"Haha, little bastard, didn't you think I would make this move? Don't even think about playing in the next game!" At this moment, Yulong who was outside the field showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and said secretly.
"Big Brother Ling Feng!"
When Murong Yuan'er looked at it, he gave a cry of surprise, and immediately rushed over from the field... At this time, the audience was full of noise. Some people showed wonderful smiles, while others showed worried expressions.
Han Yingying saw Murong Yuan'er rushing over, her heart was also anxious, and her feet leaped gently, spreading a lotus microstep, and flew over, letting Xiaolan shout from behind, "Miss, miss! Go ahead and do it." what?!"
Han Yingying and Murong Yuan'er both arrived at the same time, and the two women couldn't help but glance at each other, and a trace of doubt flashed through the two pairs of beautiful eyes.
"Brother Ling Feng... How are you? Does it hurt?" Murong Yuan'er asked with sobs as she squatted beside Ling Feng with clear tears in her eyes.
"My son, how are you?" Han Yingying saw the blood dripping from the tip of the knife on Ling Feng's chest, and asked with frowning her eyebrows. At this moment, Ling Feng struggled to sit up, "My son, you are extremely injured. Don't move! I'll help you sit up." Han Yingying was anxious for a while and couldn't care about her noble status, and the difference between men and women in the world, so she pushed Ling Feng up and sat cross-legged. Suddenly, everyone present was shocked and couldn't help but cast stunned eyes.
"Damn, this bastard Yanfu is so thick? Even the noble Young Pavilion Master went to help him..." Yu Xuan watched Qinni's actions on the court, his fists clenched tighter, and he kept sending out "cuckles." "The sound of bones.
Murong Yuan'er also looked at Han Yingying's behavior with a little surprise at this time. A faint trace of ashamed appeared on her pretty face. She could only cry, and she didn't know how to help Lingfeng brother. Thinking about it, she went too. Qiang held on the other side of Ling Feng.
"Damn! What kind of treatment is this?"
"Wow, it's too much... It's hopeful that the first school flower in the school can go to help... But the legendary young pavilion master who never looks close to men and looks at men like grassroots is also a man... What kind of magic does this kid have?"
At this time, everyone in the audience became a sensation, and all the young girls were surprised to look at the incredible and astonishing moves in the field, and they started talking.
"Uh~Thank you for the concern of the two little beauties, don't worry too much, I'm fine."
Ling Feng couldn't help but look up. One is a familiar and beautiful face, Murong Yuan'er, and the other is a strange and charming face. Seeing that the strange woman who is supporting him has the same extraordinary temperament, he can't help feeling that he is The peach blossom luck is pretty good, so he said sourly.
"My son, how can it be okay? This sword has been passed through, and you are still in the mood to laugh." Han Yingying couldn't help frowning her willow eyebrows, blinking a pair of autumn water-like eyes, and said a little reproachfully.
At this time, Elder Gu walked over, arched his hand to Han Yingying, and said: "Young Pavilion Master, don't worry too much, I will take him to heal immediately." Han Yingying nodded slightly, and joined Murong Yuan'er. He stood up and retreated.
"Young Pavilion Master, your behavior just now was a bit overwhelming. How can you help an unknown young man regardless of your status?" Han Yingying returned to her seat, and the fourth elder whispered to her.
"People are also in a hurry! Life is at stake..." When Han Yingying left the arena, she realized that her behavior was a bit overdone. At this time, she was questioned by the four elders, and she didn't know how to answer for a while, she was red. Face.
"This Nizi... Hey!" Seeing Han Yingying, who had always been bold as the sky, the Fourth Elder showed a rare panic and embarrassment at this moment, and shook his head helplessly, already clear in his heart.
Muronghu, who was off the court, looked at his daughter with a worried look around him, and said in his heart: "Yuan'er, dad has offended a person who shouldn’t offend and ruined your happiness with his own hands. I hope he’s right. You are nostalgic, otherwise your father and I will really want to see your mother..."
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"There was a little accident in this game, and then in the next game, Yu Xuan vs. Long Hua!" After a while, the instructor's voice rang again.
"Haha, Long Hua is just Xuan'er's attendant, and now the biggest enemy is Murong Yuan'er..." Yu Long smiled gloomily on one side, watching the game on the court with his small eyes.
Soon this round of competition was over, and it was time to draw the roster again.
"Uncle Dean, how is Ling Feng's injury? Can I still participate?" Han Yingying watched the drawing of only three people, although she knew that if an ordinary person was pierced by a sword, it would take at least one month to survive. He recovered, but he couldn't help but asked.
"Hey, you saw the sword just now. I asked Elder Gu to take him to heal his injuries. If he can come to the game before the end of the game, it will not be considered abstention." The dean sighed.
The list of decisive battles came out very quickly. In the first game, Murong Yuaner played against Yifeng, and the second game was Ling Feng against Yuxuan.