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Chapter 800(1/2)

There are also various reserved deep pits and large holes on the ground itself;

A fierce air flow passed through it, rubbing across the cheeks under the power of two different elements.

The battle made the two of them exhausted, but even so, they never complained about the word "tired".

The war broke out in Xuanyuan Zhicheng, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and he used a fierce move at this moment.

A very strong hot flame was further spreading towards it, and it condensed from Xuanyuan Zhicheng's palm and attacked fiercely at an extremely tricky angle to the opponent!

"boom!"

A violent explosion blew in my ears, and then there was a cloud of smoke.

A large amount of thick smoke covers it, which makes it difficult to see the situation.

People were particularly excited at this moment, and the students couldn't help but come over, as if they wanted to see clearly.

Only after the smoke completely dissipated did people see the situation in front of them clearly.

Xia Fan lost!

They couldn't believe that the person who was shot down in the audience was really the captain of the Heroes Association Xia Fan?

Xuanyuan Zhicheng won again!

The audience was in an uproar, and they were all talking about this matter here, and for this???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????.

Some people think that Xuanyuan Zhicheng won, some people think that this is not the case, and some people suspect that Xia Fan has let go of the water and start chattering and talking about his own reasons.

They all spoke very fiercely, and each came up with theories, but no one could tell who was right and who was wrong.

However, they didn't know that the two sides really tried their best to compete this time. There is nothing you asked me and I asked you to do your best to repay your opponent. This is the style that a strong man should have.

Let’s look at Xuanyuan Zhicheng on the stage. His handsome face was covered with dust, but this did not affect his appearance.

A blood stain was left inadvertently on the corner of his mouth, which added to his own charm, like the bloodthirsty king, as if the sun was about to bow down to his head when he saw it.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng took a breath after a lot of effort, and finally squeezed out a seemingly confident smile.

After that, he put away the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Destroying Sword and walked step by step under the ring.

Dean: "Congratulations to the student Xuanyuan Zhicheng for winning! He will represent the college in the outside competition!"

"Okay! Xuanyuan Zhicheng! Xuanyuan Zhicheng!"

Carnival cries broke out in the audience. They raised their right hands as they spoke, shouting one after another.

They had to shout Xuanyuan Zhicheng's name loudly;

They really envy Xuanyuan Zhicheng because the first one is always taken care of.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng simply ignored such a voice and then set his eyes on Xia Fan lying on the ground.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to signal to help him.

He did not hesitate either. He first pressed the place where he was injured, stretched out another free hand and put it on Xuanyuan Zhicheng's palm.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng helped him up with a little force.

After floating, he stretched out his big hand and held it on the shoulders of his good brother.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng couldn't help laughing at him. I wonder if it was because he won, and he laughed happily at his good brother.

Xia Fan glanced at Xuanyuan Zhicheng next to him, feeling helpless, but he still smiled, probably because he was happy for his friend.

"Win? Congratulations."

Xia Fan's cold and stiff lines twitched.

Maybe his expression was not very obvious, but he was still happy for his friends!

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized;

He pulled the corner of his mouth, smiled silently, and said in a normal tone:

"yes."

The two short words confirm that they can represent the joy in his heart.

"You must perform well in the national competition, show your majesty in playing chess, remember to bring my share with you,

I tell you, if you don’t come back with the first place, don’t see me, otherwise I will look down on you!”

Xia Fan's words seemed to be full of blame but were actually full of concern. He still cared about his friend Xuanyuan Zhicheng. This was nothing more than a way of making fun of brothers.

"Good guy, why are you talking about my chess?"

After the other party reminded Xuanyuan Zhicheng, he remembered that this is the only thing he is good at, and the others are just average.

"When you were sixteen years old, you won the first place in chess in the national competition. I have never forgotten this.

At that time, you stood out on the court and won glory for the academy. I will compete with you in the Go competition next year!"

"Haha, OK, honor is so great!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng still couldn't ask for anything, and he was very happy now.

Others?????????????????????????Xi Xuanyuan Zhicheng is not very good at it, but he can still play chess.

Let’s look at everyone in the audience, everyone is talking about this matter.

Some think it's good and some think it's bad. They each express their own opinions and opinions:

"These two monsters can be considered a winner. Do you think Xuanyuan Zhicheng can win after getting the game right? I wonder if he can get the noun with his ability.

You know, there are many experts in the outside world! This is not something you can win just by wanting to win. I feel that Xuanyuan Zhicheng is a bit troublesome in this wave."

"Even if you can win by chance this time, it's hard to say when you go to the national competition. Even if you defeat the world's number one sword, it won't be effective.

Oh by the way, don’t think he is very happy now, it may not be possible in a while. If he meets a real master, he will probably cry!"

Among them, some people deliberately mock Xuanyuan Zhicheng, and some people praise Xuanyuan Zhicheng, but most of them are blessings.



Those who say cold words to Xuanyuan Zhicheng are nothing more than jealousy.

They unanimously agreed that only by seeing what the outside world is like can we know how big the gap between them and others, and Xuanyuan Zhicheng would probably lose a lot when he went outside.

Xia Fan heard these people saying that he was the best friend and responded with cold eyes.

The cold and disgusting pupils flashed through the dead spirits, like a knife, and slaughtered them fiercely.

Such eyes scared those people so much that they shivered unconsciously, as if they could have been dug up a piece of meat at a glance, and they were very frightened by this.

They were really scared and could only swallow what they wanted to say;

Seeing that these people did not continue talking, Xia Fan then restrained his original expression.

Even if some people have any objections to Xuanyuan Zhicheng, they have to feel sad that the anger in their hearts is so bad, because the person in front of them is not easy to provoke.

Xia Fan is still a well-known figure in the academy, and now he is defeated by such a person, he is somewhat unacceptable.

Those fans who originally supported Xia Fan were also disappointed by this. Unexpectedly, their male god lost again and were no longer in the mood to raise the sign again.

"Ah... My male god lost, it's so sad."

"Yes, is our support team not powerful enough? Why doesn't Xia Fan always look at us?"

As long as they can be taken by the other party, they think that even if they die, it is worth it! Xuanyuan Zhicheng hurriedly patted Xingye's shoulder twice, and then said, "Let's go and treat me now. You will beat me seriously. After I recover, I will set out to participate in the competition;

Hey, Xingye, have you heard me talking? Why are you still in a daze?"

Originally, Xuanyuan Zhicheng was still talking to his friends very well, but who knew that he seemed to be wandering in a daze when he looked at his expression.

Xia Fan, who had reacted, then pulled back from the world like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I was thinking about things just now. What did you just say?"

"I said, let's go to the treatment first, and I will go to the competition when I'm almost cured. Anyway, I still have time. Let's go, let's go!"

As he said that, Xuanyuan Zhicheng pulled Xingye away.

A few days later, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's injuries improved significantly.

Because it is not a fatal injury, and Linghu Yuxuan's medical skills are very good, she will be able to hurry up soon.

Today he is going to set out to the stadium, but there will inevitably be some bumps on the road.

In addition, it is too far from the stadium, so everyone is worried to varying degrees.

"Boy, you must take good care of yourself when you go out alone. If you want the meal at home and wait for you to pass through peace and triumph???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????. I will set up a large table of food!"

After hearing about this, Xuanyuan Haoyan and Jin Si came to see Xuanyuan Zhicheng for a long time and said a lot of words;

This is a very important thing for them. Even if their children have grown up, they will inevitably have some concerns. For them, they will always be children.

"Cheng'er, you have to remember that rankings are not important. What is important is to come back safely, do you know?

Also, the weather is getting colder. Remember to wear more clothes and buy whatever you have. Don’t be too frugal.”

Xuanyuan Zhicheng did not seem impatient in the face of his mother's nagging. He nodded and signaled to rest assured.

"Okay, your son has grown up, not a three-year-old child, can take good care of himself." Xuanyuan Zhicheng said in a normal tone.

Before Jin Si could speak, Xuanyuan Haoyan snatched her to say something like this: "Boy, it's not good to care about you? Okay, have you brought all the things?"
To be continued...
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