Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 812 Gentleman?

Chapter 812 Gentleman? (1 more)
"In this round, the True Dragon Academy won and won the victory point."

After the referee announced the result of the match, all the members of the True Dragon Academy rushed towards Mo Wufeng.

It can be said that Mo Wufeng exchanged his life for the victory in this round.

"I……"

Wan Jianyi gritted his teeth, seemed a little surprised, but saw Cai Yan walking over, and said in a deep voice: "Jianyi, you should have been a little lenient just now, originally you could have stopped him in a different way. .”

"I……"

Wan Jian clenched his fists, wanted to say something, but chose to remain silent, just stared fiercely at Mo Wufeng's direction, and snorted coldly in his heart: Despicable!

"Okay, there's no need to say more, in fact, you did the right thing, but what Mo Wufeng did was unexpected."

Cai Yan sighed softly, and bowed to Mo Wufeng to express his apology.

"Captain, how are you?"

"Captain, are you okay?"

The team members of True Dragon Academy hurriedly supported Mo Wufeng, seeing how weak the captain looked, they couldn't help but clenched their fists.

"It's okay... cough cough!"

Mo Wufeng spat out another mouthful of blood, and said lightly, "As long as you win, that's fine!"

"team leader!"

The players of the True Dragon Academy all had slightly moist eye sockets, and their eyes were shining brightly, as they gritted their teeth: No matter what, this game must be won!must!
Sensing the upsurge of momentum from the side of Zhenlong Academy, Cai Yan's face froze slightly.

Although Mo Wufeng of True Dragon Academy is injured, their morale has been completely boosted.

In the next round, they will face a sword team from the True Dragon Academy who performed exceptionally well!

The pressure will undoubtedly become greater.

"Come on everyone, Mo Wufeng can work hard for the sword team, and so can each of us! Well, let's take a rest first and discuss the tactics for the next match."

Cai Yan clapped her hands and gathered everyone to step off the stage.

With both sides leaving the field, the life-and-death round of the third game will undoubtedly be more exciting and exciting, making people's blood pumping!
"That Mo Wufeng can be considered a man!"

Gu Tengfeng nodded and couldn't help admiring.

Ling Feng curled his lips, and said lightly: "It's better to say he's a showman than a man."

"Brother Feng, what do you mean?" Ye Nanfeng's eyelids twitched slightly, "Although Mo Wufeng is our opponent, as swordsmen, we must be broad-minded!"

"You kid, you're still pretending!" Gu Tengfeng rolled his eyes at him, turned his head to look at Ling Feng, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter, did you see anything?"

"Actually, Wan Jianyi held back the sword at the last moment, and Mo Wufeng was not injured at all, at least not serious enough to vomit blood. But Mo Wufeng deliberately forced out a mouthful of blood, on the one hand, it aroused the enthusiasm of his teammates. Fighting spirit, on the one hand, portrays himself as a glorious image that can give his life for the team. So, he is not a showman, what is it?"

"This..." Gu Tengfeng's eyelids twitched. From what they saw, it was completely impossible to see that Mo Wufeng was actually so scheming.

"Wow, Brother Feng, how did you see that? Isn't this too exaggerated?" Ye Nanfeng said strangely with a strange cry.

"Everyone's attention is focused on Mo Wufeng, but I'm looking at Wan Jianyi's arm. At the last moment when the sword was drawn, Wan Jianyi recovered at least [-]% of his strength, and he didn't injure Mo Wufeng's body at all. intention."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows and said with a joking smile: "So, a real gentleman and a villain are actually completely opposite."

"If it's true what Ling Feng said, this Mo Wufeng's scheming city is a bit terrifying. He came up with such a way in such a short period of time."

Miyagi narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

"In the next round, Hailan Academy will be suspended." Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, and said calmly: "After this time, Wan Jian will inevitably be tied up when he makes a move. If this continues, Hailan Academy will definitely lose. It's a pity..."

Gu Tengfeng and Miyagi looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

During the competition, there should be no hesitation in the heart, not to mention, Wan Jianyi is still the core of the sword team!

The result of the match was just as Ling Feng expected. After the second match, Wan Jianyi began to feel a little restrained, but he chased Mo Wufeng fiercely from time to time, and obviously made a major mistake in cooperating with his teammates.

Under such circumstances, the sword team of the True Dragon Academy achieved a comeback, won another round, and won the first day of the competition.

"True Dragon Academy wins, earn one point!"

The referee loudly announced the result of the game. The two teams ended up on the field respectively. The side of Hailan Academy was downcast. They lost today. What a shame!

"Hmph, if it weren't for some people, we wouldn't lose so ugly!"

A member of Hailan Academy glared at Wan Jianyi, gritted his teeth and said, "What about the core of the team, captain, in the next game, we still have to arrange tactics around you."

"Okay, Zhu Yu, please don't say a few words." The other person pushed Zhu Yu across the eyes, smiled at Wan Jian and said, "Jian Yi, don't pay attention to that guy, he just opened his mouth .”

"Cut!" Zhu Yu snorted softly, and left directly.

"Jian Yi, what's wrong with you?" Cai Yan also gritted her silver teeth, and asked with a frown: "This is not your usual level."

Wan Jian squeezed his fist and finally chose to remain silent.

Now everyone only thinks that Mo Wufeng is a real swordsman, a great captain, and he...

Just a loser!
Now he said that he stopped at that time, Mo Wufeng deliberately pretended to be injured, who would believe it?

I'm afraid that others will only regard him as a villain, slandering an honorable captain with bad words!

Perhaps, in the entire team, only the captain would believe in him, but what's the use of that?

He has his own arrogance and does not need other people's comfort and sympathy.

On the referee's seat.

"Brother Di, your True Dragon Academy has really produced a good student!" Feng Yuanzhan gritted his teeth and spoke with words.

Ordinary people may not be able to see Mo Wufeng's little tricks. If they are powerful dean level, if they still can't see it, they may just find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Hmph, Feng Yuanzhan, you don't have to be cynical, scheming is also a part of strength. Although Wan Jianyi of your Hailan Academy has good strength and talent, but his brain is too straight, it is difficult for him to be a big responsibility!"

Di Jinglong snorted softly, "Losing is losing, winning is winning, that's the point!"

"Hmph!" Feng Yuanzhan waved his sleeves. If Hailan Academy lost because of its strength, he would have nothing to say. It's a pity that Wan Jianyi's state of mind is indeed lacking, far inferior to those veterans.

Mu Yunsang, the dean of Tianwei Academy, and Shen Botong, the dean of Wenyuan Academy, smiled lightly and didn't say much.

Indeed, to lose is to lose, and to win is to win.

Soldiers are so cunning, maybe Mo Wufeng's method is indeed a bit insidious, but on the battlefield, only the victor is eligible to survive.

……

"It's a pity." Gu Tengfeng sighed softly, "Originally, Hailan Academy had a good chance of winning."

"At the end of the day, the members of Hailan Academy don't trust each other enough." Miyagi shook his head, "Anyway, we're going to play tomorrow, so we can take it easy against Wenyuan Academy."

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, staring at Mo Wufeng's direction, wondering what he was secretly planning.

In the distance, Mo Wufeng felt a chill in his neck, and murmured in his heart: What's going on?I always feel that some villains are trying to murder me!

(End of this chapter)

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