Chapter 405

"Ningyue, it's time. Let's go."

When Chang Xuanxuan steps into ningyue's room, what he sees is that he is sitting on the bed with his sword in his hand. He seems to be resting. Because of his cry, he immediately opens his eyes.

"Is it time? Almost. I'm fine. "

No matter his eyes or voice, there is no hesitation, nor full of confidence, it is more like a kind of indifference that no longer cares about winning or losing.

Zheng!

The dark Xuan ancient sword was put into the scabbard and hung on the side of the belt with the scabbard. As for another green steel fiber sword, this time, ningyue didn't bring it. I'm afraid it won't have its place in the next battle. The strange chopper is always carried behind. It's no less sharp and hard than the dark Xuan ancient sword. It's naturally useful.

Then he straightened the robe and confirmed it. He said with a smile, "let's go. Don't let them wait too long."

At the same time, there was a secret way in his heart.

"Sword spirit, I'm going. I don't want to lose this one! "

Inside the scabbard, the dark Xuan sword trembled slightly, as if responding to what he said in his heart.

In the hall, the other five comrades dressed neatly and had been waiting there. Compared with Ning Yue's indifference, their faces were more or less dignified. After all, this time, we will face the most promising team, the candidate of champion.

"Female warrior team, let's go."

It was not Fang Huanlan, the captain, who gave the order, but mu Yinyin.

Ning Yue stepped on her side and sighed: "after winning this game, can you change the name of a team? No matter how many times I listen, I always feel uncomfortable. "

"I've explained that for a long time. Four to three, you don't have a choice."

Turning to hum, mu Yinyin takes the lead. Look at her appearance, it seems that she is very interested, some can't wait to show their skills on the field.

I'm afraid we can't wait for the start of this battle. On one hand, the Yanhuang team led by Murong Feiyun, who is known as the proud woman of heaven, and on the other hand, the women's martial arts team of Imperial College, which was brilliant in the first two rounds. For the latter, people who don't know about it even think that the captain is actually Ning Yue, and they secretly speculate about how such a feminine team name came from.

This time, the noise is more intense than any previous event. Many people are looking forward to whether there is a team that can force Murong Feiyun to deal with it alone. In the first two rounds, she fought against the whole team with one person's strength, which is an overwhelming advantage.

"This time you control the whole draw, but you get such a result. If some of them know it, will they complain about you?"

On the most special seat, Sima Haiwei looks at Chifeng with a smile.

Red front's face is still hidden under the mask, can't see if he has a look change. As for Sima Haiwei's question, he replied: "if they really want to win the championship, they should be ready for how to face the strongest opponent. If you just take a chance, you will be doomed to failure if you meet early or late. It doesn't make any difference. "

"So in your opinion, what's their winning rate?" Sima Haiwei joked and tossed the three silver coins with his backhand. He quickly flipped them in the air, and when they fell, he grabbed them and held them firmly.

"Why don't we make a bet before the game starts?"

Red Feng shook his head and said: "I don't bet with you. I think you are cheating every time, but I can't find a flaw. If I say yes, I'd rather go beyond their odds, less than 30%. Murong Feiyun alone, I'm afraid all need to do their best to compete. What's more, those who can fight with Murong Feiyun are all elites. "

"Less than 30%? In my opinion, if we would rather use his strength, the chance of victory might be close to 40%. If not, it's not sure whether there is a 10% chance of winning. "

It was nalanfu who opened her mouth. As usual, she was alone in a corner, out of tune with the people sitting beside her.

Hearing the speech, Sima Haiwei nodded and said, "I also think Xiaoyin and ningyue can't win this game. This opponent is too early for their team. However, due to the change of the competition system this time, the winner group lost the last game, but there is still a chance to go back. The premise is that they know how to judge the situation and don't spend too much in this round of battle with great disparity in strength. "

"You should be very clear that the personalities of Xiaoyin and ningyue can't make that choice, including Chang Xuanxuan and Fang Huanlan. They are all excellent young generation, they all have their own pride, they can't do it if they don't go all out to fight. In addition to the strong obsession to win in some people's hearts, this war is not without hope. "

Red front suddenly a smile, overlooking the front of the low forest lake.

"Besides, as you said, that boy is as lucky as you, making the impossible possible."

"When you played me that year, it seemed to be similar to the situation they faced? At that time, the vast majority of people thought that I could not defeat you, which is known as the myth of the Empire. The "rebellion" would end under your sword. But in the end, I won and you gave in. However, it depends not only on luck, but also on strategy and the rational use of every combat power. This is not enough for them now. "

Sima Haiwei shook his head and sighed. Soon his eyes narrowed, because several figures appeared in his sight.

Female warrior team, coming on.

Trees, grass lush, a lake like gemstone mirror inlaid on the earth, sparkling. As a competition field, this scenery seems to be a bit of a disaster.

"Is this the battlefield for this time?"

Rather more quietly a read, the lake breeze blowing in his body, raised his temples long hair. In front, five Qianying have already entered the arena and are naturally Murong Feiyun's team.

However, what surprised him was that the other party was not idle while waiting. Xiaohui, who looked like a maid, was cooking tea just like she did yesterday, and the complete set of tea sets was directly placed on the edge of the lake.

Opposite, Murong Feiyun is also looking at him, a smile seems to be a bit serious. Then, her eyes slowly up, looking to a pavilion in the distance. Here, I can't see the situation in the high-rise room of the pavilion, but she has a hunch that the person should be inside, waiting to watch the duel.

"Sister Fuyan, I should have a chance to show you all my efforts in recent years."

"How could you make tea in the competition? Don't they take us too seriously? What's more, do the rules allow? " The evening Yin Yin raises a hand to point, a face of displeasure.

Fang Huanlan patted her on the head and replied: "this is not stated in the rules. It only lists a lot of things that are not allowed to be brought into the competition, but it doesn't say which ones can be brought in. Since they are willing to bring tea sets, what can we say? "

"Well, when they lose, I'm afraid they won't be able to keep the elegance of this disguise?"

Evening Yin Yin a hum, turn to stare rather more.

"If you dare to lose, you know the consequences!"

Three black lines slid down his forehead, and Ning murmured: "why do you threaten me like this every time? I knew earlier that I should not have promised to be your direct knight. "

At the same time, the tea on the opposite side seems to be cooked. Xiaohui holds the first cup in front of Murong Feiyun. To be precise, this is the second cup. The first one is not drinking, but washing.

After taking the tea, Murong Feiyun didn't drink it for the first time, but winked at Xiaohui. Then, with a reluctant face, Xiao Hui poured five cups of green tea into the tray and walked slowly to ningyue.

"A little bit of our Miss's heart, take your time to taste it."

"Thank you very much."

Rather more light a smile, took the lead to carry up a cup, far toward Murong Feiyun toast signal.

"What does that mean?"

Behind him, mu Yinyin, Ji Qianyou and Chang Xuanxuan all have no solution on their faces. Fang Huanlan just hesitates a little and then takes up the tea cup.

"Even if she is an opponent, she needs to be respected. Since she gives her respect, we can't make sense of it if we don't accept it."

As she said so, the remaining three also took the tea one after another. There is no need to worry about the problem in the tea. Murong Feiyun is drinking it herself. Moreover, with her strength, there is no need to use such tricks. What's more, this scene is clearly presented in full view of the public.

On the pavilion in the distance, Sima Haiwei, who saw this scene, smacked his lips and said with a smile: "before the war, the Murong family's etiquette is only used to the most respected opponent. It seems that Murong Feiyun really regards ningyue as a strong enemy. "

Chifeng snorted softly and said: "just because of that, she will exert all her strength. The better she is with Xiaoyin, the more uncertain their chances of winning. Or this is her warning to every member of her team. This time, the opponent is extraordinary. "

When Xiaohui returns to Murong Feiyun after collecting the empty tea cup, there is an extra figure between the two teams. It's also Jishou's costume, but it's different. For his appearance, Ning Yue was surprised in his heart.

This one, unexpectedly is Ji Shou commander-in-chief Cheng Qianshan to be the referee personally?

"You're all ready, aren't you? In the third round, Imperial College Women's martial arts team, against Yanhuang team, start

With Cheng Qianshan's exclamation, the audience who saw this scene in the main venue was completely boiling, but soon they stopped with another sigh. Because, no matter which team, did not come out.

It seems that he is still on guard against the other side and does not dare to attack rashly.

Different from each member of the nvwushen team, the other four girls in Yanhuang team focused on Murong Feiyun instead of the opponent in front. They are all from Murong's affiliated family. They will not question Murong Feiyun's orders. They are dominated by her in the competition.

Orange red dress gently swaying in the wind, like a flame burning. Murong Feiyun slowly raised her left hand. In the palm of her hand, a gorgeous and changeable flame kept rolling, and finally condensed into a bird shape.

"Since you don't do it, I'll do the first move."

The wings trembled, the flaming birds swept away. On the straight track, terror and madness filled the air, not to mention the target.

Zheng - the gun whistling, an arc of cold light obliquely cut into the void, to meet Fang Huanlan, a gun fell, Firebird scattered, the remaining hot moment was destroyed by the quivering wind of the gun tip“ Nan Yan Murong is very famous. Now that I can meet you today, let Fang Huanlan, the righteous granddaughter of Marshal Bei, come and see what you are capable of