He Zitong's chest heaved violently, and his face looked extremely ugly.
This is the worst possible outcome.
But now Cheng Tianxue's hand is on his neck and could kill him at any time. This game cannot be played anymore.
His expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said:
"I... give up!"
Cheng Tianxue smiled coldly, then let go of him, took a few steps back, raised his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and let out a long breath.
Obviously, it was not easy for him to win this one.
Mu Lingzhi's voice spread far across the square:
"In the first round of defense, Xuanbing Academy Cheng Tianxue wins!"
After the words fell, He Zitong's face became even more depressed.
Because he injured a leg, he staggered off the stage.
When he walked in front of Qiao Qiaoqing, his head was lowered, his whole body was stiff, and he was even trembling faintly.
"Vice Dean, students are incompetent!"
It was really embarrassing to lose the first game.
Qiao Qiaoqing looked at him coldly.
He was already in a bad mood, and when this happened, he became even more irritable and wanted to slap him!
But after all, he still paid attention to the eyes of the people around him, so in the end he just said in a deep voice:
"That's all! I didn't expect you at all, just go down and recuperate!"
He Zitong only felt that these words were like a slap on the face, it was burning and painful.
But he didn't dare to say anything more, so he responded in a low voice and hid behind him in embarrassment.
...
Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly.
This Qiao Qiaoqing is really...
In any case, He Zitong is also a student of their college.
Being able to reach the finals is enough to prove that He Zitong's talent and strength are definitely very good.
Even if he lost this game, it can't be said that he made no contribution at all. At least Cheng Tianxue's combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced now.
Qiao Qiaoqing actually has the same attitude...
But in just one night, what happened that made Qiao Qiaoqing's mood so bad that he was even unwilling to do some superficial things?
Moreover, since arriving here, Qiao Qiaoqing has been a little absent-minded, his eyes are wandering, and he occasionally stares in a certain direction for a long time.
A suspicion vaguely emerged in her mind.
Could it be that the person who broke into Jiuling Pagoda last night was Qiao Qiaoqing?
At this moment, Qiao Qiaoqing seemed to notice something and looked over here.
Ye Xiyue withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened and looked at the field.
...
The winner will automatically become the keeper of the next game and can freely choose his opponent.
Mu Lingzhi looked at Cheng Tianxue:
"Cheng Tianxue, who do you choose in this match?"
Cheng Tianxue reluctantly swallowed the warm blood rising in his throat.
Although he won against He Zitong, he also paid a heavy price and suffered serious injuries.
No matter who he chooses among the remaining seven people, he has no chance of winning.
Finally, Cheng Tianxue looked at Qianfeng College.
"I choose—Bai Feng!"
Since it was He Zitong from Qianfeng College who called him up, of course he must "reciprocate the courtesy".
It seems that Bai Feng is easier to deal with.
Bai Feng shrugged when he heard his name.
"Since Brother Cheng invites you kindly, then - I won't be polite!"
As he spoke, he jumped up, drawing a smooth arc in mid-air, falling silently, and stood ten steps in front of Cheng Tianxue.
He is the Spirit King, and he will definitely win against Cheng Tianxue at this time.