In the early morning of the next day, everyone set out to Shangyang Academy. This was the last and most critical round of the world discussion.

Today's win-loss score can even directly influence the rankings.

"Hey! Brother Wei, I fell asleep too tired last night and forgot to ask you how you ran out of the old monster. Tell me your legendary story."

Ke Qilu put it on Wei Yuan's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and spoke with curiosity.

Wei Yuan shrugged, "It's nothing. That old guy is not lucky. The teleportation talisman sent us to the foot of the North Mountain in Longji Prefecture. You said it was a coincidence that Liu Anzhi happened to come back from buying vegetables and scared the old guy away."

"Liu Anzhi!"

The moment he heard this name, Ke Qilu's whole body stiffened and he was stunned.

Wei Yuan looked at him with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing..." In Ke Qilu's eyes, his master Wu Jianxin is the most extreme cultivator in the world. Even if he has a gap with Liu Anzhi, who is known as the sword leader, it is just a small gap.

But since Wu Jianxin went to Beishan and was defeated by the sword leader Liu Anyi sword, Ke Qilu's entire world collapsed. This is why during the Imperial College entrance examination, Ke Qilu's inner demon was the faceless Liu Anzhi in the illusion of the Mirage Demon.

Wei Yuan naturally could not know about these things, and even if he knew about them, he would probably just laugh at Ke Qilu for making Liu Anzhi a foolish thing like a devil.

“What about it later?

What happened later?”

After Ke Qilu came to her senses, she took a deep breath and asked quickly.

"later?

Later, I followed Liu An to Beishan, ate the food he cooked, and fought!"

Wei Yuan spoke with a plain face.

"You... had a meal with Liu Anzhi and had a fight!"

Ke Qilu's voice suddenly surged, and he suddenly attracted everyone's eyes.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "Why are you doing so loud?"

No one around was concerned about Ke Qilu's words. Wei Yuan and Liu Anzhi were both on the ground and on the sky. They fought?

Even if this matter is true, it may be just a unilateral crush, no, it should be a destruction! "Is this true?"

Ke Qilu looked surprised and curious, as if he had discovered an amazing secret, "Liu Anzhi really knows how to cook?"

"Did you have a bad mind? Are you concerned about it a little bit slanted?"

Wei Yuan stroked his forehead helplessly.

At this time, the third prince Liang Zhu walked to Wei Yuan and smiled and said, "Brother Wei, don't be surprised. Brother Ke has always been like this. His not-so-big head is all about how to understand swords. Practice swords with his brain and think about things with his toes. This is also the unique style of Brother Ke."

"I can see that he thought about things with his toes without you saying it."

Wei Yuan shook his head slightly.

Liang Zhu smiled and then asked, "Mr. Wei, I heard you plan to participate in this team disciple competition?"

Wei Yuan nodded, "Yes, since I am also a member of Haoguo, if I don't make any effort in this trip, it will be unreasonable."

Hearing this, Liang Zhu looked around, then whispered in Wei Yuan's ear, "Then Mr. Wei must be careful. Tan Shumo and Wu Zitian are probably going to be bad for you."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but was not surprised, but just asked lightly, "Oh?

I wonder what the unfavorable law is?"

Liang Zhu took a deep breath and continued to speak in a voice that only two people could hear, "Tan Shumo quietly left the restaurant last night and went to find a sword cultivator named Yan Qingjun. After Tan Shumo found him, he became a disciple of Liang's team this morning. It was obvious that he was coming for you."

"How can I see it?"

"This Yan Qingjun is very strange. He has a high talent in swordsmanship. It is not difficult to fight back. Moreover, he always believes that the swordsmanship competition should end with a life and death. Among other disciples of Chu and Liang, there are only two sword cultivators, namely you and Brother Ke, from my Hao Kingdom."

Speaking of this, Liang Zhu took a look at Ke Qilu, who was still shocked by Liu Anzhi's cooking, and continued, "Brother Ke is a disciple of Jianming Valley. Even if he is a fool, he will not dare to offend Jianming Valley. Being Brother Wei is different. At least on the surface, your identity is very average, so his purpose in this competition is just to kill you."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan squinted his eyes and turned to look at Tan Shumo and Wu Zitian not far away. "What a man who killed someone with a knife, but it's a pity. This is a mistake!"

Just as Wei Yuan was thinking this, the group had already arrived outside the gate of Shangyang Academy.

After entering the gate, I looked up and saw that Shangyang Academy was no worse than the Imperial College. The vermilion walls, dragon and jade pillars, and gilded tiles showed luxury everywhere. The front yard was no smaller than the Imperial College's 100-step bang, and it was not a problem to accommodate hundreds of people.

In the center, a high platform has been built, with a length of dozens of feet wide, which is as good as the mansions of ordinary merchants and wealthy families.

At this time, the Shangyang Academy was filled with figures, and the high platform was surrounded by people, including princes, grandchildren and nobles, and wealthy gentry, but at most they were the students of Shangyang Academy and the people in Liangcheng.

The crowd was full of passion, and the howling was mad, and in the eyes of these people, you could even see the victory scene that already belonged to them.

It’s no wonder they were so excited. Although Liang Kingdom has 500,000 iron cavalry and 100,000-strong armored iron Buddha, known as the magic weapon on the battlefield, even if it competes head-on with Chu, the world’s largest country, is not inferior. However, most of them could not compete with Chu and Hao in previous world discussions. Therefore, this time the leader is hard to get. At this time of year-round war with Chu, victory between practitioners is particularly important.

"Are these people crazy? Why are you doing so loudly?"

Yang Zidao spoke with dissatisfaction.

Zhao Yi smiled helplessly, "Forget it, a failure is no big deal. If you can't accept a single blow, how can you become the mainstay that will support Haoguo in the future?"

Behind the arena, a large spectatorium several meters high was built, with several figures sitting on it. Yang Zidao muttered in cursing words and walked towards it with Zhao Yiyi.

The younger generation of Haoguo turned around and entered the waiting area to rest. At this time, Wei Yuan accidentally turned his head and looked at the direction of the Liangguo waiting area, and saw a person at a glance.

It’s not that Wei Yuan could go to see him, but because that person was really hard to ignore.

It was a figure wearing a black robe, even with his face covered by a hood. Judging from his body shape and sitting posture, he should be a man, with a dangerous aura all over his body, and even a purple and black smoke could be vaguely seen emanating from under his robe.

"He is Yun Sheng of Taiyi Evil Sect."

Xu Buzhuo didn't know when he appeared behind Wei Yuan and spoke lightly, "This son's soul is extremely concise and good at disturbing people's spiritual consciousness. Most of the people in my Hao Kingdom were inexplicably defeated by him. Moreover, after fighting with him, his soul was turbulent and could not be recovered for a long time. This is also the main reason for the successive failures of my Hao Kingdom."
Chapter completed!