Fights Break Sphere: After I became Xiao Yan's sister, I was loved by everyone

Chapter 270 Song Fei's Treachery

"I'm really worried to death. From what you guys said, it seems like I'm going to meet a strong opponent this time, but I think Song Fei is at most a five-star master."

Xiao Yan was indeed very anxious, after all, the person on the stage was his most beloved sister.

Xiao Xun'er sighed and explained, "Although Song Fei is only a five-star master, Sister Xue'er may still have a chance of winning, but Song Fei is Song Qi's brother, and he is ruthless. I'm afraid that Sister Xue'er will suffer a great loss if she is soft-hearted."

When Xiao Yan heard Xiao Xun'er's explanation, he instantly became nervous and looked at Xiao Xue anxiously.

Xiao Yan knew very well that Xiao Xue was kind-hearted and would never get angry unless her bottom line was touched.

And her opponent sounded like a person who was good at manipulating people's hearts and had many scheming thoughts in his mind. It was hard for Xiao Yan not to be nervous.

Now that Xiao Xue has slowly walked onto the stage, it is impossible to remind her.

Since the last competition, Xiao Xue has gained a lot of fans, and the cheers from those fanatical fans are getting louder and louder.

In the audience, Song Qi's eyes were fierce and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. Those who saw him felt a chill on their backs and were frightened.

"Little girl, I advise you to admit defeat."

Although Song Fei was not as likable as a handsome young man, at least he looked decent. However, Xiao Xue was surprised by his sudden words.

Seeing that his brother was slow to take action, Song Qi cursed: "Fox spirit!"
Xiao Xue felt that Song Fei was inexplicable. He asked people to admit defeat before the fight even started. This person might be mentally ill.

The next words made Xiao Xue even more speechless.

"Beauty, you are so pretty. If I hurt you, I will be sad. It is better to admit defeat. Then I will love you well."

Xiao Xue has concluded that this person must have something wrong with his brain. Not just something wrong, he must be mentally ill.

The people in the audience didn't know what was happening on the stage. Neither of them took any action. It seemed that the emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was.

"Do you want to fight or not? If you don't want to fight, you can get off. I won't serve you."

Xiao Xue's words choked Song Fei, and Song Fei kept saying, "Okay, okay, I gave you the face but you don't want it. You have to do it, right?"

It is obvious that Seinfeld is confident in his own abilities.

Song Fei slowly slid a bloody knife out of his arm and held it in his hand. His eagle-like eyes were full of Xiao Xue's shadow.

Xiao Xue took out the Frost Sword from the storage ring, and a gust of cold air blew towards her.

The audience was boiling with excitement at this time, and the action was finally about to begin.

"If it were me, I would give in. It's worth it to just look at such a beautiful woman."

"You? You, you can only watch. Once others enter the inner courtyard, you won't even have the chance to watch."

"Tsk, I'll take a closer look now."

Xiao Xue heard everything that was said in the audience. She rolled her eyes and shook her head slightly. These people really judged people by their appearance.

The most important thing now is of course to resolve today's game.

Xiao Xue stood on the stage with the Frost Sword in her hand, looking heroic and dashing. People couldn't help but like her very much. She didn't look as cold as an iceberg beauty, nor did she have the feeling of casual approachability.

This kind of image will make people like it more.

Song Fei moved. His attack method was quite tricky. He stood at a 30-degree angle to the platform, pushed off the ground with his feet, and attacked Xiao Xue like a ghost.

Xiao Xue frowned when she saw Song Fei attacking her from an angle, with the bloody knife about to cut her calf.

Xiao Xue rolled backwards and swung the Frost Sword in her hand at the same time, drawing a light blue sword shadow of fighting spirit and attacking Song Fei.

A sly smile appeared on Song Fei's lips. He supported himself on the ground with his left hand, absorbing the force of his left hand, and spun in the air.

Xiao Xue's light blue sword shadow passed under Song Fei's body, and Xiao Xue's feet had just landed on the ground.

Song Fei's rotating body kept attacking Xiao Xue.

Every attack hit Xiao Xue's calf. Xiao Xue kept retreating backwards, while the Frost Sword in her hand was constantly blocking Song Fei's bloody knife.

Xiao Xue's Frost Sword and Song Fei's Blood Knife collided with each other, sparks flew. At the same time, Song Fei rolled upwards and kicked towards Xiao Xue with both feet.

Xiao Xue protected her chest with her hands, and Song Fei's feet firmly stepped on Xiao Xue's wrists.

Xiao Xue suffered a huge impact and her whole body retreated backwards.

His body was hit hard and his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell down. Xiao Xue used the Frost Sword in his hand to swing it behind himself.

A piece of ice appeared behind her, and Xiao Xue's right foot used the resistance of the ice to stabilize her body.

His whole body leaned forward, with the frost sword in his hand leaning diagonally against the ground.

Song Fei laughed: "Little beauty, I told you, giving in is the best choice."

Hu Jia was in the stands, clapping his hands on the table, leaving two palm prints.

He cursed loudly: "Despicable!"

People who don’t know the reason certainly don’t know why Hu Jia is so angry. They only know that Xiao Xue is completely suppressed on the field.

"My little sister is not doing well."

There was a hint of coldness in Xiao Yan's brows.

"This Seinfeld is really despicable. He specifically targets Cher's sister's left side."

"It seems that something happened last night that we don't know about." Xiao Yan looked at the class seats on the other side.

Song Qi's smug look made people very angry.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you saying that they were the ones who hurt Sister Xue'er last night?"

As Xiao Xun'er was speaking, Xiao Yan looked over. Song Qi's smug look said it all.

Looking at the competition stage again, Xiao Xue seemed to have realized something. Although the previous wave of fierce attacks seemed simple, there was actually another mystery hidden in it.

Before Xiao Xue could react, Song Fei attacked again. This time, Song Fei chose the opposite direction and attacked Xiao Xue's right side.

Not only were the people in the audience confused by this change, but Xiao Xue also didn't know what was going on.

It was obvious that continuing to attack his left side would gain a greater advantage, but Song Fei chose the right side. What happened?

Song Fei's devilish smile said it all, something big was about to happen.

Xiao Xue's response gradually became more confident. Sparks flew from the collision between the Blood Knife and the Frost Sword, and Xiao Xue took advantage of the power of the Frost Sword.

The ice froze Song Fei's movements, and because the distance was too close, Song Fei's feet were frozen on the stage.

Xiao Xue took advantage of the action of sealing Song Fei and swung the Frost Sword in her hand. Song Fei raised the Blood Knife in his hand to block.

At the same time, a cloud of smoke rose from the ground for some reason. At that moment, it was clear that Xiao Xue had the upper hand.

The next second, a streak of blood streaked across the sky and fell to the ground like a blooming plum blossom.

It just happened to be on that thin layer of ice that had not yet melted.

Xiao Xue couldn't help but scream "Ah!"

Xiao Xue retreated rapidly, and the people in the stands had no idea what was happening.

(End of this chapter)