In an instant, the volume of voices in the crowd weakened. For a moment, it was not clear what was happening, but people turned their eyes to it.

After the soldier was stunned for a moment, her lips moved slightly, and she still wanted to say something, only to hear another sharp sound from Sanskrit, this time it overwhelmed the noise of half the audience, obviously she mobilized her spiritual power and blessed the volume.

"I'll tell you to shut your mouth for me!" not only did the arena suddenly fall silent, but even Heba walked over from the other side of the screen. Sanskrit Yin's eyes were bright, his face was like cold frost, and he said loudly:

"Is it you, the commander here!!" said Fanyin, waving his hand to Hebal, who was not far behind him.

"How many catties and two pounds have you beaten your commander! You open your eyes and show me clearly, our army's strength is now several times stronger than yours!" With that, she once again pointed her finger at her own position, and now Fanyin's strength is more than three times that of Heba, and Heba's soldiers are already at the end of their crossbows, and they have suffered heavy casualties.

"You have no hesitation, sacrifice your life for righteousness, you are not afraid of sacrifice, fight to the death, you don't want your life, but you don't ask him if he can afford it!" After a moment, Sanskrit turned around, looked at Hebal, and spoke again:

"His sacrifice is to keep you alive, not dead. It will be a blessing for you to have such a Lord, and do not waste all his blood. It's a long time coming. When the words fell, Sanskrit said no more, and she waited for a response from Hebal.

The field has long since become silent. The officials on the viewing platform also looked at the two people on the field intently at this time, and they didn't know when everyone's emotions had been affected by this foreign girl.

Duan Jingbo fiddled with the ring between his fingers, indifferent to everything on the field, and even a little disdainful. He saw the lord Ji Zhong sitting on the side also staring at the situation in the field, and couldn't help but sneer, Ji Zhong heard the sound of Duan Jingbo, turned around, and said:

"What, you're not interested in this competition?" Ji Zhong has fine and soft hair, bent shoulders, a slightly longer face, and a red face.

"The smell of milk has not dried, what can I do. ”

"Ling Gongzi is not very old, but he is already a dragon and phoenix among people. Ji Zhong complimented. But listening to Duan Jingbo, he sneered again. Ji Zhong's mind turned around, and he knew that his words were not pleasing, how could a high-minded and arrogant person like Duan Jingbo compare his son with such an unpopular person. Then he added:

"But a few days ago, I saw that you were also quite attentive to the son of Beitang. If I'm not mistaken, Beitang Beiming is only 12 years old this year, how did he become the head of the headquarters. Your son-in-law is 15 years old this year. After that, Ji Zhong said no more.

On the side of the mirror, the cheekbones are prominent, the eye sockets are more sunken, the cheeks are fleshless, and the lips are tightly closed. The dark hair pressed against the cheeks, and there was an indescribable gloom. When he heard Ji Zhong say this, his lips pursed and closed even tighter. Ji Zhong turned his head to look at the arena and ignored him.

"You still have a chess piece in your hand. Hebal spoke.

Sanskrit sound's eyes flowed, then disappeared, and he spoke: "Yes." ”

"Why didn't you throw that piece when I was hesitating?"

Fanyin raised her eyebrows, and suddenly appeared like a little girl's playful appearance, without accosting her. Hebal looked at her for a long time, and laughed out loud, and the louder he laughed, as if he wanted to laugh out of his chest. Fanyin looked at her and was speechless for a while.

"My subordinates were offended by what they said just now, don't you mind, they are all big men who are ignorant. He spoke in a tone that seemed to have become familiar with Sanskrit, coarse and atmospheric, uninvisible, and extremely refreshing.

"It's okay, it's great luck that you have such a subordinate. He Ba looked at Fanyin's sincere face, and his heart warmed for some reason.

Then he shouted at the referee's bench: "The game is over!

The referee was at a loss, everyone was paying attention to the every move of the two people in the field at this moment, and they forgot that they were still playing.

The referee looked at Beitang Musi, waiting for his instructions, and Beitang Musi looked at Sanskrit. His position is far away from Sanskrit, hundreds of meters away, condescending, they can clearly see the players' game through the big screen, but the players can't see them, they can only see a shadow from afar.

But that's not a problem for Sanskrit. At this time, she had already noticed the gaze of Beitang Muxi at her, she looked up to meet her, only to see her shake her head slightly.

That action would probably only be noticed by Beitang Muxi, saying that he was shaking his head, but in fact, only his eyes flickered. Beitang Muxi received her signal and nodded slightly to her, and that kind of action could only be seen clearly by Sanskrit.

Beitang Muxi stood up and solemnly announced: "Challenge, second round, military competition, the fifth Sanskrit Yin wins!" The voice was about to fall, and the audience at the scene didn't seem to have come back to their senses, Beitang Muxi had already taken the lead in applauding, and Beitang Muren was also congratulating on the side. The sparse applause in the audience was really embarrassing.

I heard Hebal shouting at his men: "What are you doing! Why don't you hurry up and applaud others! Aren't you a local who bullies others!" He Poll said loudly, deliberately avoiding the little girl's three words.

After this round of competition, he has long regarded her as an opponent, and the title of the little girl has long been out of place. In addition, he spoke straightforwardly, and the voices that said that Sanskrit was a foreigner just now have also disappeared, and everyone only feels red, and it is not good to say much.

"Hurry up!" said Hebal, frowning, and snorted again. Suddenly, the soldiers in the army applauded in unison, and the voice was sonorous and powerful, and the momentum was magnificent in an instant. The audience was also mobilized and joined the team one after another, shouting and cheering.

He Poll stretched out his big hand, grinned and waited to shake hands with Sanskrit. But Sanskrit was stunned and didn't stretch out his hand for a long time.

He put his hand in the air and asked, "Didn't you hurt your hand today?" He thought for a moment and then said, "Oh, you still have a chess piece in your hand, look at me." He was a little embarrassed, this chess piece would make him lose everything, and he couldn't help but want to retract his hand.

"It's nothing, it's my rudeness. Sanskrit saw Heba's movements and hurriedly stretched out his hand. The two shook hands and looked at each other and smiled.

"Ah, you're really interesting, why do you still pinch the chess pieces into powder, wouldn't it be nice to throw them aside. But I've also learned the strength of your hands. Hobal nodded hurriedly.

"Guy?" Sanskrit was called that for the first time, and he felt funny, and the corners of his mouth were crooked.

"See you next time!" He released his right hand, straightened his arm, clenched it into a fist, and waited for the Sanskrit sound to cater to it.

Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Okay!" She clenched her fist and collided with him, and He Ba smiled very happily. Then he turned around and prepared to leave the arena.

Fanyin lowered her arm and stared blankly at the fist that collided with Heba, her expression was in a trance for a while, she slowly let go of her fist, and raised her hand to cover her eyes. He didn't take two steps, turned around, and was about to say goodbye to Fanyin again, but saw her standing in place, her body light and spreading. Hebal's rough nerves seemed to have been scratched by something, and he hurriedly walked over and asked

"Are you okay?" When the words fell, no one answered, and Hobal said, "Are you okay? Are you tired?" Still without a response, he said again: "Hey, are you okay, are you tired?

He Ba stared at Fanyin and saw that she didn't say a word, so he stretched out a finger and tapped her shoulder. Only then did Fanyin realize that someone was talking to her, she quickly put down her hand, saw that it was Heba, and said, "What's the matter?

"Well, it's okay, I'm just seeing that you're not leaving, so I'll say hello to you again. ”

"Oh, that's it, I'll go. ”

"Okay, go back and have a good rest, and see you later. ”

"Okay, goodbye. ”

He Ba strode away this time, and Fanyin saw him walk away before turning to leave.

"Heba was talking to Sanskrit just now, right?" Tiankuo asked, standing beside Bei Ming.

"Hmm. ”

"He probably didn't know that Sanskrit sounds couldn't be heard. Tiankuo said, Beiming didn't talk. "My dad is a little strange today, brother, have you noticed?"

"Found out. ”

"Why didn't he let the referee announce the victory of Sanskrit, as if he was waiting for something. ”

"Sanskrit still hasn't finished playing. "The Northern Underworld.