If you are the emperor.
Please let me put on the crown for you.
If you are the emperor.
Please let me offer you my loyalty and faith.
If you are the emperor.
Please let me thank you for giving us the right to cheer.
If you are the emperor.
Please raise your arrow of victory.
Lead us to the glorious victory.
At this moment.
You are the emperor.
The crown has been crowned.
At this moment.
You are the emperor.
It was the almighty Sovereign.
At this moment.
You are the emperor.
Only you can bring us laughter and victory.
At this moment.
We are all the emperor's people.
We only cheer for you.
We are only proud of you.
Because you are our omnipotent emperor.
…
Wen Xiuxiu read the victory declaration she had written loudly.
All the fans of the Alliance Central Military Academy had left the stadium, while the rest of the people were still celebrating.
The Skynet had gone crazy. No one had expected that Han Sen had defeated Jing Jiwu. Many people were discussing excitedly on the Skynet.
"That arrow was too godly. How did he do it?"
"The old emperor has abdicated, and the new emperor has been crowned. The Military Academy League will be Han Sen's world."
"Our emperor is crowned."
"Our emperor is crowned."
"Our emperor is crowned with his ID card."
"I still can't believe it. Did Jing Jiwu really lose?"
"A new era has come."
"The emperor's arrow killed the monster."
"That arrow was too bizarre. Could it be that there was some kind of trick on the arrow that was remotely controlled?"
"He just won the archery game. It is too early to say that he will dominate the Military Academy League."
"Long live the emperor."
"That arrow was really too strange."
"Long live the emperor."
Today was destined to be a sleepless night. The entire Blackhawk team, including Situ Xiang, could not sleep.
Defeating the Alliance Central Military Academy with Jing Jiwu was like a dream. Many military academies were having this dream, but they all woke up in the end.
However, they did it. In the archery game, they defeated the Alliance Central Military Academy with Jing Jiwu.
Although there were many flukes and coincidences, a win was a win. They were the victors today, the kings of the world.
If it were not for the competition tomorrow and Situ Xiang forcing them to rest, they would have gone out to party all night.
However, even though he was lying on the bed, he was still too excited to fall asleep.
"Lao San, did we really win?" Lao Shi was lying on the bed. His eyes were wide open as he asked in a daze.
"I won," Han Sen answered.
"Boss, did we really win?" Lao Shi was still unwilling to give up and called Zhang Yang again.
"I won." Zhang Yang replied.
"Lao Er …" Lao Shi wanted to ask again, but Lu Meng interrupted him.
"If you keep talking nonsense and don't sleep, we will all advise Coach Situ not to let you play tomorrow," Lu Meng said.
"F * ck, you are so evil. Why don't you let me play? I beat the Alliance Central Military Academy, and now you don't want me to play?" Lao Shi jumped up from the bed.
"You can try talking nonsense again," Lu Meng said calmly.
Shi Zhikang opened his mouth and swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. He lay back on the bed obediently. He was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to perform tomorrow.
Lying in bed, Shi Zhikang couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
Situ Xiang couldn't sleep either. She still felt like she was in a dream when she thought about the match today. She still felt that it wasn't real.
Her team had defeated the Alliance Central Military Academy, which was the dream of many military school coaches, and she had done it.
"Han Sen, Han Sen, you are so cute."
Situ Xiang wished that Han Sen was right in front of her, so she could hug Han Sen and kiss his head.
The Blackhawk players were too excited to fall asleep, while the Skynet and the media went crazy.
No one expected that the Alliance Central Military Academy would be defeated by Blackhawk. Everything happened so suddenly.
All of a sudden, all the media reported the match between Blackhawk and the Alliance Central Military Academy, especially the tactics of Blackhawk and the final duel between Han Sen and Jing Jiwu.
Most of the media quoted how Wen Xiuxiu had addressed Han Sen. The name "King" spread throughout the Alliance overnight, especially in the military school community. The word "King" had become a household name.
Jing Jiwu was so famous that Han Sen, who had defeated him, became so popular that he was called the new king of the Military Academy League by all the media.
For a moment, Jing Jiwu had become a has-been king, as if Han Sen had become the king of the world.
On the rooftop, three young men were leaning on the railing, looking at the night view of the city.
"How does it feel to fail?" Tang Zhenliu took a sip of beer and smiled at Jing Jiwu, who was lying on the ground.
"Not bad. That Han Sen was indeed beyond my expectation. I lost." Jing Jiwu smiled.
"What was that last arrow?" Tang Zhenliu could not help but ask.
"The arrow was spinning," Jing Jiwu said in a low voice.
"What do you mean by that?" Tang Zhenliu was dazed and did not understand what Jing Jiwu meant.
The arrow was shot from the bow and was not the continuation of one's power. Unless it was some special arrow, it could not spin.
The arrows used in the game were all special, and it was impossible for the arrow to spin.
"I don't know," Jing Jiwu answered naturally.
"How come you don't know?"
Tang Zhenliu looked at Jing Jiwu in disbelief. Jing Jiwu was facing the arrow himself. With his level, how could he not know what was done to the arrow?
Lin Feng said, "He indeed does not know. There are ways to change the direction of the arrow with the flow of air, but none of them can be done by an unevolved person."
"Interesting guy. Unfortunately, this is my last year, and I will not have a chance to fight with him again."
Jing Jiwu threw the beer can in his hand into the dustbin and walked to the stairs. "Goodbye. I hope I can come back alive to see you again."
"What's your plan for the future?" Lin Feng asked.
"I was going to wait until the end of the Elite League, but now there is no need. I will leave tonight," Jing Jiwu said without looking back.
"I will wait for you," Lin Feng said, looking at Jing Jiwu's back.
Jing Jiwu paused and suddenly turned to look at Lin Feng with a strange smile. "You haven't fought with that person before, have you?"
"You mean Han Sen?" Lin Feng was dazed for a second.
Jing Jiwu smiled and did not answer. He walked into the hallway and soon disappeared.
"What does he mean?" Tang Zhenliu was dazed and did not understand.
"He means that if he did not beat Han Sen, I might not win either," Lin Feng said casually.
When Tang Zhenliu heard this, he was so shocked that his mouth was wide open and did not close for a long time.