"It's just a competition. Once you're on stage, you're your opponent. Don't you expect to be merciful?"
"Lin Jiayuan didn't play like this before, did he hit the top?"
"Actually, let's talk about bloody violence. 1v1 fighting matches are not chess games. There are underground boxing matches that are more bloody than this one. I just don't understand. Lin Jiayuan can win in a very decent manner, just like the previous few games The game is the same? Why did it play like this this time? I shuddered at the end, his opponent was covered in blood all over his body, and there was no good skinIs there any grudge?"
"Ahhh I don't care that Jiayuan is the most handsome!!!"
? Although the broadcasted video has undergone some synchronous blurring, it is a live broadcast after all, and the network has not covered it. Many people have questioned Lin Jiayuan's practice in this competition.
However, there was no big splash.
? Although most people have never been to a military academy, the empire has always been martial, and its nature is strong. Occasionally, it will be shown on TV and film, and its acceptance of such things is much higher than that of Gavin's previous life.
Coupled with a series of true or untrue propaganda of the "law of the jungle" of the military academy by the marketing account, limiting the flow, and guiding public opinion, so this matter has not yet fermented, and it has gradually disappeared.
It is a pity that the student, I heard that he is not dead, but he is suffering from ptsd stress disorder and needs to receive psychological counseling for a period of time.
Gavin watched every game as long as he could catch up. Information about Lin Jiayuan was slowly memorized in a thick notebook.
The more he recorded, the deeper Gavin's mood became.
He had to admit that Lin Jia was far stronger than he thought.
No matter who the opponent is, Lin Jiayuan will always be able to handle it with ease and not show his flaws. He was originally the strongest group of freshmen in this class.
During Gavin's past eight years in exile, Lin Jiayuan never relaxed a single day. He wanted to prove that he was strong enough to fight that person who no longer existed. He told Gavin that he wanted to practice swords when he was a child, so he wanted to It is necessary to practice to the best.
Perhaps because of his affinity with swords, Lin Jiayuan just casually said that he wanted to practice swords, but he didn't expect that he really had a talent for learning swords.
Otherwise, the old matriarch Qiu would not have given Lin Guogong the frost and snow that he used back then. The old matriarch Qiu said: "Swords are not like knives. Those who use knives are reckless, and those who use swords are gentlemen. Since you are in the way of kendo If you have a bit of talent, you must also remember that people are like swords."
When the old lady said this, she half-closed her eyes, with a kind smile on her face. Only Lin Jiayuan heard the warning inside.
Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu hook is bright with frost and snow.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Every sword light that Lin Jiayuan draws is simply beautiful and shockingly fierce. Only he himself knows that he is silently provoking.
¡ª¡ªI did it, can Lin Jiawen do it?
¡ª¡ªEven if he is still alive.
When I was a child, I didn't distinguish between good and evil. I only knew that I was upset when I saw him, so I thought it was annoying.
Later, I realized that I regretted it, but after all, there was no way to bring the dead back to life.
Then go on hating him.
After all, he had to rely on hatred to support himself. Poor? Not really.
I just occasionally think, what would happen if Lin Jiawen was still alive?
Will you also use a sword? Will he still teach him moves like when he was a child?
Is it still better than him?
Lin Jiayuan's Frost Snow Sword was sheathed, and the ground was covered with a layer of white frost, and the plants in the distance were frozen and lifeless.
He is very upset.
Lin Jiayuan found out that the person with the same name as Lin Jiawen always came to watch his games.
It's called Gavin. Not only the name is similar, but also the length is similar. It made him a little distracted during the game.
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Lin Jiayuan recalled several times he had contact with him, and finally locked his brows irritably, and let out a "chi" sound, which seemed a bit out of breath.
Like a fart.
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Wearing a Taoist robe, Xiao Ning flipped through Gavin's record book, frowning more and more tightly.
"You remember Lin Jiayuan's swordsmanship?" He turned his head and looked at Gavin, "He's in Group A. You and him can only meet in the promotion match after the group stage. Is it too early to study this? a bit."
"Not early." Gavin replied, after saying this, he felt that he seemed a little purposeful, so he addedIn other words, it is "Sao Bao, suitable for you."
Therefore, every time he practiced his sword, Lynn would whistle while smiling.
That was all decades ago
The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains: Do you want to learn? I can teach you.
Mingyue out of Tianshan: No, you should be very busy recently. When you are free, if you want to learn, I will teach you again.
Gavin put his fingers on the screen, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Lin Clan's sword formula, which was hidden as a family heirloom, was so lightly spoken by the other party.
Gavin: Sir Are you from the Lin Clan?
Logically speaking, if it is a foreign surname, it is basically impossible to learn this set of martial arts.
Moreover, even the elders of the Lin Clan definitely have no reason to teach the sword tactics to netizens!
The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains: No. I have a grudge against the Lin Clan.
Huh? Is it such a coincidence?
Gavin thought for a while, and asked, "Is there anything unpleasant between Mr. Lin and the Clan?"
What he said was very polite, and he even began to recall some sporadic news he had heard during the time in Lin Clan.
Naihe focused all his attention on studying at the beginning, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any name.
It is true that there have been frictions with the Zhou clan in the past dynasties, but you come and go, each wins and loses, and it can't be called a deep hatred.
Could it be that Mr. Cheng belongs to the Zhou family? But it is even more impossible for people from the Zhou Clan to learn the sword skills of the Lin Clan.
Gavin was thinking hard here, until a few minutes later, a new message popped up in the chat box.
?The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains: life and death, life and death.
Before Gavin could react from the eight short words, Song Shaoyu sent the next sentence again.
The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains: You don't want to learn the sword, it's your opponent who uses the sword. Yeah?
Gavin: Yes.
Gavin answered very simply, he didn't even care whether this move would expose himself.
Probably because he and the Lin faction are also "inseparable, you will live and die."
Mingyue out of Tianshan: Okay, go online, I will teach you.
Gavin immediately got into the virtual game cabin, and then accepted the invitation from [Mingyue Chutianshan].
Unlike before, this time, Mingyue Out of Tianshan finally got a weapon, an ordinary sword.
In the game mall, five game coins can be exchanged for one, which is the most common.
But when the other party held the sword, Gavin could still feel the terrifying aura even across a virtual network.
It's like a stream sees the ocean.
However, it was obvious that the other party just picked up the sword, neither making moves nor speaking.
As if being bewitched, Gavin asked a question impulsively: "Sir, who are you?"
Probably because he seldom does not expect anything in return, and he always does things with a purpose. It was hard for him to believe that anyone would want nothing more from him.
If the encounter was an accident, how can we explain what happened later?
Mingyue came out of Tianshan and smiled.
"its me¡¡"
Even though they were all the same height, he raised his hand and touched Gavin's head.
"You're still too weak, knowing it won't do you any good.
I don't think it's possible to be pornographic in the diary all the time.
If it becomes a cultural relic and is passed down, and a bunch of people study it in the future, and research something, wouldn't I be embarrassed?
Speaking of it, Yuanxiao is already three years old, and she is about the same age as when she was three months old on New Year's Eve.
[Delete line] And still cling to sleep on New Year's Eve every day, hugging and not letting go. [strikethrough]
I have to find a way to throw himout, lest he turn over in the middle of the night and crush him.
Um.
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Thanks to [lllllou] for the deep water. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I took a look, let's celebrate again next week, I owe _(:3¡¹¡Ï)_ first.
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Starting to fight Lin Jiayuan tomorrow!
After finishing this volume, it is almost over.
The name of the fourth volume is [Empire Star]~ We will meet again on New Year¡¯s Eve!
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Other:
"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow bright. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star." - Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing" (excerpt) (remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com)?Empire Star]~ We will meet again on New Year¡¯s Eve!
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Other:
"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow bright. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star." - Li Bai "Xia Ke Xing" (excerpt) (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com