In the afternoon, the scorching sun was far away, and the game was coming to an end, but no spectators left the table in advance, but took out the lunch boxes that they had prepared and began to eat, and a few took out the famous Chef Gong instant noodles, and there was free hot water in the gymnasium.

In front of the Internet, many otaku smoked cigarettes quietly, and some people began to analyze the situation.

Wang Pengzheng got off work, and instead of choosing the congested bus, he took a taxi to bypass the congested section of the road and spent many times the usual fare to return home.

Instead of choosing the computer, he turned on the TV, even though he was hungry, took out a pour of Wudang beer from the refrigerator, and sat on the sofa and began to wait.

In the Eagle's Nest Stadium, the audience of 100,000 people replenished their energy, occasionally whispered conversations, and the silence was terrible compared to the empty venue.

"Do you feel that something is not quite right in the atmosphere?" Sun Kong didn't know why.

"The calm before the storm is nothing more. Wu Ye looked around, and then said, "It's going to be the last game soon." ”

Capital Derby!

Everyone invariably remembered this word that had been turned upside down in recent days.

When the needle pointed downward, the long-dormant Eagle's Nest Gymnasium once again came from the long-lost hustle and bustle.

"As the finale of this round, many viewers can't wait. ”

The host stood in the center of the ring, facing 100,000 pairs of eyes, dark and calm.

Suddenly, he pointed to a phalanx with one hand.

"The Tree of Jinghua, Huaxia University!"

The storm is suddenly coming, and the momentum is terrifying!

"Huaxia University!"

"Evergreen Tree!"

Ten thousand people spoke in unison, and the sonic boom pierced!

"And the other side," the host's hand slowly panned to the other side.

"The Flower of Jinghua, Jingshi University!"

Not to be outdone, the sound is shocking!

"Flowers bloom in China!"

"Kyoshi University!"

The host withdrew his hand, waited until the scene was quiet again, and continued: "These two colleges, I guess I don't need to introduce them again."

No one answered.

"Welcome to the last event of the second round of the Apocalypse Tournament, Huaxia University vs. Beijing Normal University!"

After saying that, the host walked out of the ring.

In the Huaxia University phalanx, a person wearing a white Huaxia school uniform, stepped on the front seat, flew up, spread his arms, and after gliding in the air for a distance, he fell into the ring.

"Wuying-level, originally with the wind. ”

Beijing Normal University, the two black ponytails tied behind him with red ropes, his face was calm, and the school uniform was a light blue Hanfu, one jumped up, and in an instant it had swept to the stage.

"Wu Ying, Yun Xiang. ”

When Yun Xiang's pretty figure stood on the stage, the audience suddenly changed.

"Yunxiang Goddess, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

"The goddess will win!

"As soon as the clouds come out, there are countless auspicious clouds!"

The scene was grand, the big red banner was suddenly hung up, and countless male compatriots shouted frantically!

And Wang Pengzheng, who was sitting in front of the TV, had already flattened the beer can in his hand.

"It's so powerful, the goddess of cloud appeared as soon as she came up!"

The audience's momentum stunned the southern public, which is comparable to a superstar.

"How do you feel that this Yuan Suifeng is also dead if he wins, and he dies if he loses," Sun Kong muttered dumbfounded.

Wu Fan and Zhong Haoping both nodded in agreement, just the majority of male compatriots can drown Yuan Suifeng with a mouthful of foam.

It took several minutes for the audience to fall silent again, with everyone's eyes wide open and staring at the center of the ring, and most of the spectators farther away were equipped with binoculars, and those who didn't had to look at the big screen above the ring.

"Originally with the wind, majoring in the Wudang School, the clouds and flying sleeves, the sleeves are good at dancing, the flying ashes are annihilated between the waves, the light skills are superb, the fighting style is elegant, erratic, and difficult to fathom. ”

The host focused on the much-anticipated finale.

"Yun Xiang, a native of Huangquan's former residence, has eight years of post-soil skills, is good at palming, calmly attacking and defending between one move and one style, calm and calm, steady and steady fighting style, and occasionally whimsical, which is difficult to guard. ”

Needless to say, even if the first-generation grandmaster Zhang Jiu was defeated by Li Linxin, he still stood among the top sects with his unfathomable heritage, which was unshakable.

As for the former residence of Huangquan, it is a secret door from the south, although the reputation is not as good as the famous sect, but there are many secret martial arts, and the moves are weird, which is very accessible.

Just as Wu Fan was thinking, the two people in the ring had already started a fight.

With a wave of the original long sleeves with the wind, the peerless mastery of the flowing cloud flying sleeves shot directly, the air was disordered, and the air blade that was difficult to see with the naked eye flew out.

I don't see that Yun wants to defend himself, and only one tail of the two jet-black ponytails is left to make people nostalgic, but people have been deceived and approached.

"So fast!" At this time, Sun Kong found that his eyes couldn't keep up with the movements of the two of them.

One move missed, and he flew away directly, Yuan Suiyun didn't want to be in close contact with Yun Xiang, so he moved a few steps under his feet, and waved his sleeves again and again.

Strands of jet-black hair floated in the air, and a blade of air passed past her face, cutting off a strand of her black hair.

Yun Xiang stomped on the ground like a cannonball, and catapulted it again, and his palms shone with a glowing glow, and the earthy yellow light flickered.

"Humph!"

Yuan snorted with the wind, turned sideways slightly, and let the opponent's palms flutter into the air, and then pulled out his left sleeve with his backhand, and the air blade was sharp, flashing with an invisible cold light.

Click!

A piercing sound like glass rubbing sounded, and Yuan Suifeng keenly captured a burst of fragrant scent.

Yun Xiang, who was close in front of him, had already circled around his back at some point, and his palms were tightly pressed against his back!

A drop of sweat fell from Yuan Suifeng's forehead, feeling the stinging power behind him, as long as he made any movement, he was afraid that these palms would spew unimaginable energy.

The thought in his mind turned sharply, and he used his waist with the wind, and he took the initiative to hit his palms with his back.

Without thinking about it, the energy in the body was tumbling, and Yun Xiang's internal force operated according to a special line between his palms.

"Breath of Yellow Springs!"

This is the name of this move, and its effect can penetrate into the enemy's body, disrupt the operation of internal power, and make the opponent's qi divert from the meridians, and eventually the energy in the body is disordered, unable to be conserved, causing self-injury.

Yuan Suifeng didn't know what kind of move Yun Xiang used, but it was definitely not beneficial to him, so he didn't hesitate to sacrifice another martial art!

The internal force was turning, and he was dizzy for a while, and Yuan Suiyun strongly suppressed the discomfort in his body.

"Grafting!"

Unconsciously, Yun Xiang's attack had been moved underground by him, and this intrusive aura disrupted the attack and could not cause any damage to the ground.

However, even if Yuan Suifeng was able to quietly divert Yun Xiang's offensive, he didn't expect Yun Xiang to be extremely cautious.

After the Breath of Yellow Springs, Yun Xiang quickly retreated a few steps and distanced himself from Yuan Suiyun.

Yun Xiang's reaction was beyond his expectations, which made him very disappointed.

"Sure enough, the attack just now didn't hit you at all," Yun Xiang said lightly.

"How did you find out?" asked Yuan Suifeng.

The price of grafting flowers and trees is not small, and now there is still a feeling of discomfort in his body, he can't imagine that the silent transfer was actually noticed by the other party, so that his plan to counterattack failed.

"I didn't notice it at all" Pretty eyes were like a puddle of lake water, without any waves, only listening to Yun Xiang explain lightly: "I just don't like to stand too closely with men." ”

"Okay!" Yuan Suifeng smiled bitterly, it was really better to be a human being than a heavenly one.

"If I could, I really wouldn't want to do anything to beautiful women, especially a popular goddess like you. "It's like chatting, Yuan Suifeng said.

"Hehe!" Yun wanted to spit out two words, but his expression did not change at all, it was neither cold nor hot, it was very bland.

"As you wish. ”

Yun wants to fold his hands.

"What?"

I was puzzled by the wind.

"Huangquan Fu!"

A mouthful of blood spat out from the original windy air.

"When?"

Yun Xiang shook his head and didn't answer.

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