The Era of the National Constellation: I Awaken the Aries Healing Technique

Chapter 238 I Feed Myself a Bag of Salt
[System Announcement: The Holy Spring of Shenghui School has been destroyed, and Qingyun School won this competition. 】

[This game is over, please leave the venue. 】

When the red crystal exploded, the dazzling red light shot straight into the sky, and soon after, the system's notification sound echoed in the forest, announcing the official end of the match between the two school teams.

The base of Shenghui School had already been turned into ruins during the fierce battle, with broken crystal residues scattered everywhere.

Anyway, it's finally over.

There was dead silence and depression in the holy spring base, and no one spoke.

On Qingyun School's side, Lin Fan and Su Ting breathed a sigh of relief. When the tense nerves relaxed, they could no longer bear the huge sense of exhaustion. They sat down on the ground to rest, panting heavily. , Everyone glanced at each other, with triumphant smiles on the corners of their mouths.

On the opposite side of them, the people of Shenghui School had also reached their limit, failure and fatigue made their eyes full of bitterness and loneliness.

Not far away, two girls, Zhao Lin'er and Nan Gongqin, were still kneeling on one knee, looking at each other coldly.

Zhao Lin'er's exquisite chin slightly raised a certain angle. Although she didn't speak, the expression on her face was obvious: "I won."

Nangong Qin: ...

in silence.

"I said, don't train after we go back, I just want to sleep well." Su Ting was the first to speak, and the sound of sighing broke the silence in the air, "Take a hot bath first, and then beautiful Get a good night's sleep, let's talk about the game later..."

"It's really tiring. After playing for so long, this game is definitely the most tiring." Deng Hai nodded.

"Although we won, the opponent is really strong." Zhao Yu looked at the students of Shenghui School in front of him, even though the two sides were competitors, he was not stingy with his appreciation.

With a cute baby face, Li Xiaonan muttered, "Stop making sarcastic remarks."

Fan Cheng struggled to stand up, looked at Lin Fan and the others and said, "I admit that you are very strong, but we are not convinced. If we meet again next time, you will definitely lose."

In fact, the two schools have reached the fifth holy sword refresh, and there is no difference in strength between the two schools. It can be said that they are truly evenly matched.

In such a close match, when the two teams are fighting to the limit, sometimes luck is the key factor in determining victory.

Maybe there are regrets, unwillingness, and remorse in my heart, but when these complex emotions blend together, there is only helplessness left in the end.

Shenghui School did lose.

"Xiao Fan, help me up." When Lin Fan was feeling emotional, Zhao Lin'er's voice sounded softly.

Help you up, continue surfing?
Lin Fan rubbed his brows with a headache, curled his lips and looked at Zhao Lin'er who was still supporting her body stubbornly, stood up and walked forward.

In the attack just now, Zhao Lin'er exhausted all her Saint Yuan and strength, leaving no way out for herself. It is estimated that only she can do this kind of desperate behavior.

To be honest, this is a bit of a waste.

However, Zhao Liner did open up the situation.

Perhaps, as Su Ting said, this is the most shining charm of Zhao Liner. She is daring to fight and take responsibility. Every time she encounters adversity, she can always see this girl stepping forward.

Riding on the silver Pegasus, go forward indomitable.

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Liner's cracked holy garment and the red blood on her face, and suddenly felt sorry for this proud girl. He walked over and grabbed Zhao Liner's waist and helped her up from the ground.

Lin Fan looked at Nangongqin and said, "Sorry, we won this time."

Nan Gongqin shook her head and said with a smile: "You guys are very strong, I hope we can meet again in the group stage."

Zhao Liner leaned her entire delicate body against Lin Fan, and snorted softly, "Help me back."

While speaking, he glanced at Nangongqin with a sneer.

Nangongqin was slightly taken aback: "..."

In other words, this girl, what kind of look is that.

It seems to be showing off to her...

What is she showing off?

……

The two teams of Qingyun School and Shenghui School both walked out of the starlight barrier with the help of their hands. They were physically and mentally exhausted, which made it very difficult for them to even walk normally.

Everyone has wounds and bloodstains on their bodies, and the holy clothes and holy utensils are full of cracks.

When Lin Fan supported Zhao Liner and returned to the platform with Su Ting, Deng Hai, and Zhao Yu, the expected applause and cheers did not resound in the huge venue. On the contrary, the entire isolated island fell into an eerie silence. middle.

At this moment, the audience in the stands, the commentators on the commentary stand, including the official referees of the league, were all looking at these young boys and girls in astonishment.

What kind of game is this...

In this game, the entire forest map was almost reduced to ruins. Until now, the large pieces of broken trees and the burning flames of war are still billowing black smoke in the field.

A full hour and 1 minutes.

During the long tug-of-war, the students of the two schools constantly switched offense and defense, charging towards the opposite holy spring wave after wave.

When tired, he picked up the sacred artifacts on the ground and continued to stand up; when he was injured, he wiped off the blood on his face and continued to stand up; even if he was exhausted, no one chose to give up.

The swan song of Zhao Liner turning into a shooting star piercing the sky,

The towering figure of Nangong Qin,
Before the holy spring is broken, the last effort and struggle...

When these scenes are intertwined in the battlefield, in addition to exciting excitement, it also brings a shock from the depths of the soul.

What kind of group of teenagers are this...

They are really burning their youth again, with dreams in their hearts, on the stage of the joint competition, step by step towards the journey to the imperial capital.

Do whatever it takes to win the crown of honor.

and……

Qingyun School actually won!
Shenghui School, the symbol and symbol of Twilight City, one of the oldest schools in the Great Xia Dynasty, unexpectedly lost to Qingyun School.

At the same time, this also means that the No.1 in the qualifiers will most likely be born between Qingyun School and Nanling School, and Shenghui School has basically lost the qualification to compete.

"This competition is won by Qingyun School."

It wasn't until the referee officially announced the result of the competition that there was gradually sound in the competition venue, and then it gathered into a grand sound wave and echoed on this isolated island.

Applause and flowers are always honors for the winners.

Even at the home court of Shenghui School, people still stood up one after another, sending congratulations and cheers to this young team.

"After the official agreement, the best player in this competition is Lin Fan, the assistant of Qingyun School!"

Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, the three commentators on the commentary stand looked excited, and their excited voices echoed in the competition venue through the loudspeaker equipment.

"Yes, in this game, Lin Fan's support has indeed made a huge contribution to the team." Zhu Ya nodded, and his magnetic voice sounded, "Whether in terms of vision control or command organization, Lin Fan's His performance is obviously better than that of the opposing support, especially at the last moment, it was also his magical cloak that successfully completed the lore."

"This is beyond everyone's expectations. No one would have thought that this match would end with a cloak." Mina said with a smile.

"This match should be the most exciting one in the past ten joint competitions." Xiao Han said.

"Oh my God, the two sides fought for more than an hour, let alone them, our commentators were thrilled to watch, and the match didn't end until the appearance of the fifth holy sword."

"That's right, throughout the game, the teams from the two schools showed us textbook-like team battles time and time again. Both tactical execution and teamwork were almost perfect, and the perseverance and heart of these players made us even more excited. People sigh."

"Yes, many people always think that knights are a symbol of strength, but they don't understand that it is also a symbol of spirit and faith."

"So far, this team has defeated the second mountain in the Eastern Division..."

"And in the final battle of the fourth stage, this team will also formally face the last mountain in the Eastern Division, Nanling School."

"I don't know if this team can create miracles again!"

"Let us once again dedicate our applause to Qingyun School, and send the Qingyun School team away!"

"Qingyun School!"

"Qingyun School!"

"Qingyun School!"

Facing the cheers and shouts of tens of thousands of people, Lin Fan and his party took the elevator and slowly disappeared on the platform of the venue. When they returned to the lounge, the voices were still heard.

When the door of the lounge was pushed open, all the teachers inside were boiling.

In the joint competition, killing Shenghui School was a unique miracle in the history of Qingyun School.

But now, Lin Fan and the others really did it.

Fortunately, Mr. Lei Wu didn't slap each one with enthusiasm this time, maybe because he saw the exhaustion on the faces of these students, he just nodded vigorously, with excitement and encouragement shining in his eyes.

Although there were other schools' games that were still going on, Lin Fan and the others did not stay to watch, but returned to the Central Base to rest under the arrangement of Teacher Xia Han.

One reason is that Lin Fan and the others are really too tired.

The second reason is that their holy clothes and holy artifacts are somewhat damaged, and they need the energy of the constellation of destiny to repair and nourish them, especially Zhao Liner, whose holy clothes are the most damaged. The four-stage game makes an impact.

And repairing the holy clothes is a very time-consuming matter.

In less than an hour, we quickly returned to the Central Base.

During this period, there was an interesting episode. When they left the isolated island and were about to board the special bus, a group of reporters suddenly surrounded them.

There is no doubt that the rise of Qingyun School caused a huge reaction during the competition, so these reporters from various TV stations and self-media sent invitations one after another, preparing to do a special interview with Lin Fan and the others.

The weirdest thing was that there was also a scout who claimed to be an entertainment company, who caught Zhao Liner and the four of them and kept asking if they were interested in developing in the entertainment industry.

Zhao Liner: Hehe.

Su Ting: Hehehe.

Zhao Yu: Not interested.

Deng Hai: I'm still in school.

In places like the entertainment industry, the water is dirty, and all kinds of unspoken rules are rampant.

Are you really not afraid that Zhao Liner will smash it with Xingyun...

As for Lin Fan, it may be because of his appearance that he was left out in the cold. As the MVP of this competition, this made him feel very angry, and he was very depressed on the way back.

In this way, a chance to become a big star was lost.

However, there was an enterprise company that approached Lin Fan, intending to let him speak for the company's brand, saying that Lin Fan was a professional counterpart, and that as a nanny, it was very suitable for their products.

Lin Fan was naturally very excited at the beginning, after all, the 100 million endorsement fee was there.

However, when he learned about the products of that company, his face immediately darkened.

X deer milk powder...

Ha ha,

match of major?

I'll fuck your NN legs!

He had heard of this unconscionable thing, and now a lot of news has broken out, and sooner or later, it will be praised by the relevant departments.

(End of this chapter)