Chapter 173 Bloody Wind, Face the Leader!

The overthrown palace, the dim palace.

Soft candlelight dances.

After hearing the specific content of the "support mission" mentioned by Shelia, Ryan's eyes showed surprise.

A Son of Overthrow invites other Sons of Overthrow to go to the Azure Sword Gym together at 11 o'clock tonight.

This mission sounds very strange at first.

Because it only requires companionship, but does not specify what is required.

Is it to protect the security of task publishers? Or what goals can be achieved together with it?

Not mentioned at all.

Normal people would not do this kind of "three noes" task.

The same is naturally true for Ryan.

If he were to go there in person, he would definitely not want to.

If others don't know, how can he not know that there is a leader who is suspected to be a legendary professional in the Tianqing Kendo Hall?

In this case, what is the difference between going to the Azure Kendo Hall in one's true form and dying?

But the problem is that the method of participation in the "support mission" this time is "real projection."

"Real projection", judging from Shelia's narration, is somewhat similar to his traveling clone.

Even if the "real projection" dies, it will not affect the main body.

It can be said that it is a business with no capital and huge profits.

To be honest, Ryan was very curious about the Azure Kendo Gym.

Since he landed on Azure Island, he has met the sword rebel Durland and the mysterious girl Noelle, all of whom have close relationships with the Azure Sword Gym.

If there was an opportunity to go to the Azure Kendo Hall to find out without risk, Ryan would certainly be willing.

After pondering for a moment, Ryan looked at Shelia and nodded slightly: "Miss Shelia, please help me take over this task."

"Okay." Shelia said happily.

She was very happy to be able to help Mr. Zifeng within her ability.

After all, Mr. Zifeng helped her and her sister too much, but she had nothing to repay.

"There are only six hours left before 11 o'clock in the evening. Mr. Zifeng, do you think we need to teleport in advance to meet the mission person?" Shelia asked softly.

"Okay." Ryan thought for a moment and nodded.

He is quite curious about "real projection".

With the "real projection" method, the level of the Overturned Palace must be far higher than that of high-level people.

"Okay, I'll do it now."

Shelia nodded, then sat down at the head of the long table and closed her eyes.

After more than ten seconds, she opened her eyes again. At the same time, a faint mark appeared on Ryan's [Overturning Mask No. 7] between his eyebrows.

"Mr. Zifeng, when you want to perform 'real projection', just tap the mark between the eyebrows."

"During the process of 'real projection', your body will remain in the overturned palace, which is absolutely safe."

Ryan sat down in his own chair No. 7 and touched his eyebrows curiously. The next moment, a thick gray mist enveloped him.

In the Overturned Palace, Shelia looked at Mr. Zifeng who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed. She was curious about what kind of face he had under that purple mask.

"You have become stronger again..."

As the master of the Overturned Palace here, Shelia can roughly feel the strength and weakness of the palace members. Compared with before, Mr. Zifeng's spirituality has become stronger and stronger, but spirituality is only Mr. Zifeng's weakest point...

"After the many chores on the remote island have subsided, it's time for me to return to Witch Island."

The girl whispered to herself, and then she sat on the chair and quietly accompanied Ryan.

…

The process of real projection is quite amazing.

Ryan could feel that his consciousness was pulled by some kind of force to a distant place.

Immediately afterwards, gentle power gathered towards him, and soon, a "real body" that was almost identical to his own body was constructed.

Vision, smell, hearing, touch... all the senses are exactly the same as the original body. The only difference is that his body is slightly transparent and is not a real flesh and blood body.

"interesting……"

Ryan clenched his fist. He could feel that the strength of himself under the "real projection" was exactly the same as the original body. He could even enjoy the special skill blessings of the trophies.

To be able to do this...

The body of the Overturned Palace was far more terrifying than he expected.

"call……"

Sighing lightly, Ryan stopped thinking about it and raised his eyes to observe his surroundings.

What you see are lush trees, and you can faintly hear the sound of waves coming from the distance.

In a forest near the sea?

This thought came to Ryan's mind, and then he turned his head and looked at the black-haired swordsman leaning on the big tree with his arms folded.

It was already sunset, and the dim light penetrated through the gaps between the branches and leaves, falling on the side of the black-haired swordsman's face, causing a few spots.

It's him?

Ryan's eyes moved slightly, but he was not too surprised.

There are not many people who have the courage and ability to bravely break into the Tianqing Kendo Hall, and even fewer who happen to be on Tianqing Island.

As far as Lane knows, Durand is one of them.

It's just different from when they met before. At this moment, Durland's eyes were indifferent, and his whole body was vaguely exuding a bloody aura. It was as if he was a different person, giving him a very strong sense of danger.

Ryan frowned slightly, but he didn't know Durand very well, so he couldn't tell which state was Durand's true face.

"Are you the one who issued the mission?"

A low and hoarse voice that was deliberately disguised came from Ryan's mouth.

When Durand heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at the son of overthrow who was wearing a purple mask and a gray hooded robe, and narrowed his eyes: "You look strong."

"I wanted to test you to see if you are qualified to go with me, but now it seems that it is not necessary."

Durand said calmly: "The original time is 11 o'clock in the evening, but since you are here, let's go now. Is there any problem?"

"Yes." Ryan said: "What do I need to do?"

"What... Let me think, your task is to ensure that I will not be disturbed by others during the battle with the "target" tonight."

Durand's eyes seemed to be bloodshot: "It doesn't matter if you can't do it. The main thing is that I am worried that I will accidentally kill those who interfere."

Hearing this request, even Ryan couldn't help but be stunned.

Preventing others from interfering, the purpose is to avoid accidentally hurting others?

"Interesting."

The corners of Ryan's mouth under the mask slightly raised, and the development of the situation made him more and more interested.

"Okay, I will try my best to ensure that no one interferes with you."

Hearing this, Durand said no more: "Then, let's go."

Under the moonlight, the two of them went one after the other towards the direction of Tianqing City.

Pedestrians along the way could not see the existence of the two, even the law enforcement officers in Tianqing City.

After a while, the two stopped in front of an ancient and simple kendo hall covering a large area.

The clear moonlight fell on the five big characters "Tianqing Kendo Hall" on the plaque, emitting a faint light.

In front of the gate of the kendo hall, there stood two gatekeepers.

Seeing the approaching figure, the eyes of the two became serious, especially when they saw Durand's face clearly, the expressions of the two suddenly changed.

The two gatekeepers were very young, only in their twenties. Although they had just entered the door, they naturally remembered the wanted criminals of their own kendo hall.

But before the two gatekeepers could shout, a green wind flashed in the moonlight, and the two of them fainted on the ground.

Durland walked past the two unconscious people with an expressionless face and walked into the Tianqing Kendo Hall.

Ryan followed silently.

The soft candlelight dispelled the darkness.

The Tianqing Kendo Hall did not use enchanted lamps, but used traditional candlelight for lighting.

The corridor in the Kendo Hall was very dim and winding, but Durland was very familiar with it. He led Ryan all the way forward. The Kendo Hall disciples he met along the way all fainted before they could make a sound.

Of course, these disciples were not core disciples who had reached the fourth level, but just some ordinary disciples of the second and third levels.

After a while, the two came to a small courtyard deep in the Kendo Hall that looked ordinary.

The courtyard was not big, and there was a Kendo field inside.

The light red candlelight was reflected from the inside, like a red carpet welcoming "guests" to the door.

Durrand's eyes were a little dazed, but soon, they returned to indifference and coldness.

He took a step and walked towards the kendo field.

The kendo field was surrounded by a circle of weapon racks, which were full of various long swords, as if silently telling the countless challenges that had taken place here.

The remaining sword energy was condensed and not dispersed, making people feel sharp.

In the center of the kendo field, a woman in green was kneeling.

"Tap tap..."

The sound of Durrand's footsteps was so clear in the silent kendo field.

The woman in green did not look back, but whispered: "... Durrand, can't you bear even one day?"

"Well, I let you escape last time, this time, I will definitely capture you and avenge my dead brothers."

She slowly stood up, and during this process, a dazzling ice-blue light rose up, like a rising peerless edge.

However, what the green-clothed woman did not expect was that Durland walked straight past her and went deeper into the kendo field. During the whole process, he did not take any precautions, as if he was not worried that she would attack him.

Such disregard...

Such arrogance...

Anger appeared in the eyes of the green-clothed woman, and the long sword at her waist was about to be unsheathed.

But just as she was about to draw the long sword, a hand pressed on her hilt first, like a heavy mountain, suppressing the long sword with unquestionable absolute power, and it could not be unsheathed.

The green-clothed woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and it was not until then that she sensed the existence of another person.

He was wearing a gray hooded robe and a purple mask on his face. From the perspective of the green-clothed woman, the red of the candlelight and the purple of the mask intertwined to form a weird color.

"It's better not to bother him."

"If you really want to fight, I can accompany you."

A low and hoarse voice sounded beside her ear, and the face of the woman in green turned cold. A surging cold current burst out from her body, forming countless sword qi, attacking this guy who suddenly appeared.

However, everything that happened next overturned her cognition.

Countless icy sword qi fell on the opponent's body, but was blocked by a layer of blood-colored film. Instead, she herself was shocked by the strange recoil and flew out.

"Bang."

After landing, the woman in green stared at the unknown purple masked man with a serious look: "Who are you?"

At this moment, she had no intention of caring about Durrand.

Because the threat posed to her by this purple masked man was greater than that of Durrand!

Ryan did not answer the words of the green-clothed woman, the current Tianqing chief, but shook his head slightly: "My mission is to prevent anyone from hindering his battle."

"If you want to interfere, you must pass my test first."

Hearing this, the green-clothed woman, the Tianqing chief He Lisi, had a cold look in her eyes.

The ice-blue lines intertwined a brand shaped like a long sword at her forehead, and her spirituality, which was several times stronger than before, flourished.

This spirituality has surpassed the general fourth-order limit.

Ryan's eyes were calm.

Even yesterday, he was able to defeat the four black knights at the fourth-order limit.

Not to mention now, he has become even stronger.

He Lisi's figure disappeared, replaced by an ice-blue sword light.

"Dang——"

The buzzing sound of metal collision suddenly sounded, and the terrifying recoil force made Helisi's right hand holding the sword lose consciousness directly. Looking at the gray-silver standard long sword in the hand of the purple masked man, she flashed with shock and astonishment.

As a fourth-level profession [Earth Knight] of the "Soldier Path", her strength is among the best among all the fourth-level profession types.

But now, the opponent's seemingly light and casual attack made her unable to bear it.

This means that the gap in physical strength between the two sides has become so large that it cannot be made up!

Although Helisi had expected it when the hilt was pressed just now, when it was really confirmed, she couldn't help but feel confused in her heart-this guy, is he a human or a humanoid sea monster?

For a while, Helisi didn't dare to act rashly.

And if she didn't move, Ryan would naturally be happy to be idle.

While confronting the woman in green, he also observed the situation of Durland behind him.

"Tap... tap..."

The crisp footsteps echoed, and Durland walked all the way to the depths of the kendo field, and stopped in front of a closed wooden door with "德" and "武" written on the left and right.

"... Teacher, at this point, are you still not ready to come out?"

Durland's voice did not contain any joy or anger, as if the emotions that should have been contained in it had dissipated in so many years of exile.

"Ka..."

With a light sound, the wooden door opened to both sides, revealing a bright room behind it.

A slightly hunched figure turned his back to the wooden door.

Beside him, a pure green long sword was suspended in the air.

"Are you so anxious? Do you want to come and die?"

An old voice sounded.

The moment he saw this person, the wind around Durland flowed faster and faster, and the color gradually changed from green to darker, and finally, even a weird blood color appeared!