After a few hours of rest, the final round of the student meeting was finally ushered in.

The fact that the noble son of the Yan clan was abused to death by Sheng Wuyu was like a small pebble thrown into the lake, and there was nothing else except a string of extremely small splashes and a few waves.

Two hours earlier, seeing that the signs of the sun were not obvious, a minister proposed that the location of the student association be changed from the open space in the dense forest in the morning to the courtyard in the Susui Annex.

Although it is only a courtyard, its size is no different from that of a side hall in the imperial city, and it is more than enough to accommodate all the participants.

But for some reason, the emperor, who has always been reasonable in small matters, was particularly stubborn this time, and insisted on waiting for the sun to turn west according to the previous schedule, and then hold it in the same place.

Some ministers tried to continue lobbying the emperor, but they were rarely angered by the emperor.

The ministers who spoke looked at each other and did not dare to say a word more.

As a result, when the sun turned westward, it was two hours later than expected.

The student meeting site is cooler than noon, but compared with the cool and quiet Sushui Courtyard, it is a little hotter.

The clan and the students were very puzzled why the emperor insisted on continuing the student association in this place, and they all complained in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it.

The last session is completely different from the two sessions in the morning.

This time, the emperor came up with the question, and the topic was self-determined, as long as it involved anything related to "learning".

The major clans and students had already sat down in the banquet, and after the surrounding area was completely quiet, the emperor spoke.

"Today, the students of the two universities are gathered here, and the main clan of Yin'an also happens to be there, the last game of this student meeting, why don't we compete like we have never competed in the past?"

The crowd responded.

"This has never been competed before, I wonder if Your Majesty already has an idea?" a student asked as he stood up and saluted.

The emperor smiled loudly and replied: "The first two games are all literary talents, and the next one is not as good as martial arts." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden uproar at the scene.

Xiangyu's ink eyes, which were sitting directly opposite the emperor, flashed darkly.

This well-planned student meeting of the royal family has finally reached the point.

"Your Majesty, it's not that we don't want to compare, it's just that I'm waiting for an ordinary student, who doesn't know either magic or martial arts, how can I fight?" another student got up and asked puzzled.

The emperor said with a gentle attitude: "Guozijian and Yinluo Academy, the two universities have produced many talents, and for hundreds of years, countless talents have been sent to our Yinguo, thousands of students have come out, thousands of students have entered, everyone here is a student, and those who have gone out from the two institutions are also students. ”

"Could it be that in the last round, does Your Majesty want the old students to compete?" Han Zeshui asked.

The emperor nodded and said with a smile, "Not bad." ”

In the first two rounds, the two schools were tied, and in the last round, if you want to decide the winner, you need to have one person each from Guozijian and Yinluo Academy.

These two people either know martial arts or deterrent ghosts.

On the Guozijian side, what is surprising is that the person who took the initiative to appear was Qiu Lingshuang.

However, a student will compete in a small link, why would Qiu Lingshuang, the great god, appear in person?

All with this same question.

A tacit silence began to spread throughout the banquet, and everyone had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Next, it was the turn of Yinluo Academy.

Whether it was the clan of the Xiang clan or the clan of the royal family, including all the students, they all looked at Yin Heng who was standing beside Xiangyu.

Yin Heng sighed inwardly and took the initiative to stand up.

Because of the particularity of the Yin clan itself, everyone in the clan has always been low-key, the patriarch Yin Hou has been silent and forbearant all the year round in the court, and Yin Heng, who is Xiangyu's personal ghost deterrent, is loyal to his duties and never takes advantage of the situation to be arrogant.

Therefore, when Yin Heng stood up, most of the people of the Yin clan sitting at the banquet were naturally more worried than happy.

The emperor, who was sitting at the top of the right side, looked at Yin Heng, who was standing in the center, and nodded with satisfaction: "Today, you are going to open your eyes, and you are lucky enough to witness the duel between the only two hermits in Yin'an. ”

With the word "Qi" coming out of Luo Zi'an, the third round of the competition began.

Qiu Lingshuang and Yin Heng stood face to face, surrounded by various clans and students from the two provinces.

"There are many types of spells in the ghost deterrent technique, you and I might as well just compete with one of them, how about it?" Qiu Lingshuang proposed.

His eyes were sharp under his Danfeng eyes, and he stared at Yin Heng for a moment.

Under Qiu Lingshuang's oppressive gaze, Yin Heng's expression was calm, he smiled without a trace of hesitation: "What does Qiu Gongzi want to compare?"

A cold light flashed in Qiu Lingshuang's eyes, and he spat out in his mouth: "Formation technique." ”

"It just so happened that I developed a new formation a few days ago, and I want to use it to practice and test it today, I don't know what the second son of Yin thinks?"

"Good. Yin Heng accepted it calmly.

He took out the ebony sword from his qi deficiency and frowned his eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

For some reason, he had an indescribable feeling that Qiu Lingshuang seemed to have a special hatred for himself today.

Just as he was wondering, an idea popped into his head.

He remembered the letter of complaint that had been pressed under the old book in his study and had never dared to send it, but was later mistakenly sent into Qiu Yunruo's hands by Mian Li.

Thinking like this, Yin Heng suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but drift to Qiu Yunruo, who was sitting not far away.

Qiu Yunruo, who was eating the chilled fruit, seemed to sense Yin Heng's gaze, and she bit the fruit for a moment, and her head turned over.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

For a moment, both of them were a little embarrassed, and at the same time turned their faces away uncomfortably.

This situation is extremely subtle, and others can't notice it, but it can't escape the eyes of Qiu Lingshuang who is standing opposite Yin.

Qiu Lingshuang's gaze instantly brought a fierce aura.

Almost the moment Yin Heng looked at him, Qiu Lingshuang had already plucked the zither in front of him, and a long string of powerful zither sounds struck directly at Yin Heng.

Yin Heng strode backwards with his right foot, the ebony sword in his hand was blocked in front of his chest, and the entire sword body was filled with a strong white magic light, colliding with the flying magic light of Qiu Lingshuang.

Between the two magic lights canceling each other out, the ebony sword let out a long whining sound.

Yin Heng's figure remained unmoved.

Qiu Lingshuang's fingers stopped on the strings of the zither and paused, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

He slowly lowered his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and the second son of Yin has improved his mana again. ”

Yin Heng smiled modestly: "Accept, there is an enemy in front of you, and you don't dare to be lazy." ”

Qiu Lingshuang's face was as cold as cold, and her eyes became colder and colder.

After a while, he turned his head to look at the sleeping fence standing next to Xiangyu's side, his eyes paused, and he walked towards her.

"Yu Gongzi, the formation made by the lower officials needs to be used as a sacrifice, I don't know if Yu Gongzi can allow it?" Qiu Lingshuang bowed respectfully to Xiangyu and opened his mouth to ask.

Xiangyu Mo looked over lightly, opened his mouth coldly, and asked, "Why do you have to be her?"

"Xiaguan's newly created array needs to rely on the power of the blood of the ancestor of the powerful ghosts. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The Xiang faction reacted particularly violently.

The blood of the ancestor of the powerful ghost is to be used by the Xiang clan to break the curse of the world in the future, and no one dares to covet it.

At the beginning, even if Han Tao, the patriarch of the Han clan, the second largest clan in Yin'an, who had a close relationship with the Xiang clan, wanted to ask for the blood of the ancestor at the boat banquet, it caused a lot of turmoil, and in the end he was blocked back by Xiangyu neither soft nor hard.

Today's Qiu Lingshuang, as a mere noble son of the rival clan, dares to speak out about asking for blood.

The Xiang faction was waiting for Xiangyu to reject him.

I saw Xiangyu's figure sitting casually in the banquet, his eyes intersecting with Qiu Lingshuang, his ink eyes flowing, with the meaning of speculation.

"If you want to borrow, borrow it. Xiangyu finally said.

Xiangyu's answer caused an uproar among the Xiang faction.