Although he also wanted to defeat Su Pingan with his own hands, the damage left by the 'Old Commander''s sword before was too serious. Even at this moment, the remaining sword energy was still impacting his muscles and veins in the body.
If it is not suppressed completely in time, I am afraid it will be detrimental to his future practice.
With this in mind, Wen Liang agreed to Feng Shaoyang's suggestion, "Then I'll leave it to you to defeat him. You must win!"
When Wen Liang passed by Feng Shaoyang, he patted the latter's shoulder solemnly, as if entrusting him with responsibility.
Feng Shaoyang nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I won't let you down!"
Then, Feng Shaoyang stepped onto the ring.
Seeing that the challenge was changed, the expressions of the book fans in the arena changed, "Is this a new person?!"
"Are they trying to fight each other?"
"This can't work. If this continues, won't the Su family be doomed to lose?!"
Book fans are worried about Su Pingan.
But after Feng Shaoyang came to power, the first thing he said to Su Pingan was, "You must be tired after fighting for so long. Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. Even if I want to win against you, I will win with dignity."
.So you can rest assured to restore your civility now, I will wait for you!"
He said this confidently and arrogantly, as if he had already secured victory in this competition.
On the opposite side, Su Ping'an tapped the corner of his mouth noncommittally and replied: "Really? But if I remember correctly, I broke your head last time at Dongping Lake, so now you are sure to win.
I?!"
Being exposed by Su Pingan, Feng Shaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed under his eyes, but his face remained calm and said: "You don't have to think about irritating me. The last time we fought, I was just careless and I accidentally hit you."
Move, and it’s not really your ability to win against me with the help of cultural treasures. If you have the guts, give up using that cultural treasure and try to beat me with another one?!"
Su Pingan's eyes narrowed instantly. He didn't expect that the other party would discover the secret of his last victory so quickly.
But yes, that time at Dongping Lake, he smashed Feng Shaoyang's head with a pen and was stunned. Such an obvious attack. As long as the latter is not a fool, if he goes back and thinks carefully, he will know that it is because of the pen.
.
Of course, that confrontation was not a real battle. The reason why Su Ping'an was able to win was that, firstly, he attacked suddenly and the latter was unprepared; secondly, with Shanhe Penwash in front, all Feng Shaoyang's attacks were defeated by Penwash.
Block it, so Su Pingan can win.
If he really gave up Shanhe Brush and fought against Feng Shaoyang, then Su Ping'an's current state would be really difficult.
But if you lose, you won't lose. Su Ping'an looked at the confident Feng Shaoyang and replied coldly, "Okay, I will let you get what you want!"
After saying that, Su Ping'an stopped chattering with Feng Shaoyang and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to regain his composure.
Feng Shaoyang was at the ninth level of scribe, even at the peak level. Facing such an opponent, Su Pingan did not dare to rely on him. He had to restore himself to his peak state.
When Su Pingan regained his moral composure, Feng Shaoyang also stood aside faithfully and allowed Su Pingan to adjust his breathing, as if he was sure to defeat the opponent in this battle.
Under the stage, book fans, literary students and others were talking about it.
Some die-hard book fans blindly support Su Pingan, thinking that he can definitely continue to win; but those with a little more sense feel that this battle is going to be a cliffhanger for Su Pingan. After all, he is only at the sixth level of the scribes, and the opponent is at the ninth level. There is a gap.
too big.
As for the Wen Palace student, he was naturally full of confidence in Feng Shaoyang, "Now that Su Sheng Xiaomeng is destined to lose. He has broken the chess game, and he is only at the sixth level of the scribe. I don't believe he can still turn it over."
sky."
"That's right, this guy has been in the limelight enough, and it's time to end it!"
"This will definitely be the last battle!"
…
call……
After a cup of tea, Su Ping'an exhaled a breath, and then he stood up. The fatigue on his face had been wiped away, and his face became energetic again. Then he looked back at Feng Shaoyang and said, "You can start.
Got it!"
"So fast?!"
When Feng Shaoyang saw that Su Pingan had adjusted his breath so quickly, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, but it didn't show on his face, and he soon confronted Su Pingan.
call……
On the arena, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, which instantly made the atmosphere seem more chilling.
Feng Shaoyang's eyes were like daggers, radiating cold light;
Su Ping'an's momentum was steaming, and his fighting spirit was soaring.
As soon as the two eyes made contact, sparks flew out. Before the fight even started, the scorching aura made everyone in the audience nervous.
Boom!
Immediately after the gong sounded, in just a moment, the two figures on the ring disappeared almost at the same time, and then the next moment, two phantoms, one green and one white, were seen colliding together.
The green one is Su Pingan in green clothes;
The white one is naturally Feng Shaoyang, who is dressed in student uniform.
The two of them were holding the writing treasures of writing brushes tightly in their hands, and they were forced together like swords, refusing to give in to each other. The surging literary energy also stirred together, making it like a circular light mask appeared around the two people, and they interacted with each other.
The collisions continued and sparks flew everywhere.
They originally planned to strike first, so they took action as soon as the gong sounded, but they didn't expect that the other party had the same idea.
"You dare to confront me head-on even though you are at the sixth level of scribe, you are simply asking for your own death!"
Feng Shaoyang glanced at Su Pingan with contempt, and then with a fierce look, the literary energy in his body was like a rushing river, carrying the force of the mountain and the earth, and directly crushed Su Pingan.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten!
No matter how many tricks you have, no matter how complicated your tricks are, in the face of absolute strength, you are nothing more than a chicken and a dog!
He just wanted to use his absolute strength to crush Su Pingan.
And as Feng Shaoyang showed his power, Su Ping'an's light curtain was quickly suppressed, and even others were forced to slide back.
Noticing this, Su Pingan's heart sank, "No, my realm is too different. If we fight head-on, I will definitely not be his opponent. If I want to win against him, I still have to fight in a roundabout way!"
Thinking of this, Su Ping'an immediately calmed down, and then he used his strength to slip his foot, and instantly missed Feng Shaoyang, and the two passed by each other.
"Why, did you get scared so quickly?!"
Seeing Su Pingan avoiding a direct confrontation with him, Feng Shaoyang's face became even more disdainful. He stopped his momentum and turned around, then looked at Su Pingan with mocking eyes.
