"Mr. Hu Guogong, I haven't seen my style for many days, especially the past!"

Before Qin's ancestor Qin returned, Lin Zhentian, the monarch of the Dalin Dynasty, stepped forward to say hello.

"Lord Lin, don't be fine!"

Ye Wushuang naturally greeted him happily.

Qin Hui's face was as deep as water, and Lin Zhentian was too unconscious of himself, right?

"Lin Zhentian, pay attention to your identity!"

Qin Hui's voice was cold.

"You and I each attended the meeting on behalf of our dynasty. Is the identity of the lord of our country still a wink for you, the Great Qin Dynasty?"

Lin Zhentian didn't buy it.

"Okay! Very good!"

Qin Hui laughed in great anger, "I hope you, the king of the country, can always maintain your status."

"Qin came back, all the visitors were guests.

You threaten my Leng family dynasty’s distinguished guests so much, are you not giving me Leng family dynasty’s face?”

Ye Wushuang's voice was calm, obviously protecting Lin Zhentian.

Lin Zhentian was inexplicably grateful and felt more confident.

"What tricks do you have in the Great Qin Dynasty? I'll take it!"

"Mr. Guardian, I have no intention of this."

For some reason, Qin Hui felt inexplicably surrendered and fearful to Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang smiled coldly, and purple pupil soul-catching can indeed form a long-term effect.

The national master was secretly amazed, "The Duke of the National Guardian is domineering, and he suppresses the two dynasties in one sentence.

After the greetings, the senior leaders of each dynasty sat down separately.

After Qin Hui stayed away from Ye Wushuang, anger suddenly appeared in his heart. Ye Wushuang, Lin Zhentian, bullying people too much! Today's communication, I will definitely let you lose face! This should be the sequelae of soul-catching. When you face to face with Ye Wushuang, the oppression and fear from the soul may turn into anger, shame and anger when you are separated.

After the senior officials of each dynasty appeared, the opening ceremony was hosted by the blog post of the Leng Family Dynasty Imperial College and Wu Xici, the dean of the Qin Dynasty Alliance College, to introduce the rules of the competition.

After some self-introduction, the blog post was the first to speak.

"Welcome to the first college exchange meeting jointly organized by the Leng Family Dynasty and the Great Qin Dynasty Alliance!"

"My Imperial College has many shortcomings in its newly reorganized and established. I hope that the brother colleges will give you more advice!"

The blog post is modest.

"Since the newly established Lengjia Dynasty Martial Arts Imperial College invited my Alliance Academy to hold an exchange meeting with a learning attitude, I will definitely teach my college many years of teaching experience in the manner of a big brother, so that I can admire and study in the Imperial College!"

Wu Xici is a white-bearded old man with sharp eyes and speaking sharply at Qin Hui's instructions.

I don’t know how to follow the blog post, but I just accepted it all by saying humbly.

“Imperial College?

This name is intriguing!”

"Haha, what's the name?

If the name can make the academy awesome, I will just call it Holy Chao Academy!"

"A little decaying dynasty, the tone is so big that it's so big!"

"The dean is a good example. Take modesty as a compliment and see how he does it!"

...The audience and the competition area were in full swing for a while, and some slightly meaningful eyes were staring at the name of Imperial Academy.

"Who is this old man?

Is this too rude?”

Xiao Qingxuan was a little angry. Now, as Ye Wushuang's disciple, Xiao Qingxuan has completely regarded herself as a member of the Imperial Academy.

"Wu Xici, the eighth level of the master's realm, is the loyal voice-tip of Qin Hui, the ancestor of Qin State."

Fang Bo's voice is in the ancient well.

"Ahem, we won't say that extra polite words, just introduce the rules of the competition!"

Bowen coughed dryly and slid over the polite words such as "Friendship first, Competition second".

"The rules of the competition are very simple. The two academies are divided into four major events: martial arts, alchemy, weapon refining, and formations. "

"Each project has a teacher group and two participating groups for the student group. Three contestants in each group face off against each other and fight on their own academy until the opponent is wiped out."

Ye Yuan originally competed one-on-one according to the blog post. In this way, no matter what, the Imperial Academy finally had some wins, and even if it was two wins in three games, it might still have a chance to win.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xici felt it was troublesome and directly fought on the wheel.

With Wushuang not coming forward to interfere, the blog post has almost no room for bargaining.

The teacher group is not good at it. Apart from Liu Yan and Chen Yue, the only three white-bearded old men in the Dandao Academy are left with some highlights.

There are no other experts in the student group except Wei Ziling, Lin Dao, and Chu Shiya of the Martial Arts Academy.

When Xiao Qingxuan of the Formation Academy did not end, she also faced the embarrassing situation of cannon fodder all over the audience.

First, the alchemy competition begins. For the sake of unified standards, the alchemy competition is a question-setting competition.

That is, to refine pills according to the pill formula given by the organizing committee, those with higher grades will win, those with the same grade will win, those with short time will win.

"Zi Ling, don't be nervous! I believe you can!"

Best friend Chu Shiya cheered up on the side.

“Yeah, don’t worry.

I will definitely not embarrass him!”

Wei Ziling's expression was firm.

Chu Shiya was silent, and she naturally knew who Wei Ziling was. Chu Shiya's eyes were unconsciously turned to the platform, and her face with a warm smile seemed to be full of encouragement.

"Zi Ling, you may have to refine three furnaces of pills in a row. You must pay attention to your energy allocation, and you cannot exhaust yourself in the first game. Do you understand?"

Zhou Tianhao arranged it with some concern.

"Okay, teacher.

I'll play first!"

After saying that, Wei Ziling fell in the middle of the arena like a purple butterfly.

There were cheers in the audience. Relatively speaking, the middle-aged greasy man Xu Tao looked less likable.

The referee introduced the participants information: First round, Imperial Academy, Wei Ziling, fifth-grade alchemist vs. Alliance Academy, Xu Tao, fifth-grade alchemist.

This round of refining elixirs, Qingfeng Jiulong Pill.

"Little sister, don't worry, uncle will give in to you!"

Xu Tao greeted Wei Ziling with a despicable look on his face.

Wei Ziling felt chills, and her pretty face turned red by anger, "Who wants you to let me go!"

"How about you admit defeat. I have refined this pill for less than a thousand times, and you will definitely lose!"

"Hmph! I don't believe it!"

Wei Ziling felt a little nervous. It was her first time to refine this pill, and she turned her eyes to the audience with some concern. Zhou Tianhao's heart skipped a beat, and Wei Ziling's mood was messed up by the other party.

"Husband! Wei Ziling's situation is wrong!"

Leng Rushuang noticed Wei Ziling's uneasy gaze.

"Zi Ling, concentrate your mind and calm your energy, Qingfeng Nine Dragon Pill, the refining techniques need to be agile, this is your strength."

A gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Wei Ziling was excited.

"It's him!"

Wei Ziling looked at Ye Wushuang in surprise, and Ye Wushuang gave her a look of peace of mind.

Leng Rushuang gave Ye Wushuang a white look. You can calm your mind with just one word! Wei Ziling took a deep breath, flipped his hand skillfully, and the spiritual medicine fell into the alchemy furnace lightly.
Chapter completed!