Arknights is too real, right?

Tailin seemed to be angry. He had been suppressing Xia Feng from the beginning. This was the first time he had been injured.

But to Xia Feng, it didn't matter whether Tailin was angry or not. He cared more about the reaction of the supervision team than Tailin's feelings.

Of course, this is also why Tailin is even more angry.

From the beginning, Xia Feng didn't know why he kept looking outside the court, and he didn't know who he was looking at. It seemed that Xia Feng cared more about whether the audience was cheering for him than responding to his attack.

The sword strike just now almost caused Tailin to suffer internal injuries, but he didn't think it was Xia Feng's hidden strength, he just thought it was the explosive power of a person in despair. Opportunity to fight back.

"Be prepared to have your hands cut off."

Tailin held his breath and his eyes showed unprecedented concentration. It seemed that he really planned to decide the outcome with one move.

Seeing Tailin's posture, Xia Feng also thought he could give it a try.

Although the supervision team was not aware of his sudden outburst, after all, the night was long and there were many dreams, and long-term pain was worse than short-term pain. He planned to increase the intensity and kill Tailin directly.

Then, in full view of everyone, Xia Feng made a puzzling move.

"boom!"

With the sword pointed downward, he inserted the sword into the stone bricks of the ring.

The Qingyun Sword stood vertically on the ground and turned into a "sword in the stone". Xia Feng stood up straight, took his hands off the weapon, and then gently closed his eyes.

The audience didn't understand why Xia Feng didn't even want a weapon, but seeing his actions, Hong Dao had noticed something.

"Xia Feng is going to use a trick!"

In fact, Hong Dao's trick was not accurate. It was like a stalemate between father and son. He couldn't afford to lose, so in order to win, Xia Feng had to risk being banned.

Tailin's hesitation only lasted less than a second. Seeing Xia Feng's actions, he clenched his sword tightly.

"court death!"

His legs exploded with astonishing bouncing power, and Tailin rushed toward Xia Feng like a sharp arrow that had taken off its string. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to tell with the naked eye.

There is nothing false or true about this sword, it is 100% real. Tailin has given up on defense and plans to use the thunder sword to kill Xia Feng, who is now bare-handed.

"Uh-huh!"

The sword edge arrived instantly, pointing directly at Xia Feng's chest. Tai Lin was confident that with the power of this sword, Xia Feng would be injured no matter what.

3 meters.

2 meters.

1 meter.

Until the sword edge was about to sink into his chest, Xia Feng finally opened his eyes.

"Pass!"

Black flames reflected in his pupils, and blood marks as fine as spider webs exploded on the skin of his left hand. The blood that seeped out was mixed with the black mist that filled the body surface.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Tailin's eyes were very close to Xia Feng, and a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart instantly surrounded his whole body. It seemed that the person staring at him at this moment was not Xia Feng, but a terrifying demon.

The next second, the sword blade that was about to sink into his chest was held with his bare hands, and the rapid movement stopped abruptly.

"Snapped!"

The extremely hard long sword was crushed in Xia Feng's palm and exploded into scattered pieces.

Tailin's brain seemed to have stopped thinking, and he looked horrified. Based on his life experience, he could not figure out why someone could shatter a long sword with his bare hands.

Xia Feng's cold voice came next.

"goodbye."

While Tai Lin was frozen in front of him, Xia Feng made a fist with his right hand and hit him hard in the stomach.

The force of penetration shattered the clothes on Tailin's back, blood spurted out from his mouth, and the huge force caused his entire face to twist into a strange shape at this moment.

"boom!"

Xia Feng punched Tailin to the ground. The stone bricks cracked due to the impact, and then Tailin bounced back, spinning and sliding out against the ground.

Stimulated by the black power, Xia Feng's heart became extremely cold at this moment.

Tailin didn't give Peter a chance to admit defeat before, so he didn't want to give Tailin a chance to say "admit defeat".

"Ding!"

Pulling out the Qingyun Sword stuck at his side, Xia Feng crushed the ground and rushed towards Tai Lin, who was punched out.

Without the support of the Origin Stone, the wounds on his body became more and more cracked. The pain stimulated his brain and gradually eroded his sanity.

No one can threaten him. This is his absolute bottom line. What makes him even more intolerable is that Tailin actually threatened Wei Na with his cleverness.

Xia Feng never forgot who he was from beginning to end. He would never forget how he survived from Mandel City, let alone why he came to Victoria.

Whether it's the Royal Academy or the swordsmanship competition, in his mind, these are not enough chips.

For the sake of important people, he would even do anything to subvert the empire.

Tailin lost consciousness while flying out. He rolled to the edge of the ring in tattered clothes, and the blood flowing from his mouth slipped all over the floor.

The next second, Xia Feng's demonic figure appeared in front of him, illusory black flames overflowing from his pupils, burning blazingly.

Qingyun Sword was raised high, and an angry roar came from Xia Feng's mouth.

"Die to me!"

The audience was all frightened by this sudden change. Guigui opened his mouth as if shouting something. Hongdao and Xiao Yunye had already rushed out of the auditorium, but none of them moved as fast as Xia Feng's falling sword.

The explosive power of this sword will definitely break Tailin into pieces on the spot.

"boom!"

A muffled sound erupted from the guest seats.

A golden figure fell from the sky and stood in front of Tailin in an instant.

The golden sword lay across the air, facing Xia Feng's imminent slash.

"boom!"

The two soldiers met, and a strong shock wave exploded on the spot. The owner of the Golden Sword was shocked to the point of kneeling on one knee, and the stone bricks beneath his feet collapsed.

The gravel and smoke were stirred up by the impact and filled the sky.

The man who leaped from the guest seat to the ring was none other than Terege. As the [Sword of the Empire], he took the sword of Xia Feng on behalf of his brother at the critical moment.

The diffuse smoke gradually dissipated.

After seeing who this person was, the black flame in Xia Feng's left eye disappeared instantly, and the power of the black and white twins also dissipated invisible.

Xia Feng stared coldly at the leader of the Tyreg Army who stood in front of him and took his sword, and said in a deep voice.

"So it turns out that the swordsmanship competition can also be contested by groups of relatives and friends?"

Terege looked solemn.

"What did you plan to do just now, kill someone?"

Xia Feng did not shy away.

"I'm just competing. As for the result, no one can predict it until it happens."

At this time, Yin Hui from the guest seat also rushed to the ring.

Yin Hui separated Xia Feng and Terege, and followed him, appearing to be fair, but secretly revealing his mockery of Terege, he said.

"Don't get excited. This is a competition. The competition has its own competition rules. If someone violates the rules, the organizer will definitely deal with it fairly, no matter who the person is."

Terege took back the golden sword and glanced at his unconscious brother behind him.

"Taylin lost. I was just trying to prevent unnecessary tragedy. Since I have lost, let's stop here."

Terege's interference is a violation to some extent. In any case, outsiders have no right to interfere with the ongoing game.

But as he said, promotion is only about winning or losing, not life or death. Tailin has already lost, so interference or not will not affect the outcome of Xia Feng's victory.

On the contrary, if Xia Feng really kills someone, he will be disqualified from the competition.

To outsiders, Tyrege's actions of protecting the calf seemed a bit inappropriate, but how many people could bear to watch their own brother fall into a desperate situation?

Xia Feng slowly lowered his sword, and his reason, which had just been overwhelmed by the black power, regained his senses.

To be honest, he wasn't sure what he had just wanted to do, and if Tyreg hadn't appeared, he might have killed Tyrin without thinking.

And now, he doesn't know whether this result is good or bad.

He didn't know whether his final performance would cause a strong reaction from the supervision team, and he wasn't sure whether he would successfully advance to the finals.

Seeing the meaning in Tai Lege's eyes, Xia Feng only knew.

The feud between him and the [Imperial Sword] Roland family was finally settled.