Feng Tianjiao's face was red as he called for a halftime pause. This was also within my expectations.
I really wanted to bandage my hand, because I had been practicing writing with my left hand and brushing my teeth in addition to my sword practice. I don't know why I want to practice this either. Maybe I'm just bored to death.
I looked at her unlucky appearance of being kicked by me, touching her butt, and even having her sword snatched by me. She kept running around the stage with a red face. I could roughly predict that she would definitely break the tendons in my left and right hands before she would let me go.
Ever since the audience realized what I had just done, there had been an orderly silence. I returned to the southern passage to rest. Tong E and Song E, who were beside me, quickly came over and told me very seriously not to go up again.
"You will die." Song E said to me while trembling. She quickly took out the most expensive food from her pile and handed it to me. She was probably wondering if I could still see the sun tomorrow.
"You can't force it." Tong E said to me, I know she was reminding me on behalf of Nian Gu. Nian Gu was unconscious at the side. After a careful examination, it was fortunate that her injuries were not too serious. It was just that her shoulder was a little dislocated.
Song'e handed me popcorn and tea, but I couldn't eat or drink them at all.
"Your Majesty! Just now, in the stands, Her Highness the Imperial Consort was looking at you!”Song'e used another method to communicate with me. I knew she wanted me to look happy.
When I heard her say this, the deep wound on my left palm was still slowly bleeding. The injuries I had suffered in the previous rounds of martial arts were faintly acting up again.
She wanted to make me look happier, so I followed her words and raised my head. There was a hint of pride in my voice." He's like 'Beautiful women are so delicate, but he likes to see heroes'.”
Many things had happened today, and it was indeed not something that could be described as "tragic".
I saw Zhang Guifei standing at the edge of the stands, still in the familiar position he had been standing in the previous few games. The people around him who had spoken to him before were all gone. Now, he was the only one standing by the side of the stands, and he had no intention of returning to his other stage.
I didn't know when he walked from the other stage to the stands, but I knew I saw him looking at me. This time, he didn't hide it. Maybe it was because I had been injured repeatedly in the afternoon and afternoon.
I really couldn't remember the last time he looked at me like this, but it seemed like it had never happened before.
The way he looked at me wasn't indifferent, nor was it mocking, nor was there any heartache or sadness. He just looked at me without hiding anything. His eyes didn't look like he thought I was shameless. Instead, they were filled with surprise and thought. It was as if he had gotten to know me again.
Just like how I roughly knew that he must be thinking now, why am I still not leaving? He even hid his curiosity in the eyes of many people around him, watching the show as usual.
In the past, I didn't have anything interesting to show him. Today, I'll let him watch as much as he wants.
I looked at him and remembered that the pear blossoms I planted in his Weiyang Palace had not yet grown to their fullest. I think I should go back and see them. I shouldn't die here today.
I thought about many things and looked at Noble Consort Zhang sitting in the corner. I sincerely thought that these things were actually my business and had nothing to do with him. But for some reason, I just wanted to start doing something because he was there.
These words didn't make sense and didn't have any causality. However, I was willing to treat him as the only cause of all the events in this world where he and I existed at the same time.
Just like now.
Maybe I don't understand, maybe I don't know, but for my noble consort, I'm willing to give it a try.
I'm willing to try something.
I patted Song'e's shoulder and told her to take the food away. Then I continued to walk up the stage.
"Again!"
...
"Again!"
Everyone's shocked expressions made me feel that the person who said this was either a warrior or a fool. I was probably the latter. The bright red blood marks on my hands proved that my brain might really have some holes in it.
I picked up the Ice Sturgeon Ruler, hoping to use it to slightly reverse the situation. At the very least, I really wouldn't lose too badly in this finals! Unfortunately, this fellow was indeed a spiritual creature. It knew that I was not its master, so it was very uncooperative in my hands. There were a few times when it was about to drill out of my right hand like a lively fish.
"Heh, I still need you.”
I threw the Ice Sturgeon Ruler on the ground and felt that I could also waste a heavenly treasure today, so I kicked it off the stage. Thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong. I picked it up again and threw it below the eighth level outside the stage. It fell down step by step until it fell to the lowest level. No audience dared to pick it up, so it could only stay there alone.
Oh right, in order to continue playing hooligan, I spat on it when I threw it down, so Feng Tianjiao himself wouldn't pick it up. If she had picked it up, there would be no need to compete today.
Although it was disgusting, it was useful.
Feng Tianjiao didn't have any weapons, so she naturally returned to the third round of melee combat with me. Because there was no one to disturb me in the duel, and my entire body was almost crippled, most of the money still went to her.
There were also a lot of enthusiastic spectators who came from the lotus seats floating from outside the city to watch the "floating" style. She wondered if her anti-human design had increased her pressure.
She was probably still immersed in the Brawler I played just now. Now that she was facing me, she was at a loss. I could feel that her moves were much slower than before.
However, after all, she has been practicing martial arts for many years and is much more serious and hardworking than me. At this moment, her attention can naturally return very quickly and she can quickly enter combat mode.
I noticed that there was a knife bag on her calf. At this moment, she took out a curved knife and threw it quickly. The knife flew straight towards my thigh artery. The edge was full of barbs. If you said that she had applied poison on it, I would believe it.
She could definitely do that now.
I quickly dodged. I was lucky enough to dodge the first one, but then her flying knives came one after another. I had to find something to block them to gain some sense of security.
Oh right, what did Song'e give me just now?
I took out the hard package in my arms. At this moment, it was curled up, making me feel that there was something else inside.
I only had a few seconds to test the waters. When I tore off the outer layer of cloth, I instantly realized that there was actually a short weapon in the hard bag, and there was something else inside.
I quietly turned around and carefully touched it. The short weapon was actually a dagger.
That dagger looked very familiar. I felt that I must have seen it somewhere before.
He quickly flipped through it and found a red bag. I took a whiff. It was mustard powder and chili powder.
These two items immediately brought back the memories buried deep in his mind-that dagger was the one that I had obediently handed over to Zhang Xiaomang in the ruined temple more than a year ago!
I turned my head in surprise to look at Zhang Guifei sitting on the other stage. I saw him sleeping with his eyes closed, but after a while, he raised his head to look at me. He found me again at a glance, as if his attention had always been on me.
He looked as if he had stopped pretending and just stared straight at me. I felt that he had never been like this before.
I looked at him, and he looked back at me. After a few seconds, he suddenly laughed happily. I saw the people around him turn around and look at him in confusion. Some people realized who he was and wanted to go up and strike up a conversation with him. However, when they saw his unbridled laughter, they did not dare to go up.
She was indeed worthy of being my imperial consort.
I looked at him laughing and tried my best to smile at him. However, I thought that my smile must be very ugly at this moment. I didn't know if he would understand and realize that I, who was so ugly now, was also smiling at him. At this moment, I just wanted to smile at him.
The people next to him might think that he might have thought of how I acted like a hooligan just now, and that his reaction was so slow that he started to find it funny. Or perhaps he had suddenly contracted madness and was now agitated by the long-term aesthetics of violence.
But I know, I just know that he doesn't want to pretend anymore. He just doesn't want to pretend anymore.
At this moment, I really wanted to raise my hands to form a circle and make a very, very chuunibyou gesture towards him.
"Zhang Xiaomang!" I really wanted to call him that until he understood that I could tell that he didn't want to pretend. And maybe the moment I felt that he didn't want to pretend anymore, he really didn't want to pretend anymore.
When he laughed like this, I immediately felt extremely comfortable. It was as if a huge rock that had been stuck in my heart had suddenly been removed. I also forgot the feeling of falling into the abyss that the little golden altar had brought me.
I really wanted to shout his name out loud, but when I barely managed to wrap my arms around him, I realized that I could no longer make a sound that was so loud and far that he could hear me.
At this moment, Feng Tianjiao pounced at me like a ferocious tiger, making me realize that my war was still going to drag on.
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