Monarch of Evernight: The lost time of seventy-three

bsp;Qianye shouted lowly, but instead of stopping his hand, his fists suddenly accelerated and hit Xie Yumiao's high chest with the power of wind and thunder!

This blow was definitely beyond the girl's expectation. She never expected that the boy with the pretty face opposite would actually hit her so cruelly. At this time, she had no time to dodge and barely raised her hand to block. Before she could reach her position, Qianye punched her in the chest. Qianye's force power was like a frenzy, directly breaking away her defense and pouring into her body.

Xie Yumiao immediately flew out and fell directly outside the fighting arena. Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up again. There were two soft sounds, and two blades as thin as cicada wings fell from her sleeves to the ground.

It was extremely easy for Qianye to win this battle. Xie Yumiao's strange-shaped weapon should be equipped with matching secret combat skills. She was able to pass the first battle intact, and her ability was naturally not weak. However, she had no time to use anything and was knocked down like this, which was equivalent to giving away the battle.

However, even though Qianye won, he also received a lot of different opinions, but not everyone can be as capable as him.

The third round began. In this round, Qianye met an ordinary-looking young man. It was a sixth-level noble warrior. After entering, he asked to use a weapon. He was holding an Imperial Army standard short sword in his hand.

Qianye nodded in agreement and pulled out a short sword of the same style.

The fight started, the two people pounced on each other at the same time, and then passed each other!

Qianye was slightly startled and looked down. There was a long wound on the outside of his left arm. He was already injured when the two sides crossed paths! However, the blade of the short knife in Qianye's hand was also dripping with blood. The young man's shirt was split half a foot long, and a wound appeared between his chest and abdomen.

Qianye frowned slightly. Although the cut on his arm was not very deep, the wound was slightly numb and there was not much pain. This abnormality made him extremely alert, and he immediately pushed the force around the wound. Sure enough, he found that there was some subtle foreign force aura entangled here, which slowed down the wound's self-healing speed and was extremely difficult to get rid of.

It turned out to be a special force similar to Ye Mulan's "Deep Frost" and Manager Wen's "Cathode Needle"!

This is a powerful enemy!

The two of them rushed forward at the same time and fought together. This time, the two sides were fighting hand to hand, and the fists were mixed with the cold light of sharp blades. The battle was extremely fierce. After a moment, the two suddenly separated, staring at each other closely, both knowing that they had encountered a formidable enemy.

Qianye had several wounds on his body. He had tried his best to use various techniques to reduce the injured area. However, due to the young man's special force, the wounds could not close on their own regardless of their size. However, the young man was not much better. The number of wounds on his body was only one less than Qianye's.

After this round of fighting, Qianye has discovered that this noble youth is extremely experienced in combat. His fighting style is very similar to Qianye from Huangquan and Red Scorpion. It is simple and effective, without any unnecessary movements. This is a typical killing technique, coupled with the force that affects wound healing, it creates an extremely dangerous opponent!

The two circled around each other several times, and suddenly they were fighting in the same place again! This time, the two of them were competing for speed, and they slashed each other several times the first time they met.

The subsequent battle was a contest of fighting skills. Sometimes the two swords clashed, making a continuous sound of metal collision, and sometimes there was no sound of weapons clashing for dozens of consecutive rounds.

The noble young man also has keen combat intuition and some tricks that only battlefield veterans can use. Qianye tried to lure him into a trap several times, but all the flaws deliberately revealed were seen through by his opponents. It is even more impossible for young people to deceive Qianye.

When the next round came, both sides adopted the same tactic, exchanging injuries for injuries.

The movements of the two are more concise and fierce, and every time they take action, they will add a wound to each other's body. This is a war of attrition to see who can survive to the end.

But after going back and forth several times, the young nobleman was shocked to find that although there were many wounds on Qianye's body, the blood flowed very slowly. Looking back at myself, once I use the Force too hard, blood will continue to spurt out from the wounds all over my body.

This is not how it should be! The force power of the noble youth would affect the healing of wounds, which was the reason why he dared to fight a war of attrition. Unexpectedly, Qianye he met seemed to have a special physique and did not play much role at all.

Due to the ebb and flow of the situation, the gap between the two sides was almost impossible to make up. After another round of fighting, the young nobleman staggered and finally fell to the ground and fainted.

Qianye also kept breathing rapidly. At this time, the wounds all over his body were numb and painful, and the force of the noble youth was still raging in the wounds.

During the battle, Qianye seized every opportunity to recover and dispel these force powers, but in the end, there was no chance at all and he could only stand firm. Under the public gaze, he was afraid of being seen as abnormal, so he firmly suppressed his blood energy, preventing it from swimming out of his heart to devour him. Fortunately, I finally persisted until the end of the battle.

After Qianye took a breath, he slowly walked to the sidelines and stretched out a hand to help him. Qianye raised his head and saw Song Zining's smile as warm as the spring breeze. Zhao Junhong stood two steps away without moving, also looking at him.

Song Zining’s hand stopped halfway outstretched. Qianye’s body was covered with wounds, making it almost impossible to start.

He carefully avoided the longest cut on Qianye's outer arm, supported Qianye's elbow, and said, "Fortunately, this is the last game today." His eyes condensed, and he saw Qianye Ye shook his head and raised his hand to brush away the entangled force left on his wound, and the entangled force shattered piece by piece.

Qianye immediately felt much more relaxed. He smiled bitterly and said, "There are not many people who are so powerful. It's just that I was unlucky to meet him."

Song Zining chuckled and said: "That guy is really unlucky! If he hadn't met you, he would have entered the sixth round at least." From the fourth round, children from aristocratic families began to participate, and they were basically at level six or seven. But that noble young man has special force and strong fighting skills. Before everyone is familiar with his fighting style, there should be no problem in advancing to two rounds.

Qianye nodded and expressed his approval. As expected, Spring Hunting is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. A young man who was inconspicuous in the early stages of hunting actually has such fighting power. This person's talent and strength are enough to enter the top ten elite corps of the empire, but he still remains a freedom fighter for some reason.

Suddenly someone nearby called Qianye, and Qiqi was seen hurrying through the crowd. Behind her was a Yin family guard who was good at field treatment.

When Qiqi saw Song Zining supporting Qianye, her expression suddenly became extremely surprised. She was not surprised that Song Zining appeared here. She had heard about the dignified Song Qi Gongzi climbing the wall when she came back from the banquet last night. She also saw that after Song Zining returned, he sent someone to deliver a gift box that was said to be an apology to Qianye. However, she was again Just ask someone to throw it back.

However, it was already late at night. Although Qiqi was not participating in the ring competition today, Qianye had to fight three rounds in a row, so the eldest lady restrained herself for once and did not rush to Qianye's room to ask questions. The truth. Who knew we would see such a scene today.

Based on Qiqi’s understanding of Qianye’s character, he didn’t even lie to Zhao Junhong, so he wouldn’t care about Song Zining’s identity. So it’s strange that Qianye would let Song Zining help him, unless he was too injured to move? Qiqi rushed to Qianye, grabbed him and looked up and down. Fortunately, it was not as serious as expected, but the number and appearance of the wounds were indeed scary.

Qiqi snorted, "I told you to show off! Do you still want to play tomorrow?" The Yin family guard behind her had already put down his backpack and hurriedly went forward to treat Qianye's wounds.

Song Zining was squeezed away by Qiqi. His expression remained unchanged and he just stood aside and watched. At this time, he said gently: "It doesn't have anything to do with it. Most of it is trauma. I have body repair fluid over there. Xiaoye went over and soaked it. It’ll be fine in an hour.”

Qiqi looked at Song Zining suspiciously, then turned to look at Qianye and said, "Who knows what your intentions are, just bring the things over here!"

Only when Qianye saw Qiqi's expression did he realize what he had overlooked. His relationship with the Song clan should have been extremely bad on the surface, especially since he had a life-and-death feud with Ye Mulan. But Qianye is not a person who is good at disguise. When he realized something was wrong, he could only stare down at the ground and pretend to be dead.

Song Zining smiled and said, "Do you have a container over there?"

Qiqi was stunned for a moment when she was asked, then remembered that the body repair solution needed a special container, otherwise the ingredients in it would evaporate very quickly and would be ineffective before the treatment was over. This kind of thing is complicated to assemble. Song Clan's one must have packed it up as soon as he arrived at the other courtyard.

When going out, no one would bring something like this that takes up space and cannot be used a few times. That is to say, the Song family is rich and does not care about the manpower and cost of transportation and maintenance. Besides, if the children of the aristocratic family really need it, they can borrow it from the Weiguo Palace, but Qianye will definitely not be able to enjoy this kind of treatment.

Qiqi looked at Qianye again, looked up at Song Zining, and asked with doubt, "Are you serious?"

Song Zining smiled and said nothing. He saw Qianye's face turned dark with his head lowered. Even if he really wanted to tease Qiqi again, he couldn't choose this time. And everything is too much, and if you deviate too much from your original surname, you will easily expose your flaws. Qiqi is just a mess in handling emotional matters, but is quite shrewd in other aspects. Otherwise, how could she have reached her current position in the Yin family heir examination.

The horn sounded at this time, and the third round was over. Most people were injured, and sixty-four people were left to enter the next round. The winner will receive a bonus of two hundred imperial gold coins, and the bonus will increase accordingly for each subsequent round of advancement. For many members of the gentry clan, this was not a small help.

The Song family's courtyard is larger than the Yin family's courtyard. The main building in the inner courtyard is a two-story building with a crescent-shaped lake behind it. The small space creates a winding and hidden charm.

Although Qianye arrived at the Song Clan Villa, he did not soak in the body recovery fluid. His current physical recovery power is very strong. The self-healing effect of an injury of this degree is no worse than that of body recovery fluid. After cleaning up the foreign force in the wound and bandaging it with good medicine, he is already recovering quickly. What he has to worry about is not letting anyone notice his abnormal recovery speed. The body recovery fluid is a pretty good shield.

Qianye is now sitting on the terrace on the second floor facing the water, watching Song Zining making tea with skillful gestures. This was the first time he had seen such a leisurely and complicated aristocratic pastime. Apart from writing, Qiqi's other hobbies did not seem to be in line with the traditional habits of the aristocracy.

After Song Zining finished sharing the tea, he raised his glass and said: "Tea instead of wine!"

Qianye suddenly laughed. What he was thinking about was the only time he had a drinking contest with his classmates in the Huangquan training camp. Song Zining refused to drink with him no matter what since then. Unexpectedly, they sat together again after many years, and they were still the same. Have tea?

Song Zining obviously recalled something, and sighed: "Qianye, did you lose to Qiqi in drinking? I finally see you in a skirt!"

Qianye was furious and immediately said: "No! It's better than someone who strips a pig naked!"

The two of them were stunned, looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time. The strangeness and alienation they had been apart for many years were swept away, as if they had never existed.

In my teenage years, even if I have the same past, the most memorable details will have interesting differences. That is a time that belongs to everyone and will not be repeated.