Gao Yunchao said, untied the short cloak on his body, placed it on the seat in the first row of the stands, and handed the snacks in his hand to a viewer, smiling: "Please help me hold them, it won't take too long. My sister doesn't like to eat cold snacks, so I have to give them to her while it's warm."

His voice is not high.

The problem is that most of the people in Changping Academy who did not have competitions sat in the first row, and of course they could hear it clearly.

Xu Mengshen nodded with consent.

Everyone else looked at him with the Warrior's eyes, but they thought this person was so admirable.

Their sister Yuying has dominated the academy for a long time, and it is really fresh to hear these words now.

Two students from Jiangnan Academy were sitting with the people from Changping Academy. After looking at the faces of these students from Changping Academy, they couldn't help but wonder: "Aren't you angry?"

"What a poor child!"

A student from Changping sighed softly, "But he was right. Sister Yuying likes to satisfy the enemy's wishes the most. This time his wish may be realized."

Jiangnan Academy and other students around him instantly felt that Changping Academy was full of strange people.

At this time, Gao Yunchao stretched out his hand and waved it. On the bluestone floor leading to the arena in front of him, the water vapor turned into white mist and gradually disappeared.

The entire arena was dry, the walls were roasted red, and soon it turned into an environment that Gao Yun was super familiar and loved.

Obviously, he didn't care how he despised Yang Yuying, but he was quite cautious in his actions.

Everyone says that the capital is both outstanding, and Gao Yunchao is far inferior to Xia Zhiming, but he is both outstanding and a master and a good disciple. Then he cannot be a fool.

When he was always bickering with Zhao Yi, he was still a little impetuous, but now he has been reborn.

Gao Yunchao flew over his clothes and walked onto the arena in two steps. He was as imposing as a rainbow and full of style as a master.

The spectators said one after another: "The ring match is a game for men. Women should have gone back to hold dolls long ago. Look at the women's competitions in the previous few women's competitions, they are all soft. They are obviously fighting, but they just look like dancing!"

"That's right, but the men in our Dashun Dynasty still spoil women too much, otherwise... how did the three female champions come from in front?"

When Xu Meng heard this discussion, he looked back.

Lin Guan shook his head and said, "Hey, I, Dashun Dynasty, have so many mental retardants. I am really sad for my country."

Xu Meng smiled.

How important is the Beijing competition? Is there anyone who can make people in such an occasion?

If you can say those words, what is it that you are not mentally retarded?

Then there was a sound of relaxed footsteps. Everyone looked back and saw Yang Yuying wearing a green robe and an oil-paper umbrella, and Shi Shi came.

She was dressed in a simple manner, neither dressed up very seriously nor shone with stars, and was sailing in the wind and clouds. She just walked through the trails so often, walked to the front of the ring, and then stepped on the stone steps, stepping up step by step.

Gao Yunchao made complete preparations from the beginning, attacking words, disturbing his mind, gradually improving his morale, improving the terrain, and doing everything he could do. He also did a great job, and every step was impeccable.

But Yang Yuying just came over very often, as easy as she used to play games.

Gao Yunchao has studied Yang Yuying many times and knows that she is actually good at setting up formations, with strange methods and often unpredictable.

Just as Yang Yuying climbed the last stone steps, he was like a volcano ready to go, and he bumped across him.

Yang Yuying smiled and opened her red lips lightly: "Come."

After the words came, the long sword in his sleeve slipped and fell into his palm. The sword light flashed, and the whole person also took a step forward.

In an instant, the two of them fought several moves.

The fire flashed on the entire arena, and the sword lights were lit with ice ridges. Everyone under the arena was almost stunned.

Someone just said that women compete in martial arts and dance.

In fact, most people with brains only listened to it.

Who is not a real skill for a woman who can get on the ring or even become a champion? Men say strange things but they are just panacea.

But at this moment, they really felt that Yang Yuying seemed to be dancing, which was really beautiful and breathtaking.

There were a lot of thoughts off the stage, but it was just a flash of thought. Gao Yunchao on the stage could not appreciate the beauty of sword dance at all.

He only felt that every piece of skin and every inch of muscle was clamoring - dangerous!

The pores seemed to be blocked by the ice from the Nine Nether Abyss, and no matter how surging firepower was, they could not burst out. When each move was about to be released, it seemed like a new flame hitting an iceberg. Before it burned, it was extinguished.

He knew that this was not true, and Yang Yuying was not that strong either, but he was clear and clear, but his body was afraid and did not obey his will command at all.

Gao Yunchao suddenly became furious. How could he be afraid!

In an instant, the strength of his whole body was concentrated at one point, and he tried his best to collect every point of his strength.

With a bang, Gao Yunchao suddenly punched.

The fist wind brought the fire dragon, and he made a desperate bet and burst out.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Zhao Yan stood up suddenly.

Chang Qing was stunned: "Gao Yunchao is crazy? Why is he anxious?"

Yang Yuying's swordsmanship is good, and he feels refreshed when he sees it, but no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, he can see that some places are not yet harmonious, and it is not without flaws.

If Gao Yunchao responds calmly, he will definitely win, not say that he will definitely win, at least now it is far from the time to decide the winner.

But now I'm sure I'll lose.

Sure enough, Yang Yuying seemed to have predicted the opponent's moves in advance, but she just gently turned around and avoided the opponent's fist wind. Then she turned her sword and knocked Gao Yunchao's forehead with the hilt of the sword!

Gao Yunchao's body fell down softly.

...

"Yang Yuying won!"

"The seventh arena, champion Yang Yuying!"

At this time, half of the ring turned into ashes inch by inch.

Gao Yunchao's last blow was so powerful that it was terrifying.

Of course, the side effects are also great, so he can only use this attack. Once he misses one attack, he will definitely die.

Under the ring, countless audiences started to buzz.

Yang Yuying smiled, walked over and touched Gao Yunchao's snack box, and whispered: "The snack is still hot, so it won't delay you, please."

Everyone: "..."

Gao Yunchao tried hard to stand up, stared at her expressionlessly for a while, and actually walked over and picked up the snack box, put on a cloak, and walked step by step.

Chang Qing realized it later: "Yang Yuying should have used the formation she is best at. But when is it?"

Everyone in Honghu's squad knew that Yang Yuying was good at formations, and Gao Yunchao must be careful and extremely alert, but even so, he was still hit.

If he said that he was in the game, but they watched but did not notice the traces of Yang Yuying's attack, it would be a bit of a headache.

Xia Zhiming chuckled and was about to say something, but when he turned around, he saw the stars flashing in Lin Guan's eyes, revealing an indescribable tenderness. He was stunned.

Lin Guan suddenly laughed and said, "The first time I saw her, she was fighting with a few brats, with her hair scattered, and was covered in a mess. She said, "Who dares to scold her mother? She will beat her to death when she sees her."

After saying this, Lin Guan smiled and his eyebrows were drooping.

When he saw the little girl, the dagger in his hand had already penetrated his left chest one inch.

But he suddenly thought, if he died, would anyone else rush over to fight for his mother when his mother was bullied?

So he lived to this day.
Chapter completed!