Chapter 17: The Field of Ice (4)
A person who has lived in a greenhouse since childhood, who has been loved by thousands of people, who has been shrouded in countless halos, and who has never experienced any setbacks and tribulations, can never truly grow up. No matter how deep and mature he is, it is only the appearance. Once the setback comes, his seemingly strong shell will burst apart, and what will be exposed to everyone will be a fragile heart...... Just like the brightest new star in the Tian Yuan Continent - Shiwa Tianyu.
The next day, when tens of thousands of spectators arrived at the Yanwutang, they received a notice with an explosive surname: Shi Watianyu abstained.
This poor child, after experiencing the first defeat in his life, finally could not bear such a cruel blow and withdrew from the competition.
Only the iceberg-like stunning woman Long Qingbing, the masked man Jie Ao, and Yang Tian with a bit of rogue atmosphere and mystery were left in the contest's seats.
However, when the referee announced the draw again, the masked man Gio stood in the position of the lottery, motionless, the outstretched hand seemed to be hesitating something, reaching in an inch, retreating an inch, back and forth, in and out a few times, the referee finally couldn't help but urge softly: "Gio, please hurry up, thank you!"
Gio suddenly raised his head and looked at the referee, and after hesitating slightly, he finally put down his hand and said, "Dear teacher, I want to ...... I'd better abstain. ”
"Hmm?...... Child...... I have to say, you are an excellent child, and even more so a smart child, yes, there is really no point in fighting uselessly. But...... Have you really decided?"
The masked man, Gio, looked at the referee who seemed to be very serious depressed, and said angrily: "It's decided!"
After finishing speaking, he turned away, but the moment he turned around, he couldn't help but despise a referee, although this old guy said the truth, but it was very unhappy to hear it in Jao's heart.
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The martial arts arena is boiling again because of Jao's exit, yes, boiling.
The screams and shouts of women resounded in the sky again, and even men couldn't help but roar: "Gio, it's good!"
What Jiao didn't expect was that the two wise and martial arts withdrawals won him higher popularity!
All this because of him and her.
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In the center of the arena, a ray of light rose, and a super-powerful enchantment formed above the arena than ever before, which seemed to indicate something......
On the rostrum, Principal Sadare, Vice Principal O'Neill, and other heavyweights all looked at the competition venue with anticipation. This super-powerful enchantment was exactly what Saddar personally explained.
Long Qingbing's terrifying strength has already been undoubtedly demonstrated, when she let out the ice dragon groan, Sadare had already regarded her as the first choice of the champion, if it weren't for the fact that Shi Wa Tianyu, who has the whole body, and Yang Tian, who has hidden strength, still have a little doubt, Long Qingbing is almost certain to be the champion.
The strength of the later stage of the magician, that is the strength of the graduates of the Holy Dragon Academy!
Although Saddar knew that Yang Tian had hidden his strength, he didn't think that Yang Tian would be so strong, after all, he was already shocked that the Demon Martial Twin Xiu could have his current cultivation.
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Xuanyuan Qingwu, who was alluring the country and the city, stared at Yang Tian with a smile, and after giving Yang Tian an encouraging look, he said softly: "Xiaotian, come on, no matter whether you win or lose, in the hearts of teachers and classmates, you are good!"
Yang Tian stared at the face that was close at hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Sister Beauty, I remember you said that whoever wins the first place in the freshman competition will have dinner with whom, right?"
"Yes, little one. Xuanyuan Qingwu smiled faintly, and there seemed to be a hint of playfulness in her beautiful eyes.
After glaring at Xuanyuan Qingwu fiercely, Yang Tian turned around and walked towards the competition venue in a dashing manner.
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Long Qingbing, a woman like the goddess of the iceberg, was still wearing the black mage robe, and as in the past, she appeared strangely in the competition venue.
The howling of wolves, the shouts, and the hooligan whistle swept the entire martial arts arena in an instant, and all the men went crazy for it!
This kind of woman can indeed provoke the hope of conquest by countless people. Men are like this, the more arrogant, cold, and repulsive women they are, the more they like them. Because to conquer such a woman, you can show that you are very "man".
It seemed to feel the madness and enthusiasm of the man, and the women in the audience were not willing to lag behind and joined the noisy army, and Yang Tian's name had resounded in every corner of the martial arts hall after a while.
Heart-rending shouts, screams, and roars have reached a level of unimaginable enthusiasm!("After experiencing that competition, it is said that every lonely night, in the girls' dormitory area, you can hear a dream-like voice, shouting his name, accompanied by a bone-wrenching moan...... from "The Great Men of the Tianyuan Continent" and "The Biography of Yang Tian". )。
Stepping on the screams of the woman, Yang Tian, who was so handsome, finally slowly walked into the enchantment.
Yang Tian's black and deep eyes, like the stars in the night sky, deep and far-reaching, with a hint of playfulness, a hint of appreciation, and a hint of provocation, smiling and staring at the iceberg-like woman Long Qingbing.
In her eyes, the only thing she could see was coldness, a coldness emanating from her bones!
The eyes of the two collided for the first time! One was deep and playful, the other was cold and ruthless, and they met in the air in an instant, and suddenly, it was like stirring up countless sparks of battle!
No one flinched, no one shy away.
Is it sympathy, or is it endless war?
Unconsciously, the hustle and bustle of the martial arts arena returned to silence again, and a pair of eyes fell on the two of them without blinking, and they didn't dare to breathe, as if they were afraid of missing or missing any important shots.
A long-awaited battle for the real pinnacle is about to take place!
Who loses and who wins?
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