Chapter 255 Comfort [Please vote for me! 】
After Liang Yue said a few words to the Zhuxiesi people, he looked at the direction Zhao Xinzhu was leaving and said, "I'd better take a look at Zhao Nuxia."
< br>"I'll go with you." Wen Yifan stood up and said.
She is not very enthusiastic. She is obviously afraid that the other party will get angry and take action, and Liang Yue will suffer a loss by himself. There are still a few rounds of competition before she gets there, so it doesn't matter if she goes out for a walk.
So the two people walked out of the school grounds together. They didn't go far and found them under the shade of a tree beside the official road.
Wu Handing spread his coat on the ground, squatted aside calmly, patted Zhao Xinzhu's shoulder, and comforted him silently.
Seeing Liang Yue and the others approaching, Wu Handing immediately showed a vigilant look, stood up and protected Zhao Xinzhu behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?"
"I I'm here to apologize to Zhao Nuxia." Liang Yue said apologetically, "I was very disrespectful in the ring just now, so please forgive Zhao Nuxia."
His appearance made the two people on the opposite side feel a little agitated. It's strange, why was he so arrogant and domineering on stage just now, and now he has a gentle and respectful attitude?
Why, your Taoism also emphasizes that "there is no big or small thing on stage, and there are rules off stage"?
But this is an arena, not a performance stage.
Saying I am your father on stage and becoming a modest gentleman off stage is just to amuse the audience at most, so what’s the use?
"If you are apologizing because I cried, then there is no need. I just couldn't control it for a moment." Zhao Xinzhu said dullly, "If it is because of your behavior just now, then even if you I won’t forgive you even if I apologize. If I am stronger than you in the future, I will definitely challenge you again.”
It seems that after she calmed down a little, her Taoist heart did not collapse, and she still maintained her aggressiveness. Heart. It's kind of cute to say such tough words in such a crying tone.
Liang Yue smiled sheepishly, "Actually, those performances on stage just now were not intended to humiliate Zhao Nuxia. It's just that I was assassinated last night and suffered some injuries in the palace. , unable to activate the magical power of swordsmanship, I would definitely not be able to win if I were to face off with Zhao Nuxia, so I had no choice but to use this method to dispel Zhao Nuxia's fighting spirit. It was a despicable method. Victory is no longer possible.”
Although Yun Zhiguan's inheritance is despicable and shameless, after all, Liang Yue is still not able to use the "art of war" calmly like his master. Zhao Xinzhu has no enmity against him. At least he will tell others the truth and apologize properly, which can be considered a slight make up.
"..." Zhao Xinzhu was startled when he heard this, looked up at Liang Yue, and said after a while: "You mean...I could have beaten you?"
"It's very likely that I could have beaten you." Eighty-nine." Liang Yue said: "In my current state, I am definitely no match for Zhao Nuxia."
"That's it." Zhao Xinzhu looked calmer and lowered his eyes to the ground, murmuring. It doesn't matter. You are already stronger than me. If I defeat you while you are accidentally injured, then it will be a failure of force. It is because of my unstable mind that I fell into your scheme. From this perspective, I still lost. I should have lost..."
"Nvxia Zhao." Liang Yue looked at her and whispered, "Cry if you want. ”
"Who is going to cry, you..." Zhao Xinzhu glanced at him with a flat mouth, his big eyes were instantly filled with water, and he could no longer hold back, "Wow——"
After speaking out, Zhao Xinzhu completely started to cry, no longer caring about the image of a chivalrous woman. After all, she is just a teenage girl at the end of the day. She continued to cry for a while, showing no signs of stopping.
It was not that there were no passers-by on the official road. More than one or two people looked over, probably thinking that they were kidnapping and selling women from good families.
Liang Yue glanced at Wu Handing next to him and asked with his eyes, is there anything you can do. Wu Handing gave him a helpless look, as if to say, you made me cry, what can I do?
When the two men looked at each other, Wen Yifan took a step forward, suddenly took Zhao Xinzhu into his arms, and whispered: "Stop crying."
Her words seemed to have some kind of magic power, and Zhao Xinzhu's wails suddenly began to weaken.
She seemed to be aware that she was surrounded by the cold and fragrant breath. She looked at Wen Yifan's face with blurred tearful eyes. She quickly blinked, stopped crying, and said blankly: "Wen Yifan" ...Sister Wen."
Wen Yifan said calmly: "Winning or losing is a common thing for military officers. It will be fine if we start over."
"Well..." Zhao Xinzhu nodded obediently. Wen Yifan patted her on the shoulder, released his embrace, and said: "I have a competition later, so I won't stay any longer. Miss Zhao, cheer up."
"I will." Zhao Xinzhu was inexplicably starry-eyed.
Seeing Wen Yifan solve the problem so easily, Liang Yue also returned to the school with her, wondering on the way, "Sister Wen, why can you persuade her so easily?"
"I don't know either." Wen Yifan shook his head, "But I have always comforted people like this, every time."
"Then if I cry..." Liang Yue began to think freely.
"Only girls can." Wen Yifan glanced at him, his eyes seemed to say... Are you thinking about shit?
Liang Yue: "Oh."
......
After we returned, we had only finished one competition.
The intensity of the third round was much greater than before. Almost two out of every three games were fierce battles, and all the players after the fight were scarred. But fortunately, as long as it is a traumatic injury, no matter how serious it is, it can be easily treated and will not affect tomorrow's competition.
After waiting for a while, we arrived at the sixteenth game, Wen Yifan’s competition.
When she appeared on the ring dressed in white, the audience below instantly became excited. After waiting for a long time, we finally arrived at Xuanmen Fairy Wen, and the school grounds seemed to be on fire.
The person opposite her was a monk from the Northern Huangshi Temple. He was wearing a coarse linen robe, sleeves and leggings. He looked extremely tough, with a fierce look between his brows.
Liang Yue looked at this person, suddenly frowned, and said, "Is this person on our suspicious list?"
He remembered that several people under the surveillance of Zhuxie Division Among the northern warriors, there was this man.
“Not bad.” Xu Luzhi said, “The others have been eliminated, only this last one is left.”
Liang Yue was a little worried, "There won't be any problems, right?"
"Several senior masters are here to take charge. I heard that Senior Sister has a high level of cultivation, so there won't be any problems." Li Mo said.
Da Qiao stared at the monk's face and said: "This man's aura is gray and gray, and there is blood in the court. He is clearly about to die, and his face is a bit weird."
Everyone was surprised. Watch the surroundings of the arena vigilantly, and take action immediately if there is any abnormal movement.
On the other side of the stands, Liu Deng'er, who had just advanced to the fourth round, also looked suspicious.
Her wonderful eyes moved around the crowd, searching for that figure, but to no avail.
"Green Snake..." she whispered: "What exactly do you want to do?"
(End of this chapter)