Chapter 763 The battle for the top three! (4 more)
The moon is bright and there are few stars. Above the river, the cool breeze makes the shadows of the trees sway and dance.
Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan sat side by side on the river embankment. They seemed to have their own minds. After saying hello, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a bit strange for a moment.
Finally, Ling Feng broke the silence and said slowly: "Miss Yue, tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow is the time for you and me to have the finals of the Intermediate Court and the East Court. Master Ling is thinking about how to face my friend?" Yue Yunlan looked at Ling Feng with bright eyes like stars, and said softly.
"When we first met, Miss Yue rescued me from the river, which was a life-saving grace for me. I shouldn't have competed with Miss Yue for anything..."
Ling Feng sighed softly. He really didn't want to take action against Yue Yunlan, but facing a strong opponent like the Zhongyuan Sword Team, if he didn't play, he might not be sure of victory.
"Master Ling, seeing you in a dilemma because of me, Yun Lan is very happy. At least, it shows that Yun Lan still has some weight in Master Ling's heart."
Yue Yunlan smiled sweetly, "However, Mr. Ling really doesn't need to be embarrassed. Yunlan is not a little girl who doesn't know the general situation. Although every partner in the Central Academy Sword Team and I hope to win, the game is a game, who wins and who loses.
Let your strength speak for itself. In tomorrow’s battle, Master Ling doesn’t need to hold back, and I will never give in intentionally.”
"What I hope to see is a real battle between sword teams. Regardless of victory or defeat, I hope there will be no regrets."
"A good one, but I hope you have no regrets. Miss Yue, I understand!"
A faint smile appeared on Ling Feng's face. He never mentioned the finals in the past few days because he didn't know how to face Yue Yunlan at the finals venue.
Now it seems that I am not as clear-minded as Yue Yunlan.
"Tomorrow's final, Ling Feng will definitely go all out."
A ray of light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the gloom in his heart was swept away. Tomorrow's battle will be fought without any burden.
"Finally," Yue Yunlan pursed her delicate lips and whispered in an almost imperceptible voice: "From a personal perspective, Yunlan hopes that Mr. Ling can win tomorrow!"
"Miss Yue..." Ling Feng was slightly startled, and when he saw Yue Yunlan's blushing cheeks, he felt that his heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked.
"However, I will never show mercy."
Yue Yunlan bit her silver teeth, raised her pink fist, and made a threatening gesture, showing a rare playful look.
"Hahaha……"
Ling Feng laughed loudly, cupped his fists and saluted Yue Yunlan, "Then I'll have to ask Miss Yue for some advice for tomorrow's game."
Yue Yunlan gave Ling Feng an angry look, then changed the subject and said through gritted teeth: "Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. Tonight, we will only talk about the romance and not the miscellaneous matters."
"Okay, let's just talk about romance and not trivial matters."
Ling Feng nodded slightly, his mood suddenly brightened. If he had known this, why would he have been struggling these past few days.
…
Early the next morning, Ling Feng, Jiang Xiaofan and others gathered early at the training ground of the East Campus Sword Team.
And the support group headed by Wang Yishan, Ouyang Jing and other animals also surrounded the training ground early.
The decisive battle of the sword fighting competition of the five courtyards finally came, and each of these animals seemed extremely excited, even more so than the members of the East Campus Sword Team.
After all, the East Campus had been weak for many years and suddenly reached the finals and was the favorite to win the championship. This reversal made the atmosphere of the entire East Campus completely different.
In the past, when people mentioned East Campus, they thought of "hot chickens" and "rookies." But now, when students from East Campus walk in the academy, their backs are straightened up.
Surrounded by a large support group, all members of the East Campus Sword Team headed to the Central Sword Fighting Arena.
Today, the tens of thousands of seats in the great sword fighting arena were all packed.
This day's peak battle can be said to be the long-awaited one.
Although the East Court Sword Team has been crushing all the way and is in the limelight, the Middle Court Sword Team is by no means in vain.
Today's battle for the top three is bound to be a battle between dragons and tigers.
Before the game even started, the support groups of both sides were already shouting at the top of their lungs for the people they supported, such as: "Ling Feng! Ling Feng!..."
"Mu Liufeng! Mu Liufeng!..."
"Little Sword God! Little Sword God!..."
The various shouts were louder and louder than the others, as if they were overwhelming and deafening.
Or maybe they are supporting the East Court Sword Team or the Central Court Sword Team. In comparison, the Second Team of the Central Court, which has also qualified for the top three competitions, seems a bit unnoticed.
After all, the second team of the Central Court has already lost to the East Court Sword Team, so there is almost no suspense when they meet the East Court Sword Team again.
As for the encounter with the Zhongyuan Sword Team, let alone mention it. If they can win, they will not be the second team.
"Finally it's the finals!"
General Deng sighed softly and looked at his precious granddaughter sitting next to him, feeling helpless in his heart.
Under the "coercion" of this precious granddaughter, he never failed to do anything. He watched every match of the East Campus Sword Team.
"Grandpa, please guess who will win today!"
Before the competition even started, Deng Yongshi was jumping up and down excitedly and couldn't sit still at all.
Old General Deng rolled his eyes, "I want to say it's the Zhongyuan Sword Team, can you girl let go of me? You are so partial to that boy Ling Feng, don't you guess! I won't guess!"
Deng Yongshi's pretty face turned red, she glared at her grandfather, and spat softly: "Smelly grandpa, how can I be partial to that stinky guy!"
Deng Xian stroked his long beard and smiled without saying a word.
It is worth mentioning that today, Leng Jianfeng did not deliberately huddle in the corner with his cloak and watch. Instead, he stood with Wang Yishan and the others, bragging about how the East Campus Sword Team now has "half of the country", but they are all
He was trained by Leng Jianfeng.
The tutors and teachers from other colleges were unhappy with this shameless guy and were filled with hatred, but there was nothing they could do.
Because there is indeed nothing wrong with what this guy said.
Ling Feng, Jiang Xiaofan, and Li Bufan were all students he brought out. Is this really what happened?
Now that his students have reached the finals, Teacher Leng will naturally come to show off his power in glory.
After all, this guy is still very nervous. He has come out of the shadow of "broken love" so quickly. However, when he saw the instructor Su Qingxuan, he still felt a little embarrassed.
Finally, when the red sun in the east hung high in the sky, a "rumbling" drum sounded from the venue.
Boom! Boom! Boom!…
Every drum sound is like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, sonorous and powerful, shaking the sky.
Then, Tong Chengtai, the chief referee in charge of presiding over this year's five-house sword fighting competition, flew out and raised his hands slightly, and the whole place suddenly fell silent.
This also means that the five-house sword fighting competition and the finals have finally officially begun!