Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 396
Dong Zhiyi stood at the intersection of fire light and water shadow, the cold light faded away, a slender cut on his arm was oozing blood, the wound was not deep, the pain was slight, if you didn't look at the wound, you couldn't even feel it, but it was so subtle The imperceptible wound instantly drove Dong Zhiyi crazy.

A pair of extremely beautiful eyes lifted up, bursting into flames, red and red, like blood stains, the depths of the pupils were pitch black, and a crazy breath flowed.

The madness of the fighting maniac is completely inspired by blood.

Nan Shu tightened her palms and looked at Dong Zhiyi with deep guard.

Dong Zhiyi flicked his wrist, the blood on his arm had dried up, he looked at Nan Shu with his crimson eyes, let out a sharp roar from the depths of his throat, stretched out his right palm, and a thin flame shot out from his palm, burning like blood , as soon as it came out of the palm of the hand, it grew against the wind, and the raging fire fluttered in the air like a flame, and the heat wave hit the face, making people breathless.

Nanshu paused slightly, when the heat wave hit her face, Huo Lian followed closely, and became bigger and bigger in the air, and soon turned into a sea of ​​flames, approaching Nanshu.

Everything happened between fire and light.

Even the referee didn't realize it, the whole field has been divided into two worlds, one is Dong Zhiyi's calm and stable three-inch world, and the other is surrounded by flames.

In the center of the sea of ​​flames, it was Nan Shu!

Lu Xuan's pupils were constricted, his fists were clenched, and his body was like an arrow on a string stretched to the extreme.

Doyle even jumped up from his seat in shock, his eyes darkened, hinting at anger.

Dong Zhiyi is really a lunatic, is this a competition or wants to kill someone?
The fire was scorching on the field, and the blazing heat wave could still be felt through a layer of protective cover.

The people were immediately stunned.

Cardiac arrest is what they feel right now.

It was a good match, but suddenly Dong Zhiyi turned it into a murder scene.

The key is--

The referee is still silent!
Could it be that he was scared and stupid like them?

There was a sea of ​​fire, and the referee was standing in the corner, not yet affected, gritted his teeth, the referee raised his hand, his supernatural ability is wood, it is difficult to suppress the fire, but his strength is higher than Dong Zhiyi, now the most important thing is to put out the fire .

Then, at the moment of the shot, a clear and moist voice passed through the heavy fire, and got into the ears lightly.

"Don't interfere."

If the referee intervenes, the game will be forfeited.

The referee froze and recognized the owner of the voice.

She couldn't help being speechless, Nan Shu still didn't let him intervene after everything was like this, she didn't know whether to say she was big-hearted or brave.

Looking at the fiery sea of ​​flames again, the referee frowned, ignored Nan Shu's words, and wanted to make a move.

But the other person was faster than him, flying down from the auditorium like the wind, a light blue figure flashed across the air, and rushed to the edge of the field in less than two seconds, stopped by the protective shield.

Raising his hand, an icy blue ice pick shot out from his hand, and fell hard towards the protective shield.

The light screen showed the whole process clearly.

Xu Ying swallowed her saliva: "...That is Bo Ling."

Aren't you afraid of being punished for attacking the shield with different abilities?
Before the referee could make a move, he was awakened by the violent fluctuations from the protective shield. He turned his head and saw Bo Ling who kept hitting the protective shield.

His movements are fierce and his eyes are fierce.

The referee's face darkened instantly.

What a joke!

A wave of waves has risen again.

The sea of ​​flames on the field has not been extinguished, and Bo Ling smashed the protective shield again.

"How is this going?"

"Bo Ling went up to save people, what happened to the school?"

"Brilliant, this is the first time I have seen such an accident in a college competition!"

The auditorium was buzzing.

The school also reacted, and immediately lowered the protective cover.

At this moment, Lu Xuan moved.

The slow figure rushed to the periphery of the protective cover in an instant.

Many people who stared at the light screen for a moment were only in a daze for a second, and in the next second, there was one more person in front of the outer edge of the protective shield.

A white shirt and black trousers, with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows, with a handsome profile, like a chiseled knife, with a cold and restrained demeanor.

Everyone was stunned again.

When did this person come out?

Lu Xuan raised her hand, her slender fingers were exposed, her joints were distinct, there were faint fine lines on her palm, her palm was slightly curved, and she contained astonishing strength.

"I'm going, what is he going to do?!"

"Who is this man, he will do it as soon as he comes up."

The noisy sound rang for only a moment, but suddenly, it stopped abruptly.

I saw that Lu Xuan clenched his palm into a fist, aimed at a point on the protective shield, and landed brazenly.

Nothing happened.

There was an eerie silence in the atmosphere, and then there was laughter all over the place.

"The imposing manner is full, I didn't expect it to be a show."

"I thought it was amazing, but I didn't expect it to be just pretending."

Right now.

"Crack clap-"

Something is breaking apart fast.

The pure blue protective cover like glass disappeared quickly like foam.

After a second, it disappeared completely.

The laughter was only halfway through, and seeing this, he immediately choked in his throat and couldn't get up or down.

They were afraid that they were collectively dazzled, and they even saw the scene where the protective shield was forcibly broken by others.

It's like an appointment.

The moment the protective shield shattered, the sea of ​​flames subsided like waves, and Nan Shu's figure appeared.

The blue and white school uniform skirt stood quietly, not even a single strand of hair was messed up.

Her clear water eyes raised, facing Lu Xuan who was standing on the edge.

He was tall and tall, wearing a white shirt that he didn't often wear, and his handsome face was lined with a bit of extravagance.

However, those black jade cold eyes were still deep and gloomy.

The long eyelashes trembled, the watery eyes rippled, and the two looked at each other from a long distance.

Nanshu smiled suddenly, her color was like a flower in the dawn of spring, bright and moving.

At that time, the surrounding fireworks will dissipate, and one meter of sunlight in the afternoon will come in through the skylight and fall on Nan Shu. The pale bright yellow light is like fog. Nan Shu's beautiful figure is isolated in the fog, and she smiles. The corners of the eyes and the brows are full of style, bright and compelling, as if the spring has burst into the garden, bright and charming, overwhelming the country and the city.

The bright smile became everyone's memory, deeply engraved and left in the depths of time.

A hot heart in his chest jumped up.

Lu Xuan looked at Nan Shu, with a faint smile on the corners of her cold and thin lips.

There are obviously five people on the field, but it seems that there are only two of them.

No one can get in.

Bo Ling stood not far away, turned around and walked away without saying a word.

In the clenched palm, blood spread along the palm.

Nobody noticed.

"Huh—" Doyle sat down, his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

Ross calmed down a little, looked at the scene on the field, and cursed with a smile: "It's a good game, it's actually used to make eye contact!"

Doyle took a breath and muttered, "Young people are big-hearted."

He was about to have a heart attack.

The referee blows the whistle, "Special circumstances, the game is terminated!"

The whistle sounded like an alarm bell, Dong Zhiyi's red eyes slowly returned to normal, his inflated muscles flattened, the tyrannical aura dissipated, and he returned to his handsome and handsome appearance.

The referee ignored Dong Zhiyi for the time being, and went straight to Nan Shu, "Are you injured?"

"No." Nan Shu said.

The referee took a closer look at Nan Shu, and was relieved when he saw that Nan Shu was indeed fine.

After reading it, he quickly walked up to Lu Xuan and asked, "Did you smash the protective cover?"

Lu Xuan nodded.

The referee gritted his teeth, what a nonsense!
But he didn't dare to accuse Lu Xuan.

Although Lu Xuan was wearing casual clothes, her invisible aura was always stable, making people afraid to be presumptuous, plus she could break the protective shield with one punch, so she was definitely not a person to be provoked.

While struggling, Lu Xuan raised her eyes to look at Nan Shu. After a brief exchange of gazes in the air, Lu Xuan turned around and left.

He is tall and tall, with a pine back, walking up and down, like strolling in a courtyard, calm and indifferent.

Seeing the corner of the referee's mouth twitch, did he just leave?

It turns out that Lu Xuan just left.

The school officials didn't stop him at all.

The referee looked away again, and turned to look at the two people on the field, feeling a headache.

Having been a referee for so many years, this is the first time he has seen someone compete like this.

Fighting endlessly, almost killing people, even the protective cover of the game was broken.

Both of them looked lively again, should this match continue?
Dong Zhiyi walked up to Nanshu, and said in a soft and gentle tone, "Student Nanshu, I'm really sorry, I was too fascinated by the competition just now, so I accidentally confiscated it."

The gentle and polite Dong Zhiyi in front of him is completely different from the Dong Zhiyi who just went berserk.

Nan Shu probably understood the temper of the fighting maniac in her heart, and shook her head: "I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the referee again: "Referee, shall we still compete?"

There is no winner.

The referee looked towards the high platform.

The director of the Combat Department of Aushuang was standing on top, with his hands behind his back, and high-level personnel from other universities stood beside him, "Because of the sudden incident, the protective cover was broken. For the safety of the students, the competition is temporarily suspended, and the competition will be postponed."

"it is good."

Nan Shu naturally agreed.

Dong Zhiyi sighed slightly, feeling regretful in his heart.

It's rare to come across a close match.

First, it was a close fight, then the confrontation between the two with their ultimate moves, and finally the amazing reversal. In a match, people are dizzying and enjoy it.

"It's rare to postpone the game."

"There is no result. I am quite curious as to who is more powerful."

"It's not important. The key is the bet between Ye Yanliang and Nan Shu. I thought Nan Shu was going to lose, but now that I look at it, it's really not certain."

"I hope that Dong Zhiyi loses, and Ye Yanliang's arrogant posture can be eliminated."

Daoyle, who was sitting on the high platform, began to groan again, "It seems that Nan Shu is not only a big killer of the spiritual plant department, but also a big killer of the combat department. It seems that Dong Zhiyi can't beat Nan Shu."

Ling Qiu gritted his teeth, this time he didn't answer, but Doyle was so angry that he vomited blood in his heart.

It will take some time for the stadium to be repaired. Nan Shu doesn't need to take the exam and is planning to leave. Who knows, the accident will happen again.

"Look, Nan Shu!"

"The third arena, the Literature Department arena!"

There were voices calling for Nan Shu from all directions. Nan Shu felt that something was wrong, so she looked up at the light screen.

【No. 11 game of Department of Literature】

[Nan Shu from the Lingzhi Department of Aushuang VS Ye Yanliang from the Literature Department of Wangze College]

Nan Shumo: "..."

It is certain that Hu Yuanyuan's mouth has been opened.

The audience looked like a beeping dog.

"...Damn it!"

Nanshu's fucking luck!
Crazy!
Three games in a row!

Their scripts dare not write like this!

At this time, in the competition field of the Department of Literature, the referee looked at the subtitles on the light screen and opened his mouth, "Student Nan Shu, congratulations, you won the prize again."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Laugh out loud.

Shouldn't you be the most serious person in the court, referee?
What's going on with the make-up knife at this time?

In the midst of laughter, Nan Shu opened her mouth, "...I don't want this award."

She was also quite tired after the match against Dong Zhiyi.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The students of the five major colleges and universities almost burst out laughing.

How do you say that?

Nanshu's despair could be felt through the light screen.

The referee didn't hold back, and smiled, "Well, if you don't want it, you have to, come here quickly."

Only 15 minutes, not to count as a waiver.

Nan Shu still replied from the air: "Here we are."

After speaking, it disappeared like a gust of wind.

As a lucky one, Nan Shu was honored to be a contestant in the college competition, who played three games in a row in one afternoon, and changed three venues in a row.

"I feel sorry for Nan Shu. I'm already tired and have to go to the stadium."

The person next to him said quietly: "Why do you feel sorry for me? I feel sorry for Ye Yanliang."

There was a grudge in the first place, but she didn't expect that Nan Shu and Dong Zhiyi would not win the match, and she would be compared with Nan Shu instead.

Compared with the Department of Literature!
Isn't this looking for abuse!
The discussion became louder and louder, and Ye Yanliang, who was slumped in his seat, finally woke up, and his palms felt cold.

I thought that Nan Shu could apologize and admit his mistake, but now that he didn't admit his mistake, he was about to hit Nan Shu's gun.

Really cool.

Someone next to her pushed her, "Yanliang, why are you still in a daze, hurry up and go to the arena of the Department of Literature."

Speaking of it, it was also Ye Yanliang's mistake. He obviously signed up for the competition of the literature department, but stayed at the match point of the combat department in order to watch Dong Zhiyi.

Now I have to hurry back.

As soon as someone reminded her, Ye Yan stood up coldly and rushed to the door.

There are many ways to lose, if she retreats without a fight, then Ye Yanliang really can't afford to lose that face.

·
Not long after Nan Shu left the gymnasium, she was running on the road when the sound of a whistle suddenly came from the front.

Nan Shu glanced, and a black phantom appeared in front of her eyes. The body was smooth, low-key and luxurious, domineering and noble.

The car window was lowered, Lu Xuan's stern and unparalleled face was revealed, and his face was slightly tilted to the side. Lu Xuan looked at Nan Shu, who was not far away: "Let's go, I will take you to the literature department competition."

Nan Shu understood, walked around to the side of the car, and got in the car.

Not far away, Nan Shu got into the car, but the black phantom walked unhurriedly, not in a hurry.

Nan Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak when Lu Xuan teased, "Student Nan Shu, how does it feel to win the first prize?"

Seeing the mockery on Lu Xuan's face, Nan Shu smiled, straightened her slightly messy school uniform skirt, and said calmly, "... so-so."

Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"When did you come?" Nan Shu asked.

Know so clearly.

"The second match begins." Lu Xuan said.

I happened to see her fighting Dong Zhiyi.

The black phantom slowly walked to the gymnasium, and Ye Yanliang, who was running and panting, also arrived.

Lu Xuan glanced and pulled over.

"Click."

One person got on and off the luxurious and noble phantom car.

Elegant posture, neither slow nor fast.

When Ye Yanliang looked over, what she saw was Nan Shu's calm and elegant appearance, where not even a single strand of hair was messed up.

He gritted his teeth immediately.

She was afraid that it would be too late, so she ran very fast all the way, but because she was from the Department of Literature, her physical strength could not keep up. After running for a while, her calf was sore, and her heart was so fast that it was about to jump out.

He struggled and ran to the gate of the arena. The hairstyle he had done for a long time before going out in the morning was already messed up. His hair was sticking to his face, wet with sweat, and his clothes were baggy and slanted.

Seeing Nan Shu now, really made me angry from the bottom of my heart.

If he is like this, he must be ridiculed by Nan Shu.

Unexpectedly, Nan Shu only glanced at her indifferently, turned around and said something to the people in the car, and walked straight into the arena.

Ye Yanliang stood alone at the door, looking at Nan Shu's faintly leaving back, his face changed like a palette, and finally, he cursed secretly, "Aren't you a master of culture, what are you dragging!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold stab came from behind, and the air pressure plummeted.

Shrinking his neck, Ye Yanliang turned his head.

The car window was half open, and a man with stern features was looking at her, his eyes were like knives, and the depths of his pupils contained ice, sharp and frightening, like a demon.

Ye Yanliang's heart stopped suddenly, she didn't dare to look any more, and ran quickly to the field, almost fell down in panic.

Nan Shu was already waiting in the field.

At the same time, there are four other groups of contestants.

Ye Yanliang's lost soul-like demeanor has not recovered until the scene, and seeing Nan Shu's face, she was even more shocked.

"Didn't Ye Yanliang look at people with his nostrils just now, why is he still in shock now, scared?"

"That's right, the opponent happens to be Nan Shu, so it shouldn't be too ugly to die."

Just imagine, for the same test question, if someone gets an S grade, you get a D or C, wouldn't you be embarrassed?
"The game begins!" The referee shouted.

The literature competition is different from other competitions. Five groups of people compete together, and there is no time limit. Whoever finishes first can hand in the paper to end the competition. At that time, the referee will check the scores of the five groups.

The competition equipment for the Department of Literature has been prepared, five groups, a total of ten people, sitting very wide.

In front of him, a hundred questions slowly appeared on the exam page on the brain.

Since Nan Shu and Ye Yanliang are rivals, they have the same topic.

Nan Shu browsed through the entire question at a glance, and then quickly clicked on the brain's exam answer page with her fingertips.

It's staggeringly fast.

"Is this the legendary school bully? The one who can answer at a glance?"

"Cultural master, you can't afford to be provoked."

"I'm sorry, I want to laugh. Nanshu's cultural master is mixed in, so it's obviously a bully."

"Whoever makes people excellent can only go to university and become a master of culture."

Spontaneously isolate all sounds on the field.

Nan Shu lowered her head and was very serious about the questions.

She has never been exposed to the subject of the literature department before, and now she has just started, the only feeling is that she has no knowledge of interstellar science.

Otherwise you will be dumbfounded.

Compared to Nan Shu's quick and calm actions, Ye Yanliang panicked even more.

In the competition of the literature department, it would be okay to replace it with someone else, but it happened to run into Nan Shu.

Unless Nan Shu made a mistake, he would definitely not be able to win.

And not only can't win, but also lose ugly.

The fear that Lu Xuan had left her just now still remained in her heart. Seeing Nan Shu's swiftly moving hands from the air, she panicked even more. Looking at the test questions in front of her, she couldn't concentrate on answering them at all.

Time passed by, and after 5 minutes, Nan Shu's hands that had been twitching frantically stopped.

The people who always pay attention to Nan Shu are overjoyed, Nan Shu has finally encountered a problem?

Nan Shu put down her hand, rubbed her wrist, and tapped lightly on the page with her thin white fingertips.

A window pops up -

[Nan Shu handed in the paper successfully]

The referee's announcement sounded almost at the same time, "Nan Shu handed in the paper successfully, the exam is over."

The exam answer page turns gray and cannot be clicked to answer.

Everyone: "..."

It's not been 5 minutes.

It's okay to say no, it turns out that they are just thinking about it for themselves.

Nanshu's learning...ah no, master of culture, they scumbags won't understand.

The students from the four major colleges complained seriously in their hearts, but the students from Aushuang clapped their hands and laughed loudly: "Good! Nan Shu is mighty!"

Three games, two spikes!

No one could do this except Nan Shu.

Nan Shu's test questions were projected on the light screen, and the system automatically graded Nan Shu.

Three seconds later, the light screen rose again from the dark, and a large golden character "S" appeared.

S level is the highest level.

The correct rate is as high as 90.00%.

For Nan Shu and most of the people on the field, this was an expected answer.

But as expected, it was a little frightening.

after all--

Nanshu only took 5 minutes!

Everyone gritted their teeth!

5 minutes, this is still alive!
Nan Shu, even if you don't consider our psychological shadow area, you still have to consider the other nine people who competed with you, right?

Can their psychology bear it?
It's not over after reading the ratings. In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the answers of each player have to be made public.

Nan Shu's answer was made public again and appeared in front of everyone.

After watching it, everyone was already numb.

On how contemporary college students are destroyed physically and mentally?
That's it.

After reading Nanshu's level, there are only nine other people left.

The numb student tries to find some comfort.

(End of this chapter)