The Game Has Come True, I Have Become An Immortal In Reality

"Shouyi, you don't have to hold back, because this time... I won't hold back either."

"OK."

Almost as soon as Bian Shou finished speaking, Zhao Lu's figure rushed toward him.

In terms of cultivation, at this time, Zhao Lu has reached the sixth level of the Qi training stage after several enhancements in the Blood Pill Technique.

Although this level of cultivation is not as good as Bian Shouyi, who is already at the eighth level of Qi training.

But the gap between the two of them has gone from being worlds apart in the past to being within reach now.

The gap certainly exists, but it is no longer large.

Zhao Lu held the sword with both hands and struck the guard with a powerful and heavy vertical chop.

Bian Shouyi was extremely familiar with this move, because Zhao Lu also used the Bian family's swordsmanship, Zhengyi Swordsmanship.

Therefore, Ben Shouyi chose to respond with the same sword technique.

boom!

The two dark iron swords collided together, immediately shaking up a large amount of dust.

Then the two of them seemed to not know what dodging was, and every move was the most violent head-on collision.

The aftermath of the battle spread, causing many pool tables around to collapse.

But it was as if the two of them didn't see it, and they were both immersed in the purest sword duel.

After fighting for about ten times, Zhao Lu's aura gradually became chaotic.

He seemed to know that he would definitely lose if this continued, and he was immediately ready to use the trump card that he had worked hard on for a long time.

Zhao Lu sheathed his sword and lowered his body.

He showed the most basic sword-drawing posture in Zhengyi swordsmanship.

"Shouichi, actually I have been thinking about how to beat you since I entered No. 3 Middle School."

"Later I figured it out, if I use the complete Zhengyi Sword Technique, I won't be able to surpass you even if I practice it for a hundred years."

"But if I rashly learn other swordsmanship, I won't be able to achieve much with my talent."

"In this case, then I might as well not practice all the Zhengyi sword techniques. I will only practice the simplest one among them."

"Because only in this way can I catch up with you or even surpass you with this sword."

"And for this day... I have been waiting for three whole years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black iron sword in Zhao Lu's hand was unsheathed.

boom!

The sword that had been sharpened for three years suddenly burst out with astonishing power.

The terrifying power even made the cement floor under Zhao Lu unable to withstand it, causing a large number of cracks to appear.

When Bian Shou saw this scene, his pupils shrank sharply.

Because this was the second time since he met Lu Chen in the mock exam that he felt the pressure of swordsmanship from other peers.

At that moment, Zhao Lu's sword, which he had spent three years honing, made even Bian Shou stunned.

If we talk about the essence of Zhengyi swordsmanship, it is extremely fierce swordsmanship.

Zhao Lu further strengthened this feature on this basis.

Because his sword left no escape route for himself at all!

It seems that all he needs is this sword and there is no need to consider anything else.

Seeing Zhao Lu's astonishing aura like a beast emerging from its cage, Bian Shouyi did not choose to give in, but faced him head-on.

boom!

After a loud noise, Zhao Lu's sword was half buried in Bian Shouyi's shoulder.

Zhao Lu looked at Bian Shouyi whose shoulders were stained red, put back his sword, and said in a complicated tone: "Why don't you hide?"

Bian Shouyi calmly replied: "Why hide?"

Zhao Lu was silent.

He knew that Bian Shouyi knew Zhengyi sword technique very well, even if he practiced this sword to the extreme.

In fact, Bian Shouyi didn't have to resist this sword, because his sword was not very fast.

But Bian Shouyi chose to confront this sword head-on, so that the move was half a move away.

"I lost."

Almost at the same time, the two spoke in unison.

The two looked at each other, stunned.

Zhao Lu looked at him and said helplessly: "Shouyi, if you lose, you lose. You don't have to take care of my face."

"In the end, I still couldn't defeat you..."

Unexpectedly, Bian Shouyi retorted very seriously: "No, it is true that I lost because you saved your strength."

Zhao Lu was stunned for a moment, and then said nonchalantly: "If you don't stay strong, your hand will be gone."

"I'm a dead person anyway, so there's no need to drag you into the water anymore."

"Okay Shouichi, I'm very happy that you came to see me today. I have no regrets anymore. It's time to atone for the mistakes I made before."

With that said, Zhao Lu was about to walk out of the pool hall and go outside to surrender to the Los Angeles law enforcement team.

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Lu turned his head in confusion and saw Bian Shouyi dragging his injured body out of the game room and placing it on a still intact pool table next to him.

As the plastic bag was opened, a wrapped birthday cake and a small yellowed note appeared on Zhao Lu.

Looking at these two things, Zhao Lu froze on the spot.

As soon as Bian Shou walked up to him, he patted his shoulder and said calmly: "Although it's a bit late,...happy birthday."

After saying that, Bian Shouyi held his shoulders and walked out of the pool hall alone, leaving Zhao Lu alone.

When Bian Shouyi came outside, he saw several members of the Los Angeles Law Enforcement Team in uniform.

The leader among them was Mu Xiaoye's father.

Looking at them, Bian Shou thought for a moment and said, "Give him some time. Don't worry, he won't run away."

The law enforcement team thought for a moment, and finally Mu's father made the decision.

"Three minutes, I only give him three minutes."

"good."

The border guard nodded and walked straight to the car sent by his father to follow him quietly.

In the pool hall, Zhao Lu looked at the cake on the table and immediately picked up the note placed next to it.

[Son, I’ve put the cake in the refrigerator. Remember to eat it when you come back. You don’t have to wait for mom, because the cake won’t taste good after its expiration date. Be good. 】

Zhao Ku looked at the crooked handwriting on the note, as if he could see his mother writing awkwardly on the note while looking anxious and worried about him.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

At this moment, Zhao Lu felt as if something was stuck in his throat. He had a lot to say, but he couldn't.

Then he opened the box containing the cake, and without using anything else, he grabbed the cake piece by piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

It seemed that as long as this was done, the thing stuck in the throat could be suppressed.

Regret, endless regret.

Zhao Lu not only regretted that he should not have missed the last moment with his mother because he was afraid to hide.

I also regret that he should not have gone astray and fallen into despair.

Even if his life is destined to be a supporting role, in the eyes of some people... he has always been the well-deserved protagonist.

And it was only at this moment that he understood.

It turns out that real sadness is never the moment of separation.

Instead, I saw the cake in the refrigerator, the note left on the table, and...the text message that was never answered.

Zhao Lu cried silently while eating the small cake like crazy.

It was as if he wanted to swallow the cake and the box together.

But the cake... will always be finished.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Lu looked at the empty cake box, ignored the cream on his hands, grabbed his hair hard, and knelt on the ground.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Mom... I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

"I will never make you angry again... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

Some willfulness can only hurt those who really care about you.

Because other people won’t care if you are wronged.

When you look at others standing in the light with envy, the light in some people's eyes... is only you.

PS: Originally I just wanted to strengthen the villain a little bit and pave the way for the main plot of the second stage, but I found that there was too much foreshadowing... Fat Tiger will pay attention to it in the future, and he has made a mistake of being pretentious...