The competition without Songming can only be described as boring - at least for him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So he pondered in his heart, he wanted to make a big news and make some small money, but the news is not out of nowhere, there must be a fuse, not so much that Song Ming is watching the game at the moment, it is better to say that he is looking for this fuse.

The game begins.

The first to be held is the professional group stage.

Because of the secret use of infatuation in the game, both men and women eat, and soon hung all the way, and won the group championship of the "Baimu Dao Group" without suspense, and won the championship bonus of eight million spirit yuan.

Qi Yu.

I saw Qi Yu kneeling on one knee, kissing Bai Jie's finger like a knight meeting the queen, and giving her a resource chest worth eight million, and then whispered in Bai Jie's ear before leaving in style.

The whole process -

Qi Yu is gentlemanly and chic.

Bai Jie is as cold as frost, although before Song Ming, Qi Yu was Bai Jie, and 99.99% of the women in the solar system dream lover, and the most ideal double cultivation object, but Bai Jie is already a wife, and her loyalty to Song Ming is more sincere than that of the party, and there is no other - Song Ming's irrigation makes her grow up quickly.

Song Ming was holding the grass with a dark face, this time it was like an indifferent and arrogant princess, openly rejecting the eagerness of the handsome prince, but in private she was willing to be spoiled by the small peasant in the countryside a hundred times a hundred times a hundred times every night......

On the other side of the game-

Among Song Ming's three roommates, Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan were beaten in various fancy ways and were quickly defeated;

After congratulating Bai Jie and Shi Yun, Song Ming suddenly found that the champion of Qianjindao's one-year group seemed to be a little familiar......

That's right, this person made a bet with Song Ming in the freshman open class three weeks ago, but was finally washed away from the cruise ship by the flood.

Zhong Ruifeng.

The corners of Song Ming's mouth grinned slightly:

"Hey, this guy still owes me a million, and he has to find a way to get it back. ”

......

After the group stage, the grade finals officially began.

In the finals, the champions of the ten groups will compete in twos and twos, and the one with the best score will directly become the overall champion of the grade and receive a reward of up to 30 million spirit yuan.

Song Ming squinted slightly, the finals of this group of first-year students were coming to an end.

Only the last game of Zhong Ruifeng vs Shi Yun is missing.

The current situation is that Bai Jie ranks first with 8 wins and 1 loss, and the only one she lost to Zhong Ruifeng, because Zhong Ruifeng was stunned by her once, so she secretly prepared an extremely hidden spiritual weapon and successfully deceived the referee, of course, maybe it wasn't a lie, you know......

Zhong Ruifeng ranked second with 7 wins and 1 loss, and the surprise was that he actually lost a game, in fact, this was not unexpected, because the spiritual weapon used to shield Bai Jie's love was secretly installed in the previous game, which also caused him to lose due to distraction.

It doesn't matter, as long as Zhong Ruifeng defeats Shi Yun, the weakest of the ten, in the last game, he can get the same result as Bai Jie, and thus win the championship with a direct victory over Bai Jie.

Night has fallen.

In the sky around the square, hundreds of shadowless oil lamps were lit at the same time, reflecting the entire venue extremely brightly, bright but without the slightest dazzling.

The final battle of the first-grade group finals, Shi Yun vs Zhong Ruifeng, is about to begin.

It's a championship game.

Unfortunately, there is no suspense.

Jia Renwu, who had a white face, cast an expectant glance at Shi Yun, revealing a rare nervousness in his eyes.

Song Ming cheered Shi Yun on the side:

"Life and death are downplayed, if you don't accept it, you will do it!"

"I want to sing. ”

Shi Yun's face was solemn, and a slight sweat oozed from his forehead.

In fact, he has only seen this Zhang Ruifeng a few times, and he is not too familiar, what is more conspicuous and more eye-catching than it is that the man who took away his girlfriend who was watching the game outside the venue, the champion of the second-grade group, and Zhang Ruifeng's own brother-

Zhang Beiming.

When the rival in love met, his eyes were very red, but what broke his heart more than his rival Zhang Beiming was that the ex-girlfriend who was holding Zhang Beiming's arm was still as beautiful as a flower-

Jiang Shanshan.

Shi Yun's eyes showed a rare gloom, his right hand was holding the Dao Sword tightly, and his feeling at this moment was like a scabbed scar on his body, which had been torn out by life, and blood flew out in an instant.

Accurate.

Very unpleasant.

It's so upset that he doesn't want to sing, but wants to fight!

The game begins.

Zhang Ruifeng, as always, is provocative:

"Fall in love with a wild horse, your head is destined to be a grassland, the so-called Merry Road, the level of Taoism is vulnerable, even the pickled girl is just a vain name, it is better to change it to a road, and it is a man!"

In the audience, the disciples of the Thousand Golden Dao also followed suit.

Shi Yun was extremely angry in his heart, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and he immediately pinched and chanted:

"Wind Flow, Twelve-Style Scythe!"

Before the move was issued, Zhang Ruifeng pinched the trick to follow, and sneered:

"The twelve styles are far from enough--the Thousand Golden Dao, the Ring Road Hundred Sword Technique!"

This is a duel between the wind sickle and the flying sword!

Facing the unbearable gaze of his ex-girlfriend, the cold face of his rival, and the disdainful provocation of his opponent, for Shi Yun, this is a battle that cannot be lost, and he must not lose, and he cannot lose to death!

And then—

He lost.

I almost died.

The robe was torn and stained red, his body was covered with sword wounds, his limbs were pierced by four short swords one by one, and the whole person was nailed to the stone slab and could not move, and the blood stained his body red, flowing down his fingertips into the gaps between the stone slabs.

Shi Yun was transported, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted:

"I haven't lost yet—"

Being conscious and not admitting defeat means that the opponent can continue to attack.

Zhang Ruifeng smiled coldly, waved his hand, and a flying sword fell from the sky, falling straight towards Shi Yun's heart.

Zhang Beiming in the audience showed a disdainful smile; Jiang Shanshan was a little unbearable and deliberately twisted her head away; Jia Renwu frowned, and his face was like frost under his white belt; Qi Yu shook his head in a dashing manner; and Song Dabao opened his mouth wide and shouted for help.

Seeing that the flying sword is about to go straight into Shi Yun, at this critical moment-

Belch...... Nothing happened, and the flying sword pierced Shi Yun's heart with a single sword.

Not everyone is the protagonist!

Even Song Ming didn't react!

Shi Yun passed out like this.

The medical team treated him urgently and immediately sent him to the Medical Pavilion.

Zhong Beiming hugged Jiang Shanshan's waist and smiled slightly, Jiang Shanshan felt a little unbearable in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.

Song Ming looked at Shi Yun, who was vomiting blood, with a firm soft light in his eyes:

"I'm sorry senior brother, the phrase 'life and death are downplayed, and if you don't accept it, you will do it', it doesn't seem to be suitable for everyone, but I will prove that whether it is a woman or an enemy, you have done it before!"

After finishing speaking, a dark cold glint flashed in his eyes:

"Next, it's up to me to put this sentence into practice—"

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Preview: In Chapter 0041, the hero is always the last to appear