Knights: The journey of support starting with Faiz

These evil followers come in various forms.

Zhan Tu's expression changed, and he quickly put away the prop box in his hand.

He reached into his waist and took out the Rabbit Core ID, gently stroking the surface texture and feeling the energy contained within.

"Looks like it's time to transform!"

Zhan Tu decisively inserted the Rabbit Core ID into the Wish Driver.

The driver released a large stream of blue data that enveloped the War Rabbit.

War Rabbit's hands were covered with a layer of silver armor, and a set of silver and blue armor appeared on his body.

After transforming, Sento stretched his wrists, feeling the power brought by the equipment.

His eyes became sharper, and he exuded a powerful aura.

Faced with the onslaught of evil foes, War Rabbit quickly adjusted its stance.

He quickly surveyed the surrounding terrain and formed a plan in his mind.

He first took out a water gun device and sprayed a stream of water forward.

On this frigid battlefield, the water flowed into icy mist, permeating the surroundings and effectively restricting the movements of the demons.

The demonic followers stumbled around in the icy mist, roaring furiously.

Next, Sento used the ice maker to create a giant ice mirror.

He cleverly used the reflection principle of the ice mirror to move quickly.

Whenever a demon approaches, he will appear from an unexpected location and deliver a fatal blow.

With his precise maneuvering, the demons were knocked to the ground one by one.

After the battle, Sento collected several blind boxes.

He opened it and found that it mostly contained basic props, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset, put the blind box away, and continued exploring the jungle.

Suddenly, Sento sensed something unusual.

He looked up warily and saw a figure in white armor standing quietly on a large tree, silently observing him.

The man had deep eyes, giving off a mysterious and powerful feeling.

"who are you?"

"War Rabbit!" Zhan Tu asked loudly, leaning forward, ready for battle.

The man leaped lightly down from the tree and said with a smile.

"I am Kamen Rider Gekijo, Ukiyo Hidetoshi."

Sento was taken aback for a moment, then a friendly smile appeared on his face.

"It's Kamen Rider Gekijou! Nice to meet you. I have a few blind boxes here, how about we share them?"

Hidetoshi Ukiyo was clearly somewhat embarrassed by Sento's suggestion.

He shook his head and said.

"No need, I have my own plans."

... .... ...

Zhan Tu shrugged and said with a smile.

"Alright then, I've cleared out most of the evil spirits here. You can go and check out the other areas."

Hidetoshi Ukiyo nodded, then turned and left.

Watching his departing figure, Sento shook his head thoughtfully and continued his journey of exploration.

On this dangerous battlefield, Sento, Ryuga, and Eiyo's activity levels continue to rise.

Every battle they fought was filled with passion and excitement, which impressed the other contestants.

Their performance on the Future Man live streaming system caused a sensation.

Sento's elegant fighting style and handsome appearance have attracted countless fans.

He is always able to calmly analyze the situation in battle and skillfully use various props and skills to turn the battle into a wonderful performance.

Viewers left messages in the live stream praising his wisdom and charm.

Ryuga's ferocious fighting style once again shocked the audience.

Chapter 251: Cheers and jubilation

He was fearless in battle, always charging forward, defeating one evil follower after another with his great strength and indomitable will.

Each of his attacks was filled with power, as if capable of destroying any enemy that stood in his way.

The audience was inspired by his bravery and cheered for each of his victories.

The tournament organizers astutely recognized the popularity of the three players and meticulously filmed their battle scenes.

It perfectly showcases their personal image and good looks.

On the official forum, the popularity of the three players soared, and "143" became the most eye-catching focus of the competition.

In the lounge.

When Sento pushed open the door, the slight sound of the metal door scraping against the floor was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

He carried a full basket of props in one hand and walked briskly to the central table.

With a "whoosh," the spoils were dumped onto the table.

The twelve props were laid out in a staggered manner, each emitting a different color of light, making them particularly dazzling under the cold light.

"This...how is this possible?"

Kiroli, who had been leaning against the control panel, leaned forward.

As the event administrator, he had seen countless participants' first-round results, but the number of twelve props was enough to break the record of the last three competitions.

Sento put his hands in his pockets, a confident smile playing on his lips.

“Mr. Kiroly, don’t forget that I am a genius physicist.”

He lightly tapped the props on the table with his fingertips; each one seemed to him like a key component for completing a precise experiment.

His silver-white armor gleamed under the light, blending seamlessly with the metal wall behind him, as if he were born to stand in this domain belonging to the strong.

Kiroli's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to find any trace of pretense in War Rabbit's expression, but those bright eyes held only pure confidence.

Just as he was about to ask further questions, the door to the lounge was pushed open again.

Wan Zhanglong walked in with heavy steps, his armor covered with scratches of varying depths, and sweat dripping down his sharply defined chin.

He casually tossed the nine props onto the table, making a dull thud.

"Damn it... these demonic followers are more troublesome than I expected."

Before he could finish speaking, his gaze was drawn to the pile of glittering props belonging to the battle rabbit, and his eyes sharpened.

"Hey, isn't this Ryuga?"

Zhan Tu deliberately dragged out his words.

"Nine props are already quite good; after all, not everyone has a genius mind."

Ryugo rushed to the table in three strides, the armor clanging together with a crisp sound.

"War Rabbit! Don't think you're so great just because you've collected a few items. I'll definitely surpass you in the next round!"

The tense standoff between the two was interrupted by heavy footsteps.

Master Azuma walked in with a gloomy expression, his white cloak stained with dark purple slime.

The armor on his chest was badly dented, clearly indicating that he had just been in a fierce battle.

When he saw the nine props on Ryuga's table, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Just then, Sakurai Keikazu pushed Kurama Mion in.

Jinghe's face was flushed with excitement as he carefully parked his wheelchair beside the table.

"Miss Miyin! I'm your biggest fan, my sister goes to your concerts every day..."

"Thank you for your love."

Miyin's voice was like a gentle breeze in spring, soothing Jinghe's excited emotions.

Her fingertips lightly traced the decorations on the armrest of her wheelchair.

The pale purple skirt swayed with her movements, creating a striking contrast with the cold, metallic style of the interior.

Master Azuma impatiently interrupted their conversation.

"Enough, is this the time to talk about idol worship?"

Jinghe then noticed Daoist Wuzhi. He scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"That cow? What are you doing here?"

"It's Kamen Rider Bull!"

The veins on Master Azuma's temples bulged, and the bull horn decorations on his armor trembled with his movements.

"If you call it by the wrong name again next time, I can't guarantee what will happen."

Master Azuma's gaze swept over the electronic screen on the wall.

When he saw Sento's knight name "Namako" and Ryuga's "Evil Dragon", he finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Long Wo's face turned red, and he slammed his fist on the table.

"What a terrible name! Is the system deliberately targeting me?"

"Perhaps the system thinks you're as ferocious as a dragon?"

Sento barely suppressed a laugh.

Chapter 252: The Key to Victory or Defeat

The door to the lounge was slowly pushed open, and Hidetoshi Ukiyo walked in with his signature languid smile.

He casually tossed seven props onto the table, his movements as elegant as if he were tossing pebbles picked up from the roadside.

When he sat down between Sento and Ryuga, a faint scent of cedar seemed to fill the air.

Kiroly's gaze shifted back and forth between Hidetoshi Ukiyo and the props on the table.

His voice, spoken unconsciously, betrayed his surprise.

"The reigning champion only got seven items in the first round?"

This statement was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the lounge.

Master Azuma immediately stood up, the sound of his armor rubbing together grating.

"Hidetoshi Ukiyo! Don't think that just because you're the previous champion you can..."

"Shh-"

Hidetoshi Ukiyo extended his index finger to his lips, but his gaze was fixed on Sento.

"What are your thoughts on this competition, you brilliant physicist?"

Sento unconsciously rubbed the props on the table with his fingertips.

"From a probabilistic point of view, the first round of item collection is just an appetizer."

However, the probability of different item combinations is the key to determining victory or defeat.

His voice was steady and calm, as if he were explaining a sophisticated scientific experiment.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips became meaningful.

"Interesting. It seems this match will be even more exciting than I expected."