Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 553 A Good Dog Doesn’t Bark

"The waves are running ~ the waves are flowing ~"

"The surging river never stops—~"

"Uh..." Xing looked a little speechless, "Why did this guy appear and sing his own background music?"

Golden Man Lane.

There is not much difference between today and yesterday. For the people of Luofu, it is a brand new day, but for the lone wolf Scott, this will be his ultimate battle to wash away his shame.

Recalling the past, he defeated San Yue Qi and Su Chang miserably in Jin Ren Lane. This time he will take back all the glory that once belonged to him!

"Ha, ha! March 7th, I ask you, where are the March 7th people?" Scott turned his nose up and walked with the pace of a lonely and collusive old man.

Where does this confidence come from? Of course, it comes from the company's latest model of mecha behind him. You know, the attack of this thing can easily rival the power of a ship's main gun.

What? You said someone was going to take this cannonball with cold weapons? Haha! Scott was waiting to see the joke, "Could it be that after seeing this 'Psychic Annihilation Battle Soul Phantom Star Revelation Quantum Battle Armor', they were so scared that they dared not come to fight!"

"He's so annoying."

She went to Taohuangquan to review it. She didn't want to come at first, but Xing said that Jinren Lane had top-notch fun.

Huang Quan, who lacked knowledge of language arts, humbly decided to absorb experience and see what kind of fun could make a fun king like Senior Xing unable to contain his joy.

"Hey, where are the seven people from March?" Yun Li, who as a master must not let his apprentice suffer any loss, also came to the scene. He looked around but didn't see the pink figure, so he poked Xing's waist with his elbow and asked.

"From Ah Xing's perspective, they should have just finished cleaning up the battlefield not long ago, so they should be here soon."

Xing made a rigorous guess. After all, she was not in the group chat of the girls in the dream. She thought that San Yue Qi's power increased greatly after awakening his hunting destiny, and he was knocked unconscious by An Ming Jue on the bed and could not get up again.

Innocent Yun Li blinked her eyes and asked in confusion, "Didn't San Yue Qi just finish fighting Huan Long last night? How could he still have the energy to train and clean up the battlefield?"

Nowadays, even a talented monster like March Seventh practices so diligently. After defeating the Lord of Extinction at night, he still has to practice more in the early morning. He is simply a role model for our generation!

Now Yun Li is completely convinced by San Yueqi. No wonder he can temper his sword heart. This is the reward for the hardworking people.

Xing looked at Yunli in confusion, thinking that this child couldn't be that pure, right? Wait...from a universal point of view, Yunli's thinking was normal, so in the end, she was the one who was contaminated by forbidden knowledge!

"The peach tree is in full bloom, its name remains unchanged, your ancestor's seventh day of the third lunar month is here!"

With the catchy lines, San Yue Qi, holding the Tao Yao and Han Ying swords, suddenly appeared on the high roof. He looked very handsome, but in fact he was sweating profusely.

If she had known, she should have come an hour earlier. It was all because of Liuying who suddenly broke such explosive news to her. Sanyueqi, who suddenly became the defender of Luofu in the martial arts ceremony, was in a daze for a long time. Only then did she remember that she had a decisive battle with Scott today.

"Hey - March 7, you really dare to come and die!" Scott laughed and slapped the shell of the mecha beside him. He accidentally hit his hand so hard that it hurt and trembled.

"Commissioner Scott, the armor of the mecha has been made five times thicker as you instructed," a company employee at the side kindly told Scott the reason why his hand was so painful.

Scott's confidence increased immediately after hearing this. She walked up to March Seven with big steps like a lady and said, "Look, isn't this our invincible heroine March Seven? Oh, I'm so sorry. You all heard it too. It just so happens that our company's mecha has undergone a routine update."

"Oh, tell me what we should do, Scott. The chances of winning were slim to begin with. If you continue to do this, won't there be no chance of winning at all?"

"Ha-ha! You deserve it! You still have time to bark like a dog three times!"

Scott sang a duet on his own, just like Luo Fu, a ventriloquist. March 7 felt a headache watching this. He wanted to end this farce as soon as possible so that he could go back and continue to think about how to offset the backlash of fate.

She can't be a beautiful girl for less than an hour in her life, right? That kind of thing is more humiliating than losing to Scott!

"If you bark like a dog three times now, I will show mercy—"

The sword energy condensed from ice crystals suddenly brushed past Scott's ears. Scott was startled and staggered back, tripping over his own left foot and falling to the side of the mecha.

San Yue Qi yawned while leaning against the ice sword. The ends of her pink hair formed a graceful arc in the wind. She tilted her head and a beautiful girl's smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Haven't you ever heard that a good dog never barks?"

"you you you--"

Scott pointed at March 7 with trembling fingers: "Start it! Start everything!" As Scott gave the order, the large mecha that looked quite intimidating lit up with a blood-red light and slowly started up with a violent hum.

"Just use that broken piece of iron to scrape it off slowly!"

Scott was so angry that he threatened March Seven. He really didn't believe that a little girl who had just practiced sword for a few days could be so strong.

Xing looked at both sides who were full of momentum and was a little confused for a moment. The main reason was that she did not understand Kenshin thoroughly enough.

If all the swordsmen were as good as An Ming's Liuli Swordsman, then there would be no doubt that March Seven would win, but the problem is that there are gaps between the swordsmen, and Xing doesn't know what level March Seven's swordsman is at.

"One sword."

"What sword?"

Xing turned his head to look at Huang Quan who was still eating a peach beside him, feeling a little confused.

Huang Quan gave a concise answer: "One sword is enough."

Scott, who was not far away, heard this and laughed at him on the spot, "You are just bragging! Can she cut it? This is called the Interstellar Peace Company's mecha. What's wrong with the Sword Immortal March Seven? Even if Huanghuang Weiling came, you can't cut it! You are just bragging. You can only look at the mecha's thin metal sheet. Do you understand this called strength? Ghana!"

"Ah...it's a pity that he doesn't go to perform crosstalk," March Seven still couldn't help but complain, and in the final battle, it was all Scott who was talking.

Accompanied by cool special effects with extreme light pollution and a transformation process that lasted a full minute and thirty-seven seconds, San Yue Qi politely waited until the mecha was fully transformed and unfolded before getting ready to start.

"I'll show you the power of our company's technology! Turn it up to maximum power!!!"

After Scott climbed into the cockpit by clinging to the mecha's tracks, dark red energy lines surged wildly between the gaps in the armor, as if brewing an extremely terrifying attack.

San Yue Qi just took a light breath, and Tao Yao appeared before his eyes. His fingertips brushed across the sword's spine, revealing layers of peach pink.

"Nameless guest, March 7, please enlighten me!"