Interstellar Tyrant's Runaway Queen

In the next day's competition, Dixing's opponent happened to be Cangnan.

The viewing platform was full of crowded people, and the voices were noisy and lively.

"What's so interesting about Emperor Star's match? Isn't it just losing? I can do it myself."

"That's right, I'm at the bottom every year, so I'm ashamed to participate in the competition."

"If I had already abstained, haha..."

Listening to all kinds of unpleasant words in their ears, the faces of Emperor Star's students turned pale, and their eyes were all cast on the only hope.

Jiang Xingye scratched his hair and said angrily, "What are you looking at me for?"

The students gritted their teeth: "Jiang Xingye, you must win, otherwise our Emperor Star will lose face."

Jiang Xingye glanced at them: "You guys lost your face, you have to find it yourself, but I..." He tapped his cheek, "My face is still fine."

students:……

I was very angry, but I couldn't say anything to refute.

At this time, the screen on the stage lit up, and Jiang Xingye's name jumped out, and his opponent was Hua Yinglan from Cangnan College.

Fang Wenqi yelled at the top of the audience: "Be careful, this guy is ruthless—"

But I don't know if Jiang Xingye heard it, he nodded his head this way, and jumped onto the ring neatly.

Images of two people appeared on the high-definition screen, sparking heated discussions among the audience below.

"Who is this, Dixing's? I didn't see him yesterday."

"Tsk tsk, it looks really good-looking, white and tender, it looks like it was raised in the Emperor Star greenhouse."

"Emperor Xing will not be inferior to others and plan to use beauty tricks, right? If I am sure I will not want to be cruel to him, haha..."

These words fell into Jiang Xingye's ears, he didn't get angry, but curled his lips in disdain.

boring person.

He turned to look at his opponent.

The opponent is Hua Yinglan from Cangnan. He has dreadlocks and a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes like a lone wolf.

a bit difficult.

Jiang Xingye moved his fingers, eager to try.

According to the rules set by the academy, the two didn't say much, and after shaking hands with each other, they activated their exoskeletons.

click!

A pair of sharp feather blades spread out from Jiang Xingye's shoulders, his fingers bent, and the hard exoskeleton covered every corner, white and black perfectly alternated on his body.

He raised his head slightly, revealing half of his fair face on the screen, the black hair that was pressed under the mask shook, and brushed against his soft lips.

So contradictory.

The cold and perfect mecha and the fragile and delicate beauty merged into one at this time, even the audience who had been laughing at Emperor Star couldn't help but hold their breath.

It took a moment for them to react.

"What a pity."

"I hope Hua Yinglan is more gentle."

"That's right, it would be bad if such a beauty loses her appearance..."

Yesterday, Hua Yinglan became famous in the first battle. He shot fiercely and showed no mercy. After the match, the opponent only had half his life left.

This kind of fighting style is rare in Emperor Star, and it can only be tempered in actual combat.

After the referee gave an order, Hua Yinglan took the lead and pointed at Jiang Xingye's chest.

too fast.

Hua Yinglan's speed was so fast that she almost turned into an afterimage, and no one could escape it.

The audience in the audience let out an exclamation, and some timid ones even closed their eyes. Thinking about it, this beautiful mecha pilot would definitely not be Hua Yinglan's opponent, maybe he would be beaten like a rag doll. Torn apart.

The imaginable scene did not happen in the ring.

I saw Jiang Xingye leaning back, his waist bent into an inconceivable arc and brushing past the fist wind. Halfway, the two wings on his shoulders fluttered, and he soared into the air, his legs twisted around Hua Yinglan's arm Press down hard.

boom--

With a loud noise, the two of them hit the ground together. Such a huge impact made even the screen hanging above tremble.

The situation on the court changed, Jiang Xingye grabbed Hua Yinglan's neck with one hand, and knelt down on Hua Yinglan's chest.

"Three, two, one!"

"Emperor Star Jiang Hoshino wins!"

The referee announced the result.

The audience fell silent, so surprised by the result that they forgot to cheer the winner.

In the silence, Jiang Xingye took off his mask, and a gust of wind blew over the broken hair on his forehead, revealing sharp eyebrows and eyes.

This scene was faithfully presented on the big screen, and the audience reacted and cheered.

Jiang Xingye stood up, the exoskeleton mech shrank, and turned into a mechanical ball again. He scratched his messy black hair and walked down the stage.

Hua Yinglan struggled to get up, looked at his slender back, her voice was distorted through the mask: "You are very strong, I underestimated the enemy."

Jiang Xingye turned his head sideways, with a smile on his lips: "Of course I know I'm strong, and besides..." He tilted his head, "Even if you don't underestimate the enemy, that's all."

After finishing speaking, he briskly jumped off the ring and walked towards Emperor Star's team, just in time to meet the next classmate a.

Classmate a was a little nervous, his face turned pale, and he knew he was going to lose even before he played.

Jiang Xingye was in a good mood, and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him: "It's okay, relax, you can win..."

Classmate a may have never seen Jiang Xingye so amiable in his life. He almost thought he was still dreaming after being told like this, and stepped onto the ring with a dazed expression on his face.

Just now Jiang Xingye won cleanly, and the audience's impression of Dixing changed. Now that he saw another Dixing player, he spontaneously cheered him on.

Classmate a reacted, clenched his fist, and looked at his opponent.

I don't know if Jiang Xingye's encouragement is effective. Classmate a is not so nervous anymore. In fact, their strength is not bad. It is only their lack of actual combat experience that caused them to lose to their opponents. Now they have calmed down. After the fight, classmate A won the game by a narrow margin.

After winning, the Dixing students crowded up to celebrate classmate a. Classmate a found Jiang Xingye in the crowd and sincerely thanked him: "Jiang Xingye, thank you."

Jiang Xingye yawned innocently: "You won by yourself, so what's none of my business?"

Classmate A has long been used to Jiang Xingye's temper, so he didn't care at all: "If it weren't for what you said, I might not have won."

Jiang Xingye didn't remember what the sentence was, tilted his head and recalled it for a while before he understood.

"Oh……"

In fact, he still didn't have time to say a word—it doesn't matter, take it easy, you can win.If you can't win, just go back.

But now this scene is too embarrassing to talk about, Jiang Xingye was a little uncomfortable with the grateful eyes of his classmates, turned his head to avoid it and muttered: "If it wasn't for the team points, I wouldn't bother to talk to you..."

Classmate A: ...

He cheered up: "It's okay, Jiang Xingye's temper is like this, he is actually doing it for our own good, everyone will work hard and try to win two more games."

Jiang Xingye: ...It's so annoying, I don't seem to be able to explain clearly.

The students from Dixing over there were full of fighting spirit, gearing up to score another point. Jiang Xingye sat in his seat, and the warm sunlight from the glass sky made him drowsy.

He propped his chin in one hand, leaned back on the chair like a cat, half-closed his eyes and thought, maybe... this is not bad.

On the second day, Dixing finally opened, and achieved a good result of four wins and three losses. In the next six days, they won and lost evenly.

To this end, the students also specially celebrated.

"cheers!"

"Everyone continue to work hard in the field team competition! Strive for good results!"

"It's already good this time. Let's continue to maintain it and keep the current position in the lower middle reaches."

Jiang Xingye huddled in the corner and didn't get involved in their excitement. He picked up a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, curling his lips: "It's still in the middle and lower, there are six colleges in total, just say No. 4 and it's over." ?”

Fang Wenqi shouted over there: "Hoshino, the pizza here is very delicious, come quickly—"

Jiang Xingye was too lazy to move: "No."

Fang Wenqi had no choice but to come over with a pizza, but was cut off by others halfway.

Jiang Xingye didn't like excitement very much, he hid in a corner drinking wine, and suddenly a plate of pizza fell from the sky.He looked at the pizza covered with cheese, looked up again, and saw Lu Chen standing beside him.

Lu Chen was already tall, but now they were standing next to each other, and the shadow fell and enveloped Jiang Xingye's whole body.He simply moved his butt to make room for a seat.

Lu Chen was also polite, and sat down directly: "Hiding here alone?"

Jiang Xingye picked up a slice of pizza, took a bite, and said vaguely, "It's too noisy, why did you come here?"

Lu Chen: "Well...it's really a bit noisy."

As soon as he came in, he was looking for Jiang Xingye. He thought he liked to be lively, but he didn't expect to be alone in the corner. Even the light was so stingy that only the peripheral light remained, and it was so dim that it fell on him. There was only alienation in his eyes. indifference.

During the day, Jiang Xingye was dazzling in the fighting arena, but now he was inexplicably distressed.

Jiang Xingye finished the pizza in two or three bites, and licked his cheese-stained fingers without finding a tissue: "And I'm thinking about the next round of the competition." Speaking of the things he is good at, he seems to be alive again, " I have watched the battle videos over the years, and Cangnan is always the number one in field team battles..."

Field group combat.

Taking the college as the unit, the students are in groups of three, namely the mecha pilot, the commander and the maintenance and logistics personnel. They are scattered in every corner of the field, and each group holds a stamp in their hands. disuse.

It lasted for three days, and finally ranked according to the stamps held by each group, and the corresponding rankings can add corresponding points to the college.

"If we want to win the championship, we must win the first place..."

Lu Chen listened, but suddenly fell silent. He turned his head and saw that Jiang Xingye was lying on the table at some point.A tuft of restless black hair was raised, and the cheek was pressed against the arm, showing a little red mark.

His breathing was smooth, with a scent of fruit wine.

Drunk.

Lu Chen glanced around, stretched out his arms to pick him up, and walked out quietly.

The students were already drunk, and they didn't notice that there were two people missing. They celebrated until midnight, and everyone was dizzy.

Classmate a suddenly said: "Let's hiccup—have we forgotten something?"

"What is it?"

"no."

Classmate A: "That's because I remembered wrongly..."

In a certain room, Xie Lin's stomach was growling when he was locked in the closet, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Why hasn't anyone brought him food today?