Offstage, Xia Feng covered his ears, almost deafened by the roar of the mountain and tsunami, he really couldn't understand why these soldiers were shouting loudly.

Obviously, Verin's impassioned speech was addressed to Ursas, and that was what it meant.

[You Ursas are military powers, but we Victoria are not vegetarians, aren't we just dead individuals, and you still want to use the topic to play and drive the army over? ] Now that you see the will to fight of our soldiers and civilians, I advise you to be kind. 】

In fact, it stands to reason that this kind of thing should not be said by a delicate princess.

But at this time, no one dared to doubt the authority of these words.

The audience was attended by students from all over the world, as well as international media, and Verin's speech would soon spread around the world.

At this point, the official significance of the sword fighting tournament can also be said to be completed.

...

This was followed by a lengthy speech.

These words are in Xia Feng's ears to change the soup but not the medicine, and with the theme of the swordsmanship competition, Wei Lin is inciting and guiding the masses, advocating the authority of the royal family, and using some vague psychological hints to save character.

The Victorian citizens at the scene listened with stars in their eyes, and felt that Verin was the sun in their hearts.

But those foreign students felt inexplicable, as if they had entered a brainwashing conference.

As for today's finals, the organizers seem to have forgotten about it.

In fact, Xia Feng understands that one of the finalists is himself and the other is Xiao Ye, to put it bluntly, in the eyes of the royal family, they are all outsiders who don't know where to come from, and the candidate they really want has already died and lost, and they don't care about this championship anymore.

....

Then, dear Princess Verin looked down at the audience and spoke for more than half an hour, turning the sword competition into a talk show.

Just when Xia Feng was about to fall asleep, finally, she finished speaking.

Marenleg rushed up to take the microphone, and then stepped back with his tail between his legs, and then he stepped into the ring to announce the final.

Seeing Marenleg come to the stage, Xia Feng greeted Xiao Yunye next to him.

"Xiao Ye, let's go, it's our turn."

"Yes."

...

When standing under the stage, Xiao Yunye asked calmly.

"Xia Feng, how do you compare in this final, will I admit defeat directly after I come on stage?"

Xia Feng shook his head.

"No, that's too abrupt, although it will be very dramatic, but the organizer and the royal family still have to give face, so let's do it a few simple moves, about 15 minutes, and you will deliberately lose to me."

"But how am I going to lose to you?"

Xia Feng touched his chin and thought for a moment.

This championship is not child's play, if it is too obvious, it will belong to slapping the royal family in the face.

Although he really wanted to slap the royal family in the face and make that Princess Verin unable to get off the stage on the spot, this occasion was obviously not suitable, after all, it was better to win the championship smoothly first, and then think about it in the long run.

"That's it, Xiao Ye, when the time comes, I will deliberately force you to the edge of the ring, I will knock you off the ring in the same way, and you will also stab me with a sword in the process, don't worry, as long as you don't stab me to death on the spot, how bloody will you get."

Xiao Ye glanced at the gauze on Xia Feng's body.

"Did you get hurt, you just got that badly injured yesterday."

Xia Feng briefly moved his swollen limbs and smiled indifferently.

"It's okay, it's almost time anyway."

.....

In order to heat up the atmosphere, Marenleg forced a lot of chatter in the ring, probably to introduce Xia Feng and Xiao Ye's various brilliant performances throughout the competition, deliberately creating a kind of suspense.

Then, he waved his hand.

"Okay, now that both fighters are ready in the audience, I announce that the final of the Royal Academy Sword Fighting Competition starts now!"

After Marenleg stepped down, Xia Feng and Xiao Yunye climbed up one after the other.

"Boom!"

This is the last gong that rings in the kendo competition.

....

In the front row of the audience, many familiar faces were there.

The people of Black Feather naturally look leisurely and complacent, and for them, this game is just a formality.

However, the most excited are Paddy and Du Wei, they never imagined that Xia Feng could really reach the finals, especially Piedi, who is Xia Feng's tablemate, feels like a dream.

Senior Sister Gresa was also cheering loudly, including Brother Zhuzi, who had been defeated before, was also cheering for Xia Feng below, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became hot.

Karn stood alone in the distance, staring at Xia Feng in the ring with a gloomy face, to be honest, he didn't expect Xia Feng to really make it to the finals.

In the ring.

Xia Feng waved to the group of relatives and friends who were cheering for him below, and then turned to face Xiao Yunye.

"Master Xiao, please advise."

With that, Xia Feng picked up the Shenyue Knife and rushed over.

....

In order to make the game more real, Xiao Yunye also gave enough face, and pulled out the Qingyun Sword at the beginning, and had a lot of fun fighting with Xia Feng.

In the eyes of the audience, the two in the ring can be said to be going all out,-for-tat, of course, Xia Feng is indeed going all out, but Xiao Yunye is guiding and teaching.

In the process of fighting, Xiao Yunye easily blocked the summer wind's trick of sad autumn and rain, and commented.

"The speed and accuracy are acceptable, but the center of gravity of the body is shifted too much, so that the initiative will be lost after the sword is retracted."

After dodging the summer wind's move, Xiao Yunye said again.

"I have just deliberately sold you a flaw, but your judgment is wrong, and Shun Split is the worst choice."

During the whole process, Xia Feng was humbly taught, and Xiao Ye's actual combat can be said to be all treasures, practice and theory coexist, and the official price of this class must be worth at least 10 million terra coins.

....

After dozens of waves, Xia Feng secretly looked at Princess Verin on the high platform, and at some point, she had closed her eyes, as if she had no interest in this kind of rude game.

Legion Captain Tereg, who was guarding next to Verin, was also impatient, and a master of his level must have seen that Xiao Ye was deliberately releasing water.

But Xia Feng didn't care, he didn't play for these masters, he mainly acted for the ordinary audience to take care of the face of the organizer and the royal family.

The battle lasted more than ten minutes.

One stepped forward and slashed, and the Shenyue Sword slammed into the Qingyun Sword, and at the same time, Xia Feng gave Xiao Yunye a look.

After the meeting, Xiao Yunye was knocked to the edge of the ring by the force of this sword, and seized this gap, and Xia Feng's whole person chased after him like a whirlwind.

Seeing this thrilling scene, the audience let out an exclamation.

Xiao Yunye stabilized his position in the ring, and in the next second, Xia Feng's blade attacked head-on, and when the opponent could not retreat, Xia Feng's knife completely abandoned the defense, and slashed with the momentum of fighting with his life.

The sword body of the Qingyun Sword was about to grow out of the Shenyue Sword, and Xiao Yunye raised the sword and stabbed.

"Poof!"

The blade of the sword sank into Xia Feng's shoulder, bringing up a blood flower, and at the same time, the Shenyue Knife also slashed towards Xiao Yunye's face.

In this case, Xiao Yunye retreated again to dodge, but because he had been forced to the edge of the ring, this kick was unexpectedly stepped into the air.

While dodging the Shenyue Knife, Xiao Yunye also fell into the ring.

The referee's voice was heard immediately.

"Xiao Yunye's player fell into the ring, Xia Feng player, win!"

...

In the ring, Xia Feng gasped and covered the wound on his shoulder with his hand, and the blood spilled smoothly through his fingers.

Then, he inserted the Shenyue knife back into the scabbard at his waist, and while covering the wound, he clenched his right hand into a fist and stood in the ring and raised it high.

"Ahh

There was a roar that belonged to the victors.

After seeing Xia Feng's scarred body and bitter and hateful expression, the audience was impressed by his persistent belief.

From him, the audience seemed to see the hardships he had along the way, as well as the joy of challenging the impossible and defeating a strong enemy.

This kind of acting is impressive.

....

Hearing Xia Feng's roar in the ring, Princess Verin opened her eyes.

She stared at Xia Feng's figure and asked Terreg, who was guarding beside her.

"Is that person's swordsmanship very good?"

Terreg replied respectfully.

"Stand tall in the ordinary, but not at the top."

Verin obviously didn't know anything about swordsmanship, and she continued to ask with some confusion.

"Since he can't be at the top, why is he the champion, is the overall level of this sword competition down so much?"

Tyreg didn't explain much, or he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only reply briefly.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, in fact, several masters I know did not participate in this competition, Princess rest assured, our Victoria's civil force has not declined."

Verin's eyes narrowed under the silver crown, and she sensed that Terreg was answering the question, but she didn't say anything more about it.

She squinted at the ring and muttered to herself.

"That person's name is Xia Feng, right?"