Chapter 414

"What's the origin of Feng Yan?"

Under the stage, Ning Yue comes to Chang Xuanxuan. The intelligence they can get only focuses on the strength of each member of each team and the combat means they are good at, and there is no mention of their background and life experience.

Chang Xuanxuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "after the general, his father died in the war six years ago. He was killed by Ouyang Fei's father. It's true that there is no hatred. At that time, the two men of the previous generation stood under Sima Tiansong and His Majesty's command respectively. They fought in the battlefield, and the horse's body was not destiny. Later, Sima Tiansong was defeated in the war, and many of his generals chose to surrender. As long as they didn't have evil intentions, they would let bygones be bygones. "

Shaking his head and sighing, Ning Yue said: "but even if death in battle is the fate of the general, there is no hatred. However, it seems that it is also impossible to accept the son of a man who killed his father as a companion, right? However, it was Feng Yan's choice after all. Why did Fang Huanlan react so much? "

Chang Xuanxuan sighed: "Fang Huanlan grew up with Marshal Bei. He has been influenced by some old and stubborn ideas for a long time. Moreover, the Feng family and the Lu family, who was born to Fang Huanlan, have some friendship. If Feng Yan's father had not been transferred from the northern frontier, he would have become the adopted son of Marshal Bei. Of course, in that case, Feng Yan will inherit the surname of Marshal Bei just like Fang Huanlan. In fact, I still agree with Feng Yan. Why should the old generation's gratitude and resentment be brought back to him? "

"Some bigots? What would marshal Bei think if he heard you say that? "

"Don't worry, he's used to it. Although Marshal Bei is stubborn, he is very kind in many small things. "

"Ah?"

On the field, Feng Yan's strange stick was dragged on the floor, making a little fire. He gazed at Fang Huanlan, who was ready to go. His eyes were slightly complicated.

Fang Huanlan didn't have such scruples and hesitation. At the moment when the referee made the announcement, he jumped out with his gun, swung his arms as a knife, and slashed a cold light. That momentum is powerful, not like a woman can have.

"Sure enough, your moves are very similar to marshal Bei. But if we blindly imitate him, we will gradually lose our own nature. "

Feng Yanyi sighed. He picked up the long stick with one hand and swept it. It was also a powerful blow. The sound of breaking through the air was very sharp.

Dang!

The gun hit the stick. In a flash, Fang Huanlan changed his move. The long gun trembled and sank. On the front half of the long gun, the wind whirled. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he wrapped Feng Yan's feet heavily.

"You don't need to say much. Although I'm looking forward to marshal Bei, I can't imitate him blindly!"

Boom boom!

In a flash, the force of the strong wind dispersed two times, one sinking bombarded the earth, the other rising shocked Feng Yan. The strong horizontal rolling air made the floor sink violently. At the same time, it rolled Feng Yan's body and threw it into the air.

On the tip of the gun, the edge of the gun is shining in the sky, and a touch of deep cold is shining.

Ding!

The bullet hit Feng Yan in the chest. Under the attack of the evil spirit, the void breaks up and ripples layer upon layer. In the blink of an eye, you can't help taking a breath of cold air. Is there any reason to live under such an attack?

But Feng Yan didn't matter. As soon as he pulled out the long stick and split it into two pieces again, he stirred the left stick and stopped Fang Huanlan's long spear. He resolved the fierce attack to less than an inch in front of his chest without any injury.

He shook his head and sighed. He hit Fang Huanlan's long gun with his right stick and jumped back to the ground again. He said: "in order to test my strength now, I don't need to kill you, do I? According to the rules of the rookie Darby, once he kills his opponent on the field, the whole team will be judged negative on the spot, and the murderer will lose the qualification to continue to play, and will be sent to prison according to the imperial law. For others, this shot would be fatal. "

Fang Huanlan tilted his long gun behind him and hummed coldly: "if you can't even take this gun down, I can only mistake you completely. It's only this strength that we don't hesitate to join hands with Ouyang Fei. "

Feng Yan stitched a pair of short sticks together again and said, "you and I have known each other for many years. It's not necessary to say hello or to try, is it? It's a loser's game, our goal is the same, to get back to the winner. So don't keep it any more. Just show your strength. "

"We were all defeated by Murong Feiyun, but at least we forced her to attack the whole team. But you are five people lost to her one person. The gap in strength is obvious. Do you still think you have a chance to go back after meeting us? I'll make good use of it for you. "

With a sneer, Fang Huanlan shot out again, and dozens of virtual shadows ran through the sky.

"Shame before snow? No, I didn't think about it. Murong Feiyun's strength is obvious to all of us. She has no chance of winning. What we want to get back is just a lost chance, a chance to go back to the winner group and show our talents again. There's only one Murong Feiyun who can't win. The other opponents don't pay attention at all. "

Ping!

The tip of the gun on the top of the long stick pierced and fell into many empty shadows. At this moment, Fang Huanlan's spear suddenly stopped, the shadow withered, leaving only the spear body.

What's more, her spear was shaking, and she was slowly retreating, and the whole person was also slowly retreating.

"Compared with you, our advantage is that we met Murong Feiyun in the second game, and you were in the last game, just yesterday. Presumably, yesterday's consumption and injury, there is no time to recover, right? Ouyang Fei has already thought about it. You should put the two men who never played in the first place to ensure the victory in the beginning. We should send people to intercept them. Even if they are defeated, the remaining three battles will be fought against your tired division with great victory rate. "

At the end of the speech, Feng Yan held the stick on his right palm and five fingers. With a touch of earthy yellow and thick streamer, he instantly melted into the stick, swept and shocked, and penetrated into the opponent's long gun.

Bang!

Rout and retreat, Fang Huanlan can not help but hum a pain, right sleeve in a line of blood slide. Hasty pace, until the edge of the arena position just barely stop. Only two moves, she has begun to gasp.

Feng Yan is right. She doesn't have time to recover at all. Now she has only 60% of her strength at the peak. Before meeting the trick is not a trial, but a desperate game, hoping to win or lose a move.

However, after all, it underestimated the strength of the opponent.

Looking at her like this, Feng Yan shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that you have reached such a point that you are vulnerable. Look at the friendship in the past, go down on your own, and look better on your face. "

"In the face of Murong Feiyun, I will not choose to give up. What's more, you are the opponent this time! "

With a roar, Fang Huanlan started to jump up, swing his gun with both arms, and chop down with all his strength. The huge and majestic virtual shadow loomed in the air and roared.

This blow, do your best.

Yue Chayuan!

With a twist of the long stick in his hand, Feng Yan lowered his head and stopped looking. But under his hand, the cohesion of power also reached the most powerful range, wantonly roaring out.

Dang——

The deafening crash roared into the sky, and the almost substantial ripples rippled in the void and spread to the audience. Thousands of people could not help raising their hands to cover their ears, and their faces were filled with pain.

The ground is shaking, the floor of the challenge arena is cracking one by one, and countless stone chips are splashing around.

However, Feng Yan, who was directly under the impact, finally stood firm. His arms were like pillars supporting the long stick.

Above him, Fang Huanlan, who was shot down in the air, trembled like a twitch, his hands relaxed, and the whole person fell down. When he fell on the cracked floor, his usual long gun also fell and jingled. It seems that he is crying for his master.

With a long breath, Feng Yan finally lowered his hands, holding the long stick between his fingers, a line of blood slowly fell.

"You are better than me, but today, you can't beat me. As for whose choice is right, after a long time, there will be results. "

After that, he turned and walked down the stage.

At the same time, the referee announced the result.

"In the third battle, Feng Yansheng, a thousand aircrafts!"

After being taken back to the stage by her companion, Fang Huanlan, who did not fall asleep, appeared a wry smile and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can only stop here."

"Have a good rest. I'm still here."

Ning Yue patted her on the shoulder with a smile, then resolutely turned around and stepped on the challenge arena.

The penultimate is his.

And he has seven points in his mind about who the opponent is.

The third game is the top priority. Naturally, a strong member will be sent out, but it will not be the strongest. However, the strongest player in a team will never choose to play last in this competition system, which will put too many opportunities on his peers. Maybe even, he has a strong strength, but no place to show.

Therefore, the first person to fight in the fourth battle of the thousand fleet can only be Ouyang Fei.

It was because of this that Ning Yue chose his own appearance. Although, according to the best strategy, we should avoid the other side's main general. However, he did not allow himself to do that.

If, even a Murong Feiyun's subordinates can't win, what qualifications do you have to challenge that genius again.

Holding a straight knife with sheath, a young man of medium build slowly enters the arena. His temperament is very common. If he is put in Imperial College, he will be forgotten immediately after a glance.

But the more Ning understood that this was the opponent he wanted, Ouyang Fei.

"Look at your eyes, it seems to have guessed that this game will be against me?"

Ouyang Fei light said, with the initial ningyue, a face of calm.

Ning Yue said with a smile, "that's good. As a person killed in the Imperial College trials, I naturally hope to compete with you, an elite who can be directly sent to the new elite contest. Let's see how much we are short of. Or, in fact, I'm still above you. "

"In fact, there is only one last sentence you want to say, right? Then come on. Anyway, it's doomed. Except for Murong Feiyun, I don't think I will lose to others. The reason why he appeared in the loser group was that he had bad luck and ran into the invincible genius too early. But you, who were also defeated by Murong Feiyun, met me again in the loser group, and you were even more unlucky. "

With a cold grin, Ouyang Fei flicked his thumb with his left hand, and the blade in the scabbard showed a bit of Senran“ Winning or losing is not decided by luck. But you have a saying that I agree with you very much. The outcome of this game has long been doomed. It won't be you, it will be me. " Ning Yue is also a smile, slowly pulled out the waist of the sword, rusty dark Xuan ancient sword. Game four, war.