Xiao Yi's heart felt hot, and he raised his lips with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry." His tone was extremely gentle, and he even touched her head.
Lan Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his arm, smiled sheepishly at him, and lowered her head slightly.
However, their intimate behavior fell into the eyes of a pair of phoenixes next to them, who glared at Lan Duoduo with jealousy.
After evacuating the crowd, Du Zirui wanted to rush to the ring. When he saw this scene, he stopped in his tracks. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were full of complicated emotions.
Xiao Yi put away the soft sword and glanced at the corpse on the ground expressionlessly: "Clean up the scene." After giving instructions to the guards under the ring, Xiao Yi turned his head and stared at Duzien, his eyes bursting with sharpness.
of light.
Du Ziyun was not frightened by him, but looked into his eyes very calmly, and suddenly raised his lips and sneered: "We haven't seen each other for several years. Prince Yi's swordsmanship has improved a lot. I am looking forward to the finals with Prince Yi."
One game." His attitude seemed to be both expectant and disdainful, and his tone sounded very arrogant.
This guy who thinks he is great, if Xiao Yi hadn't taken action just now, he might have become a lonely ghost. Lan Duoduo on the side gave Du Zifen a discriminatory look and snorted in her heart.
This year's martial arts competition is full of masters. It is still unknown whether Du Zichen can enter the finals. The winner of the competition between him and Prince Hong is still undecided! Xiao Yi did not answer, but smiled lightly.
Seeing that Xiao Yi didn't say anything, Du Zihen's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at him firmly, with sparks in his eyes, as if he wanted to compete with Xiao Yi right now.
Qiu Zimo, who was standing next to him, noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Prince Xen, the martial arts competition is important. The outcome of the competition between you and Prince Hong has not yet been determined. There is no need to delay it for the assassin just now." The implication is that the time is right.
The conference is the most important, no matter what happens, it cannot be terminated.
The conference is indeed important. Only by defeating Prince Hong in front of him can he have a chance to defeat Xiao Yi again. Du Zifen thought about the intimidating murderous aura exuding all over his body, which made people chill. He looked at Xiao Yi and said coldly.
Said: "Since the outcome of the game is undecided, let's continue."
Xiao Yi nodded, and then went down to make arrangements for everything to return. The martial arts venue suddenly returned to its original excitement, as if the assassination just now was just an episode.
On the huge arena, Hong Huaze, dressed in white, and Du Zifen, dressed in green, stood, one with an indifferent expression and the other with a violent expression.
"Start." The referee shouted from the audience.
Hong Huaze was seen with his arms spread wide, holding a sword in his right hand, his slightly curly hair flying slightly, his indifferent amber eyes, and his relaxed posture, showing the image of a knight in the world before everyone's eyes.
Du Zifen sneered, and swung his sword to attack. Although there was no wind to accompany him, it was powerful again.
"Dang Dang" the two swords intersected in mid-air, making a heart-stirring sound.
After fighting for several times, Hong Huaze clearly felt that his physical strength was insufficient. Just as Du Zifen's sword struck him again, he suddenly kicked Du Zifen's sword away with his foot, touched his shoulder, and landed behind him.
.
Duzifen didn't expect that Hong Huaze suddenly dodged away instead of fighting. Just as he fell behind him, he also landed and turned around.
The people in the audience, Lan Duoduo, and the people who came back to watch the competition were all confused.
Du Zifen glanced at Hong Huaze and sneered with contempt.
Hong Huaze forced his lips to smile meaninglessly, held his sword and clasped his fists, bowed his head and said: "Hua Ze's skills are inferior to others, so I have to admit defeat." After saying that, he walked off the ring.
Didn’t Prince Hong play well? Why did he retreat halfway? The audience in the audience sighed, doubted, and became angry. Some supporters even walked away in disappointment.
Even the envoys from various countries did not understand why Prince Hong did not continue the competition. You must know that many people tried their best to reach the top three in the competition of the seasons. Unfortunately, Prince Hong voluntarily surrendered.
Du Zifen looked at Hong Huaze who stepped down, feeling proud, thinking that Hong Huaze must not have wanted to lose too badly to escape from the battle.
And the moment Hong Huaze turned around and stepped off the ring, Lan Duoduo noticed his pale face and his slightly trembling body. It must be that the eldest brother had excessive physical exertion and exerted internal force, which caused the old disease to relapse, and thought,
Lan Duoduo stood up and walked quickly towards Hong Huaze.
Seeing this, Xiao Yi on the side knew that she was worried about Hong Huaze, so he asked her to go and see him. After all, he already knew the relationship between Hong Huaze and her, and there was no need to be jealous.
"Brother, are you okay?" Lan Duoduo walked to Hong Huaze, who was sitting and resting behind the ring, and asked anxiously.
Hong Huaze looked up following the sound, and was obviously surprised that it was Lan Duoduo. He immediately clenched the medicine in his hand and kicked Huan Xuan who was about to hand him a kettle. He stood up and said with a smile: "Brother, can you
What's the matter?"
"If brother is fine, why would he suddenly admit defeat?" Lan Duoduo asked directly, her watery eyes showing worry.
"Prince En's Hades sword skills are too powerful. If we continue to fight, I will lose miserably." Hong Huaze smiled at her, his words seemed to comfort himself, but in fact they were excuses. He didn't want her.
You know, his condition.
Huan Xuan, who was on the side, felt sad when he heard what his master said. The master was obviously suffering from a mental illness, so he couldn't defeat Prince En at all. If his master hadn't helped deal with the assassin just now, he would have had enough physical strength to defeat Prince En. Huan Xuan bit his tongue.
Lip, I really want to rush forward, grab the master and take the medicine quickly.
When Lan Duoduo heard what he said, she couldn't help but sigh, but she still said one more thing uneasily: "Brother, you must tell me if you feel uncomfortable, and I will treat you! Otherwise, I will be worried, and the second brother will be worried too.
Yes, and...your father, queen and mother will also be worried."
Hong Huaze sneered, his amber eyes were like a lake brushed by willows, with clear ripples. His heart warmed up, and he looked at her tenderly: "Okay! Brother, it's okay. Sit here and rest for a while. You
Go back quickly to avoid being seen." Hong Huaze said, waving his hand.
Seeing this, Lan Duoduo could only nod helplessly. She didn't show anything on her face, but she was still worried and unhappy in her heart and walked away.
He also wanted to stay with her for a while, but if he didn't take the medicine, he was afraid of getting sick like when he first met her. He was afraid of scaring her again, so he could only send her away. But she could come see him.
, and he was very happy.
Hong Huaze watched her figure return to the viewing gallery, looked down at the medicine in her hand, and smiled a little dazedly.
"Master, why don't you tell the truth? People who don't know really think that your master can't defeat Prince En?" Seeing Lan Duoduo walking away, Huan Xuan finally couldn't help but stepped forward and spoke.