The second day of the semi-finals is still a beautiful day after the snow.

Because of the imperial monarch's personal visit again, Su Tong naturally could only stay by the imperial emperor's side, and Su Mu and Lu Xi could not take the initiative to contact Yang Zimu.

However, Su Mu was not in a hurry to do all this.

After all, today's battle is also the battle between Su Mu and Yang Zimu.

To this day, since Su Mu has vaguely noticed Yang Zimu's abnormality, of course, he will not put the next meeting he tried to have on the surface that could be seen by all the princes.

"As long as you leave some information to Yang Zimu on the ring, he will naturally take the initiative to contact us after the competition. Even if I guessed correctly, he is probably also eager to communicate with us now."

Since Su Mu had made such a judgment, he naturally did not rush to reveal anything.

Instead, he accompanied the group with a calm face and came to the viewing seat of the Magic Academy, silently waiting for the start of the second semi-final today.

Yesterday's semi-final obviously left a deep impression on all the audience and students.

So today, both the participants who had been eliminated long ago and the residents of the empire who were still enthusiastic have given the highest expectations of this battle.

Not to mention, in almost everyone's eyes, Yang Zimu is far stronger than Yirel.

Since even the Iriel from the Magic Academy can give such a beautiful answer, if it were Yang Zimu, he would naturally have performed a more gorgeous performance.

Although what everyone wants to see more is of course the peak duel between Su Mu and Qin Wudi.

But if Yang Zimu could defeat Su Mu, the residents of the empire would only be proud of it and would not have any unnecessary emotions.

In the final analysis, no matter which country the inhabitants are actually narrow-minded self-interested and honored.

All expectations or recognition of others cannot match the trust of the geniuses of their own country, nor can they match the proud hope for their own country.

...

"May the supreme dragon god bless the earth under our feet...it will last forever!"

Today's imperial emperors seem to have no interest in enjoying the cheers of their people, so this ritualized sentence was also described by Su Zheng, the eldest son of the imperial emperor.

However, the enthusiastic residents of the empire obviously did not care who shouted this sentence.

Although there are various rumors about the complex relationship between the princes even among the people.

But under the current situation, people subconsciously forgot all the darkness, and turned the most glorious expectation into the most sincere blessing:

"May the supreme dragon god bless the earth under our feet...it will last forever!"

After the mountain shouts end, the audience will return to tranquility again.

As the referee of the conference organizer, he is naturally already on the confrontation arena.

Before today's battle was announced, everyone had already known the names of both sides of the battle, but the referee still took out the last two names from the black box in a decent manner according to the standard procedures of the conference:

"In the semi-finals, the second actual battle, the two sides are the Federal North Magic Academy, Su Mu, and the Empire Qinghua Knights Academy, and Yang Zimu. Please come on the battle arena as soon as possible."

As the referee finished speaking, people's expectations for the battle reached a certain peak.

Whether it was Su Mu who walked out of the preparation table of the Magic Academy, or Yang Zimu who slowly stood up from the preparation table of the Qinghua Academy, the two of them were bathed in the anticipated eyes of each other.

Then, step by step, we walked towards the competition arena at the center of the two.

After yesterday's battle, the organizer of the Empire had obviously realized that ordinary stone arenas are too easy to destroy for this level of battle.

So after a whole night of cultivation, the imperial official actually wrapped the actual combat arena in front of him with pure essence iron.

The cold and sturdy surface of the ring can even reflect the referee's figure slightly at this moment.

But the two figures who followed the stage didn't even look at the heavily strengthened ring itself. They just stared at each other's eyes.

It seems that I want to see some of the emotions I expect from the other person's eyes.

...

However, Su Mu did not see the same wish in Yang Zimu's eyes; and Yang Zimu naturally failed to see the fighting spirit he expected from Su Mu's eyes.

The emotions that both parties expect did not appear in each other's eyes.

"I announce that the battle begins!"

As the referee quickly issued the order to start the battle, and was as flexible as a monkey, he turned around and jumped off the competition arena.

This imminent battle seems to have begun.

But what surprised the referee was that not only did not hear any earth-shaking sounds behind him, but those strange words were heard again.

"Do you think you can beat me?"

Yang Zimu spoke in a weird tone and said an inexplicable word.

This is obviously a nonsense. If Su Mu had no confidence in winning, he would naturally not stand on this stage, nor would he be thinking about another question.

"So...you really don't think I don't have any room to struggle?"

Another question that is even more strange.

Yang Zimu smiled slightly, looked at Su Mu with a slightly frown, and for some reason he suddenly became a little happy.

Then he slowly stretched his hand to his waist, silently gently popped out the famous gift, the Daxia Dragon Bird, and pulled out the scabbard.

Seeing this, Su Mu was still slightly puzzled by Yang Zimu's previous two questions.

However, seeing the weapon that Yang Zimu had already pulled out first, Su Mu naturally slowly pushed Qi Neng into the flame blade, and suddenly burst out the dazzling sword blade built by the illusion flame.

Although most of the people watching were also confused by the scene in front of them.

But at this time, seeing both sides pull out their respective weapons, the audience in the audience finally felt relieved. They stretched their necks one by one, for fear of missing any wonderful details.

Just waiting for Su Mu and Yang Zimu... to bring you a visual feast again!

...

But under such a huge gaze, a sudden change that no one could imagine was silently presented from the ring with metallic luster.

Just when everyone thought that the next moment was when swords and swords intersected.

Yang Zimu, who was holding the Great Xia Dragon Bird, suddenly threw it away, stabbed it, and easily inserted the long knife in his hand into the enhanced metal arena.

There is no hesitation, no uneasiness or embarrassment.

Then an extremely unexpected statement suddenly flowed from Yang Zimu's mouth, shocking everyone in the entire martial arts field, feeling confused and questioned:

"I am not as good as others, I am willing to give in. I... admit defeat!"

Yang Zimu said, while letting go of the hilt of the Daxia Dragon Bird's knife, he looked completely sighing, and bowed to Su Mu with his hands.

Then he waited silently for the response from Su Mu.

No one could have expected that Yang Zimu, who had clearly been given high hopes by all parties, had no experience of confrontation, so he decisively made the amazing decision to give up his sword and admit defeat.

That light and surrendered word was like a spell that lingers in everyone's ears.

It reveals a ghostly aura and also reveals a confusing meaning.

"reason?"

Two stiff and questioning words quickly fell from Su Mu's mouth.

This is not only Su Mu's question, but also the question of all the audience... So far, no one can really guess what Yang Zimu is planning.

In Su Mu's initial prediction, he obviously planned to convey the news of his attempt to meet to Yang Zimu in front of him while confronting him.

But at this moment, as Yang Zimu suddenly admitted defeat, everything had already turned into a bubble.

"There is no extra reason, 'The skills are not as good as others, I'm willing to give up the disadvantage'. Isn't this the most reasonable reason to do it well, and it is also the most reasonable reason."

Yang Zimu still did not look up, but still kept his eyes closed to his drooping eyelids.

What he said was already the pride of excuse.

"I have no confidence to surpass you at all, and I have just confirmed myself that you have no idea of ​​failure at all. When the two are superimposed, I will naturally be defeated."

"Instead of defeating the empire's expectations, it's better to be more casual and put this failure that will surely come... in my own hands!"

Su Mu could not refute Yang Zimu's words at all.

After all, Su Mu did not think that he would really lose in Yang Zimu.

But there is no doubt that Yang Zimu's explanation was just an excellent excuse. He neither cared about the views of the residents of the empire nor did he care about Su Mu's doubts.

When Su Mu asked the word "reason", Yang Zimu already understood... everything he should have done, and there is no need to stay any longer.

So now Yang Zimu silently put his knife back into the sheath.

Then, without saying a word, he walked off the arena carefully prepared by the organizer of the conference and walked back to the preparation table of Qinghua Academy.

A highly anticipated battle...but it ushered in such an absurd and unruly ending!
Chapter completed!