The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 692 Winning or losing with one sword!

Once a shot is made, there will be no room for turning around, only to fight to the end.

So, is there still no certainty of victory?
Having never fought against Luo Qingyin, Huang Youshuang can only judge by Luo Qingyin's shots at the freshman exhibition and the feeling of the battle against Fengzi.

If so, it is much more accurate than any other audience.

Xue Jianze and Huang Youshuang had diametrically opposite views, and a hint of appreciation flashed across Wei Jin's eyes: "She should be confident. Last time I played against her, she won me by relying on tricks."

Huang Youshuang said in surprise: "How can I use a trick? Tell me, maybe I can use it next time I meet you."

"You have no chance." Xue Jianze smiled with a smile on his lips, with a calm and melancholy expression, "She aroused my hidden disease with the sound of the sword."

Huang Youshuang: "..."

Enough!

It's no wonder Luo Qingyin would say that it's impossible to be with Xue Jianze... But if there is even a little affection, it is impossible to use this method to shorten the life span of a few years.

Huang Youshuang shook his head and sighed.

While speaking, Zhan Fengzi made another mistake under the faint panic and slightest fear.

At that moment, Zhan Fengzi even had a fluke in his arms, hoping that Luo Qingyin would let her go with just a slight smile like before.

However, Luo Qingyin did not.

At the moment of the mistake, the corners of Luo Qing's lips raised slightly, and the Five Elements Sword that had been placed in his hand for a long time suddenly came out of its sheath. The incomparable dark red sword rainbow went straight away.

The sword's edge reflected the light of the moonstone from all directions, reflecting Luo Qingyin's unstoppable aura.

when!
With a loud noise like a dragon's chant, Zhan Fengzi hastily blocked with his huge sword, and before he could use his wrist, he felt an extremely powerful force coming. After a slight tremor, the epee flew away from his hand!

Luo Qingyin succeeded in one move, but instead of chasing after him, she put the sword back into its sheath, and glanced at the stunned Zhan Fengzi.

Zhan Fengzi stared blankly for a long time with a pale face, finally came to his senses, turned his head to look at the epee pierced straight into the stage.

She actually lost!
The audience was completely shocked.

"The formation master actually defeated the war lunatic!"

"It turns out that formation masters can fight against the enemy like this! It completely overturned my understanding of formation formation masters!"

"One sword will win or lose, this is the real battle!"

"Bald!!!"

"Baldhead you are amazing!!!!!!!!!"

There were screams one after another, mixed with a few uncoordinated voices: "Bald, I want to challenge you!"

Zhan Fengzi took back his epee while screaming, and strode up to Luo Qingyin.

Luo Qingyin raised her brows slightly, but in the end she just uttered two words: "Let's go."

The petals of the three thousand flowers in the sleeves fluttered out and became the size of a small boat in an instant. She jumped on the petals, and before the crazy audience rushed to the stage, she stretched out her hand to give Zhan Fengzi a hand, and urged the petals to disappear into the night sky middle.

Luo Qingyin's palms were cold and full of sweat... It's a pity that Zhan Fengzi was thinking about his failure all his body and mind, but he didn't realize it.

Without looking at her, Luo Qingyin sat down cross-legged on the petals, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In this battle, she played it seemingly lightly, but actually racked her brains.

Since the battle between Huang Youshuang and Zhan Fengzi, she has been thinking about how to win Zhan Fengzi.

Head-to-head?Sword against sword?
Insidiously set up a formation for her to dance?
Find out the flaws in her swordsmanship and concentrate on attacking?
Zhan Fengzi is not the kind of aloof person like Zhan Zheng, nor is he as feminine as Gu Feiying, nor is he like Zi Yunchen who treats everything as a joke... After much deliberation, she couldn't think of a suitable way .

As a last resort, she had no choice but to cut off all these thoughts in her mind, and resorted to the psychological warfare of "going all out and exhausting again and again". Spirit, at the penultimate peak, a sudden sword made her afraid...

It's almost all tricks, it's more insidious and tricky than the one she had with Xue Jianze.

It wasn't until the moment of victory that she could barely realize that this shameless way really won Zhan Fengzi!
It's just that she didn't have the joy of winning as usual.

She was full of guilt.

She didn't even want to face the crowd who were cheering for her.

She knew that losing was a difficult thing for Zhan Fengzi.

She also knows that the winner is a prince and the loser is a thief, Zhan Fengzi will be ridiculed by countless people as a loser.

So, when fleeing the crowd, she subconsciously dragged Zhan Fengzi along with her.

The cold and bright moonlight, faint and soft, sprinkled on the tree like running water, as if covered with a silver ribbon.

The petal boat fluttered past the tree, Luo Qingyin looked sideways at Zhan Fengzi, who was like a clay puppet.

Zhan Fengzi seemed to have just run around naked in the bustling street, her face was red and red, blue and blue, the moonlight fell on her rough, slightly unfeminine face, there was a hint of sadness.

The guilt in Luo Qingyin's heart was even worse, she sighed secretly, she must practice hard, and beat her in a serious manner next time!
When they returned to Chenxiang Residence, Yuanzi and Xuecanwa, who were watching the battle, were probably stuck in the crowd of onlookers and hadn't returned yet.

Luo Qingyin searched around in Chenxiangju but found no one, not even the three little hairballs, she sat on the wooden floor under the eaves in a low mood, not interested in studying the new changes of Sanqian Huasha I am not in the mood to read a book, leaning against the wall and looking at the moon.

I don't know how long later, Yuanzi came back with the snow ginseng doll, the three little hair balls, and Ming Jiu who ran up the mountain to watch her fight, and saw her and Zhan Fengzi sitting there with a look of lovelessness, slightly apprehensive. Surprised.

Fortunately, Yuanzi had already got the essence of "don't make a fuss about anything she sees", she turned around and signaled the little guys behind her not to make a fuss, and went into the kitchen to gather some snacks, prepared wine, and put them on the small table in front of them. Just retreated.

"Hey, how long are you going to be in a daze?" Zhan Fengzi suddenly asked, picked up the monkey wine on the small table, flicked the cork, drank it down, and squinted at her , "I want to challenge you, come to fight, to fight, to fight, to fight..."

Luo Qingyin rubbed her forehead helplessly.

...This guy recovered too quickly!

Picking up another bottle of monkey wine on the table, Luo Qingyin took a sip and said two words, "No war."

"Okay." Zhan Fengzi said to fight, but he didn't have the intention to move his sword. He stared at the foggy courtyard under the moonlight and asked, "I want to stay in the formation for a few more days."

Luo Qingyin glanced at her suspiciously: "Like being abused?"

(End of this chapter)