At this time, He Nuo's knife movement was even more weird and ethereal, the exquisite knife technique made the onlookers addicted, and the wonderful performance made some people admire, of course, some people changed their position and supported He Nuo instead.

He Qingping was not affected by this atmosphere on the field at all, and after calmly observing, he was faintly happy in his heart, because he had already discovered that He Nuo's sword technique was still subtle, but his middle qi was already slightly insufficient, and it seemed to be a little strong.

What's more, when the two met eye contact, He Qingping noticed He Nuo's indifferent and cold eyes, knowing that this was a sign that he was starting to lose control, and his pace quickened even more.

As time passed, He Nuo's footsteps began to stumble, but the knife in his hand became more and more rapid, and this incongruous posture caused a lot of discussion among the audience.

"What kind of road is this kid, this is too unreasonable, right?"

"I don't know, is he deliberately selling a flaw?"

"I don't care about this, I just know that He Qingping will definitely win!"

The last thing that said this was a girl's voice, her voice was crisp, and when she mentioned "He Qingping", her voice was a little higher.

"Alain, be quiet." The man next to her seemed to be her brother, and reminded in a whisper.

The girl was interrupted, seemed very unhappy, and pinched her brother's arm with her hand, and angrily nuns.

Her brother lifted a few strands of loose hair on her forehead for her, and said with a doting smile: "Okay, okay, your He Qingping will definitely win!" ”

Hearing the words "Your He Qingping", the girl who called Alan giggled, and saw that the situation on the field seemed to be tilting towards He Qingping, and Alan smiled even sweeter.

He Nuo's almost violent style of play makes the strength on the wrist weaker and weaker, although many moves are exquisite, but without strength, the posture is not in place, and the corresponding effect cannot be produced.

He Qingping seized an opportunity, taking advantage of He Nuo's knife to send out, he skillfully dodged, and then He Nuo was half a beat slower when he returned the knife, and He Qingping turned a sword and stabbed He Nuo directly.

The form on the field turns sharply!

This sword is so powerful that laymen think that when they reach this point, He Qingping will use real kung fu.

But Ning Xianghou on the field looked at it carefully, thinking: "I still won the bet after all, it seems that this kid doesn't understand the third layer of the 'Soul Suppression Sword Technique', the 'Sword Fire Nameless' of Qingping's 'Seven Star Moon Sword' can just be restrained, if there is a third layer of the 'Soul Suppression Sword Technique', then only 'One Sword Fame' can resist, and Qingping has not learned it yet." ”

Thinking of this, Ning Xianghou's deployments seemed to have been realized, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

For a while, He Nuo was stunned and didn't know how to dodge there, and He Qingping was about to stab directly into his chest with a sword!

Everyone on the field gasped, and then remembered the tragedy that happened yesterday to the son of Canglang, could it be that the tragedy is going to happen again?

And if you go through the chest like this, nine times out of ten, you won't survive.

The audience who planned to support He Nuo all sweated for He Nuo, and was anxious: "Why doesn't this kid know how to dodge?" ”

But just when He Qingping was about to touch He Nuo's chest with a sword, he seemed to remember something, his eyes changed, and the blade of the sword turned sharply downward, and it was directly slashed at He Nuo's thigh.

Laugh at......

He Nuo injured his thigh and let out a low sigh.

Ordinary people will subconsciously retreat when they are attacked like this, but they didn't expect He Nuo to take a straight step forward instead of retreating, and then the force generated by the pain, the knife in his hand was fierce, and he directly slashed at He Qingping.

He Qingping hurriedly blocked it with a horizontal sword!

But He Nuo's knife was too violent, and it actually broke the long sword in He Qingping's hand! The remaining wind swept He Qingping out of the ring.

Once again, the situation has been radically reversed!

Ning Xianghou looked at this scene, his face pale.

But He Jinyang stood up directly from the chair and looked at his son with concern.

Because the pain just now stimulated his nerves, He Nuo gradually regained consciousness, looking at He Qingping who fell under the ring, he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, He Qingping was only affected by the aftermath because of the sword just now, and was not too injured.

The people present were silent, looking back and forth at the two of them.

He Qingping smiled sadly, actually raised his neck, and said calmly: "Qingping is defeated!" Congratulations to Brother He Nuo! Then he waved his sleeves and strode away.

But after taking two steps, the breath in his body was a little unstable after all, and he still stumbled a little when he held on.

At this time, he happened to be standing in front of the girl named Alain, who spoke at his brother Nunu, quickly stepped forward to support He Qingping, and took him away.

After a long time, the atmosphere on the field eased up, and He Muhan said in a low voice: "This one, He Nuosheng!" ”

He Nuo's leg was still oozing blood at this time, and when he heard that the game was finally over, a wave of exhaustion hit, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, when suddenly a solid arm came over and held him up.

He Nuo looked back and saw that it was his father He Jinyang, He Nuo's voice was a little sour, and he said in a low voice: "Father, I ......"

He Jinyang's voice was calm, "I don't need to explain much, I know." Let's go home and say. ”

……

"Stupid!" The middle-aged man in the hall slammed the table, obviously furious.

The young man standing with his hands behind his back in front of the middle-aged man jumped in his heart, but he bit his lip and resisted, lowered his head and said nothing!

"Do you think you're doing the right thing?" The middle-aged man snorted.

The young man nodded, and actually shouted, "Yes!"

The middle-aged man sighed, "Qingping, if you are so indecisive, I don't know how much you will suffer in the future." ”

He Qingping raised his head, looked at his teacher Ning Xianghou, and stopped talking.

"I know what you think, is it because of Mu Yanxi?" Ning Xianghou's eyes froze and asked.

He Qingping's heart was pounding, and he wanted to shake his head, but he still nodded.

Ning Xianghou stood up, took a step forward, patted the student's shoulder gently, and said, "You know the marriage contract, I didn't want to tell you so early, but there is no impermeable wall in the world, you still know in advance after all." ”

He Qingping remained motionless, patiently waiting for the teacher's words.

"Do you like Mu Yanxi?" Ning Xianghou suddenly asked such a childish question, it is said that if He Qingping and Mu Yanxi are combined, it is likely to be a political marriage, and they will not consider any feelings, but Ning Xianghou still asked.

He Qingping nodded vigorously and said, "Who wouldn't like a girl like her?" ”

Ning Xianghou rarely saw a student with such emotion, so he thought for a while and said, "I can tell you all the ins and outs of that marriage contract today, but I hope you can understand our hardships after listening to it." Ning Xianghou slowed down and said solemnly, "You have to understand that the country and the beauty are actually not both." ”