There are people up there who can do things well.
Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie walked from the gate to the classroom, and completed their admission procedures on the first day. Zhan Zhan looked at the half-person tall book he and No. 2 were holding, and the corners of his mouth twitched obviously: "Don't tell me, these are all for us."
No. 1 said: "You understand, I won't tell."
Zhan Zhan: "..."
Han Feixie read the two books, ""History of the Tengyun Empire"? "Overview of the Landforms of the Tengyun Empire"?"
Zhan Zhan said: "Why do we have to learn this?"
No. 1 said: "Because you applied for the scholar department."
"... Huh?" Zhan Zhan scratched his ears, "I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"
No. 1 said: "You applied to the Scholar Department."
Zhan Zhan asked seriously: "What is the scope of employment?"
"Bachelor."
"..." The iron rice bowl, in the previous life, it was almost at the academician level, right? Zhan Zhan thought about it contentedly, but felt wrong again, "Fuck! Isn't this a cold palace?" The most popular profession in Excalibur Continent is swordsman, and it has a dime relationship with scholars? He said angrily: "This is too bullying, I want to change my department!"
No. 1 said: "Madam reported it for you."
Zhan Zhan said in a daze, "Why?"
Han Feixie thought thoughtfully: "Because the scholar department doesn't need to participate in the Sword Intent Conference?"
No. 1 nodded and said, "That's true."
Zhan Zhan understood Yun Wuyi's good intentions, she was afraid that Emperor Yun Mu would use the sword will to make a black hand. "Can I change departments in the future?"
No. 1 said: "Yes, but we must learn from the basics."
"I like the basics the most." Zhan Zhan grabbed Han Feixie, "Come on, let's go to the library."
Han Feixie frowned and said, "I want to change departments."
"Now?"
"Ok."
Although Han Feixie had a strange and ordinary face, what Zhan Zhan saw in his eyes seemed to be that face that was so handsome, especially the light in his eyes, the arrogance was like boiled rice. ringing.
Zhan Zhan was so angry that he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"
Han Feixie frowned, and just about to refuse, he heard Zhan Zhan rubbing his fists and said: "Brothers are united, and their benefits can cut through gold! Let the four colleges see how we are domineering together, hahaha!"
Although he didn't like domineering sideways chichichi, but the picture of fighting side by side with Zhan Zhan was pretty good, so Han Feixie acquiesced.
No. 1 was in a hurry, "Little Grandpa, absolutely not."
Zhan Zhan said displeased: "Are you afraid that I will lose?"
No. 4 spoke bluntly, "It's okay for the little father-in-law to lose, what should he do if he is beaten to death?"
Zhan Zhan stared at him, thinking silently: Let the manager find a fault and deduct his salary later.
Number Two came out to smooth things over and said, "With the current cultivation of the young master, the possibility of losing is not very high, but the hearts of the parents in the world, the young master should not disappoint his wife's care for you."
Zhan Zhan's character also contains the element of a donkey, rushing back instead of going, the more they stop him, the more determined he is to participate in the Sword Intent Conference, "Zhan family men only stand and die on the battlefield, there is no cowardice Crawled and fled!"
This sentence is very bloody and has the characteristics of the Zhan family, but it stunned No. 1 to No. 8.
Numbers 1 to 8 were originally Zhan Bubai's personal guards. They followed Zhan Bubai to the battlefield and went through life and death. In private, they had a lot of complaints about the job of the famous playboy Xiao Gongye who was sent to protect the empire. After getting along with him, they felt petty. The father-in-law gradually settled down after he was not such a jerk like the one in the legend, and treated him as a little master to protect him. But being the little master and being the heir of the Zhan family are two completely different concepts. Being the little master is because he is not an asshole, and there is still a considerable distance from the heir of the Zhan family. In their minds, the heir of the Zhan family should be Zhan Lei In that way, all aspects are so outstanding that their peers can't be compared, like a banner, Zhan Zhan is a bit too ordinary in comparison, but the words just now let them see Zhan Zhan's courage hidden under his playfulness.
After all, the blood of the Zhan family is flowing in his body, this is the man of the Zhan family!
They all get excited.
Zhan Zhan didn't know that just a few words he said casually won the favorability of No. 1 to No. 8. His thoughts have already extended from the Sword Intent Conference to other directions. For example, if you show off at the Sword Intent Conference, all the beautiful sisters will secretly agree, right
No. 1 to No. 8 didn't know what he was thinking, so they helped them change departments with great enthusiasm. Therefore, Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie were assigned to the Sword Qi Department without even entering the classroom of the Scholars Department.
There, Wei Long happened to be waiting at the door of the classroom in his spare time.
Seeing them, Wei Long immediately showed a malicious smile on his face, "Oh, you are here."
Zhan Zhan waved his hand and said, "Let's just say that you worship me, brother, and even came here to welcome me. That's enough, brother knows your heart, so kneel down."
"Bah!" Wei Long immediately adjusted his posture from chic to aggressive, "I'm here to tell you some good news! You have been selected by the academy as a representative to participate in the Sword Intent Conference."
"Oh yes." Zhan Zhan grabbed Han Feixie's hand excitedly, "I really do whatever I want, it's great!"
"… "how so? It's different from what I imagined. Wei Long stared at him blankly, "Why are you so happy?"
Zhan Zhan said: "Of course I am happy to hear the good news."
Wei Long said, "Aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"Participating in the Sword Intent Conference, there have been several colleges that have been seriously injured and died."
Zhan Zhan sighed, "It's not good to be dead."
Wei Long said: "You just know!" The reaction is slow enough!
Zhan Zhan said: "So I will definitely show mercy."
Wei Long: "..." He looked at Han Feixie with a strange expression on his face, "Are you a sword?"
Zhan Zhan said: "No, can't you tell that the two look different?"
Do you think I don’t know that there is something called a mask? The two have similar temperaments and figures, so they are suspicious no matter how you look at them. Wei Long said, "Who is that?"
Zhan Zhan said: "His name is Zhan..." Shit, what did you agree to call it
Han Feixie said: "Zhanzheng."
"Yes, Zhanzheng."
Wei Long said: "It's your cousin again?"
"Far room."
"... When did so many people appear in your house?" Wei Long was very suspicious.
Zhan Zhan said with a dry smile: "There is no way, there are more poor relatives in the countryside."
"Poor relatives in the countryside": "..."
The original intention of the Sword Intent Conference was to find out the deficiencies in the martial arts of each school through the competition of students from various schools, and encourage each other to improve, but after nearly a hundred years of competition, the original intention has long been completely forgotten, and the rest is hatred and face.
With several dead people in a row, the enmity between the colleges has reached the point where it is difficult to resolve.
Because of this, the colleges have always carefully selected the candidates for the conference. Tao Cheng is nominally the vice president of the college, but in fact he has been exercising the power of the president of the college, and he has always been the one who decides the candidates for the conference. Headache. What was even more troublesome was that Princess Yunwuyi, another vice president who was also indifferent, also came to ask for a spot. As a result, two of the seven contestants in the conference were lost at once, and Diguang Qixing could only get five stars.
He looked at the paper in his hand, there were seven names written on it: Zhan Lei, Wei Sheng, Li Zhun, Yun Shuiling, Situ Qinqin, Lan Junyuan, Shen Yijian.
War Thunder has been crossed out, but the rest is tricky.
Yun Shuiling is the princess, and Situ Qinqin is the future queen. Even if these two play, the other party will show mercy, so he is very relieved. Wei Sheng and Lan Junyuan are the heirs of the five great families, and they have made it clear that they want to participate. Naturally, he can't get rid of them, but the remaining Li Zhun and Shen Yijian make him hesitate.
Li Zhun's cultivation base is relatively high, but Shen Yijian is good at fighting, and he is an indispensable combat power.
He thought for ten minutes, and finally crossed out Li Zhun's name slowly with a pen.
As soon as the entry list was announced, there was an uproar in the academy, and everyone was shocked that Huang Yuelizhun, who was ranked third in the Diguang Seven Stars, did not enter the list. Although Li Zhun did not perform well in the last meeting, considering that his opponent was Nan Yao, the number one student of Swire Academy, there was nothing to complain about. Nan Yao has dominated the Sword Intent Conference for three times in a row, and even lost to Chiyan Zhanlei. He has been regarded as the number one person in the four major academies in recent years. It is definitely a failure for the academies to abandon Li Zhun because of this. In particular, one of the two substitutes has a notorious reputation, and the other has never been known and has no convincing power at all.
After staying in the academy for two days, Zhan Zhan felt very stressed. Although part of the protests were somewhat subdued after the exposure of the sword master's cultivation, the questioning eyes never disappeared. So these days he has been hiding in the library with Han Feixie.
With the permission of Yun Wuyi, the vice-principal, the two of them can read all the books, including Diguang's exercises and martial arts at the bottom of the box.
Zhan Zhan remembered that Han Feixie had never used any other martial arts except for the finger snapping skill, so he immediately found a stack for him, "Here, here are palms, fists, and swords. See if you need anything."
Han Feixie rummaged through it casually, and took out a copy for him, "You learn this."
Zhan Zhan took it over and took a look, "Cutting iron like mud claws? What an ugly name. And using claws is not handsome at all!" Jin Qian taught him a little martial arts, but unfortunately the enemies he encountered were too strong. There are very few opportunities, so learning new martial arts is imminent.
Han Feixie said: "Just win, what do you want to be so handsome?"
"I won't be able to marry a wife." Zhan Zhan deliberately grimaced.
Han Feixie paused the hand that wanted to take back the martial skill, then stuffed it back, "It's powerful."
Zhan Zhan took out a copy of Flying Flower Palm and said, "This is a good book, it looks very handsome when you hear it!"
Han Feixie said: "The power of the claws is condensed on the fingertips, and the sword energy bursts out concentratedly, making it easier to injure the enemy."
Zhan Zhan seemed to understand, "The smaller the force area, the greater the pressure? No wonder you use your fingers."
Han Feixie said: "The fire-yang finger needs to cooperate with the fire-yang sword energy, so you can't practice it." The implication is that if you can practice it, I will teach you.
Zhan Zhan was very moved, and grabbed both the Flying Flower Palm and the Iron-Cutting Claw in his arms.
Han Feixie originally wanted to take Feihuazhang back and let him concentrate on learning claws, but seeing his precious face, he had no choice but to give up.
As the date of the conference getting closer, contestants from the other three colleges came to Tiandu one after another. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie practiced against each other for a few days before being called by Tao Cheng to a training camp.
Except for Shen Yijian, Zhan Zhan had seen all the other five people before, so he paid more attention to Shen Yijian, and found that this kid was a man to make—others were pretending to talk or read books there, and his kid was just talking about it. Sleep in and bring pillows and blankets. wipe! He will bring it tomorrow too.
Looking at the dark sky outside the window, Zhan Zhan yawned enviously.
It's so inhumane to assemble at four o'clock in the morning!