Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 633
Xia Feng's Chinese swearing was not intentional, but blurted out because of impatience.

In fact, he didn't mean to insult brother Zhuzi, on the contrary, he was really amazed at this person's strength.

Brother Zhuzi's strong group, if they hadn't improved their swordsmanship level from Master Xiao before leaving, they would have been defeated after a few moves.

Brother Zhuzi's strength has undoubtedly been recognized and appreciated by Xia Feng. To be honest, if this guy hadn't been too noisy, he would have planned to invite Brother Zhuzi to join Heiyu.

This match was the longest match in the entire top 8 match. Nearly half an hour has passed since the start, and the winner has not yet been decided.

Brother Zhuzi was sweating profusely, his voice was almost hoarse when he shouted, but he still couldn't completely defeat Xia Feng.

On the other side, Xia Feng also had no composure at all.

His sad Qiuliyu couldn't practice well enough, and he couldn't reach Master Xiao's one move to determine the outcome. There was no way, brother Zhuzi was too steady.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Xia Feng rushed over again.

Brother Zhuzi also greeted him with a knife.

"Sad autumn and rain!!!"

“Musco ducks playing in the water!!!”

Just like the name of Erzhuzi's move, the two on the ring croaked like Muscovy ducks, sweating their youth, respecting their opponents, respecting the rules, going all out and never giving up.

The audience was infected by the perseverance of the two on stage, and they all clenched their fists to cheer for them.

"Boys, come on!"

"Come on, don't give up!"

"It's all good!"

The sounds of weapons colliding and cheering were intertwined, and the exhaustion of the body gradually became numb.

Erzhuzi was still yelling weird move names, but for some reason, Xia Feng gradually felt that those names were not so noisy.

He seemed to see himself hiding in the room alone when he was a child, wearing a bed sheet and holding a broom, and shouting those middle two lines.

Erzhuzi is not an infected person, his current strength is all honed through hard work, he really worked hard.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Xia Feng's mouth.

It turns out that this is the real competition. After several days of intrigue, this is actually the spirit of a warrior, and it is also the spirit that a swordsmanship competition should have.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng suddenly felt a surge of positive energy bursting out of his body, making his entire body bright.

"Brother Zhuzi, can you still hold on?"

Seeing Xia Fengyang's smile, Er Zhuzi also grinned.

"Xia Feng, you are really strong."

The game lasted for a full hour, and the audience enjoyed watching it very much.

The two on the ring went from fighting tit-for-tat to admiring each other, from being physically strong to exhausting, until at the end, Er Zhuzi was so tired that he couldn't even hold a knife steadily.

According to the rules, Xia Feng didn't dare to draw out the black and white twins, but his changed physique was still much stronger than that of ordinary people. Every time they fought, it seemed that both sides were harmless, but Er Zhuzi's tendons were still shaken to the point of trembling. trembling.

Under the circumstance of being unable to injure the opponent and having almost the same strength, the gap in physique and endurance was gradually exposed.

"Ding!"

During a confrontation, the long knife in Er Zhuzi's hand flew away and fell far away.

Xia Feng didn't take advantage of it, he panted heavily and looked at Erzhuzi who was dripping with sweat.

"Brother Zhuzi?"

Er Zhuzi's hand was raised in the air, but his fingers were already trembling slightly, and his expression gradually changed from surprise to relief.

"Xia Feng, I lost."

Er Zhuzi's expression was a little helpless, but more calm, as if he was not unacceptable to this result.

Xia Feng lowered the Shenyue Saber.

"Brother Zhuzi, you haven't lost yet, you can pick up the knife and continue."

"No."

Er Zhuzi let out a heavy breath, his face turned from red to pale, it could be seen that his physical strength had reached its limit.

Erzhuzi showed a weary wry smile.

"Xia Feng, to be honest, it was my childhood dream to go to the Royal Academy, but because my family was poor, I didn't have the chance to realize this dream when I was young. Now I can break into the top 8 in the swordsmanship competition, and I can fight against a master like you. Now, I am content."

"Brother Zhuzi, don't give up."

Er Zhuzi waved his hand.

"I didn't give up, I already lost, the top 8 is my limit, I am self-aware, even if I beat you, I will definitely not be able to beat Tai Lin and that player Xiao Yunye, I can fight you until now , I feel I have surpassed myself."

After finishing speaking, Er Zhuzi raised his hand to the referee and shouted loudly.

"I surrender!"

The referee announced Xia Feng's victory, and he successfully entered the semi-finals.

The audience gave warm applause and cheers for this wonderful game.

After the end, Xia Feng stretched out his hand to Erzhuzi.

"Brother Zhuzi, you are a respectable opponent."

Holding both hands together, Er Zhuzi smiled sincerely.

"Xia Feng, you are the same, you have to work hard, I wish you can win the championship."

Xia Feng gave a thumbs up.

"That is required."

Xia Feng developed a feeling of sympathy for Brother Zhuzi, and before leaving the ring, he said reluctantly.

"Brother Zhuzi, leave a phone call."

Er Zhuzi's back was very chic, like a lonely knight, he waved his hands with his back to Xia Feng, and said as he walked.

"Meeting is worse than meeting by chance. Although the world is big, we will meet each other by fate. Xia Feng, there will be a time later."

After all, Er Zhuzi walked off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.

Of course, Zhuzi's appearance and lines are very free and easy, but in the end he still has to come back, unless he doesn't want the bonus.

Xia Feng won this match, and the process can be described as hearty and hearty. Although it was not without danger, it was very tiring.

After the end, he went back to the rest area to take the time to recover his strength. Guigui took drinks and beat his legs. Ansel also used the Chinese medicine therapy he learned to relax his muscles and activate blood circulation.

Turtle said with some concern.

"Big Fengche, I think you seem very tired, are you injured?"

Xia Feng drank oolong tea with a happy face.

"It's okay, not tired at all, I feel like I improved in this game."

The red knife next to him snorted and said with his arms folded.

"Don't talk about it, and improve, your performance in this game is just two words in my opinion."

"what?"

"ugly."

Xia Feng's evaluation of Hongdao is difficult to accept.

"Impossible. I think I played pretty well. I'm not bragging. I think this game is the one that best demonstrates the fighting spirit of the Empire."

After the last match of the top 8, the academy organizers immediately discussed the semi-finals.

Before noon, the specific rules were announced.

Because Skadi and Hela both lost their qualifications for the competition, there are only 4 people in the top 3 theoretically. After discussions with the organizers, it was finally decided to use a lottery to determine the schedule.

After the lottery results come out, one person will directly advance to the final, and the other two will need to compete for the 2-1 spot. Because there are only 3 people, this rule is the most reasonable.

After confirming the lottery method, Xia Feng was even more acceptable, because no matter what the result of the lottery was, he only needed to compete once.

Needless to say, if it is signed.

If he is drawn to fight against Lord Xiao, he will naturally win.

As for the last one, if he is drawn to compete with Tai Lin for the final qualification, then for him, the semi-final is already the final. As long as he can beat Tai Lin, Lord Xiao will also take the initiative to lose to him in the final.

Of course, the best result is still to get the lottery, that is, let Master Xiao help him defeat Tailin.

However, as if it was deliberately manipulated by the authorities, there was a one-third probability that it was not drawn.

noon.

The three drew lots in the ring, and the result was.

Lord Xiao is automatically promoted, and he needs to compete with Tai Lin in the semi-finals in the afternoon to compete for another place in the final.

There is nothing to complain about this result, as long as he can beat Tai Lin, he will compete with Master Xiao in the final.

In other words, as long as he can beat Tailin, he will definitely win the championship and become a Victorian nobleman.

　Recommend a book friend's B station boat science research group, called Victoria Detective Agency, which regularly releases some decryption and strategy videos. If you are interested, you can go and have a look.

　　


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