Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 765 The battle for the top three! (4 more)
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and above the riverside, the cool breeze makes the shadows of the trees sway and dance.

Ling Feng and Yue Yunlan sat side by side on the embankment, seeming to have their own concerns, but after greeting each other, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a little weird for a while.

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 in the middle court and the east court. Mr. Ling is thinking, how should I face my friend?" Yue Yunlan stared at Ling Feng with bright eyes, and said softly.

"When we met for the first time, Miss Yue rescued me from the river, and it was my life-saving grace. I shouldn't have competed with Miss Yue for anything..."

Ling Feng sighed softly, he really didn't want to make a move against Yue Yunlan, but facing a formidable opponent like the Middle School Sword Team, if he didn't play, he might not be sure of victory.

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

Yue Yunlan smiled sweetly, "However, there is really no need for Mr. Ling to make things difficult. Yunlan is not a little girl who doesn't know the basics. Although everyone in the middle school sword team and I hope to win, a competition is a competition, and whoever wins will lose. Speak with strength. Tomorrow's battle, Mr. Ling doesn't need to hold back, and I will never deliberately let the water go."

"What I want to see is a contest between real sword teams. Regardless of the outcome, I hope to have no regrets."

"It's a good one, but I hope you have no regrets. Miss Yue, I understand!"

There was a faint smile on Ling Feng's face. He hadn't mentioned the finals these few days because he didn't know how to face Yue Yunlan in the finals.

Now it seems that he is not as thorough as Yue Yunlan.

"Tomorrow's final, Ling Feng will definitely go all out."

A gleam of light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and the gloom in his heart was swept away, and he will have no burdens in tomorrow's battle.

"Finally," Yue Yunlan pursed her delicate lips, and whispered in an almost unrecognizable voice: "From a personal point of view, Yunlan hopes that Mr. Ling can win tomorrow!"

"Miss Yue..." Ling Feng was taken aback for a moment, seeing Yue Yunlan's slightly flushed cheeks, he felt his heartstrings being gently twitched.

"However, I will never show mercy."

Yue Yunlan gritted her silver teeth, raised her powder fist, and made a threatening posture, revealing a rare playful expression.

"Hahaha……"

Ling Feng laughed loudly, and saluted Yue Yunlan, "Then tomorrow's match, I have to ask Ms. Yue for advice."

Yue Yunlan gave Ling Feng an angry look, then changed the subject immediately, and said through gritted teeth: "We'll talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow. Tonight, we'll only talk about romance, not trivial matters."

"Okay, just talk about Fengyue, not about trivial matters."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, his mood suddenly brightened.If I knew this earlier, why bother to struggle these few days.

……

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

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

Finally ushered in the decisive battle of the sword fighting competition of the Fifth Academy, and each of these animals seemed extremely excited, even more excited than the members of the East Academy Sword Team.

After all, the East Court has been weak for many years, and suddenly reached the finals, and is still the favorite to win the championship. This kind of reversal has changed the atmosphere of the entire East Court.

In the past, when people mentioned the Eastern Academy, they thought of "spicy chicken" and "rookie", but now, the students of the Eastern Academy walk in the academy, and their backs are even straighter.

Surrounded by a group of support groups, all members of the East School Sword Team headed for the Central Great Sword Arena.

Today, in the Grand Sword Arena, there are tens of thousands of seats, and there are no empty seats.

This day's pinnacle battle can be described as a long-awaited one.

Although the sword team of the East School has been crushing all the way and is in the limelight, the sword team of the Middle School is by no means in vain.

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

Before the match even started, the support teams of both sides were already shouting loudly, shouting for those they supported, such as: "Ling Feng! Ling Feng!..."

"Mu Liufeng! Mu Liufeng!..."

"Little Sword God! Little Sword God!..."

The sound waves of all kinds of shouts, one wave after another, seemed to be overwhelming, deafening.

Or support the East Court Sword Team, or the Middle School Sword Team.In contrast, the second team of the middle court, which also qualified for the top three competition, seemed a bit neglected.

After all, the second team of the middle school had already lost to the sword team of the east school, and there was almost no suspense when they met the sword team of the east school again.

As for meeting the middle court sword team, that's not to mention, if they can win, they won't be the second team.

"It's finally the final!"

Old General Deng sighed softly, looked at his precious granddaughter sitting next to him, feeling helpless in his heart.

Under the "coercion" of this precious granddaughter, I can be regarded as not losing a game. I watched all the games of the East School Sword Team.

"Grandpa, grandpa, guess who will win today!"

Before the competition started, Deng Yongshi jumped up and down excitedly, unable to sit still.

Old General Deng rolled his eyes, "I'm going to say it's the middle school sword team, can you give up with my old man? You are so partial to that kid Ling Feng, don't guess! I don't guess!"

Deng Yongshi's pretty face blushed, she gave her grandpa a look, and spat lightly: "Stinky grandpa, why am I partial to that stinky guy!"

Deng Xian stroked his long beard, smiled and said nothing.

It is worth mentioning that today, Leng Jianfeng didn't deliberately wear this cloak to hide in the corner, but stood with Wang Yishan and the others, bragging about the current "half of the country" of the Eastern Academy Sword Team, but He was trained by Leng Jianfeng.

The instructors and professors of other colleges, even though they were upset and gritted their teeth with hatred when they saw this brazen guy, there was nothing they could do.

Because there is nothing wrong with what this guy said.

Ling Feng, Jiang Xiaofan, and Li Bufan are all students brought out by him, so what the hell is that!
Now that his students have reached the finals, this teacher Leng will naturally come to show off his power in a splendid manner.

After all, this guy is still very nervous, and he came out of the shadow of "broken love" so quickly, but when he saw that mentor Su Qingxuan, he was still a little embarrassed.

Finally, when the red sun in the east hung high in the sky, a burst of "rumbling" drums 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, directly shaking the sky.

Then, the chief referee Tong Chengtai, who was in charge of presiding over this year's Fifth Academy Sword Fighting Competition, flew out, raised his hands slightly, and the audience immediately fell silent.

This also means that the five-academy sword fight competition, the final finals, has finally officially begun!
(End of this chapter)