Tram didn't want to say any more nonsense to Brooke.

He has one and only one goal! That is to defeat Brook.

On the one hand, this competition is to help Lao Tutou get revenge, and on the other hand, it is to prove his own ability.

But the more Trem wanted to do this, the more impatient he became, and the more disorganized his swordsmanship became.

However, after two or three moves, Brook discovered the flaw of Trem, but he did not rush to knock Trem down. Instead, he slowly dealt with Trem.

Brook wanted to find the best way to defeat him with his sword, to crush the pride and confidence in Trem's heart, and to make Trem admit defeat with conviction.

The best thing would be to never be able to pick up the sword again.

"Tram is too impatient." Jiang Jin stuffed a fried bean into his mouth and squinted his eyes to watch everything on the court, and whispered to the little Lucas next to him.

Lucas pretended to look at it for a moment, then nodded his head in agreement.

But at this moment, little Luca's mind was no longer on the scene. He stared at Jiang Jin's mouth which was eating non-stop, and licked his lips greedily with his little tongue.

As if he thought of something, his eyes rolled and he climbed into Jiang Jin's arms, tilting his head towards Jiang Jin, looking very cute and well-behaved, and then rubbed and hugged her in his arms.

"Jiang Jiang, I want to eat that delicious gem."

The sparkle in Lucas' eyes was more beautiful than gemstones. Jiang Jin deliberately put on a stern face, tapped his nose, and said to him sternly, "But you've already eaten two today. If you eat more, you'll have another very long sleep tonight. What will I do if I can't wake you up then?"

Jiang Jin's words did make Lucas feel a little worried.

He still remembered the dark and boundless scenes in his dreams and his body shuddered suddenly!

But nothing can compare to the feeling of my mouth becoming more and more greedy.

Especially since Jiang Jin was enjoying the fried beans by herself, Lucas also wanted to chew something.

It’s a pity that Lucas grabbed a handful of beans, put them in his mouth, and spit them out after two seconds. It was such a waste of food.

Jiang Jin didn't want him to eat too many magic gems, so she found some magic food she had stored in her warehouse! A delicious roasted chicken leg!

"Ah! Thighs!" Lucas' eyes lit up!

Is there anything that a big chicken drumstick can't solve? If so, then use two.

Little Lucas beside him was already chewing on a big chicken leg. The results of the game on the field had no appeal to him at all.

It's just that two people fighting with this sword is not as delicious as the chicken leg in his hand.

Jiang Jin finally dealt with this annoying little goblin and turned her attention back to the field. The fight between the two was still going on, but it could be seen that Trem's moves were gradually becoming slower and more chaotic.

When Jiang Jin thought that Trem would be defeated by Brook soon, her appetite suddenly decreased a lot, and even the fried beans in her hand didn't seem so fragrant.

At this time, the sky gradually began to become gloomy.

It seemed like it was about to snow. Just as this thought came to Jiang Jin's mind, a piece of crystal clear snow fell from the sky.

Xue Xi slid down the edges of the long swords of the two people on the field.

Brook's attention was drawn to it for a moment.

Climb seized the opportunity at this moment, turned 180 degrees, and attacked from the side of Brook.

He hit Brook's waist hard with his elbow!

This time, Trem used up all his strength. He could even guess that Brook's waist must have been bruised by him. It was this sudden pain that shocked Brook and made him prepare to defend and fight back.

"Wait a minute, Trem doesn't want to confront Brook head-on. Does he want to..." Jiang Jin took a breath. She saw through Trem's intention.

Sure enough, at the moment when Brook fought back.

Trem, who was standing behind and to the side of Brook, hit Brook's elbow hard with the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, the intense pain and the sound of broken bones clearly reached Brook's ears. As the sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound, Trem stepped forward and kicked the sword away.

Brook was unable to fight for it and watched helplessly as the sword was kicked to a place nearly 20 meters away from him.

There was another burst of exclamations from the crowd. No one had expected that the scene of this competition would change again and again.

Brook should have started to get anxious in this situation, but he stood there calmly, not even thinking about retrieving the sword. Instead, he smiled and said to Trem, "Good job, kid."

Tellem frowned.

"You lose." Trem whispered, and no one heard it except Brook himself.

Jiang Jin also guessed what Trem meant based on his mouth shape.

Logically speaking, in this situation, either Brook would admit defeat directly, or Brook would be beaten to the point where he could not stand up, and then the referee would decide the victory of the match.

Trem would not miss this great opportunity for revenge. He rushed forward with his sword in hand, not giving Brook any chance to speak.

"No! Brook won't lose this game so easily. He must have a backup plan." Jiang Jin knew in her heart that Brook was definitely not as honest as he appeared.

Jiang Jin closed her eyes, feeling that things were not that simple. Sure enough, when she opened her eyes again, the scene on the field had changed again. A complete reversal.

Brook actually pulled out an extremely thin and soft sword from his waist!

With a clang, the soft sword fully formed in the air, and in just two or three strokes, Climb's advantage was turned into a disadvantage.

This soft sword is soft and can withstand only soft attacks. If you confront it head-on, it will tightly wrap around your body. Triumphed, he fell into Brook's trap! In just three moves, he was defeated!

"What a pity! If you had another two or three years, maybe you could have reached my level."

Brook sighed, stood in front of Trem, and extended a hand. Trem looked at him coldly and did not accept his kindness.

Who knew that Brooke didn't mind at all, and seemed to be trying to recruit this smart boy, Trem, and even patted Trem's shoulder with his big, broad hand.

He was laughing, but he leaned in to whisper to Trem, "But unfortunately, since you don't want to join me, I can't spare your life!"