"Today is the last match! Ling Feng vs. Murong Yuan'er! The winner will get the first volume of the high-ranking elementary skill wild lion dading!" At this time, the instructor declared war, standing on the high platform and loudly reported it.
The light in the afternoon turned yellow, hitting the arena in the entire backyard, and it seemed a little bit of nostalgia as the setting sun went down. Yes, after this battle, Ling Feng is about to leave this small town where he has lived for fifteen years, to roam on the mainland, find his relatives, and complete his mission.
"Boom!"
The sound of the war bell reverberated in the arena, and on the arena, a man and a woman stood equally.
"Yuan'er, dad was wrong. Daddy shouldn't be so snobbish. He ruined your future with one hand..." Muronghu looked at the two rivals on the court, his fingers trembling slightly behind the teacup, a pair of arrogant tiger eyes A touch of helplessness and regret flashed in it.
"Yuan'er! Thank you for your care over the past four years... I once imagined that I can live with you, practice together, forever... But life is like a dream, and the dream is over when you wake up." Ling Feng watched The lovely young girl in front of her lowered her eyes and spoke calmly.
"I~ I know, you are going to kill my dad to avenge your mother..." Murong Yuan'er said, tears streaming out.
"Yes, I have to avenge my mother, unless...unless you kill me by yourself..." Ling Feng raised his lowered eyes and looked at Murong Yuan'er's tearful eyes. The pain in his heart made me unable to tell and rolled away. Rolled his throat, gritted his teeth stubbornly, and said calmly.
"No, I won't kill you, nor can I kill you, Brother Ling Feng... Please let me call you Brother Ling Feng again... Or there will be no chance..." Murong Yuan'er shook his head slowly, and then said Looking at Ling Feng with tears, he thought to himself, "If I die, can I stop his revenge..."
"Yuan'er, it's none of your business. What you do will not help! You have to understand! What I lost is my mother! My only family, my only family..." Ling Feng's eyes suddenly became angry. He looked at Murong Hu outside the court, as if it was not Murong Yuan'er but him.
"Big Brother Ling Feng..." Murong Yuan'er knew at this moment that no matter how he did, he couldn't regain the hatred of the other party, just like he would rather die than let the other party kill his father.
"Let us use this battle to turn all the memories between us into nothingness!!" Ling Feng said, the phantom thorn in his hand was already flooded with golden vitality.
Murong Yuan's willow eyebrows frowned, and the vitality in his body was quickly poured into the long sword in Yu's hand, causing a faint vitality to radiate from the long sword...
"Come on! From now on, we have nothing to do with each other! You should destroy me who will be your father and enemy!" Ling Feng roared angrily!
Murong Yuaner's closed eyes slowly opened, as if he had made a major decision at this moment. Looking at Ling Feng, he gave a sorrowful drink, and shot away at Ling Fengfeng with his feet.
"One move will determine the outcome! Fengming sword gang!!" Murong Yuan'er flew into the air, yelled, the long sword in his hand flicked and made countless sword sounds, and there was a path hidden in the breeze. Tiny Jian Gang.
"Teacher-level lower elementary skills?! Double dragon style!" Ling Feng looked up and drank the phantom thorn in his hand into a fierce phantom dragon and charged up.
"Brother Ling Feng... Farewell... I can't kill you, but I don't want to see you kill my dearest person..." Murong Yuaner's eyes flashed with tears, just in Ling Feng's fantasy When the thorn was about to reach the opponent's Jian Gang, Murong Yuan'er suddenly retracted Jian Gang and closed her eyes with tears.
"Yuan'er, what are you doing!?" Ling Feng was shocked when he saw it, and immediately withdrew the phantom thorn, but it was too late. The ferocious aura suddenly pierced Murong Yuan'er's body...
"Yuan'er! Why are you so stupid! Why!" Ling Feng immediately flew into the air and hugged Murong Yuan'er in his arms, shouting in panic.
"Brother Ling Feng... I am not important to you anymore..." Murong Yuan's pale face tremblingly showed a touch of self-deprecating, and said lightly in his heart. At this moment, Murong Hu from outside the field also rushed over, kneeling down beside Murong Yuan'er, and stretched out a pair of big trembling hands holding Murong Yuan'er's small hand...
"Little rich woman! Little rich woman, where's your medicine? Bring it to me, hurry!" Ling Feng handed Murong Yuan'er to Murong Hu, and rushed to Han Yingying. Han Yingying didn't respond for a while, just Seeing Ling Feng anxious, he kept asking himself.
"Here you are, don't yell at my lady, okay!" Han Yingying responded and looked at Xiaolan. Xiaolan quickly walked over and handed out the small white jade bottle. Ling Feng took it, glanced at Han Yingying, said thank you, and then rushed to the arena.
"Yuan'er! Don't faint, hold on, hold on, the visceral fluid will soon repair your internal organ injuries!" Ling Feng called Murong Yuan'er, who was about to faint, and quickly put the medicine on. Half of the bleeding wound fell, and then the other half was poured into her little mouth.
I saw that the blood on the wound stopped quickly, and then the external wound was repaired quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the other half of the liquid medicine that was swallowed began to take effect in his body, entering the damaged internal organs. Quick repair, this miraculous effect must be produced before the person has fainted. If Murong Yuan'er fainted at this time, the medicine would lose its effectiveness. Although Ling Feng doesn't understand pharmaceuticals, he still knows how to use medicines!
"Yuaner! Don't think too much! Everything will be fine! You are fine, I will go to practice with you and go shopping together! Go buy your favorite candy gourd!" Ling Feng wanted to stop Murong Yuan Er fainted and kept talking about the longing for the future.