou Yi didn't do anything special, he still took the car to participate in the semi-finals, and Miyamoto stayed in the sword hut as if nothing had happened.

The entire Ninja Country was also peaceful.

Ninzong and Koga-ryu have their own lives.

This kind of atmosphere is very strange and depressing. Watanabe Masamune's heart has been clenched all day long, he is worried, uneasy, and very nervous.

But a day passed, and nothing happened.

Moon King didn't respond either.

There was no pressure on Zhou Yi in the rematch, he defeated three opponents in a row and directly advanced to the final of the competition.

Qin Yun and Su Ling'er were busy taking over the market, arranging manpower, launching sales and a series of other things.

Very busy.

But basically it can be done in two days.

Until the evening, Watanabe Shozo couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, when shall we...do it?"

The acupoints that were blocked by his spiritual power before had been unlocked by Zhou Yi. Although his strength had not fully recovered and his meridians were still tingling, he still had a strength of seven or eight levels.

He was nervous all day, but nothing happened, which really made him depressed. What are these big shots thinking?
Perhaps it is precisely because I can't figure it out, can't figure out my mind, that I am just a small soldier, a pawn.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi said without raising his eyes, "Patience determines whether you are a hunter or a prey."

"What to do, don't worry!"

What he said was so profound that Watanabe Shozo seemed to understand it, and just like that, another night passed.

This is the third day.

Similarly, it is also the final of the competition.

Qin Yun was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, and she didn't have time to worry about what Zhou Yi was doing. The general direction of the branch in Ninja Country was already set, but she still needed to deal with some tedious details.

Zhou Yi also went to the final venue after Qin Yun left. After today's match, he will be able to get the tickets.

Tickets for the Boxing Championship, a feast for the strong.

He's a sure bet!

……

Flowing Water Pavilion.

After two battles, Zhou Yi's ranking was extremely high, and he was also one of the few winners.

At this time, there were still three opponents left in the ring, and they were also the most difficult three in this competition. If he could win them all in one go, he would be able to secure the first place.

His points will also rank the highest.

They are Suzuki, Masano, and Kawaguchi!
Perhaps it was because Zhou Yi was wearing a mask, which made people feel very cool, but all three of them actually wore masks.

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he was dripping with murderous intent.

Zhou Yi twisted his neck and said, "The three of you go together, I'm in a hurry, let's get together and break up."

"Arrogant, I'll meet you!" Zhengye glared, drew his sword and slashed over. Zhou Yi quickly estimated that he should be around the fifth-level psyker, and he was considered a top player.

This strength is barely qualified to enter the boxing championship.

If he didn't intervene, it is estimated that the championship will be between Daotaro and him.

At the same time, in a corner of the auditorium, a woman suddenly mixed in, it was Su Ling'er who was supposed to be in the market, and she actually came here.

In fact, Qin Yun wanted to come in person, but the company couldn't do without her every minute, but she wanted to verify some things, and she didn't feel at ease or trust others, so she had to let Su Linger come. See how it turns out?

The more she can understand the boss, the more she will have the right to speak in the future, and there are some doubts she had before, so she must find out the truth.

Looking down, Su Linger murmured: "One fights three? You wear a mask when you fight. That face is usually scary, but it's the easiest to show at this time."

Also, all four of them wear masks. Is this the current trend?I really don't understand.

In the arena, facing Zheng Ye's wild slash, Zhou Yi dodged in an orderly manner. This man's sword skills are good, but unfortunately his explosive power is too weak. After charging for a while, he almost lost his strength.

Seeing a flaw, Zhou Yi shot decisively, and punched him with an "inch punch", which hit him directly in the stomach.

"boom!"

His whole body was blown away.

Everyone exclaimed, Zheng Ye was defeated like this?

You know, Masano is one of the most popular players among the contestants, how could he lose?
Zhou Yi didn't have time to take care of those people, but said to the remaining two: "If the three of you joined forces just now, maybe there is still a chance, but now I'm afraid it's even more remote."

Just as he was sighing, the calm Kawaguchi took a deep look at him and said, "You are too conceited!"

"Oh? What, you mean you are stronger? You don't even bother to join forces with him?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.

Kawaguchi didn't speak, and slowly put one hand on the hilt of the sword, a momentum began to gather, but in an instant, Zhou Yi's pupils shrank, and a sense of crisis was born suddenly.

"not good!"

"brush!"

A white light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Even though Zhou Yi noticed it early and dodged it in time, he still felt a chill in front of him. He uncontrollably stepped back a dozen steps before he was able to look down at the front of him.

The sword energy directly cut through his clothes.

Even on the skin, red marks gradually ooze out.

If he took one step slower, even half a step, he would be splashed with blood for five steps, that sword was too fast.

Zhou Yi's face was gloomy, and he didn't care about the broken clothes. Instead, he said to Kawaguchi: "You are hiding your strength. You are a high-level powerhouse, at least at the peak of the seventh level. No, you are not Kawaguchi. Who are you? Why pretend to be someone else?"

This Kawaguchi has a problem, his strength has exceeded the limit, he is definitely not the Kawaguchi who participated in the competition.

Hearing this, Kawaguchi did not refute, but continued to touch the hilt of the sword and said, "I am indeed not Kawaguchi, but are you really you? Why are you pretending to be that emperor?"

Zhou Yi focused his eyes and frowned slightly. How does this guy know himself?However, he is not sure that he is the Dragon Emperor, he should have suffered from his own mist formation.

The reason why he dared to show up ostentatiously was because he had used this trick many times before, and the Dragon Emperor had shown up in private many times, but no one was sure that it was true.

He even used it to catch fish.

Many enemies were fooled foolishly.

"It seems that it is useless to talk too much. If you can sneak in, it means that this competition is for you. You want to kill me?" Zhou Yi's eyes turned cold.

Kawaguchi said, "It's not I who want to kill you, it's us!"

Just as he finished speaking, Suzuki, the last player who had been silent in the corner, suddenly drew his sword and came to Zhou Yi at an incredible speed.

Even faster than Kawaguchi's knife.

Zhou Yi's pupils shrank, and he was too late to dodge. Subconsciously, he put his arms across his body and tried to block the knife with his arms, but the next moment, there was a loud "clang", and he almost flew upside down. Ring edge.

To be precise, it was he who stepped on the edge with his foot using the method of Tai Chi to unload force, and even crushed a corner of the ring.

He almost fell over.

The clothes on both arms exploded, revealing two steel plates.

Suzuki was taken aback for a moment, and he froze when he saw the two steel plates, which seemed a little unbelievable.

But Zhou Yi was even more unbelievable than him. Feeling the terrifying blow just now and the familiarity that hit his face, he gritted his teeth and said coldly, "It's you, Haru Sato!"