Magical girl? She got tricked into this!

As if she noticed An Teng Meizi's gaze, the old woman also looked at her. She didn't say anything but nodded slightly to her.

It was just a blink of an eye, and when she opened her eyes again, she could no longer see the old woman. Even the detection magic could not detect her presence.

"China is worthy of its reputation. According to its population base, it deserves the reputation of having so many strong people appearing frequently." Meiko Andeng couldn't help but sigh, and turned to look at Rin Sawamura, putting aside all distractions.

Faced with the thunder tribulation that was like a natural disaster, Sawamura Rin did not choose to transform. She took a deep breath, tightly grasped the handle of the one-handed sword with both hands, and the two gauntlets, soft armor, and sword, and the magic power began to circulate in an instant.

The creator of this epic suit did not give it a name. The simplest explanation of the suit's effect is that it compresses and amplifies, thus bursting out extremely powerful magic in an instant.

Because it has some similarities with nuclear fusion, after understanding its characteristics, Rin Sawamura named this set "Fusion", which can be said to be easy to understand.

Of the two gauntlets, the left one is engraved with a wall of fire, and because the right one needs to hold a sword at all times, the magic engraved on it is similar to that of Anten Meiko's Flame Sun Set, which is the same type of fire additional magic. Although it is one level weaker, its greatest feature is the ability to transfer additional attributes to any weapon.

She predicted the direction of the lightning attack in advance, gathered her strength, raised her sword, stepped forward, and slashed. Her movements were smooth and effortless, and she hit the lightning that struck almost at the same time.

With the amplification of fusion magic, the magic power gathered in this sword is enough to fight against the super-class magical girl.

The rumbling sound brought by the thunder and lightning almost spread throughout the entire No. 3 venue, and everyone was shocked by the scene of the girl splitting the thunder and lightning with a sword.

"What? The lightning of the Sky Blue Thunder Art was blocked so easily?"

"That was lightning comparable to a calamity, yet it was split apart so easily? Are you kidding me?"

There was a continuous stream of discussion, but compared to those who were still able to make sounds, most were so shocked that they were completely speechless, and the girl's back and appearance were firmly remembered in their minds.

Almost all those who were able to sign up for the competition were super-powerful warriors. Even they felt that the spell of Tianqing Lei Jue was very tricky. If they were faced with a lightning strike of this magnitude, they would not even have time to dodge, let alone face it head-on.

"Only one attack?" Sawamura Rin looked at his shaking hands, and the anger he had been holding back finally relaxed. "Fortunately, I blocked it, but the magical weapons in that world are too advanced. They actually allowed me to cross the realm and face a super-level attack head-on without transforming."

Of course, this is also thanks to the fact that in order for this sword to be able to bear the explosive power of fusion magic, the magic engraved on the sword is to increase toughness, durability, self-repair and many other magics that can increase strength.

Although the level of each magic was not high, the advantage was that there were many types, and they all had the same property of strengthening the sword. This meant that they could be superimposed on each other, making this sword as powerful as a legendary magic weapon.

"I... I give up..." Luo Ming finally shook his head helplessly after witnessing this scene. The ninja raised his hands with a headache and chose to admit defeat. "You are very strong, you should be able to go further than me."

"The fourth match in field three, the winner is team number sixty-six!"

After the referee announced the victory, Sawamura Rin clasped his fists to Luo Ming and left the third court with Anten Meiko who happened to be walking over.

Volume 8: The Invasion of Evil: Chapter 41: Tombstone

Looking at the two people's backs as they walked away, Luo Ming and Luo Juan suddenly seemed to think of something. The brother and sister turned their heads to look at each other and nodded at the same time as if to confirm.

Luo Juan muttered softly, "It's that person, Feng Ling'er, the genius of the Feng Clan who left the sect ten years ago."

"Yes, it must be her. She came back to participate in the Five Veins Sword Meeting this time, probably for her mother."

"It's said that her mother was once framed, but no evidence has ever been found. The venue for this Five Veins Sword Contest will be chosen at that former battlefield. I think this must be her purpose."

Luo Ming spread his hands and said, "Anyway, we lost. What she does has nothing to do with us."

"That's true, but we didn't hold out much hope to begin with. Let's try again in a few years."

The brother and sister sighed again, glanced at the two girls who had disappeared in the crowd, turned around and left the No. 3 venue to continue the next game.

The first day of competition was over. Meiko Ando and Rin Sawamura did not choose to stay in Xifeng Xuanzong. Instead, they were taken into the fragment world. They borrowed a place from the tree spirit clan to rest for one night and returned to the outskirts of the sect early the next morning.

It was a small hill carved by nature, like an emerald, quietly embedded between heaven and earth. The hillside was covered with green grass and blooming flowers. Crystal dewdrops remained on the petals of the grass tips, like an embroidered velvet carpet, sparkling in the sunlight.

At the end of the hillside, there are several old trees with lush branches and leaves, casting a cool shade and providing a place for passers-by to rest.

Standing at the foot of this small hill, looking at the clean, tidy, beautiful and tranquil scenery, all the worries seem to be swept away by the fresh air and beautiful scenery, leaving only peace and comfort in my heart.

However, this is not an ordinary hillside, but a cemetery. Because it has been taken care of for a long time, this place is very clean. Even the cemetery where no one comes to worship is not contaminated by dust.

When she came here, Sawamura Rin's eyes became much clearer, and even her back straightened a lot. Ando Meiko saw all this and had some guesses in her mind.

When the girl stopped in front of one of the graves, Meiko Anten also stopped with respect and turned to look at the tombstone in front of the grave.

There are a few bright big characters engraved on the tombstone: Tomb of beloved wife Fengya, written by husband Zhang Ping.

Japanese kanji are the same as Chinese characters. Although Meiko Ando didn't know what the Chinese characters meant, there were not many inscriptions on the tombstone. It was basically enough for her to understand the words "wife" and "husband".

Sawamura Rin placed the bouquet of flowers she had brought back from the fragmented world in front of the grave, looked at the words engraved on the tombstone and said softly, "Mom, Ling'er is here to see you."

An Teng Meizi tapped her armband lightly, took out the basket prepared by Sawamura Rin from the storage space, stood in front of the tombstone and bowed slightly: "Auntie, I am here to see you with your daughter."

The girl grabbed the basket, opened the cloth cover, and took out the things she needed and placed them in front of her.

Although the tombstone was very tidy and clean, she still gently, carefully and meticulously swept the dust off it, and cleaned up the leaves that had just fallen and had not even had time to dry.

After cleaning, the cups were placed in front of the grave, filled with wine and tea, and a few incense sticks were lit. This ceremony was not much different from that in Japan. Meiko Anten understood the process just by taking a look.

Apart from the initial greeting, Sawamura Rin didn't say another word. He just silently poured wine into the cup, and then poured the wine in front of the grave, repeating this action over and over again.

When the bottle of wine was about to run out, Anten Meiko gently patted Sawamura Rin's shoulder and said, "Rin, let me toast Auntie too."

"Yeah." The girl nodded slightly and handed over the bottle of wine in her hand.

After taking the bottle, An Teng Meizi imitated Sawamura Rin's operation and poured the wine from the glass into the grave. Her expression was serious, and she kept muttering: "Auntie, thank you for your guidance since it's our first meeting. Although I poured it, I still ask you to drink more. Don't be polite."

What Anten Meiko was mumbling about made Sawamura Rin cover his mouth and chuckle to prevent any sound.

"What's wrong? Is what I said so funny? I just don't know what I should say to my aunt." After putting down the empty bottle, Meiko Anten spread her hands helplessly.

"It's okay. In my memory, my mother was a very friendly and carefree person. If she were still alive, she wouldn't take your words seriously. Instead, she would happily take your wine and drink it."

The girl's mood improved a little because of her unintentional action, which made An Teng Meizi relax a lot: "Auntie, do you like drinking?"

"Well, it's not just a simple love, it's even to the point of being addicted to alcohol. It's also thanks to the magical girl's body being immune to alcohol. Otherwise, if a normal person drank alcohol like water, they would be doomed in a few days."

"After all, a magical girl's life is long, so having a hobby is actually quite nice."

"That's right."

As the two of them were talking, Meiko Anten suddenly felt that there was an aura locking onto her, and there was no intention of hiding it at all.

Following the direction of the breath, the old woman seen near site No. 3 was standing quietly behind an old tree.

The old woman smiled kindly and waved at her gently.

"Well, Rin, the rest of the time will be left to you and Auntie."

"Hmm? Where are you going then?"

"I'm just going to walk around a bit and be back soon."

"it is good."

After saying a brief goodbye to the girl, she stood up, brushed the dust off her skirt, and turned to walk towards the ancient tree.

As a gust of wind blew, a rustling sound of leaves swaying and colliding could be heard from the lush treetops. The old woman's figure appeared and disappeared among the shadows of the trees, as if she had merged with nature.

An Teng Meizi stared at the figure and called softly, "Old man, are you waiting for me here?"

The old woman half-opened her eyes and squinted slightly. She looked lazy, but her eyes were clear as if they could see through people's hearts. She slowly took a few steps forward, and each step seemed to be stepping on the wrinkles of time, carrying the vicissitudes and tranquility of the years.

"Yes, child, I called you here." Although the old man's voice was old, it was very gentle, giving people the feeling of lying on the warm grass and being caressed by the breeze.

She was slightly startled, then responded, "Old man, may I ask who you are? What do you want from me?"

Volume 8: The Invasion of Evil: Chapter 42: The Deepest Shadow

"Just treat me as a passerby, just like you." The old man did not directly respond to An Teng Meizi's words, but a deep light flashed in his eyes. "You are a kind child, willing to accompany your friends to face the pain of the past."

"Do you know Rin... Ling'er's mother?"

The old man nodded, his eyes passing over the figure of Anten Meiko and landing on the somewhat thin back of Sawamura Rin: "I know more than you think."

At this moment, a breeze blew by, bringing with it a sweet and fruity aroma. The old man's figure swayed slowly in the wind like a candle, as if it could be blown out and disappear at any time.

An Teng Meizi's heart tightened. She realized that this might be a rare opportunity for a conversation. She said anxiously, "Please tell me, what do you know about Ling'er's mother's death..."

"Some things..." The old man interrupted her doubts and turned his gaze back to her. His kind smile was tinged with mystery. "You need to discover them yourself. Return to that battlefield. The truth is often hidden in the deepest shadows."

"Deepest Shadow... Old woman, who are you?"

Meiko Anten wanted to continue asking, but the old woman had already turned around and blended into the shadows of the trees. Her figure gradually became blurred and finally disappeared among the sunlight-dappled shadows of the trees, leaving only an answer that made her feel dazed.

"My name is Feng Shiyu, my friend, we'll meet again someday."

She was unable to resolve the doubts in her heart from this ambiguous contact. The only thing she got was the name of the kind old woman.

It seemed that she had no ill intentions, so Meiko Anten took what she said very seriously, such as the sentence "return to that battlefield."

What does this mean? Returning to what battlefield? Did the passage say the same battlefield where Rin's mother died?

But whether it is true or not, it has been so many years. Even if there is any evidence or something else left, it should be lost in the long river of time.

She stood there thinking, her heart filled with complicated emotions. She didn't know what the old woman's words meant, but she knew that this conversation might just reveal the tip of the iceberg of something unknown.

If one wants to truly find out the truth of the matter, he can only go through the current elimination match, represent Xifeng Xuanzong to fight, and enter the final venue of the Five Veins Sword Competition.

Turning back to the tombstone, Sawamura Rin was still standing there quietly. Anten Meiko patted her shoulder gently and said, "Rin, we should go."

Rin Sawamura nodded, and a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes as he looked at Meiko Anten who was helping to clean up.

"Auntie, your daughter is living well here, and she has the ability and strength to return here to clear your name. I will do my best to take care of her, so please rest assured and leave her to me."

Although the mouth shapes were already formed when saying this, no sound actually came out. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was what was in the heart.

Leaving this peaceful hillside, An Teng Meizi was still silently reciting the old woman's words before she left. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "It seems that the road ahead is still very long."

"Ah."

"But don't worry, I'm willing to accompany you all the way."

"Um...thank you..." Sawamura Rin lowered her head and opened her eyes wide. Her whole pretty face was covered with a cute blush. The sounds she made were like silver needles falling to the ground. Even if you listened carefully, they were almost inaudible.

After careful consideration, even after returning to Xifeng Xuanzong, Anten Meiko still chose not to tell Sawamura Rin about the appearance of the old woman.

Although the old woman didn't ask her to hide anything, for some reason, she had a feeling that now was not the time to tell the whole matter.

After the first day of fierce elimination rounds, there were fewer teams standing on the field, but the spectator seats were already occupied by quite a few people.

Luo Juan and Luo Ming, two siblings of the Luo family, were among them, and sitting next to them was an old man with a white beard who looked like an immortal.

"Are you telling the truth? Has the genius of the Wind Clan really returned?" The old man stroked his beard and glanced at venue number three doubtfully.

"Grandpa, it's true. Although I haven't met her many times, she's probably the only one in the entire Wind Clan with that name." Luo Ming smiled and pointed to the number three venue and continued, "They advanced all the way here yesterday, and they will definitely show up today. You'll know when you see them."

The old man's name is Luo Wanjin. He is the great-grandfather of the Luo brothers and sisters. He has a high status in the Luo family. He is very clear about Feng Ya's conviction and Zhang Yun's departure from the sect with Feng Ling'er, but he is one of the few people who are skeptical about this matter.

Since the people of the Wind Clan were labeled as deserters, the various clans united under the influence of the Ximen Clan to suppress the Wind Clan. This happened so quickly and smoothly that before anyone else could react, the Wind Clan fell into a stage of decline.

When Meiko Anten and the others returned to venue No. 3, the next round of eliminations had already entered the preparation stage. The original plan was to have 30 teams in each venue. So far, a total of 150 teams have registered, with a total of 300 people.

An Teng Meizi suddenly realized this problem. That is to say, in Xifeng Xuanzong alone, there are already so many people who have reached advanced or even super levels before the age of thirty. Not only that, there are also four other sects and independent cultivator forces.

If every force can provide so many people, it means that this country has thousands of young people who have advanced to the super level. This kind of "paper strength" alone has completely crushed Japan's current overall strength.

Fortunately, comprehending the laws is an extremely difficult thing, otherwise Meiko Anten would have no doubt that more than half of the world's ten most powerful magical girls must be from China.

The thought of being able to fight with so many powerful people activated the dragon genes in An Teng Yazi's body, and for a moment, she even felt a surge of fighting spirit.

The first day of eliminations also eliminated two-thirds of the teams, and the remaining fifty teams will now compete in the final elimination round in the largest venue.

In the end, only five teams can qualify and represent Xifeng Xuanzong to go somewhere to participate in the real Five Veins Sword Competition. With a promotion rate of 3%, this selection competition is really cruel and outrageous.

Volume 8: The Invasion of Evil: Chapter 43: Strategy

After a long wait, their team's number was not drawn, and Anten Meiko took this opportunity to carefully observe the teams on the field, including their strength and fighting style.

In order to observe more carefully, she even used the fishing radar. Every move and every detail in the entire venue could not escape Anten Meiko's observation.

Thanks to the Body of Destiny's sensitivity to combat, just by seeing this person's appearance, Meiko Anten was able to feed back most of the details of the battle she had just observed into her mind.

Throughout the morning, An Teng Meizi had looked at all the victorious teams. Two of the teams were particularly strong, and the four people there were all super-level people who had already comprehended the laws.

One of the teams was Ximen Xuehe, who had a dispute with their side. Even though their opponents were also super-class, they were no match for them.

After easily and effortlessly dealing with their opponents, the composure on their faces did not change at all. Before leaving the venue, Ximen Xuehe's companion, the bad-tempered girl, noticed her gaze.

When he turned to look at her, he made a thumbs-down gesture to her, but Meiko Anten chose to ignore it.

Having experienced so much, she doesn't care what others think of her. When facing those who value strength and think that only the bigger the fist, the more powerful they are. Showing her strength is the best counterattack.

During this period, Anten Meiko and the other also participated in the elimination match. The situation was similar to that of the Luo brothers and sisters. Anten Meiko took the lead and killed one in seconds, leaving the remaining one for Sawamura Rin to practice alone.

This was something the two had discussed before coming here, because Sawamura Rin felt that she seemed to have reached a bottleneck in her class. She needed to fight more to break through the bottleneck and break through the shackles to reach a higher level.

It is still very difficult for Sawamura Rin to fight against a super class in an advanced class, even if it is just an ordinary super class, but with the equipment brought back from the other world, he can barely offset this part of the gap.