Diling College, Shilipo.

Diling Academy's first round against Lingxi Academy, the original game time of one stick of incense, Diling Academy only used half a stick of incense to end, facing an opponent whose cultivation level was much higher, the five people of Lingxi Academy were almost beaten to the point that there was no room to fight back.

At the scene of the competition, Xingluo looked at the pair of senior brothers and sisters in the morning again, it turned out that they were all from the Kongming Academy, except for the two of them, the rest of the disciples of the Kongming Academy who participated in the competition also broke through the fifth-level Yuan Ling.

The opponent in the first round of the Kongming Academy was from Wenyu Academy, and Xingluo wanted to see the performance of the pair of brothers and sisters, so he decided to stay outside the arena for a while.

After the two sides came to the stage to salute, the referee came to the center of the ring, and after clearing his throat, he began to announce the cultivation and age of the participating disciples on both sides, Allure was the only girl among the ten, and as soon as she came on stage, the eyes of several participating disciples on the other side began to roll on her.

"Little beauty, are you in the wrong place, this kind of competition, just let the male disciples of your academy come, what kind of fun is it for a girl to come here, the sword is ruthless, it is not appropriate to bump and touch it for a while." A young man named Jian Ming laughed maliciously.

Allure twisted his slender neck and said, "Less nonsense!" Don't show mercy for a while. ”

"Ouch, the little girl is quite capable, don't cry all over the ground and look for her mother later...... Hahaha!! ”

"You should be the one who should be looking for your mother!" Allure said with a slight frown.

Jian Ming wanted to say something more, but Feng Ji on the side couldn't help it anymore, he pulled out his sword and came to Jian Ming with an arrow, and shouted: "If you say anything more, I will never spare it!" ”

"It's up to you..."Jian Ming was about to attack, and the referee teacher had already read the cultivation of everyone in the Kongming Academy, "...... Allure of Kongming Academy, 14 years old, cultivated to the fifth level of the Yuan Spirit...... Feng Ji of Kongming Academy, 15 years old, cultivated to the sixth level of the Yuan Ling ......"

"What, you have a fifth-level Yuan spiritual cultivation?" Jian Ming, who was still proud just now, was instantly surprised, and everyone present heard it clearly, when the referee teacher reported his name and cultivation just now, he said, "Wen Yu Academy Jian Ming, 15 years old, cultivated to the fourth level of Yuan Ling. ”

Allure raised his head and glanced at the other party and said, "That's right, the fifth-level Yuan Spirit Sword Saint Allure, please give me advice!" ”

With the referee's order, Allure raised his sword and attacked Jian Ming on the opposite side, her speed was very fast, in the blink of an eye, the sword blade was close to Jian Ming's eyes, Jian Ming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly took a few steps back to dodge, he is also a sword master, since he learned swords at the age of 7, he has successively passed the assessment of swordsman, sword master and sword master, after dodging the first round of attack, Jian Ming jumped over the top of Allure's head, and then tried to launch a counterattack against the opponent from behind.

Just when Jian Ming's sword was about to touch Allure's clothes, Allure's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Jian Ming's eyes, and when he came back to his senses, Allure had already appeared on his side, and with a sword shadow crossing, Jian Ming clearly felt that his right arm was hit by the opponent's sword.

"What a speed!" Jian Ming shouted, at this time, Allure did not give the opponent a chance to breathe, after hitting Jian Ming's right arm, she turned the hilt of the sword to move the sword behind the opponent, and then used the sword surface to continuously hit Jian Ming in the back, she used the hilt of the sword to knock Jian Ming directly out of the competition field.

The whole process was done in one go, without the slightest feeling of dragging mud and water, seeing Jian Ming, who was defeated by Allure, there were bursts of cheers at the scene, and Jian Ming, who was shameless in the face of everyone, left the arena without waiting for the end of the game.

Xingluo, who was outside the court, couldn't help but applaud Allure, if it weren't for the cultivation restrictions, Allure's swordsmanship level would have even surpassed An Yuxuan.

After all the matches in the first round were over, the time was close to noon, and as soon as Xingluo walked out of Shilipo, he saw Zhong Wuyan and Hua Wuya standing in the maple forest.

Xingluo didn't want to see Zhong Wuyan, and without waiting for the other party to speak, Xingluo turned around and was about to leave.

"Xiao Luo, wait." Zhong Wuyan hurriedly shouted.

Xingluo ignored her and continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard, Zhong Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and walked up quickly to take his hand.

"Please don't call me Xiao Luo, these two words come out of your mouth and make me uncomfortable to hear." Xingluo said lightly.

"Since you don't like me to call you like this, then I'll call you junior brother, junior brother, I'm wondering, is there any misunderstanding between us?" Zhong Wuyan said slowly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Wuya behind her was startled, "Master, what do you call him?" Little junior brother? ”

Zhong Wuyan glanced at his disciple with his spare eyes, and said lightly: "He is the only son of your ancestor Mo Huaiyu, and he is naturally my junior brother according to his generation." ”

"But I heard that the child of the ancestor was captured by the Thousand Shadows seven years ago, and this child is ......."

Zhong Wuyan didn't answer again, she suddenly realized that she had not easily revealed Xingluo's identity.

Hua Wuya was also stunned, he couldn't imagine that in this small Diling Academy, there was still a prince of the Thousand Spirit Clan.

Xingluo glanced at Zhong Wuyan indifferently, and still said lightly: "I'll leave first if there's nothing to do, Senior Brother Wuya, invite your master back to Jialan Academy for me!" ”

"Xiao Luo, don't leave first...... Zhong Wuyan said, when she wanted to pull Xingluo's hand again, Xingluo made a backhand and pushed the defenseless Zhong Wuyan directly to the ground.

Seeing this, Hua Wuya immediately rushed up to fight with Xingluo, although he was grateful to Xingluo for telling him Zhong Wuyan's whereabouts, but seeing that his master was insulted, he still couldn't help but want to teach this rude child a lesson.

"Little junior brother, quickly apologize to my master, otherwise I will blame me for being unkind to you." Hua Wuya pulled out his sword and stopped between the two and said.

"Boundless, stop! You can't ......" Before Zhong Wuyan could stop it, Xingluo had already taken the lead in making a move towards Hua Wuya, "A mere tenth-level Yuan Spirit Sword Saint, what qualifications do you have to be unkind to me!" Xingluo said coldly.

Hua Wuya was stunned, he didn't even have time to react, he found that his movements were completely restricted, and that suppression actually came from the boy who was less than eight years old next to him.

"You...... What exactly have you done to me? Hua Wuya struggled hard.

Xingluo lowered his head and walked slowly in front of Hua Wuya, "This is the mind control technique I just comprehended, just right, I took you to a test!" ”

"Control? Mind control? Hua Wuya was dumbfounded, it was the first time he had heard of this kind of skill when he was so big.

"I forgot to tell you, my cultivation is a twelfth-level primordial spirit, and with your tenth-level primordial spirit cultivation, it is basically impossible to escape my shackles." Xingluo continued.

"Twelfth level primordial spirit? That's impossible!! You're only seven or eight years old, how can you have a twelve-level Yuan spiritual cultivation? Hua Wuya exclaimed, but he was surprised, now he was indeed completely controlled by Xingluo's skills and couldn't move.

Also surprised was Zhong Wuyan, who was half-lying on the ground, Mo Huaiyu had never told her that Xingluo's cultivation had already exceeded the ordinary number of times.

Just as Xingluo was about to dry the two of them in the maple forest and leave, a voice suddenly came from far and near, "Xingluo, what are you doing?" ”

The voice is deep and deep.

Xingluo's first reaction was Mo Wanchen, and sure enough, with a flick of his fingers, a lead-white portal appeared in front of the three of them, and Mo Wanchen, who was wearing a white robe, slowly walked out of the portal.

Zhong Wuyan recognized Mo Wanchen at a glance, so he hurriedly got up and knelt down to salute: "Wuyan pays a visit to Prince Wanchen." ”

Mo Wanchen glanced at Hua Wuya, and then waved his hand to lift Xingluo's restrictions on his movements.

"Get up, since you are a disciple of Huai Yu, call me a master according to your seniority!" Mo Wanchen said lightly to Zhong Wuyan.

"Yes! Uncle! ”

Hua Wuya on the side was a little dumbfounded, he never thought that Mo Wanchen, who was the chief teacher of Jialan Academy, would appear in Diling Academy at this moment, "Goodbye...... Meet the Prince of Wanchen......" he hurriedly knelt down.

Mo Wanchen didn't speak, just raised his hand and motioned for Hua Wuya to get up.

At this time, Xingluo's palms were already full of beads of sweat, and when Hua Wuya got up, he slowly saluted Mo Wanchen, "Meet uncle." ”

"What were you doing?" Mo Wanchen asked in a deep voice.

Xingluo lowered his head and played with his fingers, and it took a long time before he whispered, "I was sparring with Senior Brother Wuya just now." ”

Mo Wanchen's face was gloomy, "Sparring? But I don't think it looks like it? ”

"If you don't say it's like it, it's not like it, anyway, you're the biggest here, and whatever you say is what." Xingluo muttered in a voice that was almost only audible to him.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Wanchen frowned, he was obviously very dissatisfied with Xingluo's attitude.

Hua Wuya glanced down at Xingluo, just now, this boy gave him a big surprise, if the cultivation of Wu Song is already a miracle, then the cultivation of this boy in front of him is more like a god-like existence.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but defend Xingluo: "Prince Wanchen is angry, I was indeed sparring with Senior Brother Xingluo just now, and I blame my skills for not being as good as others, so I will lose to him......"

"Did I ask you?" Mo Wanchen rebuked coldly. In Jialan for three years, Hua Wuya has seen Mo Wanchen's temper with his own eyes, and when Mo Wanchen said this, Hua Wuya no longer dared to speak.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Xingluo simply raised his head and directly admitted his mistake, "Uncle, you punish me, I know it's wrong." ”

"Do you know what you're doing wrong?" Mo Wanchen said.

"I know that I shouldn't reveal my true cultivation in front of outsiders."

Mo Wanchen puffed out his eyes and glared at Xingluo, that look seemed to want to swallow him alive, "Have you ever known the consequences of doing this??" If you knew today that it was not the two of you who were cultivating, but the Thousand Shadows, would you think you would still be alive? ”

Xingluo was frightened by Mo Wanchen's appearance, he had never seen Mo Wanchen get so angry in such a long time.

After saying that, Mo Wanchen gasped and turned around to stop looking at Xingluo, and after a long pause, he lowered his tone again.

"I really should punish you well, from the day you officially apprenticed to me, I told you that unless you used the disguise technique, or your life is threatened, at any time, you should not let anyone know your true cultivation, and do not easily reveal your skills in front of others, have you completely forgotten my words today?"

Hearing Mo Wanchen's words, Xingluo also looked aggrieved, "I admit that I was impulsive just now, but I just don't want that woman to be by my father's side every day, she wants to replace her mother's position in her father's heart, and there is no door!" ”

Mo Wanchen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Xingluo to have a dispute with the two because of this, "This is a matter between adults, what are you a little child blindly mixed with, no matter what, Zhong Wuyan is your father's disciple, unless your father personally expels her from the master's door, otherwise, the master-apprentice relationship between them will always exist, as for other feelings, it is also your father's own business!" ”