Or should we give up willingly?
Long Yi showed no pity. Seeing that Xiao Ye still refused to admit defeat, he lowered his spiked club even faster and smashed it down heavily on Xiao Ye's forehead.
Sizzle...
In that instant, he heard a strange sound.
The sound was so faint that if he hadn't been so close, he might have thought it was his imagination.
The sound was like burning flames, and even more strangely, it seemed to be coming from inside Xiao Ye's body.
The spiked club crashed down, and just as the referee from Shan Hai hesitated for the third time today about whether to intervene and stop the match, Xiao Ye suddenly moved.
He tilted his head slightly to the right and back. The movement was so subtle that most people would not have noticed it if it hadn't been clearly displayed on the big screen.
Then, something truly astonishing happened.
The seemingly slow but actually fast spiked club came down almost grazing Xiao Ye's scalp and face, but it just missed by a millimeter.
Immediately afterward, Xiao Ye's body also tilted to the side, and with a loud "boom," the spiked club completely missed its target and crashed onto the arena.
Peng!
While Long Yi was still in a daze, Xiao Ye had already turned around and kicked him hard in the back.
Long Yi was caught off guard and struck by this heavy blow at the awkward moment when his old strength had just been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. He was sent flying and fell awkwardly to the ground more than ten meters away.
"What's this!"
Long Yi leaped away with lightning speed, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with astonishment, shame, and disbelief.
He couldn't understand how what had just happened had occurred.
How could Xiao Ye possibly predict his attack trajectory and landing point completely? What confidence he had, and what absurdity that was!
Holy crap!
"Can anyone tell me what happened...?"
After a brief moment of astonishment, the audience went completely mad.
Because it was played on a large screen at double speed, they could see it more clearly than anyone else; the only way to describe it was "scalp-tingling".
This is the "Nine Heavens Cup" competition venue. Xiao Ye and Long Yi are not martial arts actors, but even a drama troupe wouldn't dare to perform like this!
"Good lad!"
Wu Wei, who had been content to act as a mascot from the very beginning and hadn't shown any change in expression even when Xiao Ye repeatedly defeated the two of them, sat up straight for the first time and revealed an expression of great interest.
"Lord Pingyang, you freshmen are really going all out!"
Wu Wei glanced at the Earl of Pingyang sitting not far away and chuckled.
"You have to have the resources to fight for it," said the Earl of Pingyang with a faint smile.
"That's true."
Wu Wei seemed to be deep in thought. He glanced at the rest room of Jiangzhong Military Affairs, and then, as if he had thought of something, he stood up, smiled, and said to those around him, "Gentlemen, I have official business to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
"Then let's go together," said the Earl of Pingyang, standing up as well.
"Minister Wu, Earl of Pingyang, please take care!" The powerful figures around them waved with smiles.
The only two remaining princes and nobles left side by side, and only then did the relaxed crowd reveal surprised expressions.
Although we know that Wu Wei can't stay there the whole time and is just making a brief appearance, the competition for the top 250 has only just begun. Isn't it too early for him to leave now?
The Earl of Pingyang left with them, as if in their eyes, this competition, which was probably the most exciting in the history of the college cup, no longer needed to be watched.
On the field.
Long Yi questioned Xiao Ye, but Xiao Ye did not answer. In fact, as soon as Long Yi finished speaking, Xiao Ye's figure, which had been standing still, had already disappeared like ripples on water.
This was the first time Xiao Ye had turned the tables since they started fighting.
Long Yitong's eyes twitched violently, a moment of panic crossing his face.
He discovered that his eyes couldn't keep up with Xiao Ye's movements.
But how could that be!
Long Yi, who never passively defends, roared, his spiked club gleaming brightly, carrying a violent aura as he fiercely charged forward.
The two figures, one illusory and one real, instantly overlapped and began to fight in the extremely narrow space.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every swing of the spiked club sparks a shower of fire, and every fall causes the entire arena to tremble slightly with its immense force.
Xiao Ye, however, seemed like a phantom wandering around him. Countless times, when everyone exclaimed in surprise, thinking that Xiao Ye was about to be hit by the spiked club, he would always narrowly avoid it at an unbelievable angle.
Since the start of the Nine Heavens Cup today, when has there ever been such a wonderful match?
Everyone watched with intense tension and utter fascination.
Even the host on the commentary stage has forgotten how to commentate, or simply doesn't know how to commentate at all.
Despite Long Yi's superior realm and overwhelming combat skills, Xiao Ye, with his unparalleled combat awareness and exquisite fighting techniques, managed to bring the two to an equal footing.
No, it's not a complete match. Strictly speaking, Long Yi is even at a slight disadvantage.
Anyone could hear Long Yi's occasional roars of resentment, and most importantly...
"One should strike with the force of a tiger in one go, but the momentum will wane in the second and be exhausted in the third."
As Chen Qian murmured softly, the intertwined shadows of the two on the field suddenly crossed paths.
boom!
Long Yi's spiked club fell to the ground again, but this time he did not raise it again, but remained in a frozen position.
Behind him, Xiao Ye also stopped thirty meters away, remaining motionless.
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