Chapter 287 Yang Family, Yang Xuan!

"I admit defeat!"

Yan Ze's crisp voice spread throughout the venue!

The broadcast was announced immediately.

[Night Watcher·Yan Ze admits defeat]

[Winner! Black Kill·Moon Slashing Swordsman! ]

Zhang Guliu, who was far away, saw this scene with contempt and a cold look.

"Hmph, coward." He spat.

Yang Xuan saw this scene, but his eyes were moved, and there was a bit of emotion in it.

"In order to repay the favor of stopping me, Yan Ze chose to admit defeat and gave up the power to compete for the top two!"

"This person... is too loyal!"

His eyes were burning, as if he saw some treasure.

"People with such temperament, even if they are weaker, are not qualified to be my friends!"

Yang Xuan only values ​​strength when making friends.

If the sword that Su Ming used to block him was strong enough, he could have sat down with Su Ming to watch the battle between Yan Ze and Dong Yufeng.

And in the case of Yan Ze, his choice was an exception for the first time!

…

At this moment, the world channel was completely crazy.

“Lose…Lose?”

“Yan Ze admitted defeat so quickly!?”

“Why, he clearly had the strength to fight the Moon Slashing Swordsman!”

“What kind of monster is the Moon Slashing Swordsman? Could he have scared Yan Ze away with his deterrent power?”

“It’s impossible!!”

The whole audience was in an uproar, and no one dared to accept this fact.

"He gave up in the semi-finals, the first in the whole Dragon Country!"

"At this critical juncture, he was only one step away from the championship, but he actually gave up the right to compete for the championship!"

"Is this person... crazy?"

"Oh, have you forgotten one thing! When Yan Ze and Dong Yufeng were fighting, Yang Xuan almost intervened!"

"It was the Swordsman Zhan Yue who took action and stopped Yang Xuan, allowing the two to fight to their heart's content!"

"Yan Ze is obviously repaying a favor!"

"Damn it!" , I understand what you said! The friendship between men!"

"What's going on? Tears are flowing down my cheeks."

"For your kindness, you voluntarily give up the qualification to compete for the championship. How much courage is this?"

"From now on, I'm your fan!"

"Although he admitted defeat, I think he is more handsome than winning!"

"That's right, admitting defeat even requires more courage than fighting!"

Yan Ze also got the recognition of countless people by accident.

After Su Ming left the court, it was the battle between Zhang Guliu and Yang Xuan.

[Second semi-final game!]

[Fen Xiao·Yang Xuan VS Soul Hall·Zhang Guliu!]

The broadcast spread throughout the venue.

"The most mysterious contestant Yang Xuan, this battle with Zhang Guliu of the Zhang family is definitely the most exciting battle!"

"That's right, this battle will be even more exciting than the finals!"

"No matter who wins, I think he will be the champion."

The next moment, the two were teleported to the competition venue.

Zhang Guliu wore a green armor, standing proudly, with a skull ancient book hanging in one hand, his eyes full of confidence and coldness.

Yang Xuan also stood here, staring at Zhang Guliu, with a calm look, implying fighting intent.

He wore a pair of flame iron arm guards on his left and right hands, and wore a set of orange cloud and white clothes. He looked extraordinary and righteous.

He formed a completely different and opposing atmosphere with the cold Zhang Guliu.

What was surprising was that a melee boxer stood with a mage-like professional, and the latter was more burly and had thicker armor.

However, Yang Xuan, a melee fighter, was skinny and wore extremely thin protective gear.

The audience began to wonder and whispered to each other.

"The professional understanding of the masters is indeed somewhat different. Yang Xuan is a melee fighter, so why is his protective gear so thin?"

"And Zhang Guliu, the mage, is wearing thick armor?"

"That's the opposite!" People couldn't understand it.

Su Ming stood in his own contestant room and looked down through the window.

His viewing position was able to occupy a perfect viewing angle, which could be said to be a privilege for the top four contestants.

Any VIP viewing position was as intuitive as his position.

He looked at the contrasting equipment of Yang Xuan and Zhang Guliu without any surprise.

The audience of the world channel was full of doubts, but Su Ming's eyes were clear and he knew the reason.

Many people believed that mages should wear thin robes, while melee fighters should wear thick armor.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding.

Mages focus on mental strength, and their physical attributes are often low, so their bodies are very fragile. How can they ensure defense by wearing thin robes?

Therefore, mages should wear armor with higher defense.

For melee professionals, the main points are physical and strength attributes. Their physical defense is already high. Except for pure meat shield professions, they generally need to increase their defense through equipment.

Moreover, there are more protective moves in the skill tree of melee professions.

Therefore, in order to maintain flexibility, melee should wear lighter protective gear.

This kind of thing is difficult for newcomers to understand.

Only big families like the Yang family and the Zhang family will understand this high-level profession.

For ordinary people, it is actually meaningless even if they understand this truth, because they do not have a corresponding attribute allocation plan to achieve this.

The armor is too heavy. If a mage wants to wear it, he must add some strength attributes in advance, or increase strength through equipment, and then wear it.

So, this is an art of balance.

However, Zhang Guliu didn't have to worry about these. Although he was a mage, the armor given to him by the family did not require any strength attributes and was extremely light.

As long as he had money, everything would be a problem!

...

Zhang Guliu stared at Yang Xuan, with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"Yang Xuan, you are the young master of this generation of the Yang family, right?"

Yang Xuan heard this and curled his lips slightly.

"You're wrong."

The Zhang family's intelligence network is very powerful. Zhang Guliu guessed his identity, and Yang Xuan was not surprised.

Zhang Guliu nodded, and the ancient skull book in his hand began to flip with the wind.

"That's good."

"I will beat you like a broken-back dog in front of the national audience." Zhang Guliu frowned slightly.

Yang Xuan shook his head, and golden flames flickered in his eyes.

"What a sly fellow."

Then he took a step forward and said seriously.

"Zhang Guliu, I will also make you kneel down and beg for mercy."

"It has nothing to do with family grudges, it's just because you owe me too much!" He laughed heroically, and his fists burned with flames.

This time, the two spoke loudly, without any concealment.

So it spread throughout the venue.

By the time of the semi-finals, Yang Xuan really didn't need to hide his identity anymore.

"Yang... Yang Family!?"

"This most mysterious Yang Xuan contestant is actually the young master of this generation of the Yang Family!"

"Oh, so exciting, this news is like a bolt from the blue!"

"The battle between the three major families, the Yang Family and the Zhang Family, I can be sure that this battle will be ten thousand times more exciting than the final battle!"

"After learning that he is the young master of the Yang Family, I feel that he looks even more handsome, what's the matter!?"

"The young master of the Zhang Family, Zhang Tang, has been extremely high-profile since he came out, and everyone is praising him. Although Zhang Guliu is the eldest son, he has also shown his talent in the novice copy."

"Only Yang Xuan of the Yang Family has no news from beginning to end!"

"We haven't even heard of his name."