The wild wind is howling and the atmosphere is just right.
Su Ping'an, Feng Shaoyang and others followed a group of people roaring in the city and walked out of the city gate. After arriving outside the city, a group of people set up their posture.
On one side are the literary cultivators from Dafeng Country, whose bandits are called "animals"; on the other side are the literary cultivators from Dali Country, whose bandits are called "little ones"; and on the other side are people like Feng Shaoyang who were unfortunately accidentally injured.
, the number of people in this group is complicated. In addition to the literary cultivators from the Daxuan Kingdom, there are also locals from the Dazhan Kingdom, both young and old.
When the three parties gather together, it can be said that the wind is surging and the swords are clanging.
The three parties decided to fight in the open space, and the people from the Gale Kingdom were the first to speak, "Brothers of the Dali Kingdom, today your grandfathers from the Gale Kingdom will teach you what it means to be human!"
Wenxiu from the Dali Kingdom immediately fought back, "The beasts from the Dali Country want to defeat us, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability."
Someone among the people who were accidentally injured walked out with his head covered, blood still dripping from his head. After coming out, he said angrily: "You two bastards, don't talk nonsense, I will beat you both today!"
This was very encouraging to hear, but I didn’t expect that the people from Dali Country and Dafeng Country didn’t take it seriously after hearing this. They waved their hands casually and said, “You step aside for a moment, and we’ll come back after we finish dealing with each other first.
Deal with you!"
"..."
Gan!
This motherfucker doesn’t take me seriously!
Ignoring the 'rabble' on Feng Shaoyang's side, Dafeng Country and Dali Country had already begun to recruit troops and prepare to attack.
Soon, the two sides decided on the rules. Considering that there were many people who wanted to play and everyone wanted to kill each other, they finally decided on a best-of-five game situation.
"King Feihong of Gale, which one of the cubs comes up to die!"
As soon as the rules of the competition were set, a man in his mid-twenties walked out of the field. He looked ordinary, but his demeanor was extremely arrogant. Those who didn't know better thought he was King Wen.
Not to be outdone, the people from the Dali Country immediately walked out with a fat literary cultivator. His small eyes, not much bigger than a soybean, narrowed slightly, and then he burst out with literary energy and shouted: "The beasts of the Dafeng Country, you uncle Zhang family."
Zhang Longteng is here to challenge you and let you know what it means to be a low-key person!"
"Cut the nonsense and come on!"
"Great Water Dragon Technique!"
boom……
After the literary cultivators on both sides cursed at each other, they started to do it.
Both of them immediately displayed their special skills as soon as they made a move. On one side, the literary energy surged, and the chessboards flew all over the sky, quickly forming a formation; on the other side, a painting was created with a wave of hands, and a water dragon in the painting was instantly realized.
came out.
For a time, the chess array was vertical and horizontal, the water dragon roared, and the two sides were playing extremely fiercely, evenly matched.
The crowds on both sides of the surrounding area were not idle during this period, and each one of them was waving flags and cheering for the literary cultivators of their own camp.
"Wang Feihong, kill him!"
"Push harder, work harder, Zhang Longteng, you can do it!"
"Kill the bastards of Dali Country to death!"
"Kill the livestock of Gale Country!"
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On the other side, Feng Shaoyang and other "rabble" looked at the competition on the field. They sneered repeatedly, "Fight, fight, the harder the better, kill one and save the other. Let you slap me in the face."
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"..."
Su Ping'an looked at the two literary cultivators who were competing on the field. Both of them were literary cultivators at the scribe level. One was a scribe at the seventh level, and the other was at the eighth level. Their strength was almost the same.
However, in the eyes of Su Pingan and others, their strength is inevitably not enough.
Meng Erhu looked at the two people in the field and muttered: "I thought these two groups were so quarreling before, how powerful they would be, but I didn't expect that they were just two scribes. What a waste of time."
After Feng Shaoyang saw the strength of those people, he looked very angry, "Rookies are pecking each other. I never thought that I, Feng Shaoyang, would fall into the hands of these rookies one day. My reputation will be completely ruined."
Wang Shaotong and Xiao Fuzi couldn't help but almost couldn't stand it. They smiled and tolerated it very hard.
Just when everyone's attention was focused on the competition on the field, the elders of the liberal arts college saw the movement here and finally couldn't help but come over. Elder Chun came behind Su Pingan and the others and saw Feng Shaoyang's embarrassment.
He couldn't help but frown and asked: "Didn't you go to the city for a walk? What's going on now?"
Upon hearing the voice of Elder Chun and the others, Su Ping'an and others immediately turned around. Frightened by the pressure of Elder Chun from Wenzong, Feng Shaoyang explained the situation honestly even though he was not a student of the Academy of Arts.
After hearing what happened, Elder Chun and others were speechless, and then subconsciously glanced at Su Pingan.
Sure enough, with this 'Troublemaker Su' around, he couldn't even take a break and have some leisure time.
When Su Ping'an saw several elders staring at him, he felt guilty for no reason, and then muttered: "Why are they all staring at me? It's not me who caused the trouble this time."
On the other side, the people from the Dali Kingdom's envoy had also gone to the Dali Kingdom's literary camp. They only needed to make casual inquiries to figure out the reason.
"What, these people from the Dafeng Kingdom are so unreasonable. They are fawning over the people from the Dazhan Kingdom, but they don't allow us to speak out? They actually beat them first. It's really unreasonable!"
After the people from the Dali Kingdom's envoy heard about the cause of the incident, a group of students immediately became indignant and glared at the people from the Dafeng Kingdom.
Although they were traveling this time for the Four Kingdoms Competition, but now they actually heard someone treating the literary cultivators of their Dali Kingdom in this way. No matter how well-educated the people in the mission were, they couldn't help but get angry for a while, and then the entire mission became angry.
Everyone immediately stood behind the Daliguo lineup and loudly supported Wen Xiu on the field.
"Come on, Wen Xiu from Dali Country, we are from Canaan College, we support you!"
"Yes, people from Dafeng Country are nothing. Show your skills and let them see what we, Dali Country, are capable of."
"The great gift country will win!"
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Zhang Longteng in the field was suddenly shocked, "What, the people from Canaan College are our envoys from Dali Country to participate in the Four Kingdoms Competition this time, great!"
Canaan College is also a liberal arts academy in the Dali Kingdom, similar to the status of the liberal arts academy in the Daxuan Kingdom.
As soon as he heard that people from his own mission were at the scene, Zhang Longteng suddenly felt calm and high-spirited, and his aura was immediately shaken. Then he no longer had any worries, and with a wave of his hand, there were three more silver scrolls.
, several giant beasts roared out immediately and attacked the opponent Wang Feihong.
"Let's face it, this bastard actually has so many silver scrolls hidden away, but if you want to defeat me like this, it's just a dream. The Great Dragon Slaying Technique!"
The literary cultivators of the Gale Kingdom are not vegetarians. With a flip of their hands, the chess pieces scattered all over the sky like stars, and they fell into a formation. Countless black and white pieces immediately intertwined into a big black and white dragon in the void, and then they started to fight with their opponents with their teeth and claws.
Got up.
Although the opponent said that he had more scrolls in his hand, Wang Feihong's chess formation was mysterious and had the ability to shield Qi. Now in the battlefield, the opponent could not see Wang Feihong at all, and could only see the black and white dragon transformed into a chess piece.
Moreover, this big dragon is drawn by a formation, which can take advantage of the surrounding general trend. The stronger the general trend, the more ferocious the black and white dragons will be.
Therefore, during the fight between the two sides, the literary cultivator of Dali Kingdom was at a disadvantage, and the more scrolls he controlled, the greater the literary energy consumed and the less time he could sustain it. Once the literary energy was exhausted, he could not break through.
In the chess formation in front of him, he can only be a piece of fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the students from the Dali Kingdom's mission immediately changed, "No, our literary cultivator is trapped by the chess formation. If we can't break the formation, we will lose this game!"
"What should we do? We from Dali Country must not lose to the people from Dafeng Country!"
"Don't panic, don't be anxious, just watch me."
While they were talking, a young literary cultivator from the Dali Kingdom's envoy suddenly took out a painting from his storage sachet. The scroll of the painting was golden. Once he took it out, it revealed an extraordinary aura.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Dali Country's eyes lit up.
Then the student threw the scroll towards Zhang Longteng who was in the field, and said with a confident smile: "Zhang Wenxiu, take the painting. With it, I want to see how these rabble can dare to say they defeated our people from Dali Country."
Hearing these words, Zhang Longteng looked overjoyed, while the expression of the literary cultivator from the Gale Country immediately changed.