Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 643 Game Over
Under the stage, Xia Feng covered his ears and was almost deafened by the roar of mountains and tsunamis. He really didn't understand why these soldiers roared so loudly.

Obviously, Verin's impassioned speech was intended for Ursus, and it probably meant that.

[You Ursas are a military power, but we, Victoria, are not vegetarians. Isn’t it just a dead person? You still want to make use of the problem and bring the army over?Have you seen the fighting will of our soldiers and civilians now, I advise you to be kind. 】

In fact, it stands to reason that such words should not be uttered by a delicate princess.

But no one dared to doubt the authority of Verin's speech at this time.

There are many students from all over the world in the audience, and there are also many international media on the scene. Verin's speech this time will soon spread all over the world.

At this point, the official meaning of the swordsmanship competition can also be said to be completed.

Verin then delivered another long speech.

In Xia Feng's ears, these words were nothing more than changing the soup. With the theme of the swordsmanship competition, Wei Lin was inciting and guiding the masses, admiring the authority of the royal family, and using some vague psychological hints to build character.

The Victorian citizens at the scene stared at the stars, and felt that Verin was the sun in their hearts.

But those foreign students felt inexplicable, as if they had entered a brainwashing conference.

As for today's final, the organizers seem to have forgotten about it.

In fact, Xia Feng understands that one of the finalists is himself and the other is Lord Xiao. To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the royal family, they are all outsiders who came out of nowhere. The candidate they really want is dead or lost. , they don't care about this championship anymore.

Afterwards, dear Princess Verin looked down at the audience and spoke for more than half an hour, abruptly turning the fencing contest into a talk show conference.

Just when Xia Feng was about to fall asleep, she finally finished speaking.

Marlen Leger rushed forward to take the microphone, then backed away respectfully with his tail between his legs, and then he stepped onto the ring and announced the progress of the final.

Seeing Maren Leger come to the stage, Xia Feng greeted Xiao Yunye beside him.

"Master Xiao, let's go, it's our turn."

"kindness."

While standing under the stage, Xiao Yunye asked calmly.

"Xia Feng, how do we compete in this final? Am I going to admit defeat immediately after I come on stage?"

Xia Feng shook his head.

"No, that would be too abrupt. Although it will be dramatic, the organizers and the royal family still have to give face. Let's do a few simple tricks. In about 15 minutes, you will deliberately lose to me."

"But how can I lose to you?"

Xia Feng touched his chin and thought for a while.

This championship is no joke, if it is too obvious, it is a slap in the face of the royal family.

Although he really wanted to slap the royal family in the face so that Princess Verin could not step down on the spot, but this occasion was obviously not suitable. After all, it is better to win the championship first, and then make a long-term plan after everyone is happy.

"How about this, Master Xiao, when the time comes, I will intentionally push you to the edge of the ring, and I will knock you off the ring in a way that kills you all, and you will also stab me with a sword in the process, don't worry, as long as you don't stab me to death on the spot , how bloody and how to do it."

Master Xiao glanced at the gauze on Xia Feng's body.

"Did you suffer? You just suffered such a serious injury yesterday."

Xia Feng briefly moved his painful limbs, and smiled indifferently.

"It's okay, it's almost time anyway."

In order to stir up the atmosphere, Maren Legg babbled a lot in the arena, probably introducing Xia Feng and Master Xiao's various brilliant performances throughout the competition, deliberately creating a suspense.

Then, he waved his hand.

"Okay, now that both contestants are ready in the audience, I announce that the finals of the Royal Academy Swordsmanship Competition will begin now!"

After Maren Legg stepped down, Xia Feng and Xiao Yunye stepped up one after the other.

"Boom!"

This was the last time the gong was sounded for the fencing contest.

In the auditorium in the front row, many familiar faces were there.

Everyone in Heiyu naturally looked at ease. To them, this match was just a formality.

However, Paddy and Du Wei were the most excited. They never imagined that Xia Feng would actually make it to the finals, especially Paddy, who was Xia Feng's tablemate, felt like he was dreaming.

Gretha-senpai was also cheering loudly, including Brother Zhuzi, who was defeated before, also cheering for Xia Feng below, and the atmosphere on the scene became hot instantly.

Kahn stood alone in the distance, staring at Xia Feng on the ring with a gloomy face. To be honest, he didn't expect Xia Feng to really make it to the final.

on the ring.

Xia Feng carelessly waved to the group of relatives and friends who were cheering for him below, and then turned to face Xiao Yunye.

"Master Xiao, please give me your advice."

After finishing speaking, Xia Feng raised the Shenyue Saber and rushed over.

In order to make the match more real, Xiao Yunye also gave enough face, drew out the Qingyun sword at the beginning, and had a great time fighting Xia Feng "jingling".

From the audience's point of view, the two on the ring were going all out and facing each other. Of course, Xia Feng was indeed going all out, but Xiao Yunye was guiding and teaching.

During the duel, Xiao Yunye easily blocked Xia Feng's move, Sad Autumn Liyu, and commented.

"The speed and accuracy are acceptable, but the center of gravity of the body has shifted too much, so that the initiative will be lost after the sword is retracted."

After avoiding Xia Feng's cleaving move, Xiao Yunye said again.

"I have deliberately sold you a flaw just now, but your judgment was wrong, cleaving is the worst choice."

During the whole process, Xia Feng was taught with an open mind, and the actual combat with Master Xiao was a treasure. Practice and theory coexisted. The official price of this class should be worth at least 1000 million Thai la coins.

After fighting dozens of times and beckoning, Xia Feng secretly looked at Princess Wei Lin on the high platform. At some point, she had closed her eyes, as if she had no interest in this kind of rough competition.

The commander of Taireg Legion who was guarding Wei Lin was also impatient. A master of his level must be able to see that Master Xiao was intentionally throwing water.

But Xia Feng didn't care, he didn't act for these masters, he mainly acted for ordinary audiences to take care of the face of the organizer and the royal family.

The battle lasted for more than ten minutes.

With one stepping forward, the Shenyue knife slammed into the Qingyun sword. At the same time, Xia Feng gave Xiao Yunye a wink.

After knowing it, Xiao Yunye was hit by the force of the sword and hit the edge of the ring. Seizing the gap, Xia Feng chased him like a whirlwind.

Seeing this thrilling scene, the audience let out an exclamation.

Xiao Yunye stabilized his posture at the edge of the ring, and in the next second, Xia Feng's blade attacked head-on. When the opponent had no way to retreat, Xia Feng completely abandoned defense with this blade, and slashed with the momentum of fighting for life .

The blade of Qingyun Sword was about to grow out of Shenyue Dao, Xiao Yunye raised the sword and stabbed.

"puff!"

The sword's edge sank into Xia Feng's shoulder, bringing up a spray of blood, and at the same time, the Shenyue knife also slashed towards Xiao Yunye's face.

In this situation, Xiao Yunye retreated again to avoid, but because he was already forced to the edge of the ring, his kick missed without accident.

While dodging the Shenyue Saber, Xiao Yunye also fell off the ring.

The referee's voice came immediately.

"Contestant Xiao Yunye fell off the ring, and contestant Xia Feng wins!"

On the arena, Xia Feng panted heavily, and tightly covered the wound on his shoulder with his hands, the blood spilled out smoothly.

Afterwards, he inserted the Shenyue Saber back into the scabbard at his waist, while covering the wound, he clenched his right hand into a fist and stood on the ring and raised it high.

"what!"

There was a roar that belonged to the victor.

After seeing Xia Feng's scarred body and expression of pain and hatred, the audience were all overwhelmed by his persistent belief.

From him, the audience seemed to see his hardships along the way, as well as the joy of challenging the impossible and defeating a powerful enemy.

Such acting skills are amazing.

Hearing Xia Feng's roar on the ring, Princess Wei Lin opened her eyes.

She stared at Xia Feng's figure, and asked Taireg who was standing beside him.

"Is that person very good at swordsmanship?"

Tyreg replied respectfully.

"Above ordinary people, but not equal to the top."

Verin obviously didn't know anything about swordsmanship, so she continued to ask with some doubts.

"Since he can't be at the top, why is he the champion? Has the overall level of this swordsmanship competition dropped so much?"

Taireg didn't explain too much, or he didn't know how to explain, so he could only reply briefly.

"Your Highness, in fact, none of the masters I know participated in the competition this time. Rest assured, the princess, our Victorian civil forces have not declined."

The bright eyes under Verin's silver crown narrowed slightly, and she noticed that Taireg was answering irrelevant questions, but she didn't say anything more about it.

She squinted her eyes to look at the ring, and said to herself.

"That person is called Xia Feng, right?"

(End of this chapter)