Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Contest is Over
The man's expression became thoughtful, and the woman's face was not as lazy as before, and the strength of this man was not directly proportional to his face.
Wan Zibing looked at the two people facing each other on the stage, and could only use one idiom to describe them, which should be called chess opponents.
Interesting.
Her interested gaze fell on Phantom's body, and began to ask, "Xiaoying, why don't you guess who is the final winner?" ”
A very shallow smile appeared under the veil of the phantom, making it impossible to see her true intentions, "Sister, you are really embarrassed for your sister, such a big problem is in front of me, I am really a little overwhelmed." ”
Wan Zibing saw that the phantom avoided the serious, and had no intention of answering at all, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, but her movements became more and more gentle, only to see her bare hand lightly on the table, "I think ah, there is no winner in this competition." ”
As soon as these words came out, Xun Fangli's curiosity was successfully aroused, although she and the phantom wore the same veil, but the constantly shaking head was in stark contrast to the phantom, Xun Fangli was not as calm as the phantom, "Sister, would you still come to such a conclusion?" I think that woman will have a better chance of winning. ”
Wan Zibing sighed faintly, a little suspicious of Xun Fangli's IQ, "Lili, what should you let me say about you, you obviously have a smart face, but this IQ is never online, have you looked at their weapons?" ”
Xun Fangli said a little reluctantly, "Sister, I still have this bit of eyesight, isn't it just a long whip and a big knife?" What's so special about that? ”
Wan Zibing held her head with her left hand, as if she didn't want to be entangled with Xun Fangli in this kind of matter, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Surabaya tears, "Tears, you should explain to her!" ”
Surabaya Tears's mouth is also filled with a smile, but it is different from Wan Zibing, if Wan Zibing's smile is compared to the sunshine in spring, Surabaya Tears is more like a quiet spring in the valley, her smile is softer, with a calm and gentle manner, "Lili, think about it, these two weapons, in a normal confrontation state, with that girl's internal force, her whip should be able to wrap around the big knife, but this is not the case, the confrontation between these two weapons, in the end, only caused one result, that is, to contain each other, that is, to contain each other, that means, The person who holds the big knife, his internal strength may not lose to this woman, but he controls his weapons finely, and the result is that the two weapons collide together, and there is no other meaning. ”
Surabaya's tearful explanation made Xun Fangli gradually understand, and the dissatisfied look on his face faded a little, "You guys are really observant, I didn't see it." ”
Wan Zibing glanced at Xun Fangli, and complained with some disgust, "It's not that you can't see it, you're too lazy to watch, tell me, they have fought for a few rounds, and who is their footwork?" ”
Wan Zibing's words were pressing step by step, although Xun Fangli was inevitably embarrassed by the words, but Xun Fangli didn't dare to refute, and her sister's few words suddenly pointed out her own weakness.
Her mind is indeed not on the competition in front of her.
Xun Fangli had long been impatient, she wore the same veil as the phantom, and she never saw anyone make a move, and she began to wonder if anyone was spying on their movements.
Xun Fang can't stand this innocent outfit.
"Sister, don't make fun of me, I know it's wrong, I promise, watch the competition honestly."
Xun Fangli's tone suddenly became a little more aggrieved, and Wan Zibing no longer pursued it.
The atmosphere on the stage gradually became white-hot, the martial arts of the two people were completely different, the woman was dexterously wielding the whip, which made people dazzled, and the direction of the whip could not be seen clearly, while the man was holding a big knife, dancing up and down, and naturally did not fall behind.
Zhuang Cong saw that the two of them had fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, and he was stunned that there was no intention of ending, and his face couldn't help but sink.
These two people are still addicted?
He gently walked to where Wan Zibing was, and cautiously began to propose, "Zibing girl, you see, the strength of the two of them is about the same, and it is difficult to distinguish between them in the short term, why don't you let them withdraw first, and then look at other people's?" ”
Although Wan Zibing didn't know what Zhuang Cong was having, her eyes were sour, and a trace of tiredness appeared in her eyes, "Then let both of them enter the final finals, we don't mind having one more opponent." ”
Such a result made Zhuang Cong suddenly overjoyed.
If you can find more trouble for Wan Zibing, your plan to seize the phoenix pattern sword by yourself will have an extra layer of protection.
Wan Zibing pinched her eyebrows, looking at Zhuang Cong's irrepressible expression, but a chill appeared in her eyes.
Trying to do something to the phantom, he was afraid he was thinking too much.
With Zhuang Cong's call, the two people on the stage stopped the competition.
The woman's eyes flashed with a gleam, and she blessed her opponent slightly, and the smile under the black veil was like a poppy flower full of poisonous juice, mysterious and dangerous, and unpredictable.
"The slave family can be regarded as having learned the demeanor of this hero, I really don't know, when will I have the honor to learn from you again?"
The man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks also returned to a happy face, as if he was a treacherous villain who coveted beauty, his fingers rubbed his chin, and he made such an image plump and three-dimensional, "It is my honor to fight against a beauty like you, everything is ...... with fate"
His thief eyes looked back and forth on the woman without any scruples.
Wan Zibing looked at everything quietly, but felt that this Tianxiangju was getting more and more weird.
Zhuang Cong is right, people who can come and go here have a bit of surprising ability.
At this time, Shangguan Chun finally packed up and walked in from the outside, his face looked no different from just now, but if you look closely, you will find that the scar on his face that penetrates deep into the bone marrow seems to have faded a little.
Ouyang Xue deliberately lowered her voice, and reported to Ouyang Yi very proudly, "Brother, look at it, I'm right, he just has a problem, the color of that scar has changed, I just know that he is not normal." ”
Ouyang Yi shook his fan gently, not as if he was not swayed by her words, he instead glanced at Wan Zibing's expression, and then said lightly, "Xiaoxue, what do you mean by this, do you still want me to reward you?" How old are you......"
Ouyang Xue didn't expect that her brother would be a scoundrel to this extent, obviously it was her own discovery, but he said that it was a means to ask for a reward, she couldn't help but feel a wave of anger from the bottom of her heart, "Brother, your ability to unload the mill and kill donkeys has improved a lot." ”
Ouyang Yi raised his head, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Xiaoxue, what do you mean, you are a donkey?" ”
“......”
Ouyang Xue couldn't take any advantage in the game with Ouyang Yi, she could only turn her head angrily, as if only in this way could Ouyang Yi's nasty face completely disappear in front of her eyes.
Ouyang Yi's smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, he was still watching Wan Zibing's every move.
At the very least, he had to see Wan Zibing leave smoothly before he could start that plan.
He looked down at his plain white hands, and there was still a touch of reluctance in his heart, such a beautiful hand was about to be ruined, and he was really a little unwilling.
Ouyang Xue saw that Ouyang Yi didn't say anything for a long time, and secretly complained in her heart that she was angry like this, and her brother didn't come to coax her.
She just turned her head, but saw Ouyang Yi staring at her fingers in a daze.
With such an expression, Ouyang Xue had never seen it.
It's like, he's going to do something very important.
"Brother......
Ouyang Xue let out a low cry, "What are you thinking?" ”
Ouyang Yi then took his eyes off his hand and shifted it to Ouyang Xue's body, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "It's nothing, I just see that my hands are too beautiful, and I am a little intoxicated." ”
Ouyang Xue rolled her eyes helplessly, she must have seen it wrong, this arrogant and arrogant guy in front of her was Ouyang Yi's true face.
He won't have anything to worry about.
The morning competition has finally come to an end, and the four people who competed will participate in the final selection.
Zhuang Cong's heart was finally put back in his stomach.
He still has time and a chance.
Just as he was thinking about how to plan what happened next, Chu Rong's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, and he didn't even notice it. A chill swelled up behind him, but on his face, he still had a smile like Maitreya Buddha, "Steward Chu, I've been looking for you, look at what happens next......"
Chu Rong stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Zhuang Cong puzzled, "Boss Zhuang is a smart person, he should mention something, and I have almost mentioned it, can it be said that the manpower you arranged yourself is not at ease, and you want to treat me as your last guarantee?" ”
Zhuang Cong saw that Chu Rong had pierced his thoughts, and he was not angry, at the most critical moment, face was the most worthless thing, and his tone became more and more flattering and flattering, "Steward Chu, it's not that I'm not worried about them, I just think that one more way out is better than no way out, this matter is done, I believe that Steward Chu is also good at it." ”
Zhuang Cong's words were neither hard nor soft, but they were like an incomparably hard thorn, piercing Chu Rong's heart, making him feel a little unhappy in his heart.
"Boss Zhuang, I don't like others to play me as a monkey, even if I want to help, it needs to be out of my own will, not threatened by someone."
Chu Rong's tone was still calm, but these words made Zhuang Cong's face flush.
"Steward Chu, it's me who is too careful. I'll be able to do good things, don't worry. ”
Zhuang Cong kept opening his mouth to apologize, but a trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes.