The party Xia Chan did not have such complex psychological activities, unprecedented self-confidence condensed in him, and after Zhou Xisheng took the stage, the cheers in the stands did not shake him at all.

It was the first time for him to observe the most popular teenager in the competition so closely, with slender sword eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and facial features like people in paintings, which are not inferior to those celebrities.

"I'd love to be friends with you, but unfortunately I didn't expect our first conversation to be in the final. Entering the dialogue time, Zhou Xisheng spoke.

"If you really have the heart, it won't be the first conversation. Xia Chan complained in his heart, of course he couldn't be so ungraceful, he just raised his sword to show that he didn't want to speak.

Zhou Xisheng was a little stunned, with his cultivation and conversation, even if it was an opponent, he would not easily speak ill of him, but he didn't expect this person from a civilian background to be so calm, even if this opponent defeated Sha Fei before, he was still full of confidence in himself with hole cards, but at this moment there was a sudden hesitation in his heart.

Seeing this, the referee waved his hand to announce the start of the sentence.

Zhou Xisheng knew that Xia Chan's body was terrifying, and his body was equally excellent, but he did not overwhelm his opponent's idea in this regard, and pulled out a straight knife at the beginning, the sword was still in the sheath, and the straight knife cut ethereal and obliquely, the sword light was like thunder, and the shock wave of Gangqi almost tore half of the air in the ring.

At this moment, the spectator from Zhou Xisheng's direction seemed to see Xia Chan torn in half by the shock wave of this knife.

However, it only seems.

In the next moment, Xia Chan's torn figure appeared on the other side completely, followed by a long light trail lit up, jumping and swimming like a floating light, and a reflex full of spirituality lightly swept over Zhou Xisheng's sword light, hitting the vital point in his chest.

The sword failed, and Zhou Xisheng was caught off guard, so he could only draw his sword to parry this unpredictable sword.

The hastily raised sword curtain was scattered by a brilliant sword light, and then the sword light exploded into countless light rains, as if countless beans were exploded in the oil pot at the same time, and the light rain instantly completed countless collisions and bounced off the sword light that slashed back again.

Zhou Xisheng was shocked, first sword and then knife two consecutive hard moves, he actually didn't get the slightest benefit, the opponent's true qi was obviously upgraded to gang qi, and the cultivation advantage that was determined before the game was a complete joke.

He was shocked and waited for the sword to go out and turn into an all-out attack, not wanting Xia Chan to gain momentum, the offensive rose sharply, and the slightly shrunken light rain and fireworks were like drifting back without success, and the afterimage did not disappear, and a floating light was already extremely sharp from the other side, almost jumping out of thin air.

Zhou Xisheng's swords slashed, and countless swords and swords came out of their bodies, like a tide of swords and swords, facing this sword.

The floating light sword intent shook like a rope, pulled out a sword circle, and emitted a five-colored brilliance, and Zhou Xisheng's sword qi was swept into it by an invisible vortex, and it was shattered completely in the dull roar.

Xia Chan's heart and fighting spirit were even stronger at this moment, his body sword straightened and turned into a streamer, he shook his body slightly and swung back, his body sword slanted, and he moved back to the side of the same road again.

In the visual image of ordinary audiences, only an incomparably sharp antelope hanging horns is left wandering and launching an offensive.

Zhou Xisheng's breath was just even, and in the face of this sword with more murderous intent, he could only lay down layers of sword qi walls and retreat, and three layers of continuous sword walls were torn like scraps of paper in substance, and the sword in his hand was dissolved only after the sword qi was round.

However, Xia Chan didn't seem to need to return his breath, and stepped on Xiao Yu Xianbu sword after sword.

The sword is bright and scorching, the momentum is decisive, the air is torn like a crack, and the sword is late to thunder.

Zhou Xisheng counted his high school career, except for facing the master of the family, he had never been so embarrassed, and his proud sword double and 'paralyzing' true intention seemed to be restrained by the opponent's domineering spirit full of complete self-sufficiency.

The opponent's momentum ebbed and flowed with the tide of the sword, but it went all the way up.

The atmosphere in the stands of the four sides was about to solidify, and the cheerleaders were holding their breath, for fear that the winner would be separated in the blink of an eye.

Before the game, no one expected that the number one favorite in the opening cup was suppressed in an all-round disadvantage, and there was no chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

The sword roared in the venue, there was a hidden thunder sound, and the sword light and sword shadows crisscrossed each other, among which the main attack sword light of the vertical and horizontal slash always controlled the scene.

The usually dashing and dignified Gongzi Zhou can no longer be seen, and the unequaled body is forced to fall into defense when he can't use his skills, and his body is covered with swords and swords, layer upon layer, like a person's sword array.

Xia Chan Feixian's cruising body method firmly controlled the space and time of the ring through the change of fast and slow rhythm, and the sword light became more and more concise and atmospheric, leaving behind light marks like starlight drawing, indulging in heaven and earth.

Before you know it, the starlight turns green, entangled with those swords and shadows.

Xia Chan's various videos were popular in the guns and cannons, how could Zhou Xisheng not see this hand, and took the initiative to blow up those swords and swords that were infected with Qinglian Gang Qi.

However, those green lotus vines that had been blown up burst into flames like fire oil, turning into a flaming moth and launching a suicide attack on Zhou Xisheng.

Zhou Xisheng protected himself with a sword, allowing the sword light and sword shadow around him to shatter, turning into a whirlwind, tearing apart the fire moths that rushed in.

However, these moths that evolved from the fire gang exploded again, turning into a cloud of sand.

These 'sand's were not to cheer for Zhou Xisheng's whirlwind sword formation, but instead unleashed the pervasive nature of the sand and soil to condense the whirlwind.

It all happens in between one or two breaths.

At this moment, Xia Chan launched a fatal blow, and a simple and extremely simple Mingyao sword light slashed Zhou Xisheng.

The sword light tore through the air, the shock wave rippled layer by layer, the thunder sound was low, and the 'sand and dust whirlwind' incarnated by Zhou Xisheng collapsed, followed by the sound of rune crackling, and a figure fell out sideways and fell into the ring.

Xia Chan put the sword back into its sheath, stood in front of the sword, and stood in the ring.

The AI referee's electronic voice is long overdue: rune armor shatters, repeat......

The audience was as silent as death, and after a while, sharp cheers rang out in several corners of the stands, shaking the cheering banners frantically, and the students of Yinhuang, who were full of aristocratic blood in their bones, were stunned, and only a few people stiffened their hands and followed the sparse applause.

At the end of the referee's game, the bronze bell rang, and the referee took the stage and raised Xia Chan's right hand.

In the No. 1 VIP box, a crisp sound of a teacup breaking also sounded at this time.

Yinhuang School Director Ruan Xingjun looked lost and incomprehensible, a group of VIPs and celebrities exchanged glances, many people were gloating, Yinhuang has dominated the Yinhuang Cup for many years, and some people have long been dissatisfied.

Bang~ The door of the box was slammed open.

A team of heavily armed policemen rushed in, occupying the door of the box with guns and standing motionless on both wings, and a middle-aged man in a black suit walked in casually with his nails trimmed.

"Who are you and what kind of place this is?" Ruan Xingjun was furious, he was full of anger and finally found a place to vent.

"Let me introduce myself, the third-level discipline inspection officer of the Alliance's Internal Affairs Inspection Agency, Fang Jingtian. The visitor put away his nail clippers and took out a metal seal plate with a red, silver and blue sword and shield mark.

"Internal Inspection Agency, why are you in charge of us? Ruan Xingjun's face was pale, and he intuitively felt that this person was coming at him, and he felt bad.

"Ruan Xingjun, a member of the board of directors of Yinhuang Private Middle School, the white glove of Yinhuang United Investment Agency, the second head of the Ruan family of third-rate families, during his 17 years as the director and vice principal of Yinhuang Private Middle School, he accepted heavy bribes 57 times and privately released uncensored students to enroll. ”

Ruan Xingjun's forehead was throbbing, his eyes were bloodshot, and he waved his fist and shouted: "Ridiculous, this is a private middle school, whoever I want to accept is not illegal!"

"Seven of the people you let in were eventually verified to be from the Lost Lands of the Extraterritorial, and four of them were confirmed to be Bereaved spies who had been taken in and executed. ”

Seeing the silver handcuffs in the hands of the discipline inspector, Ruan Xingjun's face was bloody.

A secretary of the Department of Education stood up tremblingly at the signal of the boss next to him, "Chief Fang, is there any misunderstanding?" ”

Fang Jingtian didn't bother to look at him, nodded back, and two wolf-like policemen rushed up and stopped Ruan Xingjun, the handcuffs in his hands were just cuffed, and he waved his hand, "Take it away!"

"Wait. Ruan Xingjun suddenly turned around and stretched his neck to look at the figure in a corner, "Zhou Yuanjin, you can't see death without help!"

The young man in the corner straightened up his slender body quite annoyingly, and only half of his face was still exposed under the smock, "My Zhou family doesn't have such a thick friendship with your Ruan family, you do it yourself, who is to blame." ”

"No-Zhou Yuanjin, as long as you save me, you can say anything, please ......"

"Okay, I didn't want to reveal my identity, but in fact, I came here today to work part-time as a part-time internal protector of the Discipline Inspection Bureau. The mysterious young man said with a helpless laugh and spread his hands.

"You-bastard, the Zhou family is a bastard who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, hypocrite!"

"Damn it. Fang Jingtian took out sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, turned around and left.

Ruan Xingjun struggled and yelled as he walked, "I know, I know, it must be that stinky bitch, damn it-"

Chairman Yang of the Fair Committee who was inserted in the banquet was also in a cold sweat, just now he thought that someone was coming at him, but at this moment he understood his nephew more deeply than anyone else After the group game, the girl's 'wild words' suddenly jumped out, and no one could have imagined that it would be fulfilled at this time.

What happened in the VIP box, the outside quickly caused a commotion, many people saw with their own eyes that the high-level of Yinhuang Private Middle School, who is usually high and likes to be in the limelight, was arrested by the police, what happened, the main organizer of the game, Yinhuang School was at a loss, and they urgently called all parties to explore the reason.

After a half-hour truce, Zhou Xisheng, the loser of the first game, returned to the stage to face the swordsman who was attached to the scream.

Perhaps because he did not recover from the defeat in the last game, Zhou Xisheng was defeated after five minutes of hard resistance.

Many Silver Phoenix students couldn't stand the elimination of their idols and left their seats one after another, and the stands were empty by one-fifth within a few minutes.

At half past ten, the last battle of the continuous battle, which was also the real decisive battle, Xia Chan and Guan Chen, who each won a victory, re-entered the high-profile ring.

In the live broadcast room, Liu Hongyan, the host of Yinhuang Channel, asked his partner Bai Zexi of Aurora Station with bad intentions: "Zexi, who are you optimistic about this time?"