The girl stole a glance at the female officer, and immediately looked away: "It's not that I'm upset, it's just that I haven't practiced the piano for a long time, and I'm a little rusty."
"Uh-huh!"
The female officer nodded repeatedly.
The girl said anxiously: "I don't care about the competition on the school field, and I didn't tell you to inquire about it. It's your own decision."
"Uh-huh!"
The female officer continued to nod.
The girl had no choice but to put her hand on her forehead: "Tell me, is it the third young master of the Lu family, or the disciple of Laomiao Zhu who is born with divine power?"
As a young girl, Xia Ying is bound to be promoted.
So she only needs to guess who Xia Ying's opponent is in the final round, and this candidate must be between Lu Guanjie and Cheng Hu.
The female officer said: "Your Highness, you must have never imagined that the person entering the final round of competition is not Lu Guanjie or Cheng Hu, but the Niu Wanjin we saw in the alley before."
"Ten thousand catties of cattle..."
The girl's jade-like face was full of surprise.
The female officer continued: "That Niu Wanjin is very powerful. First he defeated Lawrence Lu with one move, and then defeated Cheng Hu with another move."
"You can defeat the enemy with just one move?" The girl frowned slightly and said in her heart: "Strange, I could see clearly in the alley that night. He should only have three or four orifices. How could he win so easily?
Where are Lu and Cheng?"
The female officer asked tentatively: "Your Highness, why don't we go and take a look!"
The girl was about to nod, but suddenly stopped and said coldly: "I actually don't care."
The female officer said: "In that case, please wait a moment, Your Highness, and I will go to the school grounds to find out who is the top martial artist in the end!"
With that said, the female officer left in a hurry.
Looking at the female officer's leaving figure, the girl opened her mouth: "I..."
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Imperial City Campus.
The eunuch stood up and announced loudly: "The last competition of this martial arts competition, Xia Ying will face Niu Wanjin!"
In the corridor.
Chu Fan and Xia Ying, who had been prepared for a long time, stood up at the same time and boarded the ring.
Suddenly, another person stood up from the corridor and said to Emperor Daqian who was on the throne: "Your Majesty, the two men on this stage are the most outstanding heroes in the world today. If their fighting was just with bare hands, would it be possible?
Less fun?"
The emperor smiled and said: "My dear, how do you think we should compete?"
The minister who got up smiled and said: "Two heroes are dressed in armor and going into battle. Each one holds a weapon and fights. Only then can we have all the fun!"
Chu Fan on the stage was surprised when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Can the rules of martial arts be changed at will?"
But then he thought that the so-called rules were nothing in front of Emperor Daqian. As long as the emperor was interested, the rules could really be changed.
As expected, the emperor touched his chin and said with a smile: "Just follow your request!"
Xia Ying seemed a little surprised by this, but he didn't dwell on anything, turned around, got off the ring, and put on his armor.
Chu Fan didn't carry any armor or weapons, so he was led by a guard to an armory next to the school grounds.
"You can use the armor and weapons here as you wish."
After saying that, the guards retreated, leaving Chu Fan alone in the armory.
Glancing at the equipment in the arsenal, Chu Fan frowned.
When it comes to refining weapons, he is already an expert. He can tell the quality of many objects without even having to use them.
Although the equipment in this arsenal looks very exquisite, it is actually just a piece of junk. Not only does it have no spirituality, but it is also forged in a perfunctory way, and it cannot even be considered a sharp weapon.
He took a sword from the weapon rack and danced it twice. Chu Fan shook his head and put the sword back, while thinking: "Xia Ying's martial arts is said to be a killing method in the army. When it comes to fighting with weapons, he
You can bring out all the advantages of your own martial arts."
Then Chu Fan took off another pair of armor from the shelf, played with it, curled his lips and put it back.
"And I'm not good with weapons. Many of my boxing skills will be compromised in a weapon fight. As time goes by, Xia Ying's advantage becomes even greater."
Thinking of this, he sighed quietly.
As the time in Liuli Zhong decreased, he could clearly feel that his physical strength and energy began to decline. Although this decline was not dramatic, it also showed that he was approaching death.
After calming down, he began to deal with it.
He did not drug Xia Ying.
It wasn't that he wanted to let Xia Ying go, or that he wanted to seek a fair fight, but that he simply didn't know Xia Ying's whereabouts.
But now that he was already in the palace, under the attention of Daqian magic soldiers, it was already too late to give him the medicine.
So he took out the talisman set, and in addition to the 'Golden Armor Talisman' and 'Hercules Talisman' that were already affixed to his inner shirt, he took out two more 'Air Control Talisman' and pasted them on his left and right calves respectively.
After pondering for a moment, he took out another 'quiet mind' charm and put it on his chest.
Xia Ying is currently at the peak of the Eight Apertures. Many biographies have mentioned that warriors in this state can easily break through through fierce battles.
Therefore, even though Xia Ying has not yet been able to open the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows and has no spiritual consciousness, Chu Fan still assumes that Xia Ying has the cultivation of the nine apertures and has the ability to launch a spiritual offensive.
Then, Chu Fan took out four pills and swallowed them one by one.
Among the four pills, there are those that warm and nourish the mind and focus, some that temporarily improve hearing, those that activate blood vessels and enhance inspiration, and those that tap potential and explode energy.
The duration of the effect of these pills varies, but it should be more than enough to survive a competition.
After making these preparations, he chose the most practical armor in the arsenal, put it on his body, and then took out a long sword.
Then an idea occurred to him.
The minister who just proposed a sword fight seemed to do it for the sake of excitement, but in fact it was not difficult to see that he was favoring Xia Ying.
If the other party behaves like this, it means that the other party is convinced that Xia Ying will have the upper hand in a sword fight.
In addition to Xia Ying being good at weapon combat, I am afraid that the armor used by Xia Ying is also a factor that makes the weapons not ordinary.
Moreover, Chu Fan remembered clearly that Xia Ying was not led to the armory by the guards like him, but directly put on the armor in the corridor, which meant that Xia Ying brought his own weapons and armor when he entered the palace, or someone had prepared them for him.
"Bringing weapons and armor into the palace is by no means an easy task. The other party is so deliberate, which shows that the weapons they brought are extraordinary. Could they be spiritual weapons?"
Chu Fan's face froze, he took out the talisman set again and pulled out a black talisman.
Then he bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it on the talisman. Then he lit the talisman and smeared the talisman ashes on the long sword he chose.
This black talisman is called the 'Dirty Spirit Talisman'. It can temporarily pollute the spirituality of a spiritual weapon. If special techniques are used, there is even a possibility of directly destroying a spiritual weapon.
And what Chu Fan used was exactly this special technique.
"I hope I'm overthinking it!"
After doing all this, he sighed, then opened the door and walked out...