Zhan Zhan looked at Han Feixie's figure in mid-air, and felt that time seemed to freeze at this moment, and every second passed extremely slowly, every movement of Han Feixie in his sight was caught Zooming in and zooming in, even Nan Yao's movements became clear.
Han Fei fell down with his head down and his feet up, and flicked his fingers against the air shield three times. The moment he landed, the air shield shattered from the middle to all sides like being thrown into a lake with huge rocks.
Nan Yao's face changed, and when he landed, his fist had already been swung out.
This set of boxing is one of his secret weapons, and he has not used it in the Sword Intent Conference yet, but he did not expect to be forced to use it in less than half a minute this time.
After Han Feixie landed, he rolled his body backwards. It seemed natural and smooth, but in fact, it matched Nan Yao's boxing technique, and he dodged leisurely.
At the level of Sword Master and Sword Lord, the speed of movement is already unbelievably fast in the eyes of most people. Only the teachers of the major colleges and a few players can see every move clearly.
Zhan Zhan was speechless while watching. Although his level is still higher than Nanyao's, he is the peak sword master, and Nan Yao is only a middle-level sword master, but the two really match, and he has no certainty of winning.
It wasn't that he was timid, but that the precision and speed of Nan Yao's attack completely made up for his lack of cultivation. Even if Han Feixie was the sword lord, he was still at a disadvantage in the initial confrontation.
"Don't worry, Nan Yao's cultivation base is insufficient, and a long battle is not good. As long as the battle remains undefeated, the balance will tilt." Wu Xiangzhi suddenly appeared beside him.
Zhan Zhan pressed his chest and said, "Instructor, can you say hello when you show up?"
The corner of Wu Xiangzhi's mouth twitched, "Why don't you let me know one month in advance that I will appear next to you in this way at this time and place today?"
Zhan Zhan said: "Forget it."
Wu Xiangzhi gave him a knowing look.
Zhan Zhan muttered to himself: "In case you miss the appointment, I will always be worried that someone will show up quietly." This is even more terrifying.
Wu Xiangzhi: "..."
The sound of cheering from Taikoo Academy was extremely loud.
Although Han Feixie is not well-known in Diguang College, the college's elbows are all turned in, not to mention that this year is on the ground of Diguang College, as the host, how can it lose to other colleges in terms of popularity
The onlookers of Diguang students spontaneously cheered.
Seeing that the two were evenly matched and fighting inextricably, the cheers from all around became louder and more vigorous.
Who is Nan Yao, the uncrowned king of the four major academies, the glory of Taikoo Academy, and the disgrace of the other three academies. The players from his own academy can survive Nan Yao's attack for such a long time without being defeated. This is the light of hope for Emperor Guang!
The Diguang students who originally cheered for the sake of cheering gradually became excited, and in the end they were shouting with their lives.
Zhan Zhan was also infected, and shouted hoarsely: "Zhanzheng, Zhanzheng, invincible."
"Fighting, fighting, invincible!"
He yelled for a while, only to realize that he had become the cheerleader of Diguang College, and the other students waited for him to finish yelling in a tacit understanding before yelling again.
Zhan Zhan: "..."
As soon as he stopped, the other students also stopped and looked at him with puzzled and puzzled eyes, as if saying, man, why are you staring blankly, go on.
Diguang has a slogan, and Taikoo is not to be outdone. Soon their slogan also came out, "Prime Ancient Nanyao, the face of the academy! The emperor's light is in battle, and the difference is far away!"
As soon as they finished reading, they saw Han Feixie and Nan Yao bump into each other very quickly, and then separated very quickly.
Han Feixie took two steps back and stood firm, while Nan Yao directly withdrew from the arena.
…
The sound of cheering and shouting was exhausted.
The audience was silent.
Han Feixie stared at Nan Yao expressionlessly.
"I lost." Nan Yao announced the result of the match before the referee announced, and then turned and walked into the crowd without waiting for others to react.
lost
Nan Yao actually lost
Nan Yao, who has dominated the Sword Intent Conference for many years by himself, lost
After the eerie silence, the audience burst into loud cheers.
The students of Teiko College burst into tears, and their excitement was comparable to hearing the news that "the ten-year holiday will be free of exams".
Zhan Zhan rushed to Han Feixie's side, hugged him hard, and kept patting and patting his back with both hands, "I knew that big brother would be domineering! He was so handsome just now, so handsome!" Terrible! The last shot is simply a necessary scene for all masters to fight!"
Han Feixie said: "I think he didn't try his best."
Zhan Zhan froze for a moment, flattered him in a more excited tone, "Nan Yao must have been so frightened by you that he couldn't even use his strength."
Han Feixie wanted to say something more, but seeing Zhan Zhan's excited expression, he swallowed again.
Wu Xiangzhi walked over with a face full of excitement, "Win beautiful!"
Han Feixie nodded slightly.
Wu Xiangzhi said: "I know that your opponent the day after tomorrow is Kong Yanzi, and her weakness is..." She introduced blah blah blah. Han Feixie's victory over Nanyao gave Diguang Academy the hope of winning the championship, and they couldn't help giving them high hopes.
Zhan Zhan listened to Kong Yanzi, but he was thinking of Long Qi. As the No.1 of Shengguang Academy, Long Qi will not be so weak even if he is weak. It depends on whether he can perform well tomorrow. Recalling the battle between Han Feixie and Nan Yao, his confidence was shaken again.
Wu Xiangzhi obviously remembered this too, and after talking about Kong Yanzi, she started talking about Long Qi to him. Long Qi also played a match today, and Wu Xiangzhi passed on all the observations he had made.
After listening, Zhan Zhan summed up a sentence——
Long Qi is a super blood cow who doesn't eat oil and salt.
After Han Feixie defeated Nan Yao, he became the No. 1 dark horse in the four colleges, and his net worth rose with each passing day. When I went to the college the next day, I was surrounded by a large group of people, and love letters poured in.
Han Feixie didn't pick it up, so the others stuffed Zhan Zhan nearby. Anyway, the scene was so chaotic, no one could care about anyone else.
Zhan Zhan has a thin skin, he is too embarrassed to embarrass girls in public, and in the end he becomes a book boy—a container for releasing love letters.
After finally breaking through the siege, he found a secluded corner and handed the love letter to Han Feixie, "Don't you want to read it?"
Han Feixie frowned and said, "What's there to see?"
"Maybe there are beautiful women." Zhan Zhan muttered, sorting out the letters one by one, and then saw that one of them was written with Zhan Zhan's close letter, "Huh?" He pulled it out and opened it in surprise.
Han Feixie glanced over from the corner of his eye.
Zhan Zhan blushed more and more.
The more Han Feixie swept his face, the darker it became.
After reading the letter, Zhan Zhan said in a low voice, "Someone wrote me a love letter."
Han Feixie said calmly, "The rest are for me."
Zhan Zhan: "..." It's wrong to be jealous of brothers. He stomped to death the little jealousy that had just arisen, and said with a distressed face: "Say, do I want to go to the appointment?"
Han Feixie said, "Follow you."
Zhan Zhan read the letter over and over again.
Han Feixie looked at the corner of his mouth, feeling that it was extremely dazzling, and something was stirring in his heart. He knew that it was his own possessiveness that caused the trouble, but it was not easy to say this emotion openly. A man becomes possessive of another man... What's the matter if it's not father and son.
He forced himself to look away from Zhan Zhan's face.
Zhan Zhan saw that Han Feixie was not interested, so he was embarrassed to say it again, for fear of acting too much, like a wretched old virgin who had never touched a woman in his life-although half of it was true, he didn't want others to know. Speaking of it, it's really annoying to compare people to people. Han Feixie clearly has an ordinary face, so why is his charm value so high? It seems that beauties still love heroes. I must work harder in my next game!
It wasn't until the end of the day's competition that the two of them went home in a carriage, and Han Feixie took the initiative to mention this matter, and he didn't know that the other party had listened to his words.
"Uh, I haven't thought about it either." He hesitated, "What do you think?"
"You decide. But I don't know what the other person looks like," Han Feixie calmly reminded, "If you don't like it, you have to think about how to refuse. After the rejection, it will be somewhat awkward to meet again."
Zhan Zhan nodded and said, "That's true."
"If word of her word gets out, rumors will be unavoidable."
"Uh, that's right, people's words are scary."
"Lonely men and widows, everyone will sympathize with women, and it will be difficult to explain clearly."
Zhan Zhan frowned.
"Mmm." Han Fei's wrong view dispelled his intention of meeting him, and he was very satisfied.
Zhan Zhan suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "How about we take a look from a distance?"
Han Feixie: "..."
"You and I, if you talk about it, say that we passed by accidentally." The more Zhan Zhan thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was good, and his face flushed with joy.
Han Feixie gritted his teeth and smiled.
The address written in the love letter is very remote, but there is a small river and willow trees, and the setting sun is shining, which is a bit emotional.
Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie stood by the bridge, watching from a distance.
After a while, I saw a girl holding an umbrella, walking slowly along the river bank. Although her face was covered by an umbrella, her figure and demeanor were like a peerless beauty who walked out of an ancient book.
Zhan Zhan's eyes glowed.
Situ Qinqin, Yun Shuiling and Ning Chunyi are all great beauties, but they all lack the poetic and elegant charm of that young girl.
Looking at Zhan Zhan's side face, Han Feixie knew what was on his mind. If the haze in his eyes were placed in the sky, it would instantly turn evening into night.
Zhan Zhan rubbed his hands and said, "Why don't I go and have a look?"
Han Feixie raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
Zhan Zhan walked a few steps, saw Han Feixie following him step by step, and asked suspiciously, "Are you coming too?"
Han Feixie smiled and said, "Since it's my future sister-in-law, of course I'll help you check it out."
Zhan Zhan blushed, and hurriedly said, "I didn't think so far, I just wanted to see." I wanted to see who wrote the first love letter I received in my two lifetimes.
Han Feixie put his arms around his shoulders and smiled very kindly, "I'm curious too."
Zhan Zhan couldn't shirk it, so he had to go with him. After all, he brought him here by himself, and it's not good to leave him halfway. I just hope that the other party doesn't mind.
The girl holding the umbrella seemed to have seen Zhan Zhan, and the umbrella was lifted up slightly, revealing half of her chin and neck, but only this little bit already made Zhan Zhan gasp. Although he is an otaku, but otaku has a world of otaku, otherwise where would there be a goddess of otaku. He is sure that among the many goddesses he has seen, there is absolutely no one whose chin and neck can compare with the girl in front of him.
To describe it, there are only four words - ingenious workmanship.
"Excuse me..." Zhan Zhan just said two words.
I saw the umbrella turn around, and the girl finally showed her face.
Zhan Zhan felt dizzy for a while...