Lingli? An Yang's expression became weird.
Seeing An Yang's complexion, Lei felt that Lingli's disappearance had more to do with An Yang.
"Did you drive Lingli away?" Lei glared at An Yang with a solemn face.
An Yang came back to his senses and glanced at Lei casually, "Sorry, you don't seem to be qualified to ask me that."
"Lingli was with you every day before, but now she suddenly disappeared. It must have something to do with you! Give me Lingli!" Lei shouted.
"Hehe, hand it over? Why? Who are you? Don't say Lingli is not around, even if you are around, you can get her again?" An Yang contemptuously said.
Hearing these words, Lei slightly stagnated, and then seemed like a discouraged ball, "I can't get it, but I can look at her and I will be satisfied."
An Yang looked at the bitter lover in front of him helplessly. If he knew it, Lingli had left because she rejected her love. I don't know if he would fight her hard.
"The game begins! Puff!" The referee apparently did not give Lei and An Yang more time to reminisce about the past, but directly sounded the gong.
"I will never release water." Hearing the sound of the gong, Lei's body was slowly lowered, his hands were greatly separated, his chest was almost pressed on his thighs, and his eyes looked at An Yang with sharp edges.
"Oh, that's it." An Yang nodded casually, as if just listening to one thing.
"You can do it, look at the move!" As soon as the voice fell, Lei's body suddenly stiffened, and then violently rushed towards An Yang like an arrow that had been leaving the string. The short dagger in his hand was glowing with silver light, and a fatal one was drawn.的radians.
"Your opponent is not me." An Yang backed up two steps to an absolutely safe position, the card next to him moved slightly, and stood in front of An Yang. An Yang took out the crystal ball and drank from his mouth.
"Summon, card master!"
Generally speaking, heroes can have autonomous consciousness, but the heroes who have been summoned by the summoner will greatly increase their strength in all aspects, so this is why the summoner was once in the Valoran continent for a while.
Since An Yang ejected a card from his arms, after it was submerged in the crystal ball, the entire body of the card master was shining with golden light.
"The goddess of victory is smiling, this one, we will win." The card said softly.
"Yeah, you think too much." Lei is still pursuing reluctantly. Since the person in front of him was summoned by An Yang, then defeating the summoned person can also win the game.
"I think you think too much." The card slightly raised his hand, and a poker card was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger. His five fingers were flying, and the poker card was constantly changing position in his hand.
"Let's go to the stage to conjure!" Lei shouted, his figure already rushed in front of the card, the dagger in his hand pointed directly at the card's arm, and a little further forward, he could pierce the card's arm.
However, Lei didn't have this chance, because he couldn't move his whole body now.
"Have anyone told you that when a magician performs a magic, he must watch it with a sincere heart, and not be as rude as you." The card stood in Lei's ear, whispered, and then slowly Picked him up, walked to the edge of the stage, and threw it down.
Wow!
The audience in the audience went crazy.
If Leona's speed in the first game is so fast that she can get 60% applause by knocking down her opponent without seeing it clearly, then at least 80% of the applause can be obtained in this game.
Imagine, what is more pleasant than pretending to be? Put your opponent on your shoulders, walk to the edge of the stage step by step, and throw it down. This is a process of pretending to be compelling, without any fancy moves, and without any amazing speed, just walk step by step. To throw it down on the side of the stage is a very simple action that everyone can do.
But this is a competition, and they are not stupid. Why would they stand in place and let you lift him up and throw him down on the stage
This is linked to strength.
Therefore, the card was glad to accept the cheers from the audience.
Although not as direct as Leona's first game, it was very violent and pretending to be forceful, and An Yang liked it.
The referee also announced the result of the match after confirming that Lei had fallen off the martial arts stage.
"The second game, An Yang wins!"
As soon as An Yang walked back to the lounge, Timo rushed over and was slapped mercilessly by An Yang.
"Good performance." Rarely, even Leopard Girl gave a good evaluation.
"Hey, low-key." An Yangshun climbed up the pole.
"I'm talking about Drizzt." The Leopard Girl glared at An Yang.
"—" An Yang was thinking about whether to kill Drizzt, always stealing the limelight.
"It's me for the next game!" Master Yi slowly got up at this time, touched the steel sword hanging on his waist, and couldn't help but feel relieved a lot.
"Come on, it is said that the higher the ranking, the better the rewards. The top three seem to be able to enter the exquisite equipment room to choose a piece of equipment." Leopard girl said lightly.
"Exquisite equipment room?" Valoran Continent's equipment is divided into three levels, excellent, exquisite, and magical. In the academy’s store, almost all of them are sophisticated equipment, and the prices of those sophisticated equipment are very high. It can be seen that the popularity of sophisticated equipment and the value of exquisite equipment are even more self-evident.
"Well, like the Wuhui, it is opened once a year, and there are some exquisite equipment hidden in it, but only the top three places are eligible to go in and choose a piece of equipment, and what equipment you can get depends on yourself. Luck." Leopard Girl explained.
"Well, then I'm going to get the first place." An Yang licked his lips, his eyes full of scorching heat.
"Cadet No. 77, Yi, come to the stage to draw lots." At this time, the referee urged on stage.
"I'm here." Master Yi nodded to An Yang and his group, wandering onto the Wutai with the sword on his waist.
Reached into the box, picked up a ball and took it out to take a look, No. 189, Teddamir.
"Cadet No. 189, Taidamir, come to the stage to compete." The referee immediately announced.
"Oh?" An Yang raised his eyebrows, and saw that the barbarian in the lounge not far away was also slowly getting up, carrying a half-person high machete, and slowly wearing a horned helmet, a pair of tiger eyes full of tenacity.
"Although he is not a hero, he has a faint aura of level seven. It seems that in this game, the two of them will fight together." An Yang said lightly.
Manzi lifted his sword onto the stage, Master Yi slowly saluted with his steel sword.
"Is it like this?" Manzi also learned Master Yi's movements, and gave a salute.
Master Yi has never been a person who likes to talk nonsense. After the ceremony, he held up his sword and began to observe the barbarians carefully.
"Both sides prepare separately-the game starts, puff!" The gong sounded and the game began.
Huh!
At the beginning of the game, both sides stepped back and opened their distances, staring at each other vigilantly in their eyes.
After seeing the speed of the first game and the overbearing of the second game, it is rare to see the taste of this third game that is evenly matched, and the cheers from the audience suddenly shouted.
"come on! Come on!"
Master Yi and the barbarian appeared very calm amidst the shouts. The two people stared at each other and then began to slowly circle around the Wutai.
"Boss, what are they doing, do they turn more circles than anyone else?" Timo asked puzzledly while sitting on the stool with a bucket of popcorn.
"The master has a trick. One trick is enough to tell the winner. They are catching the moment when the other party reveals the flaw." An Yang casually grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth. During the period, he touched a pair of small hands and felt it. It doesn't seem to be Timo's.
An Yang suddenly raised her head, and saw the Leopard Girl glaring at him. She was immediately embarrassed, and hurriedly sneered, "Hehe, what? You got it wrong."
On stage, the game continued.
Master Yi and Barbarian are still going around, but both sides are not slack in the slightest.
Beep!
At this time, there was a bird cry in the sky, and the barbarian was swaying, and the wind was blowing under Master Yi's feet, and he sprinted towards the barbarian with his sword.
"You can't be distracted at any time." Master Yi lifted his sword and came to the barbarian in a flash, cut out with a sword, and said indifferently in his mouth.
Huh!
Barbarian hurriedly withdrew his knife to resist it, but based on his strength, Barbarian's strength seemed to be stronger than Master Yi's. Originally, Master Yi lifted the sword to slash him, but after being resisted by him, he countered Master Yi.
Seeing that he couldn't fight his strength, Master Yi didn't do much useless work. He immediately retreated a distance from the barbarian, quickly threw the hilt in his hand, and muttered a spell in his mouth.
Huh!
Master Yi separated another shadow, which was the same as his own height and short movements.
"Promise Swords·Afterimage assault!" Master Yi turned into a green light, and the speed was so fast that he dazzled people. When he saw the figure of Master Yi again, he appeared in front of the barbarian again.
"Can you still block this offensive?" As Master Yi spoke, two steel swords cut through the air at the same time.
Huh! Barbarian raised the knife again, two steel swords fell on his blade, but did not break a gap, I have to say that his knife is indeed a good one.
"If you just want to fight with me, then this will kill you." The barbarian smiled suddenly, tore off his clothes, visible to the naked eye, and his muscles began to swell.
"My name is the king of the barbarian! Ah-drink!" Manzi shouted, pushing hard with both hands.
Master Yi, who caught the attack at a very fast speed, was pushed back by the brute force of the barbarian, rubbing a shallow trace on the ground, and then stopped.
"Isn't it the strength to cultivate?" Master Yi organized the balance of breathing, slowly retracting the afterimage, and the hilt of the sword suddenly glowed. "I always don't like taking advantage of others. If you talk about fighting skills with you, you are naturally inferior to me." Master Yi is very arrogant, but this is not the case. Master Yi has been pursuing the Promise Kendo all his life, and he is also very indifferent to fame and fortune. Using means to yin others, in his eyes, defeating the opponent upright is the kingly way.
"So, if you can take my sword next, it counts as I lost." Master Yi bit his finger and splashed blood. He pressed his finger on the hilt, and the hilt seemed to suck blood. , Instantly absorbed the blood of Master Yi flowing outside, and the entire sword body also burst out with a buzzing sound.
The green light is getting more and more prosperous, and the color is close to the dark ink.
"The Promise Sword Dao·One Sword Jue Chen!"