The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and on the riverside, the cool breeze provokes the shadows of the trees to sway, and they are swaying.

Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan sat side by side on the riverbank, as if they had their own concerns, and after saying hello, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became a little weird for a while.

Finally, it was Ling Feng who broke the silence and said slowly: "Miss Yue, ...... tomorrow"

"Tomorrow, it is the time for you and me to make the final between the Intermediate Court and the East Courtyard, Ling Gongzi is thinking, how to face my friend?" Yue Yunlan's eyes were like stars, looking at Ling Feng, and said softly.

"When we first met, Miss Yue rescued me from the river, and I had the grace to save my life, I shouldn't have fought with Miss Yue for any ......"

Ling Feng sighed lightly, he really didn't want to make a move against Yue Yunlan, but in the face of a fierce opponent like the Sword Team of the Middle Court, if he didn't play, he might not be sure of winning.

"Ling Gongzi, seeing that you are in a dilemma because of me, Yun Lan is very happy in her heart, at least, it shows that in Ling Gongzi's heart, Yun Lan still has some weight. ”

Yue Yunlan smiled, "However, Ling Gongzi really doesn't need to be embarrassed. Yun Lan is not a little woman who does not know the general situation, although I and every companion of the sword team in the middle court hope to win, but the game is the game, who wins and who loses, speak by strength. In tomorrow's battle, Ling Gongzi doesn't need to keep his hands, and I will never deliberately release water. ”

"What I want to see is a real battle between the sword teams, win or lose, but have no regrets. ”

"Good one, but I have no regrets. Miss Yue, I understand!"

A faint smile appeared on Ling Feng's face, he had never mentioned the finals in the past few days, just because he didn't know how to face Yue Yunlan in the finals.

Now it seems that he is not as clear as Yue Yunlan.

"In tomorrow's final, Ling Feng will definitely go all out. ”

A ray of essence flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the gloom in his heart was swept away, and he would fight tomorrow without any burden.

"Finally," Yue Yunlan pursed her lips lightly, and whispered in an almost imperceptible voice, "From a private point of view, Yunlan hopes that Ling Gongzi can win tomorrow!"

"Miss Yue......" Ling Feng was slightly stunned, seeing Yue Yunlan's slightly red cheeks, he felt that his heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked.

"But I'm not going to show mercy. ”

Yue Yunlan gritted her silver teeth, raised her pink fist, and made a threatening posture, showing a rare hint of playfulness.

"Hahaha......"

Ling Fenglang laughed and saluted Yue Yunlan with a fist, "Then tomorrow's game, I have to ask Miss Yue for more advice." ”

Yue Yunlan glanced at Ling Feng with disgust, then immediately diverted the topic, gritted his teeth and said, "Tomorrow's matter, let's talk about it tomorrow." Tonight, I only talk about Fengyue, not about miscellaneous things. ”

"Okay, just talk about Fengyue, don't talk about miscellaneous things. ”

Ling Feng nodded slightly, and his mood suddenly brightened. I knew this was the case, why bothered with it these days.

......

Early the next morning, Ling Feng and Jiang Xiaofan were assembled at the training ground of the sword team in the Eastern Courtyard early in the morning.

And the support group led by Wang Yishan and Ouyang Jing's cattle also surrounded the training ground early.

Finally ushered in the decisive battle of the sword fighting competition of the five courtyards, and these animals all looked extremely excited, even compared to the members of the sword team of the Eastern Academy.

After all, the East Courtyard has been weak for many years, and it has reached the finals all of a sudden, and it is still the favorite to win the championship, this reversal has made the atmosphere of the entire East Courtyard different.

In the past, when people mentioned the East Academy, they thought of "spicy chicken" and "rookie", but now, the students of the East Academy, walking in the academy, have straightened their waists.

Surrounded by a group of support groups, all the members of the Eastern Courtyard Sword Team went to the Central Sword Fighting Arena in a mighty manner.

Today, in the big sword fighting arena, tens of thousands of seats are full.

This day's pinnacle battle can be described as a long-awaited one.

Although the Eastern Academy Sword Team has been crushing strongly all the way and is in the limelight, the Middle Court Sword Team is by no means in vain.

Today's battle for the top three will inevitably be a battle for the dragon.

Before the game began, the support groups of both sides were already shouting at the top of their voices and began to shout about the objects they supported, such as: "Ling Feng! Ling Feng ......"

"Mu Liufeng! Mu Liufeng ......"

"Little Sword God! Little Sword God ......"

The sound of all kinds of shouts, wave after wave, if the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, is deafening.

Or support the Eastern Academy Sword Team, or the Middle Court Sword Team. In contrast, the second team of the Intermediate Court, which also qualified for the top three, seems to be a little unpopular.

After all, the second team of the Intermediate Court has already lost in the hands of the East Courtyard Sword Team, and there is almost no suspense when they meet the East Courtyard Sword Team again.

As for meeting the Sword Team of the Middle Court, it is needless to mention, if they can win, they are not the second team.

"It's finally the finals!"

General Deng sighed lightly, looked at the baby granddaughter sitting next to him, and felt helpless in his heart.

Under the "coercion" of this precious granddaughter, he can be regarded as a game, and all the games of the East Academy Sword Team were watched by onlookers.

"Grandpa, guess who will win today!"

Before the competition started, Deng Yongshi jumped up and down excitedly, and couldn't sit still at all.

Old General Deng rolled his eyes, "If I want to say it's the Sword Team of the Middle Court, can you still stop with my old man? You are so partial to Ling Feng's kid, don't guess it, I won't guess!"

Deng Yongshiqiao's face turned red, she glanced at her grandfather, and said lightly: "Stinky grandpa, where do I have eccentricity for that stinky guy!"

Deng Xian stroked his long beard and smiled without saying a word.

It is worth mentioning that today Leng Jianfeng didn't deliberately take this cloak and shrunk in the corner to watch, but stood with Wang Yishan and them, boasting about the current "half of the country" of the Eastern Courtyard Sword Team, but it was all trained by him Leng Jianfeng.

The tutors of the other academies, Jiaoxi, although they were unhappy for a while when they saw this brazen guy, hated it so much that they couldn't do anything.

Because there's really nothing wrong with what this guy said.

Ling Feng, Jiang Xiaofan, and Li Bufan are all students he brought out, and they are really like that!

Now that his students have reached the finals, this cold teacher naturally wants to come to show off his might.

This guy is still nervous in the end, and he came out of the shadow of "broken love" so quickly, but when he saw that Su Qingxuan's mentor, he was still a little embarrassed.

Finally, when the red sun in the east hung high in the sky, a "rumbling" drum sounded from the venue.

Knock! knock......

Every drum beat is like a dusk drum and morning bell, sonorous and powerful, and it shakes the nine skies.

Then, Tong Chengtai, the chief referee who was in charge of presiding over the sword fighting competition of the five courts, flew out and raised his hands slightly, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

This also means that the final finals of the five-court sword competition have finally officially begun!

(End of chapter)