"You haven't forgotten this..." Chen Changsheng was amazed.
"The couple are both people in all directions. Who would not be interested in their affairs? In fact, I even wondered whether Wuwubi had an affair with Taoist Siyuan in the attached courtyard of the Li Palace. Otherwise, why would she send her own relatives?" My son came to fight for Taoist Siyuan? Why is Bie Yanghong so vigilant and let Su Moyu enter the Orthodox Academy to carry it?" Tang Thirty-Six walked towards the lake and said, "But then again, don't worry about Tianxin. The idiot is the son of Infinity Bi, but it is not necessarily the son of Binghong. Do you think he may be the seed of Daoist Siyuan? Sigh. But this matter involves privacy, so it cannot be spread everywhere , especially don't let Su Moyu listen, after all, he is his own uncle, how embarrassing."
He looked around, but found no one there.
Chen Changsheng had already left at some point, and he had already walked to the grass on the other side of the wall.
He looked over there puzzled and asked, "What are you doing?"
Without even turning his head, Chen Changsheng waved his hands and said, "I'll go see if the meal is ready."
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The three battles that started in the early morning ended quickly, and the lunch time was brought forward. After eating, there was still time to squat for a while, waiting for the sun to move a certain distance from the mid-heaven to the west, and the sweltering heat was relieved. only to open it again.
It was Tang Thirty-six who led the team, and the freshmen of the Orthodox Academy stood on the stone steps behind him, their faces full of excitement and uneasiness.
Without any accidents, the freshman from the Orthodox Academy who was the first to fight lost, and just when the opponent's sword was about to fall, Tang Thirty-Six's voice rang out in a timely manner: "It's here."
I lost the second game, and the third game too. In the next few games, the Orthodox Academy lost very simply. The atmosphere in the usually lively room became a bit dull. Only Tang Sanshiliu and Tang Sanshiliu could be heard. The voices of those freshmen from the Orthodox Academy.
"It's almost there."
"I said you're almost there!"
"Why don't you listen to me?"
These are the words Tang Thirty-Six said, and he said them to those who came to challenge the Orthodox Academy.
The words spoken by the freshmen of the Orthodox Academy were simpler, basically no more than five words.
"Admit defeat."
"I surrender."
"You win."
Only when they walked back to the gate of the Orthodox Academy and got rid of the tension and strangeness in the previous battle, would they talk more, standing on the stone steps and talking with their classmates.
"Is there any problem with the sword I just used?"
"Didn't the dean say last night that your opponent's weakness lies in speed, so your sword should be faster."
"I've gone as fast as I can."
"It means that you are not familiar enough with the three plum blossoms."
"The dean said last night that there is another sword technique that can restrain this person. What is it?"
"Three songs of fisherman's song, that is the powerful swordsmanship of the Lishan Sword Sect. I heard that even Liang Banhu has not been able to master it. It is Gou Hanshi's unique move. With our current state, there is no way to learn it."
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The freshmen of the Orthodox Academy talked a lot, and they couldn't see any emotion of failure at all. The continuous failure didn't seem to affect their mood at all.
The servant of the other family was actually right, swords have no eyes, especially in this kind of duel with huge difference in strength, no matter how sharp Tang Sanshili's eyes were, and no matter how timely he yelled, some accidents would still inevitably occur, but that was still the case. I really can't blame those masters who challenged the Orthodox Academy, it was basically the result of the tension of the freshmen of the Orthodox Academy.
At the dawn of twilight, the Orthodox Academy had already lost more than ten games, and six freshmen were injured, two of whom were seriously injured. But these students didn't have any complaints, and they didn't mention Tang Sanshiliu's promise a few days ago that they wouldn't be affected. Instead, they were grateful. Because they knew better than anyone else how much progress they had made after receiving Chen Changsheng's guidance and having such a rare opportunity to actually fight against masters. Just their vision had expanded countless times compared to before being admitted to the hospital.
The battle between the National Education Academy, which caused a lot of trouble in Kyoto and brought a lot of excitement to the public, has finally entered a new stage today.
The Orthodox Academy began to fail, but no one thought they would be losers, because the players representing the Orthodox Academy were all the freshmen recruited a few days ago.
Of course, there is no winner.
The freshmen of the Orthodox Academy were in a good mood, and Tang Thirty-six was basically satisfied with the current situation, but watching this kind of perfunctory battle, the people who came to watch the excitement felt so bored and panicked, and some even started to feel sleepy , yawned.
The most depressing ones are those masters from the Tianhai family and the Ivy Academy. They found themselves completely turned into sparring partners. There were a few who really missed and accidentally hurt the freshmen of the Orthodox Academy. Thinking about Tang Thirty-Six this morning The threat he uttered made him even a little uneasy, and he didn't feel relieved until he saw Tang Sanshiliu's normal expression, and retreated with a wry smile.
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As twilight faded, the gate of the Orthodox Academy was closed, and most of the priests from the palace returned to the hall, leaving only the night watchmen and a group of Orthodox cavalry. The people in Kyoto went home to prepare dinner, and the stewards of the four workshops under the shed looked at today's betting amount and frowned very tightly. Those masters who challenged the Orthodox Academy were inexplicably irritable.
After dinner, the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy began to summarize and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
After finishing everything, Chen Changsheng and others returned to the other garden.
Xuanyuan Po followed the chef of Chenghu Tower all day long. In his opinion, the bustle in the iron pan in the kitchen, and the methods of processing ingredients that he had never heard of, were much more important than the bustle outside the courtyard. Many, until the summary just now, I didn't know what the situation of the battle outside the courtyard was like today, and asked a little puzzled: "If admitting defeat can solve the problem, why recruit so many new students, we just admit defeat."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "I see that you have always had opinions on the recruitment of new students by the Orthodox Academy. Why?"
Xuanyuan Po said: "Don't you look at the two meals at noon and evening, they ate up such good dishes."
"Look, that's why I did this." Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and said, "Because you can afford to lose that person, but I can't."
Xuanyuan Po didn't understand, but after thinking about it, he realized that this way of speaking was called a pun.
"I'm a person who wants to win fifty-eight games in a row, how can I stop here." Tang Thirty-Six finally said.
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and knew that things were definitely not that simple.