Another member also said, "President, Toyo's martial honor all depends on Sword God. If this time the Sword God loses, Toyo's martial arts will also be ruined. At that time, no one will go to open the martial school, we cannot collect any money. The great cause of martial arts will collapse! So, we have to go for the gloves."
...
The president pondered for a moment, then sighed. He said in a quite decadent tone, "Last time we asked twelve masters of Marital Arts Federation to fight Leo. But in the end, twelve masters were beaten up. I'm not worried about the ten million dollars. The money is not mine, it's all contributed by the martial schools. I'm worried that we'll lose again and we'll be very embarrassed."
Hearing that, everyone reminded silent. In the face of Leo, who was so powerful and terrifying strength, and the fact that Toyo's martial schools had been defeated repeatedly by Leo, they were in the depth of despair. They were not sure about the chance of winning tomorrow.
At this time, the president had a solemn face, he knocked on the table and said quietly, "However, I do have a way to make Sword God sure to win. We will not be humiliated, but also allow Sword God to beat Leo steadily."
Hearing this, everyone fluttered. Their eyes widened, and they asked in unison, "President, what's the great idea?"
The president, who was about sixty years old and wrinkled and pale, tugged at the tie of his suit, and with a flash of his stern eyes, he took out an exquisitely packaged bottle of medicine from the drawer.
Everyone looked at the pill bottle on the table in confusion and asked in unison, "President, what is this?"
The president coughed and said quietly, "Ten million dollars is a staggering amount of money that some people can't earn in several lifetimes! Since Sword God wants to earn this money, he must pay the price. Otherwise, it is a waste of our money."
Everyone speculated on the meaning of the president's words. They didn't get the real meaning.
After a pause, the president picked up the bottle of medicine and continued, "This is a bottle of imported hormone medicine, colorless and tasteless. If a person takes it, his strength will explode to ten times of his previous strength in an instant."
"His skeletal muscles will be seven centimeters thicker and larger than the original. With this kind of terrifying strength, even if he is facing a buffalo, he can hold it down on the ground."
"If I put this kind of medicine in the drink for Sword God, how strong do you think he will be? As I can see, he can instantly tear Leo into crushed mush."
At that, everyone shouted!
A member asked with a smile, "President, should we give this medicine to Sword God at the beginning?"
"No!"
The president took a sip of tea, moistened his fire-dry throat, and said resoundingly, "I will put this medicine in the drink for Sword God when they get to the end of the fight, that is, when Leo is exhausted. Thus, Sword God can kill Leo in seconds!"
At that, others praised and said, "Great! It's really a great idea! Leo will be defeated at that time! He won't even know why he died!"
At this point, the president said in a stern voice again, "Tomorrow, we'll give him 10 million dollars in cash in multiple boxes."
The secretary general coughed and said, "President, this is not a good idea. What if Sword God loses? Don't our ten million dollars just go in vain?"
The president slapped the table and said, "Is that possible? In that case, I'll pay the 10 million dollars by myself!"
At these words, a dozen of members took a stand.
"Yes! If Sword God loses, I'll pay for it!"
"I agree! If Sword God loses, I'll pay for it too!"
"Me too! Me too!"
"We'll pay together!"
"At that time, she married me and she wanted me to make a name for myself as a martial artist. If I could make a name for myself, I would be able to keep our family in comfort."
"However, I was easily defeated by her cousin, and her cousin also shamed me as a liar, a scum in the martial arts, scum who didn't deserve his sister! At that time, I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a place to bury myself."
"Later, I swore on your mother's grave! I swore that I must be a Sword God and let people all over Toyo and Pompeii look up to me! I swore that I would be a great man that admired by all people!"
"So, I must go to this battle, I must compete with Leo!"
"If I die, do not take revenge on Leo. Today I can see that he has been very kind to you. If it were someone else, you two would have been killed."
After hearing what he said, the two girls could not help but weep ...
"Go to sleep, come with me to the scene tomorrow morning! Remember to dress yourselves up!"
With that, Yagyu Mamoru walked to his room with a heavy heart. He closed the door and took out an ancestral bronze sword from his case.
It was a long sword, thirty centimeters longer than the one he normally used.
However, he had never used this sword. To be precise, after he killed his wife, he stored the sword sealed.
Things had their associations. The sword stained with his wife's blood made him feel guilty and broken all the time.
Yagyu Mamoru pulled out his long sword, and the bronze light reflected his dark cheek, which looked extremely ferocious!
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