Chapter 136 You Are Not Allowed to Leave

Training camp, training ground.

The yellow sand fluttered in the afterglow of the evening.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Gion... your physical condition is not very good now."

Darren looked at Gion in front of him with a determined look, and said helplessly.

He could see her fatigue from Gion's face without even the perception of the biomagnetic field.

Gion was unmoved and said coldly:

"Aren't you also not recovered to your best condition?"

Darren shook his head and said:

"If you want to challenge, I welcome you at any time, there is no need to do it now."

"No, it has to be now!"

Gion glanced at the sunset in the sky that was dyed red in the distance, and the setting sun that was about to sink into the horizon, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Although this sounds very unreasonable, you also know that I have a bad temper, don't you?"

Darren: ...

It's over, those two bad words will probably be remembered by her for the rest of her life.

I didn't realize that she was so vindictive before.

"Well, since you insist..."

Before Darren finished speaking, Gion had already drawn his sword suddenly, and his figure shot out from the spot like a gust of wind, attacking him.

The famous sword Kinpira, which was at least at the level of the 21st level of the Great Sword, burst into dazzling brilliance, and the sword light flashed like lightning.

The air suddenly burst into a sharp buzzing sound, and Gion's sword skill was already quite good!

Darren's eyes lit up.

He is really worthy of being the future candidate for the admiral of the navy. Gion's knives talent and level are praised by even the admiral-level strongman like Mr. Zefa.

The magnetic field perception opened instantly, and Darren turned sideways without any warning.

Gion's sword passed by the tip of his hair and slashed heavily into the ground.

Rip it! !

The sword light suddenly shot out, and a sword mark of dozens of meters long suddenly lay across the ground of the training ground, rolling up the surging yellow sand.

Seeing the power of this knife, Darren's eyes twitched.

This girl seems to be really angry...

After the knife missed, Gion changed his moves decisively.

At the moment of wrist turning, the dark armed color domineering had quickly been stained with Kinpira, dragging horizontally towards Darren's waist and abdomen.

'The swordsmanship is indeed very strong. '

This thought flashed through Darren's mind, and blue arcs jumped on the fingers of his right hand.

The invisible magnetic field spread out strangely, and Gion's face suddenly changed slightly, and he felt a strong dragging force covering his knife.

The knife's momentum suddenly slowed down, and Darren took advantage of the situation and lightly retreated, avoiding it lightly.

"Why don't you attack! Do you look down on me!?"

Gion bit his lower lip with his pearly teeth and swung the knife towards Darren again.

The knife light poured down like a storm, like ink splashing, covering Darren's figure tightly.

Darren sighed secretly, calmly took on Gion's attacks one by one, and shook his head slightly in his heart.

Although he had not practiced swordsmanship systematically, he had seen pigs run even if he had not eaten pork. After all, he had faced Roger's mysterious "God Avoidance".

Not to mention that this time he went to sea, he had fought with famous strong men such as Barrett, Quinn and Kaido, which allowed him to accumulate enough combat experience...

It is no exaggeration to say that Darren's current strength and vision have risen to an incredible level compared to when he just left the North Sea.

In his eyes, Gion's moves at this time seemed sharp and decisive, but they were full of a kind of venting force and lacked flexible and adaptable skills.

Like a child waving a knife randomly, she was simply venting her inner anger.

She wantonly squandered her remaining little physical strength and the domineering power she had just mastered, without any intention of saving.

Like a flood, all emotions were thrown out.

Thinking of this, Darren calmed down and gave up dodging. Instead, he covered his hands with armed color domineering, and kept blocking Gion's attacks like a live target.

Clang clang clang clang!!

The sound of metal clashing and colliding continued to ring, and the bright sparks reflected Gion's slightly bloodshot eyes.

One minute,

Three minutes,

Five minutes,

Ten minutes...

As time went by, Gion's movements became obviously slower, and the excessive domineering made her gradually begin to lose strength.

Her breathing became rapid, and her face gradually turned pale.

Seeing this, Darren suddenly stretched out his big hand.

Clang! !

A sharp explosion suddenly sounded.

The famous sword Kinpira was tightly grasped by Darren's five black fingers, rubbing out a large piece of sparks.

The training ground suddenly became quiet.

Gion looked at the knife held by Darren and tried to pull it out with force, but it didn't move at all.

"Do you feel better now?" Darren said calmly while looking at Gion. This sentence seemed to be a signal, which made Gion's expression stunned. The light in her eyes quickly dimmed, and the fatigue from excessive physical exhaustion surged into her heart. Her eyes, which were always cold, turned red, and she was a little unstable. Darren let go of her hand, her eyes softened, and whispered: "Go back and rest early." He glanced at the sky. The sunset had completely fallen at this time, and the night was about to fall. Only the last ray of afterglow in the distant sky was struggling to support it. In the direction of the civilian area, wisps of smoke rose from every household. Noticing Darren's gaze, Gion bit her lip. "No, we haven't decided the winner yet."

She held the handle of the knife in her hand and supported her heavy body to stand up again.

Trembling and towering.

Darren was startled, frowned and said:

"You have reached your limit..."

"——I said it's not over yet!! You are not allowed to leave!!"

Gion said harshly.

Holding the knife in his hand, he rushed towards Darren with red eyes.

But the moment she took steps forward, she staggered as her energy was exhausted.

Darren hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Gion slammed into his arms, her tied bun falling apart, and her long black hair falling like a waterfall.

"You...let me go!"

A shy blush flashed across Gion's face, but it quickly disappeared.

She struggled in Darren's arms, trying to get out.

"You can't even stand still..."

Darren said a little funny:

"I'll send you back first, and then go home by yourself... Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you."

"no……"

Gion's lips turned a little white, but he still shook his head.

Darren frowned.

But he suddenly noticed something.

That was when she came to find her from Gion. She seemed to have been observing the sky all the time.

Moreover, her sword moves are not the decisive ones that pursue instant kills in the past. Instead, they have the feeling of delaying time and consuming the opponent's physical strength...

Could it be...

A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into Darren's mind.

Is Gion deliberately delaying time, draining my energy, and not letting me go home?

The correct way to say it is, don't let me go home...do bad things?

Probably not...

The corners of Darren's mouth twitched, but he still cautiously said:

"That Gion, let me confess something to you..."

"Ahem..."

"That is, Ah Shi and I did not have that kind of relationship."

As soon as he finished speaking, Darren's expression was stunned.

Because he actually discovered...

Gion in his arms stopped struggling!

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