When Yang Qingxuan returned to his dormitory, he was inexplicably restless.
He sat cross-legged for a while, always restless.
"Could it be the pressure from the Donglei National Teacher that affected my state of mind?"
When Yang Qingxuan was absent-minded, there was a knock on the door.
When I went out, I saw that they were standing in awe from the north to the south, their eyes were cold, and the chill passed through them.
Yang Qingxuan said alertly: "So it's my brother, I don't know why I'm here?"
Zong Beinan said coldly: "I am ordered by the dean to inform you that the five-nation competition is just seven days away, so you should be ready."
Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "It's strange, why did the dean ask my brother to notify me?"
Zong Nanbei said: "Qing Buli is my master, because of an incident, he imprisoned me in a confinement place, and I swore that I would never come out if I didn't reach the original martial state."
Yang Qingxuan said: "But my brother seems to have reached the original martial arts realm very early."
Zongnanbei stared at him, and said casually: "It's not because of Han Kai that I stayed here."
Yang Qingxuan smiled sarcastically, but his smiling face was a little stiff.
Zongbei and Nanbei suddenly had five fingers turned into claws, and they patted them for no reason.
The berserk zhenqi exploded and swirled away, and it was culled to kill him all day long. Moreover, the strong original martial arts directly suppressed the space, making Yang Qingxuan feel that he was shackled by a copper wall and an iron wall, and there was nowhere to escape.
"Sword!"
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand abruptly, and Hundred Ghosts of the Night appeared in his hand, lying in front of him.
"Boom!"
Baigui Yexing received a palm from the north and south, shaking the sword body and making the sound of howling ghosts, and ghosts and resentful spirits appeared all around, as if falling into hell.
"Chi Chi!"
Yang Qingxuan was so shocked that he slid backwards, two deep marks were drawn on the ground, and he retreated to the corner of the wall before stabilizing his body.
And his right arm was numb, and the qi in his body was surging.
"This vertical north and south is indeed the original martial arts realm."
Yang Qingxuan thought to himself, his eyes turned cold, his sword was ready to fight, and he sneered: "My brother is also ordered by the dean to teach me my martial arts?"
Zongbei walked directly into the house, closed the door, and said, "Where is Han Kai's tattered king?"
Yang Qingxuan said: "Joke, how do I know."
Zongnanbei stared at him, wanting to see if he was lying, and said: "After you fought with Han that day, you could never find any trace of him. Although the purple inflammation on your body is powerful, I don't believe you can Completely destroy Han Kai's corpse."
Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he said: "Have you mentioned to the dean that I fought with Han that day?"
Zongnan Bei snorted: "Of course not, because I was still counting on getting the Rag King from you. Master doesn't even know the existence of the Rag King."
Only then did Yang Qingxuan feel relieved, it seemed that Qing Buli did not lie to him that day.
Zongbei said: "After that battle, after thinking about it, you are the only one who is most likely to get the Rag King. Although I don't know how you got it, the Rag King must be on you!"
He had a fierce look in his eyes, looking very sure.
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Do you think I, like Han Kai, was possessed by a foreign martial spirit?"
Zongnanbeidao: "There is only this possibility. I advise you to hand over the Bad King, which will be of great benefit to you, otherwise Han Kai will be your fate."
Yang Qingxuan swung his long sword horizontally, drew a sword light, and said coldly: "It's inexplicable! If I was possessed by the tattered king, would I still be safe and sound now? You think too highly of me, I can tell you clearly You, I didn't get that rag king, believe it or not."
Zong Beinan was startled, and said, "You really didn't get it?"
Yang Qingxuan said: "Of course."
The Bad King was still on Hua Jieyu's body. Although Hua Jieyu was with him, he did not get the Bad King and did not lie to him.
Zong Nanbei was stunned for a while, he could see that Yang Qingxuan was not lying, he said in a daze, "Where did that rag king go? Such a terrifying martial spirit cannot be wiped out in a single battle."
Yang Qingxuan frowned, and said: "When Han Kai died, the martial soul would naturally dissipate in the world, isn't it normal?"
Zongnanbei looked at him contemptuously, and said: "Cut, that is not an ordinary martial spirit. If it were to dissipate, it would have ceased to exist in the world long ago. Although your purple fire is terrifying, it is impossible to burn the tattered king completely." Yes, if you didn't get it, this martial spirit might have possessed other students, or it might have run away by itself."
"Run away..."
Yang Qingxuan said in a daze, "Isn't this a little whimsical?"
Zongbei said: "Without the host's martial spirit, it is difficult to exist in the world for a long time, but a short-term existence is still possible. You must know how many years the tattered king's body has been in the Shenlong statue."
Yang Qingxuan said: "Then what are you going to do now?"
Zong Beinan kept a gloomy face and remained silent for a while before he said, "I'll go and check all the students present that day. If I still can't find them, then it's just my fate."
After finishing speaking, he stopped embarrassing Yang Qingxuan and turned around to leave.
Yang Qingxuan watched him leave, put away his sword, thought for a while, and went to retreat.
Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.
After Yang Qingxuan came out of the secret room, he found two teachers standing in front of the door, one of them had an unfamiliar face, and the other was Qin Zhen.
Yang Qingxuan was stunned: "Are the two teachers here to inform me?"
The strange teacher said with a smile: "In order to protect you, the principal ordered us to guard here for seven days."
Yang Qingxuan's heart was touched, and he clasped his fists and said, "The two teachers are bothering you."
Qin Zhen smiled and said: "Let's go, it's getting late, we are the hosts, we must go early."
The gathering place is the main hall of Tian Cong Academy.
When Yang Qingxuan arrived, there were already hundreds of people seated, all of whom were elders and teachers of the academy, as well as high-level officials of the empire.
Qing Buli and the emperor Su Yu were talking in a low voice. Yi Kun, Wu Hao, and Si Feiyu among the seven elders were all there. The owner and others have all been present.
This is the highest level of martial arts among the five countries, and any country attaches great importance to it.
Yang Qingxuan walked in with the two teachers, and immediately the place was silent, all eyes looked over.
Su Yu also stopped talking, looked over and said, "Yang Qingxuan, are you sure of winning the first place?"
Yang Qingxuan replied with a smile: "It's better not to answer this question. No matter how you answer it, His Majesty will not be satisfied."
"Haha, it's really interesting."
Su Yu said with a smile: "If the answer is not sure, I will be unhappy. If the answer is sure, I will think you are frivolous. When King Jin told me that you are the captain, I still have some repulsion in my heart. "
Yang Qingxuan smiled back and walked towards Yinyao and the others. The four of Yinyao had already arrived, and he was the last one to arrive.
Su Yu froze for a moment, and said, "Don't you want to know what I think of you now?"
(end of this chapter)