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On the day of Yang Feng's competition, Lu Mingtong was more excited than anyone else, got up and dressed and went to the arena without Lu Douya's urging.

Yang Tong practiced sword behind closed doors these days, Lu Mingtong didn't see him, but today he was also worried about his younger brother, he appeared much earlier than Lu Mingtong.

The two greeted each other and ate rice porridge together. Lu Mingtong held a bun and chewed slowly: "How is the second young master's condition recently, do you have a chance of winning today?"

Yang Tong said: "He's already prepared in the backcourt. I sent someone to inquire about it. The one drawn to play with him is a burly man with low martial arts."

"The second son..."

"We will definitely win." Yang Tong said: "I have already notified the twelve junior sisters, and when she comes over, I will ask Fengyun Envoy to save face and support the situation together."

"That's natural."

Yang Feng's competition was in the sixth round, when the twelve junior sisters received the news, Lu Mingtong nodded and smiled when he saw her.

When I saw her last time, she was wearing a water-red dress, lively and gorgeous, although she was a little more elegant today, she was still lovely and pitiful.

In the past at home, Mrs. Lu and a group of her friends always liked to gather in the back garden to apply makeup in their spare time, and often asked Lu Mingtong to help carry the makeup box.Under the long-term influence, Lu Mingtong also developed a pair of piercing eyes, and he immediately saw that although the makeup of this little junior sister looked light, she was actually well-groomed.

It seems that what Yang Tong said is true, the twelve junior sisters' thoughts on Yang Feng are not only limited to the senior brothers and sisters.

Lu Mingtong said in his heart that he was stable, he stepped forward and quietly said to Yang Tong: "Young Master Yang, how is the martial arts of the twelve junior sisters?"

Yang Tong glanced at the nervous person next to him: "How can I put it, I can't even hold the sword steadily. My father wanted to take her as his apprentice just because he saw how cute she looked."

Lu Mingtong was able to calmly deal with Master Yang's act of accepting apprentices based on his mood, and he said calmly when he heard the words: "In this case, when the competition starts, let's fan the flames in her ears and make a dangerous appearance." How does Huansheng look?"

Yang Tong said: "Okay."

The game started and Yang Feng came on the stage.He looked towards the front of the ring as agreed, saw three familiar figures, smiled slightly, and bowed his hands to the person in front of him: "Please."

Lu Mingtong clapped his hands suddenly: "Good!"

Yang Tong and his junior sister were taken aback for a moment, the two people on the stage haven't moved yet, what should they do?

Lu Mingtong said without changing his face and heartbeat: "Before you make a move, you have to go through a psychological battle first. Facing such a burly and majestic opponent, the second son can still maintain a calm and breezy appearance, with a tall and straight figure, neither humble nor overbearing. Really Well, it's really good!"

He didn't speak loudly, but they were standing close to each other, and the martial arts of the two people on the stage were not bad, so they naturally listened to his words.

Yang Feng's face froze, and the opponent looked at the people in the audience inexplicably, and cupped his hands: "Please!"

The two of them made moves at the same time, one move to capture the tiger's palm attack, Yang Feng dodged it, and before he could make a move, Lu Mingtong boasted again in the audience: "It's so easy to dodge! Look at the second young master's light turn around, this nimble To dodge, what a young man's talent!"

Yang Feng: "..."

The opponent was also taken aback. Is this person here to make trouble?He glanced in Lu Mingtong's direction, and found that it was the famous Fengyun Envoy. He was startled, and even more confused—the Fengyun Envoy shouldn't just talk nonsense, could it be that this kid is really hiding something?

He was puzzled in his heart, and became more cautious in his moves. Yang Feng and him confronted each other carefully, and Yang Tong in the audience gritted his teeth.

Compared to him, Lu Mingtong is more than capable, every time Yang Feng makes a move, he can answer the words.

"What a handsome move. To be able to do such a difficult move, I guess Second Young Master Yang must have a very strong waist, and he must also have a very good figure. It's really enviable!"

"Look at the eyes of the Second Young Master, soft but firm, soft but not soft, really handsome! If I were another hero on this stage, seeing such a handsome opponent, I'm afraid I would already be ashamed of myself!"

"What a fierce attack! The second son's steps are really calm and unstoppable, and his swordsmanship is unstoppable, admiration, admiration!"

He talked freely in the audience, full of praise for Yang Feng, the battle between the two on the stage was over, the opponent's brow was covered with cold sweat, and finally Yang Feng seized the opportunity and picked out the sword in his hand.

The twelve junior sisters exclaimed, and hurried up to greet the triumphant Yang Feng.

Yang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Brother, envoy Fengyun, junior sister..."

The defeated hero also came along, and Lu Mingtong shrank back guiltily, but was dragged out.

"I'm still thinking about why Fengyun envoys are full of praise for Mr. Yang. I thought it was a bluff, but I didn't expect that the second master is really superior, so I am convinced." The knight bowed to Lu Mingtong: "Thank you I have learned a lot from Fengyun Envoy's guidance today, thank you!"

Lu Mingtong watched him leave in bewilderment, completely unable to remember what advice he had given him.

After winning the game, Lu Mingtong and Yang Tong forcefully dragged Yang Feng to buy rouge for his younger junior sister, and when they returned to the room at night, Feng Ji and Duan Heng were already waiting for him in the room.

Feng Ji said: "You made a big splash today."

Lu Mingtong asked suspiciously: "What's the limelight, I didn't do anything today."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Did you really do nothing? The Yang family can spread the word, and Fengyun envoys personally explained when the second son of Yang was fighting, and now they have all studied the so-called psychological warfare."

Only then did Lu Mingtong come to his senses, and he cried out in pain, "What can I do, I made up nonsense, but they actually took it seriously!"

Feng Ji supported the table and laughed endlessly, Duan Heng said: "Mingtong don't have to worry, psychological warfare has been a tactic recorded in detail in the Art of War since ancient times, they only know that you have mentioned this technique, but they have no way of knowing how you explained it .”

"It's more than that." Feng Ji said: "The rumors are spreading so fast, there are now no less than five theories, each of which is said to have been witnessed by someone at the scene."

Lu Mingtong covered his face in melancholy, Feng Ji said: "What's going on? I just haven't looked at you for a day, and you've caused trouble again."

Lu Mingtong explained the matter exactly, and Duan Heng said: "Mingtong, don't you think..."

Lu Mingtong looked at him, Duan Heng struggled for a long time, and stopped talking.Feng Ji knew very well that he would be tortured madly if he didn't listen to the end, so he continued for him: "What Brother Duan wants to say is, don't you think you are like a matchmaker sometimes?"

Lu Mingtong was startled, looked at the two people in front of him, and then suddenly realized that he had more or less been involved in the relationship between these two people.

Duan Heng and Shen Huaian, Feng Ji and Xiao Lang.Of course, Feng Ji's pair would definitely not succeed.

"What you said... seems to make sense." Lu Mingtong hesitated: "Am I a bit too boring?"

The two didn't answer, and Lu Mingtong was a little frustrated: "Probably because I have nothing to distract me recently, maybe when the result of the famous sword competition comes out, I will be busy."

Duan Heng comforted him a few words and gave him the needle.Feng Ji stayed and talked with him for a while, Lu Mingtong said: "You seem to be very busy recently, and you didn't even go to watch the competition. Can you come to the match between Pei Lian and Yang Tong? I want to hear you Tell me."

Feng Ji's heart softened, thinking of those days when the two of them sat together in the martial arts conference, he was also responsible for explaining the battle situation to him.The person in his arms was still fully guarded against himself at that time, and every time I saw his expression of being outraged and afraid to speak out, I would snicker endlessly.

Perhaps the relationship between the two changed at that time, Feng Ji held his hand and said softly: "Okay, I will pick you up that day."

As soon as the schedule arrived, Feng Ji really came as scheduled, Lu Mingtong woke up early, seeing no one around, he took the courage to hold hands and left, and they didn't separate until they were in front of them.

Yang Feng was waiting under the stage, and Lu Mingtong asked, "Has your eldest brother competed with Pei Lian recently?"

Yang Feng said: "No, elder brother said that elder brother Pei is forbidden to go to him before the official competition. He has to practice sword painstakingly, so that he can catch elder brother Pei by surprise."

Lu Mingtong opened his mouth wide in surprise, the way this couple showed their love was really different.

Feng Ji looked as expected, he just looked at the ring and said calmly: "Contesting is not a child's play, although Pei Lian is excellent in martial arts, Yang Tong does not necessarily want to win. Meeting at this time will only distract the two of you."

Lu Mingtong nodded, and after waiting for a long time, the two of them appeared amidst the shouts of everyone.

Lu Mingtong nervously held Feng Ji's hand beside him, Feng Ji looked down and held his hand back.

"It's about to start, it's about to start!" Lu Mingtong muttered a few words, and the cheers from the audience gradually fell silent, but the two figures on the stage remained motionless, as if they were frozen.

"Why haven't they acted yet?" Lu Mingtong said, "Could they have also heard those rumors, and are they going to play some kind of psychological tactics?"

"No." Feng Ji looked up at the two of them, and said with a smile, "They are communicating."

"Communication?" Lu Mingtong repeated: "What do you communicate with, with your eyes?"

"Yes." Feng Ji said, "In a way that only they can understand."

Lu Mingtong seemed to understand, but also looked into their eyes, only to see that Pei Lian and Yang Tong were motionless, but their eyes were tightly entangled, and their emotions were unclear.

Lu Mingtong secretly thought, what are they thinking in their minds, maybe they are saying that you look so good today, I miss you, etc. That is not a temptation, but a blatant flirting!

Feeling his anxiety, Feng Ji squeezed his palm lightly, signaling him not to worry.

Sure enough, the next moment, the corner of Yang Tong's mouth curled up into a smile, he and Pei Lian were still silent, but they had a better understanding than any other pair who came up to the contest.No words were needed, no instructions were needed, the two of them drew their swords at the same time as if they had agreed, and with a clang, the two gleaming silver swords had been handed over together.

Afterimages flickered, the two on the stage had quickly clashed several swords, Lu Mingtong was dazzled by the sight, Feng Ji whispered next to his ear: "Under the initial test, Pei Lian showed shock for a moment, obviously you said it The surprise that Yang Tong was going to give him worked."

Pei Lian leaned back to avoid the sword move sent by Yang Tong. Yang Tong turned his wrist and was about to change the direction to pursue him. He got up again and kicked at the hilt of the sword.

Yang Tong took it back in pain, and flung it back, Feng Ji said: "Pei Lian was merciful with that kick just now, if he kicked directly on Yang Tong's hand, and then took the opportunity to sweep his chest with the other leg, this kick Just finish it right away.”

Hearing this, Lu Mingtong looked at Yang Tong's hand worriedly. After Yang Tong was hit, he put his sword across his chest and made a defensive posture. Pei Lian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but held the sword behind him and signaled to him—come again.

Yang Tong smiled slightly, undaunted, luck once again struck the sword, Pei Lian stretched out his hand to fight with him carefully, every move was extremely gentle, until finally, Yang Tong found that the opponent did not do his best, and the pressure became fierce.

"He's angry." Feng Ji said: "Yang Tong thinks it's a disgraceful thing for him to back down for him in the martial arts arena, and he wants Pei Lian to fight him with all his strength." Shaking his head: "It's just that he also knows that he will lose soon."

Sure enough, Pei Lian was forced to take a few steps back by his anger. Even when the audience thought that he was going to win, Pei Lian finally used all his skills, and a set of sword moves was smooth and aggressive.Yang Tong couldn't last long under such fierce swordsmanship, so he was defeated.

There was a burst of amazement from the audience, Yang Tong seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his legs were about to fall when his legs gave out, Pei Lian hurried forward to catch his precarious body.Yang Tong gasped for breath, but there were smiles in his eyes, pinched Pei Lian's waist, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You won."

Pei Lian looked at him with a complicated expression: "You played very well... That new move that you came up with is very good."

"It's a pity that I still can't compare to you." Yang Tong sighed and said with a smile: "But this time I have been under your hands for so long, which is already rare." He raised his head, his eyes were clouded, mixed with pride and favor: " Pei Lian, you really didn't disappoint me."

Under the stage, Master Yang silently looked at the two overlapping figures on the field, and took a deep breath.