Early the next morning, Ji Yun and others arrived at the National Mall early. Today was still the knockout round. Of the 2,560 students left yesterday, there would only be 640 students left at the end of today's knockout round.
"Hey, Xiaoyun, are you here so early?"
Ji Yun, who was sitting in the stands, turned his head and looked at the excited Luojiao Fanque who was carrying a long knife and responded: "Yes, second brother, why are you here?"
Luojiao Fanque rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "It's not because of Yu'er."
"Uh, what's wrong with Sister Yu?"
Luojiao Fanque turned around and smiled: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll sit with you, okay?"
"Of course I have no objection. It's not too late for me to be happy!"
Luojiao Fanque didn't show any pretense, just found an empty seat and sat down, looked around, and said with some surprise: "Hey! Aren't you Sun Wan from the fourth group?"
"Well, yes, I am." Sun Wei smiled friendly, looked Luojiao Fanque up and down, and said in surprise: "Are you Luojiao Fanque from Group Five?"
"Hahaha, I have noticed you for a long time. Let's discuss everything when we have time!"
"Okay, I have the same idea!"
"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you, how did you grow so big? Is there any secret recipe? Is it related to what you eat every day?"
"..."
Two bold and eclectic men got together and immediately had a lively chat. Each of them felt that they had met so late. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would have started chopping off chicken heads and burning yellow paper. Ji Yunjian
I thought it was pretty good, but Watson and the others were a little reserved and didn't dare to make too many mistakes. After all, they were still princes after all. However, after getting along for a while, they found that Luo Jiao Fan Que didn't have the airs of a prince at all and was very easy to get close to.
, they soon got into a fight, only Ning Xiaotong still sat quietly next to Ji Yun.
"How does it feel?"
Xiaotong knew what Ji Yun was referring to, and it was naturally the group of young people chatting enthusiastically next to him: "It's not bad, it's just a little hard to understand." Ji Yun smiled and said nothing.
"Xiaoyun, bring me some wine." Luojiao Fanque looked excited: "I haven't had such a good time in a long time."
Ji Yun rolled his eyes and said to himself: The old habit has happened again. He said helplessly: "Second brother, let's forget it today, we still have to compete." Luojiao Fanque heard this and patted his forehead: "That's right, what should I do?
Forget about this, let's wait for another day!" Then the noise started again.
"Brother Yun, why do I feel that there is so much difference between my second brother and my brother-in-law?"
Ji Yun heard the words and thought to himself: There is indeed a big gap. Luojiao Tudou gives people the impression that he is calm, elegant, and has a natural imperial aura, but Luojiao Fanque is bold, domineering, and informal, and is more suitable to be a general.
Luo Jiaoyu didn't know if he was led astray by his two brothers. He was acting weird all day long, and turned out to be a little witch. Although these three brothers and sisters were born from the same mother, their personalities were very different.
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"Next, five groups of No. 147 Luojiao Fanque will fight against No. 125 Zuo Duyi."
"Haha! It's my turn, wait for me to beat up that boy named Zuo!" He said, taking off the long knife from behind and walking into the field.
"Don't capsize in the gutter..."
"Haha, remember to treat us to a drink if you win..."
Luojiao Fanque turned around and smiled when he heard the cheers behind him: "Don't worry, I'll definitely invite you!"
The corners of Ji Yun's mouth twitched: Should you invite me or should I?
Luojiao Fanque's body shook as soon as he entered the field, and he suddenly became domineering, scaring his opponent so much that his legs trembled. As soon as the referee started, Luojiao Fanque's figure suddenly became impulsive, and the long knife in his hand was like a violent storm.
He slashed out, leaving no room for turning. After a moment, the opponent's weapon was chopped away, and he quickly gave up. Luojiao Fanque put away his long knife and said: "It's boring!" and went back to the stand to make trouble with a few people.
into a ball.
In the blink of an eye, it was already noon, and there were only 1(0 students left in the competition. Ji Yun and Sun Wei both passed easily. After all, the gap in strength was too big, and it was not too challenging.
"In the next game, there will be six groups of No. 24 Ji Yun versus No. 99 Stark."
Ji Yun stood up fiercely, with fighting intent burning in his eyes, and secretly said: It's finally here!
"Brother Yun, be careful!"
"Come on, boss!"
"Come on Xiaoyun!"
"Xiao Yun, go and beat that Stark so hard that he doesn't even recognize his mother!"
"Hahaha!"
The atmosphere was a bit solemn at first, and everyone cheered for Ji Yun. As soon as Luojiao Fanque's rogue words came out, the atmosphere immediately relaxed. Ji Yun smiled, held Hongyun in his hands and walked into the arena.
"start!"
After the referee announced the start, the two people still stood still, just staring at each other, their cold and hot eyes colliding in the air, seeming to spark some sparks.
"What are they two doing? Why haven't they started fighting yet?" Luojiao Fanque was a little confused.
Several people also shook their heads: "I don't know."
Xia Houlan suddenly had an idea: "Why don't we bet on who can win, the boss or that Stark? Let's make a bet publicly, and the odds are one to one, come or not?"
"That's a good idea."
Luojiao Fanque smiled: "Hahaha, I beat Xiaoyun to win."
"I'll beat Xiaoyun too." Sun Wan thought for a while and still felt that Ji Yun had a greater chance of winning.
"I beat the boss and win!" This voice came from Watson.
"Haha, if you all beat the boss, then I'll beat Stark." Jin Feng smiled and placed his bet.
"Uh, third child, aren't you afraid that the boss will come back later and beat you up?"
"What are you afraid of? Just give him a beating and nothing will happen."
"Hehe." Xia Houlan smiled sinisterly: "The boss won't beat him, the boss will only train him harder!"
Jin Feng was stunned when he heard this. He recalled in his mind those painful days when he was trained by Ji Yun. Thinking that he would continue to have such days in the future, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Then I'd better dominate the boss."
Several people burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Ning Xiaotong glanced helplessly at the noisy people on the side, shook her head and continued to look nervously at the two people who stopped and stared at each other.
"What are you doing!"
"Fight quickly!"
Ji Yun and Stark were both top students in this college competition. They actually met in the knockout round, which surprised many people, and they were always paying attention to their situation. But since they started playing, the two
They just stood still, which made the audience who had been paying attention to them a little anxious and kept urging them, but Ji Yun and the two remained like this.
For a long time, Stark still stared at Ji Yun and moved his lips slightly: "You are very good and worthy of my full strength." There was endless coldness and chill in his tone, as if someone had fallen into an ice cellar.
Ji Yun smiled: "You are not bad, you are worthy of my sword!"
A vague murderous intention flashed in Stark's eyes, and he tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and slowly drew out a sword with a cold light.
"choke…"
Stark drew his sword and stood holding it.
"It's about to begin, it's about to begin!"
When Watson and others heard the sound, they immediately sat back in the stands and stared at the stadium with bated breath. The noise in the audience immediately fell silent, and even the students who were fighting in the seven areas nearby stopped at the same time. The National Mall
It was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the wind. It was so quiet that it seemed like only Ji Yun and Stark were left in the whole world.