Li Xiaofeng's eyes were stunned, and the action of opening the door stopped abruptly.
"Why, it's not my sister, are you surprised?" Feng Shuying stretched out her hand, helped Li Xiaofeng open the door completely, and then came in uninvited.
"Miss Feng, are you okay?"
The guests sat on the sofa, but the temporary host stood at the door, not showing any hospitality at all.
Feng Shuying's beautiful face was calm and composed, and the smile in her eyes was a little more playful. She joked: "Why, I can't come to you if nothing happens. You are a top eight player, and there is a one-eighth chance that you will."
My future husband."
There was a slight pause in the words, and a smile spread on the face of the beautiful lady. She pointed to the sofa opposite and called out in a crisp voice: "Xiao Feng, sit here, let's have a chat and deepen each other's understanding, okay?"
"I'm sorry, I don't think there can be a relationship between us."
Li Xiaofeng still stood at the door, using his signature smile to deal with Feng Shuying's **, and in turn teased: "Miss Feng, it's getting late. If there's nothing else, please go take care of the other seven-eighths. I
I want to rest."
"Oh, forget it, I won't joke with you anymore."
Feng Shuying was like a weeping willow in the wind. She stretched her waist casually, then suddenly looked serious and said in a serious voice: "I come to you with only one request, you must win the next game!"
"Why?" Li Xiaofeng finally closed the door and stood opposite the wise beauty.
"Because if you weren't the last one to stand on the ring, Wanyu and I would be very disappointed." The content of the words was very sexy, but the cold tone was not blurry at all.
"You want me to defeat everyone and destroy your mother's marriage plan." Li Xiaofeng hit the nail on the head and made the point.
"Smart, if you do me this big favor, I will definitely return the favor to you in the future."
The smile spread across Feng Shuying's face again, but it was no longer full of passion, but joyful and relaxed. It was simple for smart people to talk to smart people.
The favor of the eldest lady of the Feng family is by no means a trivial matter, but Li Xiaofeng remained unmoved, with a touch of self-mockery on his lips, "Miss Feng, you have chosen the wrong person. Although I am not afraid of trouble, I don't want to be an enemy of the world.
"
Li Xiaofeng's refusal was firm and forceful, and Feng Shuying seemed to have expected it. She smiled calmly and said: "You will definitely agree, because the marriage is between the princess and the Feng family's daughter. There is only one princess, but there are two Feng family daughters."
Before Li Xiaofeng's expression changed, Feng Shuying had already stood up gracefully and added more obviously: "The person who is married off is just like a commodity, and it may not be me."
"Are you Xiao Liuli's biological sister? Can you think of such an idea?" Li Xiaofeng's brows beat violently, and although his momentum surged, he had already given up in defeat.
"You forced me to do this. Don't think I'm trying to scare you. My mother was not much older than Xiao Liuli when we got married."
Feng Shuying walked out, her steps were neat but elegant. When she reached the door, she skillfully gave Li Xiaofeng a step down.
"Li Xiaofeng, do you think my mother will easily admit your relationship with Xiao Liuli? In fact, this is also an opportunity for you. If you win the game, Xiao Liuli will be yours and no one can regret it."
Before she finished speaking, Feng Shuying had already walked out of Li Xiaofeng's sight. She didn't need the other party's response at all, because there would only be one outcome.
Li Xiaofeng could only agree, unless he wanted to become an enemy of the Feng family; with Xiao Liuli's presence, how could he easily become an enemy of the Feng family!
On the third night, the decisive battle among the top eight in Songwang Pavilion kicked off.
Just like the rankings of major societies, among the remaining eight people, there are two each from Shengtiantang and Yitongtang. Although Zhu Zhang and Liu Ming encountered elites from the enemy in the first two rounds, they relied on their strong strength.
They stepped over their opponents' bodies very calmly.
San Caitang's strength fell sharply, but Tang Qing had a small upset against the president of Chunqiu Hall in the last round and became the fifth person in the top eight.
As expected, Xiao Zupeng and Yuan Bei occupied two spots. From the very beginning, their eyes never stopped fighting.
Needless to say, the last contestant is Li Xiaofeng, who has the least credibility.
Tonight, the competition hall was solemn. Although the number of people was sparse, the space was extremely dull, as if suffocating, and everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The cute turntable appeared as always, and among the blank stares, Li Xiaofeng's name appeared first without any surprise.
Song Wanyu's plump red lips curved into a beautiful arc, as if this was really God's will. She said with surprise: "Li Xiaofeng, what a coincidence, please be ready to go on stage."
The princess was rejoicing, but the other players were secretly gritting their teeth. Their thoughts changed and they subconsciously looked at Yuan Bei. If nothing else happened, Li Xiaofeng's opponent must be an alliance to cheat.
"Shameless!"
Xiao Zupeng's anger was the most ferocious. He couldn't help but curse, and then he closed his mouth with force.
Although he hated Li Xiaofeng's shameless behavior, cursing openly would offend Song Wangcheng. When he came this time, he shouldered the strong expectations of the Xiao family and the King of Qing. He was determined to win, so how could he do such a stupid thing.
Yuan Bei also thought that he would be Li Xiaofeng's opponent. He had already planned it. He was in a leisurely mood and accurately captured the whispers and curses of his old enemy.
"President Xiao, who are you scolding?"
"President Yuan, your ears are just like your mind. You think too much."
While the two were arguing, Li Xiaofeng's opponent had been picked out by the turntable, and an "accident" happened. It was not Yuan Bei who came on stage, but Liu Ming from Yitongtang.
How could it be Liu Ming? Did the carousel make a mistake, or had the princess been wronged before?
After a moment of astonishment, Tang Qing and others looked excited, and Xiao Zupeng even clenched his fists, cheering for his opponent Liu Ming for the first time in his life.
On the viewing platform, Song Wanyu smiled sweetly, Feng Shuying was calm and leisurely, and Xiao Liuli's originally depressed face was filled with confusion. The little girl subconsciously twisted her neck and glanced at Sister Hei Xin with questioning eyes.
On the ring, Li Xiaofeng's face was as dark as water. Today, his aura changed drastically, as if a javelin had been inserted into the ring.
Liu Ming walked slowly onto the stage. In the eyes of everyone, he was a "lucky man", but there was no joy on his face, nor was he as calm as before.
Every time he took a step up the steps, a ripple would flash between his eyebrows. After he completely stepped onto the stage, the confusion in his eyes had completely disappeared, leaving only uncontrollable shock and an undetectable electric light.
The first moment he stepped onto the steps, he felt the aura emanating from Li Xiaofeng. The steps were like a dividing line. Outside the dividing line, Li Xiaofeng was a weak man who was raped by others at will; inside the dividing line, he was raped by others at will.
Strong.
"Classmate Li Xiaofeng, it turns out that Tie Yong's defeat at your hands was not unjust at all. You are even more extraordinary than I thought."
Liu Ming took a tentative step and raised the soles of his feet, but it took more than ten seconds for him to fall down.
In those ten seconds, the two people's energy changed like lightning and collided thousands of times.
"President Liu, Tie Yong is a man, a true warrior, and I admire him." Li Xiaofeng also took a step forward, a step that was leisurely and at a constant speed.
"Bang!"
In the middle of the arena, a cloud of smoke suddenly exploded, and the twisted air waves took shape, violently surging in all directions.
It was only at this moment that the defeated contestants watching from a distance realized that the battle on the stage had already begun, and their eyes widened rapidly.
Li Xiaofeng can actually be on par with Liu Ming, is he so strong?!
Ah, is this a battle between souls? That is an attack method that only masters at the level of great swordsmen can perform. Could it be that Li Xiaofeng is already a great swordsman?
Not only the ordinary members were shocked, but also the presidents of several major societies were in a new trend. No one dared to regard Li Xiaofeng as a waste anymore. Their eyes involuntarily glanced at the ring again, and they had new doubts about the relationship between Li Xiaofeng and the princess.
A satisfied smile flashed across Princess He Feng Shuying's cheeks, while Xiao Liuli bit her lip, pouted, and stared at her elder brother with the strongest eyes to express her dissatisfaction.
On the ring, the two opponents no longer moved, but looked like two clay and wood sculptures. Even the corners of their clothes remained motionless.
The person is not moving, the air is moving, and the sound of explosions in the void space is continuous.
The arena cast by powerful spells was put to the test for the first time, and the colors of the protective barrier kept changing.
A minute passed, and the two men still did not move, and the ring was not damaged, but in the audience's mind, the ring always had an illusion of being crumbling.
Li Xiaofeng is really strong. He has fought with Liu Ming for so long. Liu Ming will not show mercy. In the minds of the Yuexin Lake students, he is a legendary figure who is out of reach.
On the ring, Liu Ming was full of murderous intent, but he knew he was suffering in his heart.
Not only did he show no mercy, but he was struggling to support himself; his original intention was to defeat his opponent quickly and with the minimum cost and in the most efficient way, but after the first round of the battle between the two spirits, he already regretted it, and regretted it.
It's too late.
Li Xiaofeng's murderous spirit and fighting spirit were definitely the first he had ever seen in his life. Even his eldest brother Liu Ting, who was a super martial arts fanatic, was a little inferior. No wonder when his eldest brother saw the video of Li Xiaofeng's competition, he uttered words vowing to fight. It turned out to be the eldest brother's.
A pure heart senses something special.
"Well!"
A dull pain in his chest interrupted Liu Ming's thoughts. He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, all the way to the outside of the ring.
"I lost."
The vice-president of Yitongtang who landed on the ground took another three steps back. After trying to stand firm, he saluted to the viewing platform and then turned around and left. His back was bleak, his steps were heavy, and he lost the calmness and calmness of the past.
"Okay, Brother Li, well done!"
Yuan Bei was the first to applaud and cheer. Some people in the audience hesitated for a moment and then clapped their hands.
This is an era where martial arts are respected. The truly strong will always be respected, and the super strong will be even more admired. This battle is not worth mentioning in Li Xiaofeng’s life, but in the hearts of the audience, he is the one who fought
Become famous.
Amidst the boos, the turntable continued to work. Tang Qing's opponent was the director of Shengtang Tiantang. Although he was also a famous student in Yuexin Lake, at this moment, he was undoubtedly a high-ranking official.
The battle in the second game was also exciting, but there were no surprises.
Although Sancaitang was in decline, a lean camel was bigger than a horse. Tang Qing also showed off his long-lasting skills, fighting spirit with his left hand and surgical technique with his right. After fighting for a few minutes, he used a beautiful move to defeat his opponent.
The arena was broken.
Applause rang out again, and the first one to applaud was Zhu Zhang. The defeated Shengtang master also had a happy face, and the relationship between Shengtang and Sancaitang was obvious.
In the third game, Zhu Zhang also got a good draw, and his opponent was the first officer of Yitongtang.
The moment the result appeared, another wave was set off in the competition hall. Everyone's breathing became a little more solemn, and their eyes full of expectation kept flashing.
The heightened enthusiasm was not because of the third game, but because of the life-and-death battle between the last two remaining players - Yuan Bei and Xiao Zupeng, a pair of ancient enemies.
Zhu Zhang seemed to have the same idea. In less than a minute, he broke his opponent's sword.
The much-anticipated moment has arrived.
"clang--"
The bell is still ringing, and the two figures have already collided violently. The fight between Heishui Hall and Baishan Hall has never been a friendly match. There is no need for the two sides to test each other. From the beginning, they are deadly.
Most of the children of the aristocracy are dual cultivators of two disciplines. As a noble among the aristocrats, Xiao Zupeng is not only a high-level swordsman, but also his magic skills are about to break through the realm of the Dharma Master.
Li Xiaofeng stood behind the crowd and couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling worried for Yuan Bei.
Yuan Bei swung his sword and shattered the opponent's fire spells. Li Xiaofeng's worries were unnecessary. The fighting spirit on his sword was definitely not inferior to Xiao Zupeng's. The protective spell barrier also shone with the light of a great magician.
.
This was an evenly matched decisive battle. After a violent collision at the beginning, the two fell into a stalemate.
When two strong men meet, the brave one wins. After dozens of back and forths, Yuan Bei was the first to roar.
At this moment, Yuan Bei was as powerful as a tiger, but Xiao Zupeng, who was usually violent, was inferior. Facing Yuan Bei's fatal attack, he couldn't help but dodge.
At that moment, the balance of the battle was broken.
Yuan Bei seized the opportunity, and his momentum miraculously surged again. The sword glow was like the Yangtze River, and the murderous intent was continuous. Xiao Zupeng had to retreat continuously. Although he gritted his teeth, he still could not restore the decline.
The battle between masters is all about winning that little bit of advantage.
Finally, Yuan Bei forced Xiao Zupeng into a blind corner, roared with murderous intent, and pierced the crack in Xiao Zupeng's protective barrier with his strongest sword.
At the moment of life and death, Xiao Zupeng's body suddenly disappeared out of thin air and appeared ten meters away in an instant.
Space transfer is the top technique and one of the most practiced techniques, but this did not help Xiao Zupeng get out of trouble.
The void space flashed with twisted ripples, Yuan Bei also used space magic, and the sword energy still bit Xiao Zupeng's throat.
The next moment, Xiao Zupeng repeated his old tricks, appearing and disappearing out of thin air, and his illusory figure kept spinning around the ring, just trying to win a tenth of a second.
Yuan Bei's sword glowed like a shadow, pursuing him closely. Every time the space shifted, the tip of the sword was closer to one millimeter from Xiao Zupeng's throat.
Top-level spells must consume a lot of spiritual power, and the distance of space transfer is getting shorter and shorter. After more than a dozen spiritual power explosions, the two people's magic power was exhausted at the same time.
The phantom was certain, and without any hesitation, Yuan Bei's sword tip turned into a flash of lightning and stabbed through.
Under the stage, the people in Heishui Hall screamed in unison, the people in Baishan Hall were happy, and the neutral crowd also breathed tightly, anticipating the flying blood.
Li Xiaofeng's brows had a wrinkle. His soul could see through the reality of the two people on the stage, and knew that Xiao Zupeng was completely in despair, but his intuition had a different reaction.
In the flash of light and stone, Xiao Zupeng suddenly disappeared out of thin air again. After exhausting his mana, he used space transfer again and appeared out of thin air five meters behind Yuan Bei.
There was a snap, and a long whip appeared in Xiao Zupeng's left hand. The tip of the whip was curled, and Yuan Bei was thrown into the air, causing blood mist to fill the air.
"ah!"
Yuan Bei's screams of pain could not cover up the screams of the crowd in the audience. The eyes of the presidents of several major societies changed dramatically at the same time. Everyone looked at Xiao Zupeng - the long whip in his hand.
"Artifact?!"
Song Wangmei's voice was full of surprise. She stood up involuntarily, and her half-naked breasts fluttered towards the spar screen, "Xiaoxue, look, Xiao Zupeng must be using a magical weapon. It seems that the research of King Qing has surpassed ours.
If the King of Qing forms an alliance, our sacred weapon will have hope of rebirth!"
The excitement made Song Mei's words tremble, and she subconsciously waved her hands and said, "Choose this Xiao Zupeng."
Feng Xuewu walked slowly to Song Mei's side, her beautiful eyes like stars carefully stared at the frozen scene, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, even if there is no more suitable candidate, I have to give an explanation to others. If it causes public outrage, it will be troublesome.
Already."
"Okay, I listen to you, but we can't ignore it. If the two girls continue to mess around, I don't know what else will happen."
"Well, don't worry, I've roughly guessed Shuying's thoughts and won't let her go too far."
A mysterious smile flashed in Feng Xuewu's eyes. She looked at Xiao Zupeng in the picture, and then looked at Li Xiaofeng in the corner of the picture.
In the Pavilion of the King of Song Dynasty, on the martial arts stage.
Xiao Zupeng won with one move, and did not continue to attack, but said extremely arrogantly: "Yuan Bei, if you can force me to use the magic weapon, you are qualified to be my opponent. I will spare your life today, get out, there is no chance for you."
!”
"snort!"
Yuan Beiqiang stood up on his own. Although he was not convinced, the blood on his back kept flowing. He could only let out a cold snort and staggered off the stage.
"President Xiao, congratulations on entering the next round of the competition." Song Mei sat upright, her voice lukewarm.
Xiao Zupeng was stunned for a moment, and then two blazing lights burst out from his eyes. He approached the viewing platform and said loudly: "Princess, I know I am a bit weak, but as long as I can marry you, I will never mind being defeated by the world."
People laugh at you."
With a "boom", Xiao Zupeng knelt down on one knee and said in a louder voice, "Princess, do you know, I have liked you for a long time. I came to propose marriage not for anything else, but because I like you. As long as you, Princess
Nod, I am willing to use this long whip as a betrothal gift!"
Xiao Zupeng, who had always been rough, played such a trick. Everyone was surprised. Zhu Zhang's eyes became even more panicked, and he hurriedly said: "Xiao Zupeng, this is a martial arts competition, and it relies on strength. If you use this method, you can't do it."
Do you think it’s embarrassing for you, Heishuitang?”
"President Zhu is right, a man must be upright and upright, so come down quickly." Tang Qing echoed loudly, his roar even louder than Zhu Zhang's.
Xiao Zupeng ignored the commotion below, his eyes were filled with intoxicating brilliance, he looked up at Song Wanyu on the viewing platform, raised the artifact with both hands, and said loudly again: "Princess, please marry me!"
Li Xiaofeng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but smile.
Beautiful, this Xiao Zupeng actually played such a beautiful trick. It seems that there is an expert hiding in Heishui Hall! Hehe...
The Omnipotent Soldier's guess was good, but not entirely correct. The kind of obsession Xiao Zupeng showed could never be replicated in acting. No one in Yuexin Lake had any doubts. Before this, it was no secret that Xiao Zupeng was madly pursuing Song Wanyu.
In fact, all nine major societies have artifacts, but Xiao Zupeng is the only one who uses artifacts as betrothal gifts, and his sincerity immediately outshines the others.
Song Wanyu stood up, with waves rolling in her eyes, and with obvious emotion in her words, she said in a condensed voice: "President Xiao, thank you for your sincerity, I will wait for you to appear on the championship stage."
Although the sweet sounds of nature are not a positive response, they are almost the same.
In an instant, Xiao Zupeng was overjoyed, while Zhu Zhang and Tang Qing had gloomy expressions. Only Li Xiaofeng, as always, was in a good mood for watching the show.