Nangong Yunchuan was depressed now, but he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with this person, so after casually replying, he bypassed Le Zheng Shilian and continued to walk forward.

"What's the matter?Unhappy?Tell me something unhappy, let me be happy~"

was casually teasing, but found that Nangong Yunchuan's face instantly darkened, and he didn't expect that he would guess Le Zheng Shilian would not let go of this opportunity to ridicule, and chased after Nangong Yunchuan and gloated.

"Le Zheng Shilian, have you ever heard an idiom?"

Nangong Yunchuan suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the person with a smile.

"What idiom?"

Le Zheng Shilian frowned, and his intuition was definitely not a good thing to say next, but he still couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

"Happiness, extreme, life, sorrow!"

Nangong Yunchuan said word by word.

"Cut~ What else should I be~ I'm not you~ If I have a girl I like, I must hold her firmly in my hands, so that she is the only one in her eyes~"

Le Zheng Shilian scoffed at this idiom, and did not think that she would have such a day.

"Oh, so self-confident, and those who insult others will be humiliated by themselves. You must know that thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, since you like to watch other people's jokes so much today, I don't think you will mind that when you encounter such a situation in the future, I will add fuel to the fire, right?"

After Nangong Yunchuan finished speaking, he smiled at Le Zheng Shilian very "gently" and turned to leave.

"Come, come, come... Who's afraid of whom!"

Le Zheng Shilian looked at Nangong Yunchuan's smile and shuddered unconsciously, swallowed her saliva, and choked her head.

"Yun Chuan, you wait for me, do you have such hospitality?"

Seeing that Nangong Yunchuan didn't care about himself at all, Le Zheng Shilian chased the young man's figure and gradually walked away.

*

"The final of the martial arts competition starts now!"

As the voice of the elder with spiritual power sounded, the afternoon final officially began, and the crowd watching under the ring was obviously much larger than before, and it seemed that everyone was very curious about this final.

Especially in the game, there is also the once notorious Nangong Qianqiao, although now the stigma has been cleared, but she doesn't learn and has no skills, and the deeds of making trouble in the classroom are real, no one expected her to reach the finals, and she played well, which makes everyone wonder if she was trying to hide her clumsiness?

"Who will win this game, you say?"

At this moment, I don't know who suddenly started the topic, and there were different opinions in the audience.

"Do you need to say this?Of course it's Nangong Rufeng~"

"I don't think so, Nangong Qianqiao is also doing well!"

"Although Nangong Qianqiao's body is not as good as Nangong Rufeng, she has broken up the fire spirit arrow with her bare hands before, and she can also seal Nangong Sousuke's spiritual power, just with these two points, I don't think she will necessarily lose. ”

"These two people have their own merits, Qianqiao's mastery of spiritual power is very exquisite, and Rufeng's mastery of body art is not far behind. ”

......

Compared with the excitement of the audience, the two people fighting opposite each other in the ring are not as relaxed as they seem on the surface.

Although Nangong Rufeng had observed this person in advance, she didn't expect that her control of spiritual power had reached the point of perfection, if it wasn't for her own skills, she wouldn't have been able to dodge the blow just now.

Continuously inputting spiritual power into his pupils, Nangong Rufeng looked at the intricate golden silk threads like spider webs on the field, his scalp was numb, and he didn't expect that his wind spirit root was actually restrained...