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The two had a little drink and it was a good atmosphere.

More than half of the drink, Lin Xiu suddenly said this time

"Oh, I forgot all the business. I didn't remember the time when I was too happy to talk to Master Clad." He slammed his head and said to the door, "Take the last thing I prepared."

"Yes." A low-pitched voice with horror pressure was revealed from outside the room. Although it was not malicious, even with a high degree of respect, even this made Til's pupil shrink.

This condensed pressure, at least a level of the emperor, although not the horror of Vanas, but the victory in yin cold.

But how long, the owner of the voice opened the door of the box and sent a long box with respect and respect.

Long box? Tyre couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. What is this, even though it is the price of this box, it is very expensive, and the pattern of the dragon and the phoenix dance makes people look vivid.

At this time, Clade nodded slightly toward Lin Xiu.

"Working for you."

"Please don't say that Master Clad, I will listen to your arrangement." Lin Xiu smiled deeply, as if Clade's praise was a good reward for him.

When Tyre was wondering what happened to the two men, Clade smiled and looked at Tyre.

"Open it and see."

"Me?"

"Not who you are?" Clad couldn't help but feel funny, why didn't he see Tyre so timid? .

Tyre looked at this expensive long box and couldn't help but swallow. Is this the legendary gift? It’s just that this shell can be earned if he sells it, so he won’t lose anything.

Yes, you can't report too much hope. After all, it will be more disappointing.

But Tyre still couldn't stop his own trembling right hand, and finally slowly opened the blue long box.

There is a long sword lying in the box like a box.

The hilt is brown, and countless magic lines outline a strange pattern that extends to the scabbard of the sword. Til light looks at it this way, and the eyes are already stunned to initiate the light.

Good sword! Definitely the sword in the sword!

He subconsciously picked up the sword, changed his left hand to hold the scabbard, and the right hand took the hilt.

噌~~~~ Light is a slit, and the sound of the sword whirls out. It can't be dissipated in the whole space for a long time.

"Good sword!! What is this sword called?" Tyre couldn't help but say it, because the sword really made him too satisfied. If it appeared at the auction site, Tyre might ask Anker. Let her buy this sword first.

Such a good sword is worth the price even if it pays a price.

"The name of this sword is called [tyrant], and it is better for you to like Tyre." Lin Xiu still smiles. He does not seem to reject Til, but this sentence makes Til a slight glimpse.

"That, Mr. Lin Xiu, you mean..."

"Nature is for you, did Master Klad not tell you? Hehe, we have a good sword here, but it was a pity that it was bought by a little girl during the day, but we left second-hand preparation and it was not enough.嘱托."

"This... is this really going to be given to me?" Tyre turned his eyes to Clade and the other nodded.

"This is the gift. I know that in the last battle, you were so easily defeated by me because of the lack of a long sword. I just hope that I won't be too bored when I discuss it later."

"Oh, the tone is not small." Tyre was said by Clade, but he did not shirk the sword. He was not the kind of person who was tempted, and he was on the other side of the opponent.

The feeling of balance made Tyre seem to return to the thick feeling of playing against Diz at the time of the Magic Girl contest.

Finally came back, Tianjian one heart.

And tomorrow, he will take this sword in the match!

The 100th penalty

Thursday, July 15

On this day, the class match finally arrived.

With the beginning of the morning meeting, the teacher No. 3 did not have the usual embarrassment, quietly looked at everyone, and said

"In a word, give me a win! Hear no!!"

"Hear it!!" In the face of the sudden horror perception of Teacher No. 3, all the students suddenly and unconsciously agreed loudly, and the sound of the deafening sound was resounding throughout the floor, so that other teams were also rendered. A positive roar under the guidance of the group division.

"Good! The first match of the 9th b group, my request is only one, no one is allowed to die!! You are 97, as long as you die, then all will be punished, this is my warning to you. Remember, no one can give up!"

"Yes!!"

"Okay, meeting!" Teacher No. 3 said the two sentences and ended the morning meeting. He went on to say

"Everyone, follow me to the class to play against the field."

The competitions in the class competitions are completely different in the confrontation field of each street.

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