［Full-time］Fenghuo Liancheng

Interplay of light and shadow.

Blood rained.

This is the highest stage of domestic glory.

Standing here are the two best teams of the year.

Those who command these two teams are two people who are destined to leave their names in the history of glory!

The whole stage seemed to be set up for those two people.The others, although they are also very good professional players, but in this arena, it seems that they are just A, B, C, D who have no sense of existence——

When Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi played against Wuzhangyuan, people focused on their strategic battle, who would care about their advantage? !

Ye Xiu looked calm.It was as if he wasn't the one who was trapped in the enemy's formation and couldn't get out.

In fact, he really didn't have to worry.In the previous four waves of offensives, each wave posed a greater threat to Lan Yu than the previous wave—the last time, if Qiao Yifan's response was not a step slower, Ye Xiu would have escaped—

But this mistake will not happen again.Ye Xiu has full confidence in Xingxin.His fingers flew up and down, calmly giving various instructions in the team chat.Next time - the outcome depends on it!

However, in the minds of Blue Rain's fans, the situation on the court was completely different——

The atmosphere has been completely mobilized.The voices belonging to the young people came from the loudspeakers around the venue.Clear, steady, with strong confidence—

The anxious fans were all soothed by his confident voice.Believe in him—as if as long as you believe in him, none of this is a problem—

And we will definitely win!

"Tsk, what a good voice." Of course, there are some who don't buy it, such as Lao Wang next door.Years of old enemies made his praise sound like sarcasm—of course, it is also possible that this was his original intention.

"I've practiced it." Xiao Shiqin said, "I heard that those who give speeches, every word they say makes people think that what they say makes sense."

"I have practiced, but it may not be a speech, it may be singing." Zhang Xinjie pushed his glasses, "He speaks so fast, Mandarin is still so standard, and his pronunciation is still very clear. It is really not easy."

All the people in the box were silent.It took a long time before someone said, "Why is he practicing this thing?"

"It's convenient to stabilize the morale of the army." Wang Jiexi replied, while looking at Gao Yingjie, wondering if he should learn one too.

"...Not necessarily." Zhang Xinjie said hesitantly, "Look at Lu Hanwen."

"Lu Hanwen? Well, speaking of it, if he had grasped the opportunity just now, maybe the game would have ended." Although this kind of evaluation is not pleasant, it does not have any emotional color, because it is the truth——

"If Blue Rain still had a strong enough attacker, the game wouldn't be like this." As the game progressed, more than one spectator felt this way.

Relying on defense alone can only wear yourself down.However, if you can turn defense into offense——

As long as there is a strong enough attacker.

As long as there is a strong enough attacker.

The regret that can be felt in the auditorium, of course, can only be clearer in Lu Hanwen's heart at this moment——

Blue Rain's current attack power is not enough.

Because Young Master Huang has already left.

But—one day, Young Master Huang will leave us and Blue Rain.

There must be someone who stands up—takes the sword from Young Master Huang!

I am a swordsman.

The one who was at the forefront of Blue Rain's formation from the very beginning.

Huang Shao has a sword in his hand, and so do I!

He thought of the oath he made in his heart on that day——

"I want to go farther. I want to know how far I can go with the epee in my hand-I want to become very strong-I want to stand in front of Brother Xiaoyu so that he doesn't have to force himself Charge into the battle-"

Bursts of pride surged from the heart of the young swordsman.

He seemed to hear the horn of the charge!

He decided to follow his heart.He rushed up.In spite of the chorused sighs of many voices in the auditorium—

Huang Shaotian dropped the mouse.Yu Wenzhou frowned.Even Zheng Xuan gasped.

However, Qi Jue only took a step forward.His staff stretched out, black air filled——

He stared fixedly at the blood-red giant sword in front of him.Sword shadows fly.From the criss-crossing blood rain, he seemed to see a figure looking down at the world from the back——

'Captain...' he murmured softly.

A full ten years.

There is a long time between us.

The first time I saw Lu Hanwen, who was still immature, I felt really hard to describe.

However, with the passage of time, he was able to clearly distinguish two people - Han Wen and the captain.

The growth line of a person is too long.I am familiar with your past and have experienced your future. The only thing I can't grasp is the present——

Yet, before you know it, you've—

Unlike the future I've experienced.Not like anyone.Unlike any swordsman.Dudu has grown into the appearance I expected——

Only the mountain-like back is the same as before.

Not only was Qi Jue dumbfounded, even the audience——

They stared dumbfounded at a blood moon flying around.Wherever he went, bursts of blood rained——

The epee has no sharp edge, and it doesn't work!

Different from the light saber's elegance and agility, the katana's changes are weird and weird. The so-called epee, while powerful and heavy, carries an irreversible domineering aura!

Xingxin was also surprised that no one was his single enemy!

No, maybe one of them is still awake.

Ye Xiu.

After ten years of glory, he would not be frightened by any sudden situation on the court.So he just praised secretly in his heart, and started to organize Xingxin to fight back.

The timing of this counterattack was ingenious.What they aimed at was the weakness that Blue Rain had exposed due to the sudden change in formation.

In vain.As if he suddenly woke up, Qi Jue released a spell, which directly forced back the attack released by the ghosts.

"I'm right here." He promised softly, as if he was facing the flowing clouds at the front, or facing himself, or——somewhere in the long time.

I have been here all the time.Somewhere, there seemed to be a voice responding in this way.

The author has something to say:

The submission email sent at eight o’clock, my heart is still beating wildly——

Start coding this chapter after sending it out.After finishing writing—oh, let’s not talk about it.I was planning to catch up to 21 o'clock, but it was a few minutes away, so I didn't come in time...

And, I'm really curious, what is Xiaoyu's image in your mind?Still wearing beach shorts? !