The previous silence was just because it was none of his business, but now that he is standing in a different position, Jun Wuxie's approach will also change.

"Ahem, what should we do with this person's body?" Qiao Chu cleared his throat and secretly lit a candle for the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom, he didn't know it, but he knew from Feiyan that the change of imperial power in the Qi Kingdom had a great relationship with Jun Wuxie.

A Qi country, a Tilting Cloud Sect and a Fenghua Academy, Jun Wuxian's "great achievements" are countless, and an emperor of the Yan Kingdom is really not enough for her to play.

Jun Wuxian took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Qiao Chu.

"Sprinkle it on him."

Qiao Chu nodded, Qiao Chu sprinkled the powder in the bottle on Zhao Xun's corpse, but in the blink of an eye, Zhao Xun's corpse was quickly corroded by the white powder little by little, and even the bones could not be avoided, in just a few minutes, a corpse lying on the ground became a pool of blood on the ground, Jun Wuxian poured a basin of water in the room on it, and instantly washed away the only remaining blood stains.

After the matter was almost settled, Hua Yu took a set of Hua Wan Academy costumes from Zhao Xun's room, and the few people left quietly as they came.

When the second morning, when the competition of the Fighting Spirit Conference started again, the disciples of each academy who participated in the competition set off early, and there were three disciples from Huawan Academy who entered this round of the competition, and the three of them were going to wait for Zhao Xun to go to the competition area together, but they waited for a long time and did not see a trace, and they went to knock on Zhao Xun's door and did not respond, they still felt strange, but after thinking about it, when Zhao Xun returned yesterday, he had already made it clear that he would not participate in the competition today, and he thought about who Zhao Xun was fighting today. The teenagers didn't think much of it.

It is estimated that Zhao Xun accepted the prince's invitation and gave up this competition.

They are no stranger to this.

The number of people in the first war zone has been drastically reduced, and compared with the previous crowd and excitement, it seems to be a lot looser, and the teenagers who rushed over early in the morning are warming up and preparing for this round of competition, they have experienced the competition with each other in the past few days, and they are also familiar with each other, and they have begun to talk.

There was a commotion in the martial arts arena, but when a petite figure appeared in front of the gate of the martial arts arena in the first war zone, the entire martial arts arena became silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at the small figure who walked into the martial arts arena.

"What else is she doing here?" Some teenagers looked at Jun Wuxian who slowly walked into the competition arena with disgust, in these rounds of games, Jun Wuxian didn't even have a real battle at all, and he had a bye, which made those teenagers who climbed to this day with a hard fight very dissatisfied.

"Going through the motions? Anyway, you don't need to really go up and fight. ”

"Isn't her opponent today Zhao Xun?"

"But no, I was drinking with Zhao Xun yesterday, Zhao Xun said last night that he wouldn't come today, and I knew with my toes that someone must have stammered with the prince again, so that the prince could not afford to settle the opponent for himself, such a good blessing, we can't afford it." Several teenagers talked with disdain, some envy for Jun Wuxie, and some disdain for her.

In the crowd, Qu Lingyue frowned slightly, looking worriedly at Jun Wuxie, who had already entered the martial arts arena.