The referee cleared his dry throat and shouted: "The next person to appear is Yang Fei."
"Wait!?" Yang Fei felt something was wrong. "I was the last one to appear just now, the last one to appear in the first round."
"That's right." The referee nodded.
"Then why is it the first one to appear in this round?" Yang Fei asked.
The referee pointed to the stands.
"This is what they want to see."
"…………." Yang Fei felt extremely unlucky.
He stepped onto the martial arts field again, but he didn't expect to fight against Xing Jun so soon... He was a little nervous and a little excited. No matter how the competition progressed, in fact, his target was only Xing Jun.
On the other side of the martial arts arena was Tang Xian, holding a sword and shield.
Not Xing Jun?
Yang Fei tilted his head and looked at the referee, who calmly raised his thumb behind him.
"That's their decision as well."
"Theirs, theirs, everything belongs to them!?" Yang Fei became a little angry.
The referee chose to remain silent at this time, and Tang Xian had already taken a stance without saying a word.
"Tang Xian, you soulless guy."
"It's not that there is no soul." Tang Xian answered very calmly, without any other emotions.
"Then what are you?" Yang Fei took off two unedged swords, one long and one short, from his waist and held them in his hands. A fierce battle was inevitable. Damn it, Tang Xian was so easy to accept people from other worlds.
at the mercy of.
"Because I recognize you, I will do my best."
"???" Tang Xian's serious reply made Yang Fei open his mouth slightly.
At the same time, Yang Fei felt that Tang Xian's eyes had changed. It was just a small change in his eyes, but it made Tang Xian's entire face look strange.
"Hey... don't be so scary, okay~~??" Yang Fei stared at Tang Xian with a silly smile.
Is he serious? Please, please, just for a moment, be infected by my silly smile, and something else will appear on your expressionless face...
But Tang Xian's gaze wasn't relaxed at all, something called aura was spreading.
"It's true..." He meant it.
The smile on Yang Fei's face solidified.
"Don't think I'm afraid of you!"
Yang Fei didn't know why, but his body moved on its own, not very fast, but he just passed straight towards Tang Xian.
David in the audience secretly exclaimed that something was wrong!
Yang Fei is not weak in strength, but his mentality lacks training, and he is quite relaxed on the outside. When he met Tang Xian, who was as firm as a rock, he was intimidated by Tang Xian's serious aura.
Yang Fei approached Tang Xian step by step. His speed was not very fast, but his heart was beating as hard as adrenaline. He felt that his whole body was full of strength, but Tang Xian stood the round shield in front of him to protect himself properly.
.There was no place where he could fight with real swords and guns, and Yang Fei felt a little anxious.
Tang Xian suddenly moved the round shield, revealing a flaw.
You can use the sword! Yang Fei immediately thrust the slender sword towards him, but Tang Xian made a beautiful spin and gave Yang Fei a kick in the moment he dodged.
Yang Fei's blood immediately surged after he had been kicked, and his sanity was quickly disappearing.
Without hesitation, he turned around and came forward with three swords. Tang Xian was able to dodge and block with ease.
"The speed is not fast enough, and the body is as light as a swallow!"
Yang Fei cast magic on himself, and with his body speed accelerating, he struck Tang Xian with several more sword strikes. The timing of these sword strikes was very good, the angles were also tricky, and most importantly, they were fast!
Tang Xian seemed to have lost his ability to dodge and could only rely on his round shield to passively resist, but he did resist all these swords.
The power is not strong enough!
"The power of a bull!"
"噌!噌!噌!噌!" There is no longer any choice in the timing of the attack. As long as there is a place where the sword can be lowered, no matter if it is an arm or a leg, as long as it can cause even the slightest damage to Tang Xian, Yang Fei will swing the sword with all his strength.
!
In an instant, the field was full of dangers. The students in the audience were dumbfounded, and the distinguished guests on the stage were also attentive. They did not expect that Yang Fei, who was fooling around like a clown all day long, could actually launch such a fierce offensive and suppress Tang Xian.
You can only defend passively.
A layman watched the excitement, an expert watched the door. David frowned deeply as he saw that Tang Xian had completely mastered the rhythm.
The attack lasted for nearly ten minutes, and Yang Fei finally distanced himself from Tang Xian out of breath. Tang Xian, who was behind the round shield, had a firm gaze and a steady breath.
Looking at his opponent again, Yang Fei realized that after nearly ten minutes of offensive, Tang Xian's clothes were only scratched, and most of the attacks were blocked by the round shield.
More importantly, under Tang Xian's damaged coat, an interlocking chainmail was revealed, and Yang Fei took a breath of cold air.
"Tang Xian, do you still want to be shameless? How can we break open chain mail with the unedged practice tools we have?"
David took the opportunity to raise his hand and shouted: "Requesting the game to be suspended, and asking the brave Tang Xian to change the test cloth armor and conduct another test."
The referee looked towards the stands and saw the people in the stands waving their hands. The referee turned his head and said: "The game continues."
"Black whistle!?"
The sweaty sheep was stunned and turned to glare at Tang Xian: "Tang Xian, are you really embarrassed to do this?"
"The people in the stands asked me to put on this chainmail armor. It was on me before the sun rose today. It weighs thirty kilograms."
"What do you mean? You mean you cheated all day long?"
"In addition, there are sandbags on my legs, ten kilograms on each side, and the total weight on my whole body is seventy kilograms. From early morning to now, it is a check and balance between Xing Jun, who is recognized as the strongest, and me. You want me to remove the weight
Fighting you actually doesn't mean much."
"You mean you didn't take advantage of me?" Yang Fei gritted his teeth and shouted: "I can't do any effective damage to you if you are wearing chain armor. I would rather you not bear the weight and reduce your defense!"
David pursed his lips. He could clearly see in the audience that even if Tang Xian didn't wear chain armor or cloth armor, Yang Fei's indiscriminate bombing just now would not cause any effective damage to Tang Xian. He could control the rhythm of the game.
Tang Xian was simply teasing Yang Fei.
"Okay." Tang Xian nodded and said to the referee beside him: "Apply for a timeout and remove the weight."
This time the stranger did not stop him. Tang Xian left the field to change clothes. Yang Fei checked his magic power. On 1/31, the magic value was at the bottom. Victory was getting further and further away from him...
After leaving the scene, Tang Xian was arranged to walk into the nearest room. There was no one in the room, and there were no maids or waiters. It was about thirty square meters in size, and the square shape made it impossible to tell that it was before.
What is it used for.
There were only a few wooden benches about one meter high in the room. Tang Xian sat on one of them dragging his tired body, carrying a weight of 70 kilograms which was far more tiring than he expected.
After taking off his chain armor, Tang Xian thought about it and rolled up his trousers and took off the sandbag on his left foot. When he reached out to untie the sandbag on his right foot, a white thing attracted him.
"mouse?"
Tang Xian's first thought was that he ran away from a certain laboratory...but he realized something was wrong. This was not the 21st century, so there was no need for white rats for experiments.
Just when he was distracted, the white mouse came over and bit his unprotected left ankle...