At exactly four o'clock, Tao Cheng walked into the training ground with two strange faces, one big and one small, a woman and a man. Others obviously knew these two people, especially Wei Sheng, who greeted them with an enthusiastic expression. If Zhan Zhan hadn't seen his arrogant virtues, they would have thought he had been a hotel concierge.
Only Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie are newcomers here, and Tao Cheng specially introduced them to them—the female is Wu Xiangzhi, the instructor of the training camp, and the sword master, Wu Xiangzhi, and the male is Li Zhun, who was squeezed out by Han Feixie. The spot that Yun Wuyi asked for was given to Han Feixie, so that the two of them could take care of each other in the conference.
Seeing Li Zhun's gloomy gaze, Zhan Zhan leaned towards Han Feixie with a guilty conscience.
Wu Xiangzhi looked at Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan carefully, and was shocked when he found that they were a sword master and a sword master. Nan Yao, the number one member of the four major academies, is no more than an intermediate sword master, and has already left his peers in the dust. Just by practicing, the two of them are enough to sweep the conference. I thought Sword Master Zhan Zhan was a rumor, but I didn't want it to be true. The little-known young man next to him has reached Sword Master, and he is only one step away from him. How is this possible? !
She is an instructor, so she understands better than the students that the difference in cultivation level is a thousand miles away, so she was very excited. With the two of them here, it is not a dream for Diguang to dominate the Sword Intent Conference!
She looked at Li Zhun, feeling a little guilty. It was she who insisted on bringing Li Zhun over for a training camp, so that if the two of the Zhan family failed, they could fight for Li Zhun, which now seems unnecessary.
Not only was she excited, even Tao Cheng was also surprised. The sword master and sword king who are less than twenty years old? No wonder the emperor was so afraid of the Zhan family. After Zhan Lei left, Zhan Zhan and Zhan Zheng came. The Zhan family really produced a lot of talents!
"Old rules, practice your reaction first." No matter what he thought in his heart, Wu Xiangzhi acted very calmly, and took out eight sacks of flour, "You guys, each carry a bag."
Zhan Zhan has a bad feeling.
Wu Xiangzhi waited for them to get the flour sacks and asked them to occupy eight positions and form a large circle with a distance of two meters between each person. "Old rules, whoever sprinkles the most and gets the least wins. There is no time limit, and it's over when the flour is sprinkled. Let's start!"
After she finished speaking, Zhan Zhan grabbed a handful excitedly, planning to make a surprise attack, but found that Lan Junyuan, Li Zhun, Shen Yijian, and Han Feixie stood still. Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling looked at each other and leaned on each other. Wei Sheng took a few steps back.
Zhan Zhan let go of the flour awkwardly.
At this moment, Wei Sheng who was opposite him suddenly rushed towards Lan Junyuan who was on his left.
Just as Zhan Zhan wanted to applaud, Wei Sheng threw the orange flour in his hand.
After all, Zhan Zhan is the pinnacle of the sword master. Even if he thinks a step late, the speed of his movement is not blocked. The speed of his body and the speed of the flour are kept at the same height, like two drifting parallel lines!
But at this time, a sudden change occurred.
Lan Juanyuan and Li Zhun, who were sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, shot at the same time.
Li Zhun was responsible for blocking Zhan Zhan's retreat, and Lan Junyuan swung a palm to speed up the flour that Wei Sheng sprinkled.
wipe! I knew they would join forces to attack!
Zhan Zhan was suddenly in a state of attack from three sides!
However, on the other side of him was Han Feixie.
Han Feixie turned around and kicked. The sword energy from his feet was like an invisible wall of energy, absorbing the orange flour, and the moment Wei Sheng landed on the ground, it scatter back overwhelmingly!
The speed of going back is faster than the speed of throwing out.
When Wei Sheng blinked, he became a mask. Lan Junyuan didn't stand far away, but he dodged very quickly, and got a little bit caught in the upper of his shoe. On the contrary, Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling were more unlucky, because standing behind Wei Sheng, they swept a larger area. The two looked at each other, one left and one right flanked Han Feixie from behind Wei Sheng.
On the other side, Zhan Zhan saw Li Zhun approaching from the corner of his eyes and became wary. Before the other party could make a move, he had already sprinkled the powder in his palm over his head and face.
Li Zhun drew a circle with one hand, and the crimson flour was surrounded by him like a blazing sun.
Zhan Zhan clapped his palm!
Although Han Feixie had been supervising him to practice iron-cutting palm like clay, out of selfishness, he secretly learned Flying Flower Palm in his free time, which finally came in handy. Flying flower palms pay attention to lifting weights as if they are light, if there is nothing, there seems to be nothing, it is profuse, continuous, if it is done completely, the palm technique is like flying flowers in the sky, everywhere, which is in line with the current situation.
So he hit Flying Flower Palm, and the flour that Li Zhun kneaded into a big ball was immediately smashed to pieces.
Li Zhun is just a swordsman at the top level, and he is far behind Zhan Zhan in terms of sword energy. If he fights head-on, he is destined to suffer. A huge sword attack was coming, and he had no choice but to retreat quickly! But he couldn't retreat from Zhan Zhan's aggressive speed.
The ball of big red powder slapped him condescendingly, turning him into a celebrity.
The outcome of his side was announced, and Han Feixie had no suspense. The result of Wei Sheng, Lan Junyuan, Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling's joint efforts was that Han Feixie's white flour was sprinkled into four snowmen.
Wu Xiangzhi watched indifferently, and couldn't help but hit Shen who was standing there: "You still don't make a move? Are you planning to spend the night like this?"
Shen Yijian glanced at the others, and found that the flour in their hands was either on someone else's body or on the ground, he couldn't help but sighed, took out the flour, and threw it directly on his head.
…
The flour wars are over.
Wu Xiangzhi looked at Shen Yijian, the corners of her mouth twitched, and the corners of her eyes gave Tao Cheng a nonchalant look, as if to say: Why is Li Zhun not Shen Yijian the one who was brushed off.
Tao Cheng stroked his beard with a smile, then walked away irresponsibly and shamelessly.
Wu Xiangzhi: "..."
"Come back." She said, "I don't need to say which side wins, right?"
Although Li Zhun's face was flushed, his complexion was extremely smelly, and his frown could hang clothes.
Wu Xiangzhi nodded to Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan and said, "You guys have outstanding cultivation, you will take advantage of the first battle, but the first battle is the first battle, and taking advantage of the first battle does not mean taking advantage of the melee."
Zhan Zhan was proud of himself, he was taken aback when he heard the words: "Why?"
Wu Xiangzhi was optimistic about them in his heart, but on the surface, he deliberately poured cold water on them. On the one hand, he was afraid that they would be arrogant and underestimate the enemy. Discord. "If the winner can be determined based on the level of cultivation, then why hold the Sword Intent Conference? Isn't it enough to find someone to count the cultivation status of the students of each academy every year and rank them high and low?"
Zhan Zhan nodded and said, "It makes sense."
Wu Xiangzhi said: "Juanyuan, you explain the scuffle."
Lan Junyuan said: "In the first round, the four colleges will play against each other. One point will be awarded for winning a game, and no points will be added for losing. In the end, the scores of the four colleges will be totaled. The college ranked first will remove the one with the lowest score. First name, and so on. Then there is the scrimmage, where all the remaining players play at the same time until there are four left. Finally there are semi-finals and finals.”
Zhan Zhan wondered: "Isn't it a good deal to be the first in the first battle? There are six of them left."
Lan Juanyuan said: "Not necessarily. Mu Xiuyu and Lin Feng will be destroyed. The more students left, the easier it will cause fear and cooperation from other colleges. Not only the number of people is easy to be feared, but also the level of cultivation is average."
Zhan Zhan understood. Just like the Three Kingdoms War, whichever country has a large number of people, the other countries will join forces to destroy them first, and which military general cooperates well, the other military generals will join forces to beat him.
But what Lan Junyuan didn't say was that there was one exception—Nan Yao.
I still remember that the first time Nanyao appeared in the Sword Intent Conference, he was already watched by other colleges, but the other five students from Taikoo College sent Nanyao to the semi-finals abruptly by means of mutual death. Nan Yao lived up to expectations and won the first place that year. In the second year, other academies repeated their old tricks, and the results were extremely tragic. Nan Yao was enraged and went on a killing spree. Baimeng Academy suffered the heaviest loss and the entire army was annihilated. Diguang Qixing didn't go too far under Zhan Lei's restraint, and because of this, Nanyao showed mercy to Diguang in the next few years. The last time Li Zhun drew Zhongnanyao, he was not injured. The scene of besieging Nanyao has since come to an end, and Taigu has also dominated the Sword Intent Conference for three consecutive years. Although the other academies are unwilling, they have nothing to do.
Wu Xiangzhi said: "The Sword Intent Conference is not a place to show off individual heroes, what is needed is teamwork! From now on, I want you to form four teams."
Zhan Zhan immediately stood with Han Feixie.
Wu Xiangzhi glanced at him and pointed at Li Zhun, "You guys are on the same team!"
Zhan Zhan: "..."
Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling are the future queen and the princess, so naturally they can't be too close to other men, so they are in a team. Wei Sheng and Shen hit each other, and Han Feixie and Lan Junyuan were far away.
Zhan Zhan thinks this team list is really...
"Now start practicing in twos." Wu Xiangzhi said and left.
Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie were left looking at each other. How to practice
Li Zhun walked up to Zhan Zhan and said, "I'll fight with you." Everyone else wiped their faces with cloths, but he and Shen Yijian walked back and forth with their faces covered in powder.
Zhan Zhan said cautiously: "How to fight?"
"You hit me."
"... Is there such a good thing?"
Li Zhun said: "If you can't beat me well, I'll beat you instead."
"How do you think it's a good deal?"
"I have no power to fight!"
"For example?"
Li Zhun shot at him suddenly, Zhan Zhan dodged subconsciously, and shouted: "You lied, obviously you hit me."
Li Zhun said: "What are you hiding from? Fight back!"
Zhan Zhan said, "Isn't it good?"
Li Zhun's face became even worse, "Zhan Lei's younger brother is just like him, a waste."
"..." Zhan Zhan rushed forward and beat him hard, "I like beating pigs' heads the most!"
While dodging, Li Zhun said, "The speed is too slow! The position of the punch is wrong! Hurry up! No matter how fast... oh!"
After Zhan Zhan kicked him away, he raised his foot, raised his head and blew twice on his toes, "You can say I can, but don't say my brother!" Although he had never seen Zhan Lei, but in his heart He has already regarded him as his brother... It seems that as Zhan Zhan, he should have such an excellent brother as Zhan Lei.
Li Zhun got up and rushed over again.
It was still Zhan Zhan who shot, but Li Zhun dodged.
After fighting five times, Zhan Zhan couldn't bear it anymore, "Hey, let's take a break!"
Li Zhun stood up and said, "Zhan Lei won't get tired so quickly."
"...but you will be in pain."
Li Zhun said: "I'm fine."
Zhan Zhan said: "Don't pretend, I know you just used the aggressive method." Even if he didn't see it at first, he would understand after seeing that he was beaten so many times not only not angry but also relieved.
Li Zhun didn't deny it, "You took my quota, of course you have to be responsible to me."
Zhan Zhan: "..." He is taking a quota, not a title, so what is his responsibility
Zhan Zhan said: "I played for my brother."
Li Zhun said: "Then you have to be more responsible!"
Zhan Zhan: "..." Our family does not like incest.
Li Zhun said: "Otherwise, how can you be your brother's brother."
Zhan Zhan said: "They are all my elder brothers, why aren't they my younger brothers?"
"...In short, you must win this conference!" Li Zhun stared at him fiercely, "This is your brother's wish, and it is also my wish!"
"There is no need to add the second half of the sentence."
"..."
Zhan Zhan leaned over and said, "Are you friends with my brother?"
Li Zhun said: "No, we are brothers closer than brothers."
Zhan Lei's younger brother: "..."
Li Zhun said: "No matter what others think of him, he is my brother. I can't do anything else, the only thing I can do is to fulfill his wish."
Zhan Zhan stammered: "I thought you would be angry that I took your spot."
"One thing, I originally wanted to fulfill this wish myself. But you are his younger brother, so there is no way." Li Zhun looked at Han Feixie's back, "That's why I was even more angry with him."
Zhan Zhan: "..."
"Don't be in a daze, come and practice! Although your cultivation base is high, you have too little battle experience, your moves are all flawed, your attacks are too chaotic, you can do whatever you want, there are no plans or routines at all! You must focus on practicing!"
Zhan Zhan looked at Li Zhun who had a pink face like Guan Gong was alive, and nodded vigorously.