"Back to ...... Returning to the lord of the city, I ...... I want to control my own destiny, I want to choose my opponent!"

Maybe he was too excited or too timid, the young man who wielded the Aurora Sword opened his mouth intermittently, trembling and trembling, but in the end, it was extremely smooth and determined!

"Okay! Who else?"

Ding Zhuqiang's eyes showed his appreciation, and he asked closely.

However, it is a pity that the remaining three young men, who are similar in age, bow their heads and do not answer.

"That's it!" Ding Zhuqiang sighed slightly, not reluctantly, and asked instead, "What's your name?"

This young man, with a slender body and clear eyebrows, bowed down and replied: "Back to the city lord, my name is Manxiao Niu, and this name was given to me by my grandmother." ”

"Brute calf, this name does seem to have been given by an old woman. Ding Zhuqiang muttered to himself, turned his head instead, it was noon, and there was no room for delay, so he immediately asked the three players: "Which of the three of you dares to challenge the brute calf?"

Stimulated by this, the three young men, who were also at the age of blood and strength, all stood up one after another and responded to the battle.

Seeing this, Ding Zhuqiang said without anger: "Little Niu, since these three are willing to fight, you can choose one of them!"

"Yes. The brute calf nodded happily, and turned to a young man who was stronger than himself and older than himself, and shouted by name: "Jin Bucheng, today I will seek revenge for my grandmother to find you." ”

"Wow, you stinking poor devil, you think I'm going to be scared of you!"

The young man known as Jin Bucheng is really rich and noble, with a fat face and big ears.

From these words, Ding Zhuqiang had already heard the grievances between the two young men, and only frowned slightly: "Then let's start!"

"Wait, Chase Qiang, their wounds...... Why don't you bandage it first?"

Ruoshui is a girl after all, so she is much more tender and careful, so she immediately stood up and stopped her.

Ding Zhuqiang's eyes stared, only to see that these four players, all of whom were wounded by swords, but they were not fatal, his thoughts turned sharply, and he was about to speak, but he only heard the brute calf shouting: "Lord of the city, my little injury is nothing?"

"Hmm. Ding Zhuqiang nodded, sat back in his seat and said deliberately: "You must know that once you go to the battlefield, the enemy will not care if you are injured or not? Let's play!"

"You...... You're a man...... How did you become so cold-blooded and ruthless!"

Ruoshui Pavilion is slim and refuses to sit down, tears are in his eyes, and he is about to cry.

Ding Zhuqiang shook his head with difficulty in persuasion, stretched out his hand and directly pulled Ruoshui into his arms and sat down, but only then sighed: "It's not that I'm cold-blooded and ruthless, I just don't want them to really lose their lives on the battlefield and die." ”

"What?"

As soon as he heard Ding Zhuqiang say this, Ruoshui no longer broke free, but snuggled in his arms quite meekly.

"I'm not afraid of people watching!"

Closing the moon was overflowing with vinegar, and she muttered with a small mouth.

"Alright, let's sit back in place!"

Ding Zhuqiang was not good at being in front of the public, and he was too ambiguous, so he sent Ruoshui, who was shy, back to his seat.

This time, Ding Zhuqiang was even more sure, and the mysterious leader of the Feiling family, who was sitting not far away, glanced at the strange gaze......

Four into two strong, as soon as they came on the field, the audience inside and outside the stadium was shocked and boiled.

"Let's go!"

As the two referees gave orders in unison, the four players did not forget what Ding Zhuqiang taught, holding their swords in their hands and bowing with fists. Then you came and went, and handed over your hand.

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of sword strikes sounded one after another, faintly visible, and the electric light and flint came out from time to time.

"Drink!"

In the eyes of Ding Zhuqiang, who watched the battle closely, he only didn't hear it, the brute calf roared in a low voice, jumped up violently, spread his wings with a phoenix, and swept the momentum of thousands of troops to attack it......

"Bell!"

Inevitably, the two swords collided and sparks......

"Hey ......"

The brute calf didn't wait for the old move, let out a sneer, and took advantage of the fact that he was in mid-air, a flip kick, and kicked Jin Bucheng's wrist holding the sword......

"Hey......"

Jin Bucheng received this kick, and he felt pain, his wrist was sore, and his sword fell out of his hand......

"Aurora Sword!"

Taking advantage of this gap, the brute calf repeated his old tricks, his body had not yet landed, and the sword in his hand took off his hand and shot towards the opponent......

"Bell!"

However, unexpectedly, Jin Bucheng did not dodge or dodge, but even on the side of his body, with a fat belly, he directly blocked it......

"Oops......"

"Not good!"

Most of the audience who saw this exclaimed in amazement and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

However, what was amazing was that this flying sword seemed to hit a piece of iron armor, making a crisp impact sound......

Jin Bucheng's reaction was not slow, he didn't wait for the flying sword to land, he picked up his backhand, shook a sword flower, and stabbed directly at the brute calf who had just landed on the ground and had not yet stood firm......

"Oops, no!"

In this instant, the defeat turned into victory, and one move to defeat the enemy, it can be said that the rabbit is falling, and in a few breaths, not to mention that everyone sitting has not yet reacted, even the referee of the guard has no time to stop it......

"Ahh

Ding Zhuqiang was even more shocked, He Nai was far away, and there was a desk to block him, how could he save it?

"Whoosh!"

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air, and a dart, straight like a lightning light, with a bang, just hit the sword that pierced the calf's chest......

"Good, the winner has been decided. ”

The frightened referee hurried to the field and pulled the brute calf away......

"Phew!"

Ding Zhuqiang, like most people, breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously turned his gaze to look at the Feiling family, especially the leader, his eyes showed approval, and nodded slightly......

"Despicable ......"

"Shameful ......"

A group of students watching around the competition venue all let out angry shouts......

At the same time, the other side is also nearing the end, so it can be said that both sides are defeated, and the winner is divided.

Ding Zhuqiang stood up, but when he saw Jin Bucheng arrogant and proud, and the same other player, accompanied by four referees, walked towards him, he was secretly angry in his heart, but he didn't show it......

"Yes, boy. ”

After all, Ding Zhuqiang is the lord of a city, although he also feels that this person is invincible, but when he thinks of becoming a king or defeating a king, what can he say?

"The lord of the city has won the prize. ”

Jin Bucheng hurriedly bowed down and answered, but the look on his face could not hide his arrogance.

Ding Zhuqiang's eyes narrowed, and he asked with a deliberate smile: "Do you know what kind of armor you are wearing, so you can be so invulnerable?"

At this question, Jin Bucheng's expression froze, and his smug look swept away, paused, and replied truthfully: "Returning to the city lord, this is my family heirloom, called the Golden Silkworm Armor, my father was afraid that I would have an accident, so he ordered me to wear it closely." ”

"Very good! Very good!" Ding Zhuqiang praised again and again, turned to look at the side of the Jin family, and couldn't help nodding and said: "It seems that the Jin family not only has a lot of wealth, but this treasure is also an eye-opener, tsk, this is really the blessing of my Eight Desolate City." ”

"The lord of the castle has an overreputation. ”

The head of the Jin family stood up, bowed his hand humbly, and smiled.

"Okay, the next step is the finals, without further ado, let's play!"

After Ding Zhuqiang finished speaking, he took his seat.

"Lord of the City, I'm too seriously injured, is it okay to admit defeat?"

After this player finished speaking, he directly slammed it to the ground, looking particularly sincere and fearful.

Ding Zhuqiang stared at the young man, and he did have some sword wounds outside the skin, but they were not serious. After thinking about it, this martial arts competition is not necessarily to decide one, two, or three......

"That's okay!" Ding Zhuqiang nodded in agreement, stood up, and ordered: "Just ask the four finalists to come to the stage to receive the award!"

"Yes. ”

The four referees immediately received the order, and the three teachers of A, B and C also attended together.

Ding Zhuqiang led several entourages and went straight to the podium set up in the center of the competition venue.

"Bang Bang!"

The teachers and students of the college, one after the other, applauded warmly, only to see the audience inside and outside the venue inexplicable, but some, affected, painted gourds in the same way, applauded......

Ding Zhuqiang stopped with a smile on his face, and then the applause stopped, and he made an opening speech: "Ladies and gentlemen, this time my Eight Desolations Academy martial arts competition has officially ended, and I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of all the teachers and students of the Eight Desolations Academy. After speaking, he really bowed.

In this way, the audience inside and outside the venue were all greatly moved, and for the first time, they felt that the new Eight Desolations City Lord, who was young and had braids, was so approachable and warm-hearted......

"Due to the urgency of time, the award ceremony officially began, and this year's champion, the lord of the city, awarded one hundred Yan coins as a reward. ”

In Ding Zhuqiang's words, he took the tray handed by the attendant and handed it over to Miao Mufan of Class A, and then Miao Mufan handed it over to the champion Jin Bucheng.

"The second runner-up, the city lord will reward fifty coins as a reward. ”

Unexpectedly, the second place was still won by Miao Mufan, and he was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing, and in the words of thanks, he handed it over.

"As for the two runners-up, the lord of the city decided to award 20 coins each as a token of encouragement. ”

The next two sets were handed over by the teachers of classes B and C, who reluctantly showed a bitter smile and handed them over.

After the award was completed, Ding Zhuqiang came to the dejected brute calf, stretched out his hand and gently patted his slightly thin shoulder, and said earnestly: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, don't be frustrated, go down!"

"Ahh ”

The brute calf couldn't help but be startled, and raised his teary eyes, but when he saw Ding Zhuqiang's concerned eyes, he nodded solemnly.