Draw Goddess from Douluo

As soon as he finished speaking, he broke free from Liu Yang's tight hand. At that moment, the two people's eyes met briefly. Liu Yang's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion and worry, while Zhao Xin's face was full of determination and aloofness. He turned around and left, his back looking extremely cold in the eyes of everyone, but also revealing a trace of indescribable loneliness.

"Liu Yang wins!" The referee's voice echoed over the field, bringing an end to this inexplicable game. Following the announcement of the verdict, Liu Yang was immediately overwhelmed by a wave of applause. He stood there with a faint smile on his face, as if he had expected all this. After hiding for many years, he finally fully revealed himself at this moment and became the focus of everyone's attention.

In the other corner of the field, Long Fei chased Xin Zhao anxiously. As he ran, he shouted: "Xin Zhao, don't be so excited, wait for me first!" However, Xin Zhao didn't seem to hear his shout at all, and just ran against the wind, running very far in one breath.

Xin Zhao's heart was filled with confusion and unwillingness. He never expected that he would lose so quickly and miserably, and he was not even mentally prepared. Liu Yang's calm and composed look seemed to still be lingering in his mind, mocking his incompetence. This kind of frustration was almost unbearable for him.

"Friends? What friends? I, Xin Zhao, never need friends!" He shouted coldly, his voice echoing in the empty venue. As if venting his dissatisfaction and anger, he once again summoned up all his strength to run wildly, leaving Long Fei far behind.

Long Fei gasped and stopped. He looked at Xin Zhao's retreating figure, feeling helpless in his heart. He knew that what Xin Zhao needed at this moment was not comfort, but space to calm down alone. So, he turned around and walked back to the crowd, cheering for Liu Yang's victory with everyone.

But at that moment, Qi Ling's eyes never left Xin Zhao. She took a deep look at the lonely figure, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She knew that the result of this game was not just Liu Yang's victory, but also the touching of some emotion deep in Zhao Xin's heart. And this touch may become an important turning point in their future story.

As the game ended, the crowd dispersed. Only Liu Yang and Qi Ling were left on the field. Liu Yang walked over, looked at Qi Ling and smiled: "Thank you for coming to my game."

Qi Ling responded with a bright smile: "Your performance is excellent, Zhao Xin... just needs some time."

Liu Yang nodded, his eyes revealing his understanding and concern for Xin Zhao. He knows that this victory does not mean the end of him and Xin Zhao, but it may be a new beginning. The story between them may have just begun to unfold...

Long Fei gasped and stared at the rapidly disappearing figure in front of him, feeling both annoyed and helpless in his heart. He originally thought he could easily catch the opponent this time, but unexpectedly, the guy ran faster than a rabbit. After chasing him, he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

"My mom, if you can run like this, you won't have anywhere to get those copper coins in the future!" Long Fei finally gave up chasing. He stopped, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for air. His face was full of disappointment and unwillingness, but more importantly, helplessness.

At this moment, a kind voice suddenly came over, breaking the brief silence: "Hey, what's your relationship with him?"

Long Fei turned around and saw a thin boy with a delicate face standing not far away, looking at him with a smile. That young man was Liu Yang, and he seemed to be quite interested in what just happened.

Long Fei frowned. He didn't have much fondness for Liu Yang, but he couldn't get angry directly. He straightened up, tried his best to look calm, and then said, "What relationship I have with him is none of your business."

Liu Yang didn't seem to care about Long Fei's attitude. He chuckled, with a hint of cunning and curiosity in his smile: "I'm just curious. Looking at the way you were chasing after me just now, it seems that you have some deep hatred."

Long Fei pursed his lips. He didn't want to explain too much about the entanglement between himself and the escapee. He glared at Liu Yang and said angrily: "Go, kid, don't think that you can despise me just because you beat Xin Zhao. I'm much better than him."

Hearing Long Fei's words, Liu Yang laughed secretly in his heart. He naturally knew that Long Fei was deliberately trying to elevate himself and wanted him to retreat in spite of difficulties. However, he didn't want to just give up the opportunity to communicate with Long Fei. He still kept a smile and said in a calm tone: "I just want to make friends with you, nothing else."

Long Fei was startled, obviously not expecting Liu Yang to say that. He tilted his head and looked at Liu Yang with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he wanted to see some clues from his face. However, there was no other expression on Liu Yang's face except sincerity and kindness.

"Why do you want to be friends with me?" Long Fei asked doubtfully, "We don't know each other very well."

Liu Yang scratched his head. He couldn't explain why he suddenly had such an idea. He always felt that there seemed to be some indescribable connection between himself and Long Fei, and this connection made him unable to help but want to get close to him. "I don't know, but there seems to be a voice in my heart telling me to get close to you. It's very strange." Liu Yang frowned, trying to clear his thoughts.