As the saying goes, scholars can be killed but not humiliated. It can be said that Xia Feng feels very humiliated now.

Tailin is obviously a super master, but he acts as if he has never won. He insists on showing off his superiority to the extreme, making people unable to understand his confusing behavior.

Xia Feng was sure that he had no grievances with Tailin. Of course, if Tailin was friends with Kahn in private, then just pretend that he didn't say anything and just admit it if he was fooled.

This sword technique of falling from the sky is very tricky. Tailin is very good at this skill, and the speed of the sword from top to bottom is one level faster than normal.

If a normal person wants to resist, he can only raise his neck, and his angle of view and range of movement will be severely limited. This is why Pete lost so miserably before.

From Xia Feng's point of view, losing was probably inevitable, but he didn't want to lose too badly.

Seeing that the sword edge reached the top of his head, Xia Feng suddenly became wise and fell backwards, lying down with his back pressed against the ring, motionless as a mountain.

The Qingyun Sword in his hand was swung around like a blind chicken, and unexpectedly blocked Tailin's move.

Tailin didn't expect that Xia Feng didn't even want to lose face, and directly launched a ground attack, lying down like a shrew, and then he turned his sword and went straight to Xia Feng's thigh lying on the ground.

Xia Feng knew that Tailin was definitely going to attack his lower third, so he immediately changed his form while lying on the ground, bending his legs and assuming a squatting position. The difference was that he was not squatting, but lying down.

This move [Turtle and Anti-air Iron Bucket Form] is indeed very useful, because facing upward, you don't have to raise your head to swing the sword, it becomes a parallel posture. In addition to being a little embarrassing, the defensive effect is excellent.

After a miss, Tailin did not choose to take off again, but turned to a land attack. Seeing that he was not flying, Xia Feng quickly stood up.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

After a few moves, Tailin jumped up again. Xia Feng did not hesitate and also lay down on the spot. Tailin had no choice but to fall to the ground. At this point, he seemed to have cracked the volley sword technique.

The audience in the audience couldn't laugh or cry. Although Xia Feng looked extremely embarrassed and ugly, Tailin's arrogant spirit was also dampened.

Seeing that Xia Feng seemed to be able to withstand the pressure, Guigui quickly clapped his hands and applauded.

"Big windmill, well done."

Perhaps in her opinion, this trick of shrinking is very kind.

But compared to Guigui, Xiao Yunye's expression was not so optimistic, and Hongdao even covered his face and didn't want to look at it.

In the arena, although it seemed to be effective, Xia Feng was still not proud of cracking the volley sword technique. In fact, he was not cracked at all.

Tailin just couldn't kill him handsomely. After a few rounds, he had more and more wounds on his body. Even if Tailin stopped taking off, he would definitely lose.

The wounds on his body were already painful and numb, he was losing more and more blood, and his vision was becoming blurry.

"Ding!"

After a duel, the long sword blocked by Xia Feng stopped at the touch of a button.

"puff!"

Another scratch left on his wrist.

The corner of Xia Feng's mouth twitched, and he immediately stepped back and distanced himself, blood dripping from his wrist.

Life is not always smooth sailing. It seems that some things cannot be forced. There is no way he can really defeat Tai Lin.

It seemed that he was going to let down Turtle and the others.

The palm holding the Qingyun Sword gradually relaxed, Xia Feng stood up straight from the fighting posture, and then slowly raised his hand in the direction of the referee.

He had no choice but to surrender.

At this time, Tailin's voice came.

"What, do you want to admit defeat?"

Xia Feng glanced at him feebly.

"I don't think there's anything to be ashamed of. Your skills are inferior to others, so you win."

"Is this all you have? Since you didn't want to admit defeat from the beginning, it would be too boring to give up midway."

"It's none of your business, I give up."

"Wait a moment."

Xia Feng stopped in mid-air with his hands half raised.

"Why, the younger brother of the commander of the Royal Knights still has privileges? How can he not let others admit defeat?"

Tailin stared at Xia Feng with a smile.

"Of course you can admit defeat, but don't forget the reminder I gave you before the game started."

"What's the meaning?"

Tailin lowered his sword, slowly took a few steps closer to Xia Feng, and then spoke in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

"Xia Feng, I know your background. You are the biggest gang leader in the south. I am also very clear about your purpose of participating in this swordsmanship competition. You want to become a noble to whitewash yourself, right?"

Xia Feng was not surprised by these words. His gangster identity was not a big secret. Just like Fredo before him, many high-level figures in the empire knew of his existence.

"I'm just doing some business. Of course, you can understand it however you want, but does this have anything to do with whether I admit defeat or not?"

Tailin took a few steps closer.

"Of course your business has nothing to do with the game, but I am very interested in one thing."

Xia Feng looked at Tailin coldly.

"What's up?"

"It's like this. Although I am a third-year student at the Royal Academy, in fact I joined the military early. Two months ago, I participated in a cleaning mission against enemy spies. The location at that time was the southern border. .”

Up to this point, Xia Feng still didn't hear any clues.

"So? You say I'm a spy?"

Tailin's playful expression became even more intense.

"No, no, of course you have no evidence that you are a spy, but during that mission, I discovered something interesting."

"What's up?"

"The National Security Department of the Supervision Office has also planted spies in other countries. Two months ago, I accidentally discovered a strange convoy during an independent mission. After investigation, it was found that this convoy came from a medium-sized city in the south. The convoy left the country all the way, and finally The destination turned out to be Sargon."

The corners of Xia Feng's eyes twitched.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Tailin continued.

"Don't worry, listen to me. Sargon was in the chaotic period of the coup. Later, according to the spy report of the Supervisory Office, the king at that time received 3,000 finished source stones imported from abroad to relieve military pressure. , Later I compared the time, and if nothing unexpected happened, this batch of source stones was transported from southern Victoria by the fleet I mentioned before."

Xia Feng clenched his palms, his eyes getting colder and colder. There was no doubt that he knew exactly what Tailin was talking about. He was the one who transported the original batch of Origin Stones.

"Do you suspect that I provided those Origin Stones?"

"Haha, that's a total of 3,000 Origin Stones. Even if you admit it, I don't believe you have such great ability."

Xia Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Since you don't think it's me, why are you talking to me?"

Tai Lin showed a confident expression on his face.

"You did not provide the Source Stone, but after my investigation, those cars later returned to the southern city of Notting. That transportation company is your industry. In other words, this is a cooperation. Others provide the Source Stone, and you are responsible for it. Don’t think I don’t know about overseas transportation, you are capable of handling the border guards.”

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