In the afternoon, the wind blew.

Autumn is wiping with the wind.

A few yellow fallen leaves faded from the treetops, dancing with the wind, and falling onto the arena one after another.

They are like autumn elves, and they spread themselves there in advance in order to welcome something.

Soon, two figures walked onto the ring.

One, four eyebrows.

One, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

They walked leisurely, like two old men taking a walk after dinner, and their bodies exuded a calm temperament that was inconsistent with their age.

There were already people standing around the ring.

In the judges' seat beside the ring, the senior masters led by Chen Youran also looked like torches and looked focused.

At this moment, what is about to be launched on the ring is the last competition in the fourth round of the Young Heroes Martial Arts Examination, and the two sides of the battle are Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai.

Yes, Huang Donglai, who ranked higher in the literary exam, was in bye in the first three rounds. According to the promotion table, the opponent he met in the fourth round was the winner of the battle between Guo Cong and Sun Yixie in the last round.

Unlike the previous two games, Sun Yixie simply did not bring the trident to the stage this time.

Of course, Huang Donglai also had bare hands.

In the wind, the two stood solemnly.

They did not salute each other, nor did they even communicate with each other.

One of them looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, with a melancholy face; the other looked down at the ground forty-five degrees, with a pretended deepness.

After a while of silence, one of them spoke.

"What should come, it's still here after all." Sun Yixi raised his head and lamented in a tone of compassion.

"Yes, this battle is probably also fate." Huang Donglai responded in a deep voice.

Everyone in the audience knew that these two were friends, so no one found it strange that they said a few words before the fight.

After a brief pause, Sun Yixie said again: "In this battle, you and I will do our best."

Huang Donglai said: "That's natural."

Sun Yixie said: "That's the best."

The two of them had little substance to talk about, and there was no sign of stopping.

Huang Donglai said, "But you didn't even bring your weapons."

Sun Yixie said: "I'm taking it."

Huang Donglai said: "Where is it?"

Sun Yixie said: "In front of you."

The audience also understood his implication, which means that he is like a weapon.

Huang Donglai said: "Okay."

Sun Yixie said, "It's really good." He paused and said, "But you don't seem to have any weapons."

When Huang Donglai heard this, he smiled slightly: "Ha...you also know that I am using hidden weapons."

Sun Yixie said: "I just saw that... you didn't bring a hidden weapon and went on stage, so you said this."

Huang Donglai smiled: "It depends on how you define the hidden weapon." As he said that, he picked up a fallen leaf that fell on his shoulders and said, "In my opinion, this... can also be a hidden weapon."

These words are scary, and they really scared a lot of people.

The martial arts heroes who were watching the game had only heard of the name of the young master of the Yellow Sect, but had never seen his kung fu. Now, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was hinting that he could "fly flowers to kill the enemy, and fallen leaves to hurt people", and everyone must have been shocked.

You should know that many people can pick up hard objects such as stone tiles and throw them out as hidden weapons, even second- and third-rate hidden weapons users can do it; but if you want to use "fallen leaves" as hidden weapons, even some first-class experts may not be able to do it.

The difficulty of this matter is similar to asking you to use a chopstick to hit snooker and score 147 points, and it is like letting you play mahjong blindfolded and still be discovered as usual.

This is not a state that can be achieved by hard practice. It must be achieved by a talented person after years of hard research.

But Huang Donglai, the young master of the Huang Sect who is only seventeen years old, now says that he can already use fallen leaves as a hidden weapon. How can everyone not be shocked when they hear it?

"Okay." On the stage, Sun Yixie didn't respond so much to Huang Donglai's words, and just continued calmly, "Since everyone has weapons, it's time to do it."

Huang Donglai continued: "Yes, that's OK."

As the two of them said, they finally stopped standing there and posing, but turned their heads at the same time, their eyes connected, and then took a few steps forward.

The ring is not very big. Within a few steps, the two of them came to their opponents, only five steps away.

However, at this moment, they still didn't show off, but stood with their hands behind their backs and stared at each other face to face.

"Are three moves enough?" Sun Yixie asked quickly.

"Isn't two moves enough?" Huang Donglai continued to ask.

"Then let's just make one move." Sun Yixie said again.

"Okay." Huang Donglai said, "just one move."

When his word "时" was revealed, the postures of both of them changed slightly.

Sun Yixie seemed to have not moved, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that at that moment, he had relaxed his whole body, completed the "removal of strength", and was ready for an explosion.

Huang Donglai slightly took his left leg back half a step, and the index finger of his right hand trembled slightly... as if he was awakening the muscle memory of his fingertips and accumulating energy for the next move.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the killing atmosphere is forcing me to condense.

The two finally stopped talking and were about to make a comeback; the audience members held their breath and waited for a while.

Unexpectedly... it was at the most critical moment when the sword was tense and the string was about to collapse.

Sudden!

Sun and Huang relaxed at the same time.

"Good kung fu, I'll learn it." Then, Huang Donglai bowed his fists and said something that seemed to be admitting defeat.

"You are not bad either." Sun Yixie replied with a gift, "Take it back."

"please!"

"please!"

They said "please" to each other, and then both stepped down.

There is no doubt that the audience around who were watching this "competition" were all stunned...

No one knows what happened just now, but it seems that everyone knows a rough idea.

"Is this the legendary 'the result of the countermeasure was predicted before taking action'?"

"They... finished the match in their minds and decided the winner?"

Not to mention the audience, even the judges were a little confused, and some people whispered to each other: "This is Sun Yixie's winning, right? We didn't misunderstand, right?"

Actually, these people are really thinking too much...

The scene they just saw was thought of by Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai when they were picking their teeth after dinner, and most of them were improvised.

The reason for acting in this play is also very simple. Huang Donglai's symptoms of being unable to use his skills after taking the elixir of the gallbladder pill have not disappeared, and he is not as good as martial arts at all.

Originally, Huang Donglai planned to abstain directly when it was his turn, but by chance, his opponent happened to be Brother Sun, so when the two of them decided to go on stage and pretend to be a fool.

In this way, it can not only conceal that Huang Donglai gave up because of helplessness, but also improve each other's personality.

Even if someone later saw that they were acting, it would be fine. At most, they would think that they were friends who helped each other, and they would help advance to the prerequisite that one person would definitely be eliminated. It would be impossible for someone to think about "Huang Donglai can't use his skills."

In this way, after this inexplicable farce, Sun Yixie went to another round and seemed to be among the quarterfinals.
Chapter completed!