Is this the final of the third chapter?

Move a good house, set your mind, and from today on you can be called a trainer...

It seems that something strange is involved.

After washing up, Yun Yu looked at his mind. He had been moving for a month. He said that time is really not enough. Now Yun Yu hasn't met the characters in the plot yet, and he doesn't know where the time is. If Naye is 19 years old now, then he can only attack Vivio!! Although the Holy King mode is a benefit, Yun Yu does not think he can be the opponent of the Overlord.

"Come on, Ni Jiang!"

"Come on, Yunyu."

"Come on."

Eating Lijia and making toast, I feel very good to live from the bottom of my heart. Today is the final competition of the national competition. Today, he will stand on the stage with seven other contestants in the city gymnasium of Haiming City as the quarterfinals. Although the youth group is under 14 years old, except for the 9-year-old Yun Yu, all the others are 14-year-old boys.

"Uh... don't look at it. Since the Atomic Flame Sword was developed, the talent of the Sword Dao has awakened."

I arrived at the venue by bus, which was already crowded.

“Wow…”

Anyway, after doing it again, my mind and nature overlapped, and I looked young and had never seen such a situation before. The sound of sighing caused frequent laughter around me.

After all, the little Yunyu still looks very popular among those women and is a bit cute.

"Wow, Yun Yu is so cute, mom is so happy."

Then it seemed as if Godzilla-level wrist force strangled Yun Yu's neck, Yun Yu felt suffocating again, but the feeling that came out almost made him faint.

"Ahem, you'll die!"

"Ah, I'm just bullying you a little."

"A little bully, according to your standards, it's time to see the grandmother of the True Heaven."

"Ah, stingy."

…………

"I'm going to the contestant's room, mom, Lijia, I'll be cheering up."

Yun Yu was also a little childish. He also had what he wanted to do. He didn't expect that he could really do what he wanted to do. It seems that indulgence in this world is indeed a good thing. No, it should be not indulgence, but support.

Support for family members is the motivation for people to persevere.

"Huh, first place!"

He held the bamboo sword tightly and looked at the "big brother" who was older than him around him. A black smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, he was much older than them, and there were many ways to criticize them.

"Hey, have you heard of it? There is a kid in the quarterfinals."

"Hey, hey, I heard that I heard that I heard that I was a child about 9 years old."

"Ah, it's so amazing. The 9-year-old child actually made it to the quarterfinals."

"Haha, those guys are too useless."

A handsome junior high school student smiled and a group of Chinese junior high school girls screamed in the stands. "Thank you, my sweethearts, I will cheer up."

“…………”

"cut!"

It means that Yun Yu and a group of people wearing black cloaks with red F signs gestured at the handsome middle school student with middle fingers.

"The first battle in the quarterfinals, the private Shengxiang University Affiliated Primary School Yayoi Yuyu vs. Shinkai No. 1 Middle School 000 Shinkai."

"ah!"

The handsome middle school student shook his head and a group of female silly cried. Although the number of female silly accounts for one-quarter of the proportion of the venue, Yun Yu's momentum fell in an instant with the support of these female silly.

Especially after Yun Yu came on stage, the comparison with Zhenpingjun's height made Yun Yu's praise continue to decline.

"Come on Yunyu!!"

"Come on, little brother Yunyu!!"

"Kill that disgusting man!!"

"Kill that artificial guy!!"

"Drunk!"

"Kill him!!"

All kinds of blackening, various ff groups, and the roar of a housewife of the protagonist's mother, instantly the support here surpassed the Huaniang support group. Although the support battle was successful, it always felt so embarrassing.

"Hehe, little brother, don't be polite, come on anytime."

"start!!"

After the referee shouted, the Zhenpingjun rushed to Yun Yu quickly, and the bamboo sword in his hand slashed from the left side toward the bottom.

"Little hand!!"

Yun Yu gently turned the bamboo sword, bounced off the chopped bamboo sword, looked at Mahira Jun in confusion and said, "You won't have anything to do with Hirata Masashimi's tragedy, right?"

"Who is that person!"

"When I didn't say..."

Zhenpingjun's steps were a little confused, and she continued to rush up. Yun Yu, who sighed, decided to kill him instantly. Previously, his group of fanatic support groups made people feel annoying, envious, jealous and hatred, and he definitely wanted to kill him instantly.

What's wrong with being a little petty.

"Must kill, Atomic Flame Sword!!"

Of course, the slogan was recited silently in my heart. The bamboo sword in Yun Yu's hand left a afterimage in the air. The moment he took a step on his right foot, he stabbed the tragic Hirata Masahiro's neck, directly stung him into the air, and then fell backwards.

…………

"Well……"

The entire venue became quiet. The sting just now was too effective and terrible, which made the surrounding air solidify.

"The stabbing is effective, one book! Both sides return to their positions."

“Wow.”

Before the referee asked to return to his position, the handsome middle-aged boy threw off his kendo hat and covered his neck and told his mother to run away.

Taking off the sword hat and holding it in his hand Yun Yu secretly laughed at his petty aura, saying that the other party was just a child.

"Wow, that little guy is so awesome, Suzuka."

“Hi Hi.”

"Wow, really. Alisa, Suzuka, looks as big as us."

There were three little girls in the audience looking at Yun Yu.

…………

Several bamboo sword boys who had truly practiced swordsmanship released their fighting spirit towards Yun Yu.

"Ah, ah, it seems that I have done too much, and I'm in trouble next. By the way, the first opponent is really not good..."

Time slowly moves, the victory or defeat of the quarterfinals has ended, now it is the victory or defeat within the quarterfinals, and the enemy now will not be the weak.

Thinking of this, Yun Yu smiled. He was originally trying to practice real skills. For his own plan, of course, if the plan was too late, he could only attack Vivio.

Although Vivio is really good, the Overlord is also good... cover your face.

"Semi-finals, Private Shengxiang University Affiliated Primary School Yayoi Yunyu vs. God of War Hearts and Hearts"

Swish!! The sharp fighting spirit was released from a swordsman in white ** on the other players, a real swordsman.

"Hey, hey, will you be slack at the moment? Is this okay??"

"I'm looking forward to fighting you, Yakumo!"

"I'm sorry to make you look forward to it so much. Please show mercy. I'm just an ordinary third-grade student in elementary school."

"Only those who say this are those who have eaten aptx-4869."

"Where is that kind of medicine? Please mail it all to Miss Haibara Ai and ask her to quickly create an antidote for Wannian primary school students. Sister Xiaolan is already 32 years old."

"Oh……"

"Haha, ah, I suddenly wanted to abstain from the right."
Chapter completed!