Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. On the riverside, the cool breeze made the shadows of the trees sway and dance.

Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan sat side by side on the riverbank, each of them seemed to have their own thoughts. After greeting each other, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

Finally, it was Ling Feng who broke the silence and said slowly: "Miss Yue, tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow is the time for the final between you and me, the Middle Court and the East Court. Are you thinking about how to face me, your friend?" Yue Yunlan looked at Ling Feng with bright eyes and said softly.

"When we first met, Miss Yue rescued me from the river and saved my life. 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 enemy like the Middle Court Sword Team, if he didn't play, he might not be sure of winning.

"Mr. Ling, seeing you in a dilemma because of me, Yunlan is very happy in her heart. At least, it shows that Yunlan still has some weight in Mr. Ling's heart."

Yue Yunlan smiled, "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 companion of the Central Courtyard Sword Team and I hope to win, the game is a game. Who wins and who loses depends on strength. In the battle tomorrow, Mr. Ling doesn't need to hold back, and I will never deliberately let you go."

"What I hope to see is a real contest between sword teams. Regardless of the victory or defeat, I just want no regrets."

"What a good one, I just want no regrets. Miss Yue, I understand!"

Ling Feng showed a faint smile on his 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 he is not as clear-headed as Yue Yunlan.

"Ling Feng will definitely go all out in the final tomorrow."

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the gloom in his heart was swept away. There was no burden in the battle tomorrow.

"Finally," Yue Yunlan pursed her lips and whispered in an almost undetectable voice: "From a personal perspective, Yunlan hopes that Mr. Ling can win tomorrow!"

"Miss Yue..." Ling Feng was slightly stunned. Seeing Yue Yunlan's blushing cheeks, he felt that his heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked.

"But I will never show mercy."

Yue Yunlan bit her silver teeth, raised her pink fist, made a threatening gesture, and rarely showed a playful look.

"Hahaha..." Ling Feng laughed loudly and saluted Yue Yunlan, "Then I'll have to ask Miss Yue for more advice for tomorrow's game." Yue Yunlan glared at Ling Feng, then changed the subject, gritting her teeth and saying, "Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow. Tonight, let's only talk about love and romance, not trivial matters." "Okay, let's only talk about love and romance, not trivial matters." Ling Feng nodded slightly, and his mood suddenly became clear. If he had known this, why would he have been entangled these days.

...

The next morning, Ling Feng and Jiang Xiaofan and others gathered early at the training ground of the East Court Sword Team.

And the support group headed by Wang Yishan, Ouyang Jing and other animals also surrounded the training ground early.

Finally, the final battle of the Five Colleges Sword Fighting Competition was ushered in. These animals were extremely excited, even more excited than the members of the East Court Sword Team.

After all, the East Academy had been weak for many years, but it suddenly made it to the finals, and it was the favorite to win. This reversal made the atmosphere of the entire East Academy different.

In the past, when people mentioned the East Academy, they thought of "loser" and "rookie", but now, the students of the East Academy walked in the academy with their backs straighter.

Surrounded by a group of supporters, all members of the East Academy Sword Team went to the Central Sword Arena in a mighty manner.

Today, the tens of thousands of seats in the Sword Arena were full.

This peak battle of the day was long-awaited.

Although the East Academy Sword Team has been strong and powerful all the way, the Central Academy Sword Team is by no means a false reputation.

Today's battle for the top three will inevitably be a fight between dragons and tigers.

Before the game started, the supporters of both sides had already shouted 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, like a tidal wave, deafening.

Or they supported the East Court Sword Team or the Middle Court Sword Team. In contrast, the Middle Court Second Team, which also qualified for the top three, seemed to be ignored.

After all, the Middle Court Second Team had already lost to the East Court Sword Team, and there was almost no suspense when they met the East Court Sword Team again.

As for meeting the Middle Court Sword Team, there was no need to mention it. If they could win, they would not be the second team.

"Finally, it's the finals!"

General Deng sighed softly, looked at his precious granddaughter sitting next to him, and felt helpless.

Under the "coercion" of this precious granddaughter, he could be said to have watched every game of the East Court Sword Team.

"Grandpa, guess who will win today!"

Before the game started, Deng Yongshi was jumping up and down excitedly, unable to sit still.

General Deng rolled his eyes, "If I say it's the Central Court Sword Team, can you still give up with me? You are so partial to Ling Feng, I won't guess! I won't guess!"

Deng Yongshi's pretty face turned red, she glared at her grandfather, and spat, "Stinky 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 a glorious way.

After all, this guy is still very nervous. He has come out of the shadow of "broken love" so quickly, but he still feels a little embarrassed when he sees the instructor Su Qingxuan.

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!