"I didn't expect Jetway to lose. It's incredible. If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes and anyone told me the news, I would probably have thought it was the most untrue joke I've heard this year."
"Yeah, it's just unbelievable. And as far as I know, the woman who defeated Jetbo lives in Kihara Bar."
"Indeed, Li Zhixiliu has been living in the Fang Ling Pavilion behind the bar."
"My impression of Shiliu is still that of being snoozy and quiet. I didn't expect that she would be so scary when she goes crazy. She actually crushed Jiebo. She might be able to reach the top of the Rising Star Competition..."
All kinds of talking sounds reached Angel's ears. While they were talking, they would glance at the corridor leading to the Fang Ling Pavilion from time to time, with fear and horror in their eyes, as if there really was a terrifying demon king living deep in the corridor.
But yes, for most apprentices of the same era, the powerful impression of Jiebo is like a shadow that hovers in the sky for a long time. Weihe suppressed it for countless years, and even gradually showed signs of being deified. But
At this juncture, a person appeared out of nowhere and defeated Jiebo. How could these people who had been trembling under the shadow of Jiebo for many years not be frightened?
"I think the reason why Jiebo lost to Xiliu was not because of lack of strength, but because there was something hidden."
As Angel walked forward, another voice came to his ears. Angel slowed down slightly and thought to himself: Could someone have seen the truth?
"I believe that the Infinite Battle Tower must have left a picture of the match between Li Zhixiliu and Ocean Son, and it is estimated that it will be sold in the next two days. You can take a closer look at one of the details." The person who spoke was very concerned.
Finally, under the gaze of everyone, he slowly said: "The way Jiebo looked at Shiliu."
"Eye? What look?"
"That kind of look is very complicated. Jiebo seems to not want to see Xiliu, but he is looking forward to seeing her; he wants to talk to her, but he seems worried in his heart, and he hesitates to speak; he wants to get closer, but he is not allowed to get close...
This is such a contradictory emotion." The speaker muttered, with a trace of yearning flashing in his eyes: "So I think that Jiebo and this Xiliu may have had a lingering relationship, but they separated due to various reasons. Now they are separated.
Goodbye, but we are already rivals in the ring."
"Jiebo wants to see her, but he doesn't want to see her in the ring; he wants to talk to her, but he doesn't know what to say; he wants to get close, but he's afraid of hurting her. This is my interpretation, Jiebo doesn't want to
Hurt Xiliu, so he would rather get hurt himself or lose the game."
This man's words were so emotional and beautiful that the poetic girls around him couldn't help but shine with hope in their eyes.
However, some people are very sensible: "But when they fought, I saw that both sides used their full strength, and Jetpo clearly didn't hold back."
"Maybe that's just the surface?"
Angel walked forward quickly. He couldn't stand listening anymore...but I have to say that their associations were quite rich. However, they still didn't understand Xiliu.
Although Shiliu doesn't have the same firm belief in the future as Nausicaa, she probably can't hold love in her heart.
Because all she had in mind was... how to find a chance to sleep.
In addition to discussing the match between Jiepo and Shiliu, there were also people discussing Kafulian, but when they mentioned Kafulian's game, they always sighed and shook their heads, not knowing what exactly happened in this game.
Angel walked through the noisy crowd and walked into the corridor behind the bar.
Soon, Angel saw the courtyard of Fanngling Hall.
He couldn't see what was going on inside the Fanngling Hall, but outside the Fanngling Hall, there was a figure wandering around at this moment. His movements were hesitant and cautious.
Angel stepped forward and gently patted the man on the shoulder.
"Who?!" The man was so frightened that he trembled, even jumped up, turned around and yelled. However, his yelling had already broken, revealing that he was just being fierce but inwardly jealous.
When he turned around, his face was also revealed. He was a fat and white man with curly brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing a pure white robe. Because of the color, he, who was originally only slightly fat, looked
On the contrary, it looks plumper.
Angel recognized him and directly called him by name: "Alan, what are you doing here?"
This person is none other than Allen, the little fat man who left the Old Continent with Angel, and he is also the grandson of Moro.
Angel looked at Allen's face carefully. He was obviously almost nineteen years old, but his facial features had not yet grown. He looked like a boy in his fifteenth or sixteenth year. With his fair and fat face, he looked almost the same as before.
"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" Allen was still a little uneasy, looking at the person in front of him with a wary look on his face.
Not only did they look similar, but his voice was also the same as before, with a slight milky sound. Angel was in a trance, and the effect of boundless silence was removed, and his face, which had no sense of existence, suddenly became three-dimensional.
"Angel?" Allen exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time he was confused: The face shape is obviously the same, why didn't he recognize it before?
"It's me, why are you here?" Angel looked at Allen in confusion. He remembered that Allen probably had no contact with the people at the Youth Center, right?
"I actually came to see you...Ah, I was rude just now. I should call you Mr. Chao Dimension." Halfway through his words, Allen seemed to have thought of something, and he was surprised and bowed to Angel repeatedly to apologize.
Angel patted Allen on the shoulder: "Okay, don't be so polite. Back to the topic, did you just say you were here to find me?"
Having said that, Allen was still a little awkward: "Well, there are rumors that you have a good relationship with the people at the Fang Ling Hall. I just wanted to come here to see if you could ask them to contact you for me. Unexpectedly, before I went in,
I saw you."
Angel stepped forward and pushed open the door of Fanngling Hall: "What do you want from me? Come in and talk."
Allen nodded and followed Angel into the Youth Hall.
After entering the Fang Ling Pavilion, the first person to be greeted was Shan. She ran to Angel and glared at Allen: "This little fat guy has been wandering outside. I'm ready to beat him and teach him a lesson. How can you put him down?"
Did he bring it in?"
Angel: "He is my friend and came to see me."
Allen paused, and his eyes showed some joy: Angel at least admitted that they were friends.
"Friend?" Shan looked at Allen sideways, as if he didn't believe it.
At this time, the sound of iron boots hitting the ground came from behind Shan. Shan didn't need to look back, she knew just from the sound of footsteps that the person coming was none other than Leon.
"Angel, you're here. Hey, this man seems familiar. Is he the young master from the Munn family?" Leon first said hello to Angel, and then looked at Allen curiously.
Allen seemed a little surprised to see Lyon here: "Are you Viscount Pat?"
"Sure enough, it's you. I remember your name is Allen, right?" Leon looked at Angel: "Why is he here?"
Angel: "Something came to me. By the way, where is Nausicaa?"
"She's taking care of Xiliu inside." It was Shan who spoke. After a pause, she continued: "You should know, right? Xiliu met Jiebo during the game today, and he went crazy again. After the game, now
Nausicaa is taking care of her during her weak period of exhaustion of strength."
Although Shiliu's talent is extremely powerful against Jetpo, she is still lower than Jetpo in terms of power level. She will also consume a lot of energy to defeat Jetpo.
Since Nausicaa was taking care of Shiliu, Angel didn't go in to disturb her, but turned to look at Allen: "Let's talk now, you came to me specially, what's the matter?"