Lu Qin, who was kicked over, lay on the ring, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the sky without moving. The screams had stopped, but when he looked at it, he felt like he was dying with his eyes open.
There was also a silence around, and everyone was shocked, especially those who had reached the Lu family's sword technique, who looked unbelievable. They couldn't understand why Lu Qin still lost when he used Danyang sword energy and lost so quickly.
Even the referee did not move. It was not until Chen Xuejian asked that he came to his senses and announced loudly: "Player No. 244, Chen Xuejian won!"
After this shout, the surroundings suddenly became boiling.
"Baoshi, the disciples of the Lu family are also wastes. I thought that even if I didn't win, at least I could make the other party win a miserable victory. In the end, it was like this... I didn't have a stick of incense!"
"Haha, it's interesting. I don't know if the Lu family has the face to say that their sword energy is the best in the north. They actually lost to an unknown man, and the bullshit Northland is the best!"
"Does this guy really have seven points of talent in B? Could it be made up on purpose? It's just to create momentum, so that he feels that his Lu family has genius and can rise up again."
"It's also a swordsmanship, and he is really far behind Ning Buchen, the white-clothed swordsman of the Ning family!"
“…”
Although there are more people in Hei Chen Xuejian, there are also people in Hei Lu family. Especially after Lu Qin was defeated in this way, the envy of the past instantly turned into the most vicious verbal attack, killing Lu Qin lying on the ring like a storm.
In the early years, the two most outstanding sword cultivators of the younger generation in the North were Lu Qin, and the other was Ning Buchen, who was known as the white-clothed sword master.
The higher the talent level, the bigger the gap. Although the seventh point in B and eighth point in A are only one point away, it is the difference between heaven and earth.
Now Ning Buchen has reached the stage of transformation of the gods, and people call him the White-clothed Sword Master, but he is still churning in places like Qinglan Academy.
Now Ning Buchen is about to be recruited by the Northern King as the Prince of the Northern King, but he still wants to fight with others for this honor, and even lose and be ridiculed.
All this is because of the person opposite him, he is all...
Lu Qin, who was arrogant and arrogant, was attacked by the surrounding tongue, spear, and his heart was soaring into the sky and suddenly became a mad demon.
"ah!"
A wild roar was like a beast coming out of the cage and pursing at Chen Xuejian who was already facing his back to his side and ready to leave. At this moment, it was no longer a battle, but a desperate fight.
"No!"
The referee shouted, wanting to stop it, but how could he stop it?
If you look like this, something big will happen... Everyone thought to themselves.
However, this kind of attack was more domineering in the battle simulation of the Northern Lights, but it was full of flaws. Chen Xuejian was calm and turned sideways and kicked him in the chest.
"ah!"
With a cry of pain, the extraordinary young master of the Lu family came and went quickly, as if a kite had fallen on the other end of the ring.
"This identity, this speed..."
Someone was frightened and suddenly realized that after so many battles, no opponent had touched Chen Xuejian at all.
A player who reached the semi-finals is intact until now... no other person seems to be able to do it.
Ignoring the noise behind him, Chen Xuejian silently returned to the rest venue. Today's preparation venue has been made for a new arrangement, and each of the quarter-finals has his own lounge.
Several servants from the Lu family stood in front of Lu Qin's lounge and glared at him, but none of them dared to show off.
Back in his lounge, Chen Xuejian sat cross-legged, meditated and adjusted his breathing, and continued to play back everything in the battle in the past few days through combat simulation.
Although the Northern Lights are there, he can clearly analyze every place in the battle, but he cannot be foolproof when fighting.
In other words, his current battle is very dependent on the Northern Lights, but he does not want to rely on it forever. Maybe one day, the Northern Lights will be restricted by some reason, or one day, the Northern Lights will go on strike again, which means that he will become a fool.
Why can you avoid lightning and lightning when moving your footwork...
How to calculate the weakness of the opponent's attack...
How does footwork and attack work together to achieve a single attack?
...
The Northern Lights are computers, and everything they operate is digitized. Dataization means having rules. Understanding the rules can improve your own combat ability.
With the combat simulation function, he can constantly replay and pay attention to every point, accurately reaching a slight gap.
Although the time was short, he could clearly feel that his understanding of combat was rapidly improving.
The semi-finals started in the afternoon, and two arenas inevitably became the focus of all attention. At the moment before the start of the game, Liu Wenhao touched in and gave him a piece of clothing, with three big words embroidered behind him: Bao Zhilin.
For various reasons, Chen Xuejian's ring is far more spectators than another ring.
I thought it would be a fierce battle, but unexpectedly, the opponent in this game was not as strong as Lu Qin, and was even less powerful than the Lei Mingyuan player who used the thunder trap.
Chen Xuejian, who could already use the combat simulation function better, did not take much time, so he slashed his opponent off the ring with one sword.
The clean and neat victory made his voice soar, and the three words Baozhilin also became one of the focus of all attention.
The final will begin the next day, and Chen Xuejian returns to his residence. The joy of victory will not calm him down, but will become more restless.
There was no news about Yan Qianning for a long time, which made him unable to rest and could not sleep on both sides, so he went to the Northern Palace alone.
The outside of the Northern Palace was very cautious, and Ning Buchen's arrival was even more strictly treated.
It is definitely impossible to get in. Chen Xuejian looked outside for a long time and suddenly had a plan.
He still remembered the location of Yan Qianning's boudoir and the orientation of the windows. After calculating in his mind, he chose a place to let the Northern Lights refine fireworks.
After igniting, the gorgeous light illuminated half of the sky, making him feel like he had returned to that night.
He believed that Yan Qianning could see the fireworks, and that Yan Qianning could feel his mood, but he didn't know if he could come out.
Sitting on the hillside, waiting quietly, waiting for a long time, until all the fireworks were set off, Yan Qianning did not appear.
Chen Xuejian felt that his heart was pinched by something, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The facts have proved that the Northern King had strongly intervened in the matter between him and Yan Qianning.
what to do……
Can your own plan be accomplished?
After thinking a lot in his mind, Chen Xuejian finally got up and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out like a ghost and instantly arrived in front of him.
Chen Xuejian was frightened and drew his sword. After seeing the person clearly, he was immediately happy: "Uncle Ling Feng!"
The one who came was Uncle Ling Feng, who protected Yan Qianning at any time.
Looking at Chen Xuejian, Uncle Ling Feng sighed: "Some things, as a bystander, I don't know how to say... This is what His Highness asked me to send."
As soon as the true energy was vomited, a letter floated in the air.
Chen Xuejian pinched the letter and opened it. His hands began to tremble inexplicably, and his heart was extremely nervous.
The letter is very short, with only one sentence: I will not compromise!
Chapter completed!