Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

In the early morning of the next day, Jiehai was still wrapped in deep sleepiness, snoring in the soft nest that had not been spread for a long time.

The campus in winter was extremely quiet, with no birds singing. This made Jiehai, who had been waking up in the alarm-like frogs and birds for a whole week, had no signs of leaving his dreamland. As he was wandering around the world in a daze, there was a faintly broken footsteps outside the door, followed by a few heavy knocks, a dull young voice broke through the door: "Jiehai! Jiehai! Open the door! I know you are back! Mother-in-law told me! Open the door!"

This familiar cry finally awakened Jie Hai from his sleep. He trembled his eyebrows, opened those misty eyes with great effort, blinked twice, suddenly glared, and sat up. Isn't this Lu Ang's voice? He hadn't seen this best friend for a long time, and his heart became hot, and he hurriedly shouted "Come!", stepped on his shoes and dragged a few steps, and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a little fat man Lu Ang in a fur cotton coat. His brown hair was wet with sweat, his red cheeks were covered with white mist, and he was holding half of the leftover oil cake in his hand. I don't know where he came from.

"You kid, don't talk too much about loyalty!" Lu Ang breathed a few breaths when he saw the mystery of his whereabouts, his friend who worries him so far, and slapped him on the shoulder suddenly, leaving behind. Half an oily palm print, "Will you not give me a message for so many days? I am so worried that I am not considered a brother!?"

Jiehai looked at him trying to make a fierce look in front of him, but he still couldn't hide the smiley buddies at the corners of his mouth. He smiled bitterly with his hands folded and apologized: "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry! The teacher has never let me out, and I can't find People bring letters..."

When Xiao Pangdun heard this, he couldn't wait to ask, "Are you really accepted as a disciple under the crown of the high priest?"

Jie Hai looked at the passionate flames shooting out from the opponent's eyes, and suddenly choked. Has this rumor spread to everyone? Could it be that Yuming was playing tricks in secret again... He thought about it, and it seemed that this was the only possibility, and he was depressed for a long time before spitting out: "Don't listen to their nonsense... How can I get in touch with the high priest? Ah, I don’t even know what the crown looks like..."

"It turned out to be fake..." Lu Ang's expression changed in an instant. It seemed that a long-awaited wish was finally shattered. He dropped his eyes and sighed listlessly. He suddenly remembered something, and raised his sleeves to wipe. With sweat on his forehead, he asked again, "By the way, as soon as I entered the school, I heard people say that you are going to duel with His Royal Highness Yuming. Isn't that true?"

He originally thought it was just a ridicule, and he deliberately cursed the two low-graders who were whispering, but when he saw Jie Hai nod his head helplessly, he was shocked: "Are you crazy? Even you are now. How can he be his opponent if he is a powerful man? Even if you want revenge...you can't be so impulsive!"

Jie Hai looked at his friend's chest and feet, and knew that he was a bit impulsive when he agreed, but when he was angry, everyone would inevitably make a reckless choice. He was ready to be beaten down, but after reading the "Strategy Cheats" in the pamphlet all night, he was somewhat hopeful of protecting himself.

"Don't worry, His Royal Highness Shun will be there too, he dare not do too much." He couldn't explain too much to Lu Ang, avoiding the weight and lifting Shun out as a shield lightly, then turned to look at the wall clock on the door.

It was almost 8 o'clock, and the agreed duel moment was about to pass. He secretly said bad, hurried to wash up, put on the college autumn and winter uniform, and rushed down Xiaopangdun.

The two hurried all the way, and when they ran to the playground behind the teaching building, they found that there was already a crowd of people in front of them. They were full of people inside and out. Even the stairs and classroom windows were also sticking out. Many little heads waiting to see the excitement are densely packed like a swarm of bees.

Jie Hai accepted the challenge of the duel, and he was mentally prepared for the situation. He didn't have time to eat breakfast. He ran here feeling a little tired, but he could only bite the bullet, pretending to be calm and walk in. When the onlookers saw him coming over, they stepped aside and watched the two enter the center circle of the playground. After he passed by, they gathered together again and uttered inaudible whispers.

The new power apprentice walked forward sternly. He was born in poverty. He was not well-known in this aristocratic royal academy. He was often despised by others. Later, because of his friendship with Shun, he was labelled as a prosperous man. Labels are even more disgusting. At this moment, he glanced at the faces around him that were jealous or frightened or envious, and he felt a kind of counterattack-like joy in his heart. His footsteps became more stable, and he quickly passed through the crowd. Duel opponents in the central circle.

Today, Yuming wore a very formal golden monk robe, stood motionless in the duel circle drawn in the middle, with eyes downcast, his complexion a little stiff, probably because he waited for too long, but he never saw his opponent come. . Next to him was Shun in a black uniform and a traveling cloak. He was obviously ready to go on a long journey after the duel.

The crown prince saw him entering the arena and waved to him with a smile. Jie Hai pursed his mouth nervously, turned his head and glanced at Lu Ang. The little fat man clenched his fist and slammed it upwards. He also received a little encouragement from the passionate movement, took a deep breath, and ran with strides. In the middle of the playground, I stopped opposite Yuming.

As soon as he stood still, Yuming raised his eyes and shot a Limang, sneered coldly: "I thought you didn't dare to come, you're so slow... I know that you are trustworthy."

Jie Hai didn't bother to care about him, and only smiled apologetically to Shun: "I slept too late last night and didn't have time to get up in the morning."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't take much time..." The prince comforted him. Seeing Yuming's mouth moved and wanted to be sarcasm, his brows were slightly frowned, and he announced aloud, "Since both sides of the duel have arrived, the competition is official. In the beginning, both parties need to keep in mind to stop, not to hurt the key points, not to use deadly magic...Understand?" He gave Yuming a warning and patted Jiehai's shoulder for encouragement. He retreated to the duel circle and watched silently.

Seeing that the duel was about to begin, nearly a thousand students inside and out all closed their mouths, desperately tiptoeing in, for fear that they would miss this rare good show. There was no sound in the playground, and the two teenagers looked at each other in silence, one with erratic eyes and a gloomy expression on the other.

At this moment, Jie Hai couldn't help but froze in secret. It's not that he has never had a fight with anyone, but he still had the first time using supernatural power. He didn't know what to do at the moment, so he could only stare and wait for the other's actions. , Be cautious in mind.

Seeing him clumsily as if he was facing a big enemy, Yuming pulled the corners of his mouth in disgust. He had to think too much about dealing with such an inexperienced novice, and he leaned over and raised his neck, taunting like a gift. : "I won't bully you. I will let you three tricks first. If you have any ability, just use it... Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to use it again."

There were a few malicious chuckles from the crowd, but Jie Hai remained unmoved, suffocated his breath without saying a word, and quickly recalled the notebook he read last night in his mind. In this unfair matchup, he did not have the slightest chance of winning, but he didn't want to be slaughtered like this. While praying secretly, he operated the weak divine power in his body according to the method recorded in the book and flowed smoothly. After a few laps, solidify it at a point in your hand, grit your teeth and push it forward.

A light bullet the size of a black bean emerged from his palm, bends erraticly, and flew slowly towards Yuming's chest, almost causing the other party to laugh.

"Sure enough, it really opened my eyes..." The young man in the golden robe waved a wind blade and swallowed the black bullet in the blink of an eye. He smiled ridiculously and exaggeratedly compared his thumb to Jiehai, "I can I almost didn't see it. If the speed were faster, it would really be "killing invisible", right?"

The crowd of onlookers had his own supporters, who took the opportunity to laugh out loud and curse a few words, his words were harsh and his actions were indecent, but there were very few who responded. After all, the prince is watching this. Everyone knows that Jie Hai is his good friend. If he doesn't pay attention to speaking and offends him, wouldn't it cause trouble? Regardless of the age of the classmates, I have seen it a few times in this circle of capital and elites, and I have already kept it in mind.

Jiehai turned a deaf ear to those bad words and blushed, holding his breath, and wanted to release the black magical missile again, but no matter how he used his mind to drive it, the micro-currents of the magical power in his body always swam around according to his own fixed trajectory. , Didn't mean to pay any attention to him, so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat.

The opposite Yuming saw him pushing back and forth for a long time, but he didn't release any supernatural power. He sneered a few times, dragging the long and fluttering sound, and mockingly said: "I have said three tricks for you, why bother So'humbly', tut... Since you look down on me so much, then I'm not welcome..."

As soon as the voice fell, he sent three wind swords in a row, and hit Jie Hai’s arms and chest with a whistling sound. The monk was caught off guard, only feeling a heart-piercing pain from his arm, and his chest was like a boulder. The shock caused him to breathe, and he had to take a few large steps backwards before standing back.

Although he has not been able to activate the divine power smoothly, the well-functioning divine power circuit in his body will spontaneously defend itself when encountering an external impact, canceling most of the impact, so he has not suffered any harm at this time except for the pain.

He bared his teeth and rubbed his chest, and just let out a sigh of relief, Yuming's attack followed, forcing him to dodge to the side in a hurry, and the wind sword continued to fly in like flowing water, striking around him. Countless fine sand was splashed on the ground. The other party seemed to be teasing intentionally, only letting the wind sword brush his side, but did not hurt his body. The sharp and clear noise made him startled, and the dodging room was naturally stained with splashes. The mud was embarrassing.

Looking at this situation, Shun couldn't help being slightly angry. He had warned Yuming in advance that he could not hurt people. Although the opponent did not violate his promise at this time, he was deeply embarrassed by such deliberate teasing of the duel. As a referee, he naturally has the right to intervene in things that violate the duel norms. He waved his hand and turned a red warning sign beside the young man in Jinpao. He also clenched his right hand to cover his mouth, and coughed heavily to remind him to pay attention. Properly.

Yuming played with the useless newbie for a long time, and had seen enough jokes, and was beginning to feel bored. Seeing this warning sign, he made a decisive decision and finally taught him a big lesson, so that he would think of today’s pain when he saw himself. Do you dare to offend yourself hard?

Determined to be determined, he immediately waved out a whirlwind to trap Jiehai in it first, took a deep breath, and stretched his hands up flat, condensing all the divine power between his palms. Dark clouds with reticulated cracks began to float in the sky, and the squally wind rolled up debris from all over the world, shaking the evergreen trees around the playground, shaking out a rapid rustle.

This boundless, invisible and colorless wind, summoned by the divine power, is all gathered in his palm, and turned into a ball of wind that constantly rolls and changes. The sphere keeps getting bigger as the wind increases, but it will be renewed by the divine power. Compress it back. Yuming didn't dare to release the divine art completely, so as not to cause excessive damage to Jiehai, he estimated that it was almost halfway, and then suddenly took away the divine power in his hand.

In an instant, a whirling storm swept the entire dueling circle. Numerous wind blades of strange shapes and sizes were randomly interspersed in the whirlwind. After each collision, they disappeared, or merged into stronger air blades, with a harsh whistle. The sound filled the playground in an instant.

Jiehai had long been trapped in the whirlwind and could not move. Although seeing the storm hit, he could only grit his teeth and resist. He closed his eyes and tried his best to mobilize all the divine power to resist the ubiquitous but yet The mysterious wind blade cluster attack.

He just felt like he was trapped in a prickly splint, and the piercing thorns came from the skin, the pain was so dizzy that he could not stop trembling, but couldn't avoid it. He clenched his teeth tightly without even groaning, although the squeaking sound surrounding him had erased all other sounds that he could hear, he did not want to show any pain at this time Respond, let the dead enemy proclaim it proudly.

His whole body was soaked with sweat that was constantly oozing out. Although the other party's intentional control did not cause any obvious wounds, the long and continuous pain also caused his weak nerves to collapse. He was confused in his mind, vaguely remembering all the methods to maintain divine power written in the pamphlet, and keeping the last trace of clarity. Until the moment when his divine power was about to run out, he made a desperate effort to protect all his power on the vitals of his head, but he shuddered abruptly, and felt light on his body. For some reason, his surroundings turned from noisy to extremely quiet, which restrained him. The pressure disappeared without a trace.

This change is a long one, but in fact it was only an event that happened in just one minute. When the crowd of onlookers saw the majestic storm that rose to the ground, they all involuntarily uttered exclamations. Only Shun He clenched his fists worriedly, and secretly prepared to step forward to rescue the scene at any time.

He looked at the friend who was fixed by the whirlwind, his pale face was abruptly endured by the endless wind blade, his eyes were unbearable, and he felt regretful, and he was reluctant to watch him suffer this disaster. But if he is not allowed to see the real horror of the divine power firsthand, and thus rise in awe, it will be even harder for him to say anything big in the future.

This unobstructed kid should also learn a lesson... He twists his eyebrows into a cluster, closely watching the physical condition of Jie Hai, seeing that the black light on his body is almost impossible to check, and when he can't hold on, he walked a few steps and just wanted to intervene. Suddenly a golden light shone in front of him, and the seemingly unstoppable storm circle was washed away in the blink of an eye.

A scorching golden ball of light appeared above the monk’s head without warning. Wherever the light went, the mighty gust of wind and the fine sand all settled silently, and there was no more wind scream, dueling circle. Only this blazing golden light remained in the middle.

The onlookers were all dazzled by the light ball that seemed to condense the entire sun, and sighed and hurriedly covered their eyes and bent over to avoid, and Yuming standing in the circle was even more unbearable. He only felt that his whole body was hairy for a moment. The soft ambassador can't be strong, and even the powerful torrent of divine power in the body seems to have stagnated. He suddenly panicked and didn't know the reason for the situation. He could only squat down halfway, holding the ground with his shaking hands, sweating like rain, and his cheeks were pale.

Standing outside the circle, Shun’s situation was slightly better than him, but he had to urge his entire body to barely resist the erosion of the golden light. He narrowed his eyes into a gap, gritted his teeth and took a step forward. He couldn't take a step anymore, so he stayed on the spot and swept the golden ball back and forth with his peripheral light, vaguely feeling that it was the shadow of a book. , I was horrified inexplicably.

The weird golden light came suddenly and went unexpectedly fast. In the blink of an eye, the ball of light suddenly expanded and expanded, enclosing the entire Jiehai. With a low buzzing sound, the boy disappeared with the ball of light, leaving no trace.

As the golden light left, the prince finally regained his ability to move. He stared at the empty ground in disbelief with widened eyes. After taking a few breaths, he calmed down his shock and leaped forward like a lightning bolt. Yuming, who had fallen to the ground, helped him up.

The face of the young man in the golden robe was completely bloodless at the moment, and his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably. He looked up at him but trembled and his lips were speechless, and he looked extremely weak and pitiful. He sighed secretly, his right hand went around Yuming's shoulder and carefully propped him up, and then glanced at the place where Jiehai disappeared, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and doubts arose.

Where did the golden light come from? How could it be so powerful? Why did Jiehai get into such a weird thing... He was speculating about the ensuing questions, and a white light appeared in the sky again, a beam of light fell from the sky, and the priest concealed his figure within the ball of light and stood in the duel circle. A quick glance around.

He saw the two princes supporting each other on the side. He raised his eyebrows by surprise and did not speak. He strode forward and grabbed Yuming’s hand. The warm white light quickly brushed his meridian body. The stagnant divine power circuit was opened again.

The golden-robed monk was completely immersed in a hot spring, and he couldn't say that he was warm and comfortable. As the divine power re-flowed, the lost physical strength quickly recovered. He hurriedly broke away from Shun’s embrace, glared at the kindly helpful prince with shame and viciously, and proceeded to the priest in a proper manner. A monk's ceremony, thank you dryly.

Yun Xuan waved his hand indifferently. Seeing that Shun, who looked serious and seemed worried, was about to ask questions, a sharp shout came from behind: "Under the crown of the high priest! Under the crown of the high priest!"

He looked back in amazement. The thousands of students had just been dazzled by the golden light. By this time, they had almost recovered. He just looked up and saw an extremely holy priest in white light. When even a skilled person recognized him, he screamed with excitement and trembling, instantly causing the atmosphere inside and outside the playground to climax.

The classmates present had never seen this legendary guardian, and in shock, they could no longer care about the others. As if they had encountered an idol, they rushed to the duel circle to see the supreme one. The true content.

How could Yun Xuan stand these crazy star chasers. Seeing the crowd rushing in, listening to the endless screams, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Even if he had hidden his face under the white light, he didn't dare to stay here any longer. He waved his hand out of the field of light as a conditioned reflex to hold everyone in place, and threw out the white ring to wrap the two princes before flying away and disappearing. In the sky.

The white realm was fleeting, and the students who had lifted their restraints watched such a rare opportunity disappear, one by one, they regretted that they were too impulsive, so that they were shocked. Among them, Lu Ang, the little fat man, was the most heartbroken. Seeing his chest and feet, someone who didn't know thought he had lost a loved one.

When everyone calmed down again, they finally began to discuss the strange scene with great interest. Some people speculated that it was the secret method that Jiehai learned, while others said that it was a treasure he occasionally obtained. Others argued with reasonable grounds whether he was a disciple of the high priest, and there was a lot of noise.

There was a lot of people on the playground, but at the other end of the dormitory area, Mrs. Ye was standing by the high wall with a tree tree, staring blankly at the crowded place, not knowing what she was thinking. A cold wind blew, the old man seemed to wake up from a cold war with a bit of chill, then he shook his head suspiciously, turned back and walked slowly towards the brick castle.