Cold weapons are a man's romance

"Damn! I obviously won, okay!" The little emperor was furious, and threw the mask at Roman angrily.

The black-haired young man stretched out his hand to block the flying mask: "Even in my wildest dreams, I never imagined that you would win the battle one day! Your opponent must be very weak!"

"Fart! I'm very strong, okay! Because I'm usually compared with Cesar, I can't show my strength! Do you think 'Little Prince Tianbian' is called for fun? At least there is a nickname in this nickname." What about the 'Little Prince'! And now I know more than this trick! I can do other tricks!"

Roman couldn't imagine how August beat his opponent.No matter how hard he racked his brains, no specific picture could emerge in his head.Perhaps his strength limited his imagination.It would be nice to see August in person.

Many contestants will choose not to watch other people's games, so as not to be affected, but some people hope to see the strength and routines of their future opponents in advance, so as to formulate a plan against them.Roman belongs to the latter category.He wasn't confident enough to feel that he could beat everyone just by playing on the spot.Now he kind of regrets it.Even if it's just to open your eyes, it's good to watch a game.

"The little prince who can not only cut from the sky" won the first battle, full of confidence, and went to the side to rest.Groups of other contestants come on, and groups come back disappointed or excited.

Roman had a bye in the first round and could rest until the start of the second round. Many people think this is lucky because he can retain a lot of energy, but the anxiety of waiting is also a kind of torture.

"Can I go and watch other people's games?" he asked Cesar.At this time, the coach's opinion must be an important reference.

"Aren't you afraid of being hit by other people's outstanding performance?" Cesar asked with a smile.

"Maybe seeing other people's poor performance can actually boost confidence," August interjected.

So Cesar tilted his head and signaled Roman to follow him to the arena.They can stand on the sidelines and watch the game.But before Roman moved his legs, Edward Blackson passed in front of him with a stern face.Obviously it's not his turn to compete yet, but he is going to the arena, which shows that he is going to watch the match just like them.

As he passed Cesar, he didn't even glance at his former best friend, as if he were nothing more than an over-dense mass of air.

Roman's heart suddenly stopped.What if two people fight?Even if you don't use your hands and only use your mouth, the scene is not very good...

He thought Cesar would restrain himself, and pretended not to see Edward, but Cesar raised his hand very naturally and waved at the "Black Prince": "Are you going to see the scene too?"

Edward's footsteps paused and he didn't look back.

"I can't go?" He said sarcastically.

"In fact, I quite recommend you to go. The level of the contestants in this competition is quite high. If you have been away from the military field for too long, you may not be able to keep up with the speed of technological development. It is also good to observe and learn. Don't be strong."

It's over, it's over, it's over, they're going to fight!Roman held his head in distress.

Sure enough, Edward clenched his fists, trembling with anger.His anger was like an invisible long dragon entrenched over the warm-up area. Everyone was shocked by the breath and couldn't help but take a few steps back.August simply hid behind Roman, grabbed the hem of his clothes and shivered, and said in a mosquito-like weak voice: "Go and stop him! If he taunts Edward like this again, he will kill him!"

"No, based on what I know about him, he's probably telling the truth..."

Since when did Cesar start to have this problem of talking without thinking?If he had behaved like this when he was a child, Edward has not suffered a heart attack because of anger, and he is also kind-hearted...

The "Black Prince" turned his face sideways, staring at Cesar with one eye, "I have written down this sentence, when the time comes, I will let you see with your own eyes how everything you have built is destroyed .”

Then he walked out angrily, and everyone in front of him made way for him in unison, like the water of the Red Sea split by Moses.Cesare scratched his head and turned to Lawrence in confusion: "I'm clearly reminding him kindly, why is he angry?"

This question stumped the wise Lawrence.He shook his head, muttering "It's hopeless, hopeless", turned around to supervise August, and threw Cesar, who was confused, to Roman.

"How dare you say..." Roman said helplessly, "Aren't you afraid that Edward will beat you up?"

"You don't know Edward too well. He is a very wise man, and he never does things like hitting a pebble with a stone."

What kind of compliment is this? !So in Cesar's eyes, Edward is an egg and he is a stone?Edward challenged him to kill himself?Roman can no longer tell whether Cesar's self-confidence is extremely inflated or it is natural to despise the enemy.

Facing Roman's unusual silence, Cesar finally realized that he had made a mistake in words again.He asked guiltily, "Am I supposed to say that?"

"Better than 'then', you shouldn't be talking to him at all. Can't you follow his example and pretend you didn't see him?"

"Please, only little girls don't talk to each other when they quarrel, okay?"

"Don't you feel awkward standing together?"

"We still live on the same earth. If I would feel embarrassed, I would have taken a rocket to the Mir space station."

Cesar's standard of embarrassment may be slightly different from that of ordinary Earthlings.Roman thought.It's a waste of effort to reason with a guy with an alien mind like this.But Roman couldn't let him go. He "taunted" Edward that he was safe and sound. After all, Edward didn't dare to do anything to him, and he would be disqualified for fighting off the court.The problem is, Roman is the one who suffers!He is the one who will compete with Edward in the arena!The ghost knows what extreme means Edward will use to recover his injured self-esteem from his opponent!

"Are you not going to the game?" Cesar asked eagerly.

"...Thanks to you, I don't want to go at all now."

Cesar looked at him bewildered. "This is your game, and if you think it would be more beneficial to go to the game, I will accompany you. You don't have to consider my feelings."

"No, I didn't think about you at all, I didn't want to go..."

The thought of standing with Edward and watching others fight swords made Roman's stomach freeze.

"But I think it's better to refer to the styles of other opponents..." Cesar said.

"Go for reference, I don't even have the courage to go out..."

"You will have to face Edward sooner or later. Now you are timid to fight. What will you do when the game comes?"

It's not all your fault... Roman thought.

Cesar dragged him reluctantly out of the backstage and stood in the shadows under the stands.Now it's Alex playing on the court.In order to avoid suspicion, his coach Lucinda did not serve as a referee as usual, but watched and gave guidance from the sidelines.

There was no one around Lucinda, and everyone else hid away, as if afraid of Lucinda's breath.Then Roman discovered that what they were afraid of was not Lucinda, but Edward who was diagonally behind Lucinda.He leaned against the wall, silently watching the field.Only Lucinda, a highly skilled and courageous "old senior", is not afraid of Edward's aura, and can stay near him calmly without any negative influence.

Roman also wanted to stand with those people who knew the general situation, but Cesar walked over to talk to Lucinda on his own.The topic of their discussion was Alex's performance today, and the tone of the two was like two parents watching a kindergarten talent show.Roman had no choice but to endure the pain in his stomach, and stood beside him with his head bowed.

Needless to say, Edward immediately cast a fierce and stern look at Roman, almost burning the hairs on the back of his neck.

While chatting and laughing with Lucinda, Cesare took a step towards the rear, right between Roman and Edward.Now if Edward wants to launch some death laser, he can only hurt Roman by piercing Cesar first.

Alex on the field ended the round with a beautiful spin cut.He exits the field, and Lucinda meets him with a towel and water bottle, leaving only Roman, Cesar, and Edward on the sidelines.

"Thank you." Roman whispered.

"I just don't want him to stare at you with that kind of eyes." Cesar's smile was a little weak, "I really want to ask him if he is not tired of staring at people all the time. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to last for 3 minutes. He To be able to keep that look all day long is something extraordinary in a way."

Roman thought for a while, and pulled Cesar to his other side.Now it was him standing between Cesar and Edward, receiving the uninterrupted death stare of the "Black Prince".

"what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want him to see you." Roman said stubbornly.

He even tried to straighten his back a little so that he could cover Cesar tightly.He felt like Edward was burning through his back, but he fought the discomfort and stayed where he was.Well, sooner or later he has to go through all this, let Edward's anger come sooner.

"Oh, why are you so caring?" Cesar smiled brilliantly.Roman was so dazed by that smile that he couldn't even care about the scorching gaze behind him for a while.

"You can hold me like this." Cesar took his hand, taught him to wrap it around his waist, and then tightened it in front of him, "In this way, then others will not be able to see me." As he spoke, he squeezed hard into Roman's arms, like a cat trying to stuff itself into a narrow cardboard box.

Roman wanted to say that it's not good to hug and hug like this on the sidelines, others are going to gossip, but after thinking about it, "others" don't even dare to stay with Edward, they can say whatever they like .

This action not only blinded Cesar, but had a wonderful side effect—Edward suddenly stopped paying attention to them.He seemed to have lost interest in them, and for the rest of the time kept his eyes on the field, never giving them even a glance.

Hmph, throw in the towel.Roman thought proudly.He is mine, so I won't show it to you!Hope you realize this sooner!

Much later, Roman told Alisa about this unusual encounter.Because Alisa also came to watch the game that day.She said disgustedly: "Come on, except for some women's groups who have a special fetish for gays, no one wants to see you two show love? Edward is just protecting his eyesight! I really resonate with him !"