Of course, Wang Qianjin has something to do with the plan, and it is also the most important link in the whole thing, and it is the fuse that detonates the situation.

Of course, Yan Hua would not say these things.

He is now recuperating in the battle for a seat at the headquarters of the Adjudication Academy, and has nothing to do with Wang Qianjin's disappearance.

"Excuse me, is Lord Yan here?"

Yan Hua had just finished today's routine exercise and was sitting in the gazebo in the courtyard to rest, when a figure wearing the uniform of the adjudication court suddenly appeared outside the courtyard and shouted.

"Huh?"

Yan Hua was slightly puzzled in his heart, but he still stood up and walked out, came to the member of the adjudication court, and said in a calm tone: "I am Yan Hua, may I ask you something?"

When the adjudicator saw Yan Hua, his eyes turned around on the other party's face, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and took out an envelope from his arms and handed it over with both hands.

"Lord Yan, this is a letter to you."

Yan Hua was accustomed to this kind of look, and directly reached out to take the envelope in the other party's hand, and while looking at the envelope without any signature on the surface, he asked without raising his head, "Who asked you to send this letter to me?" ”

“......”

No one responded.

Yan Hua raised his head, only to find that the member of the adjudication court who sent the letter before had left.

"Huh?"

Yan Hua pinched the envelope in his hand, his brows couldn't help frowning, and after thinking for a while, he decided to open it and take a look.

The envelope was thin, and there was only one folded piece of stationery inside.

Unfold the letterhead, and the message on it is extraordinarily short - ten o'clock, training ground.

"What is this? Afternoon? But tomorrow is the battle for the seat, so can't the guy who wrote this letter wait? ”

Yan Hua looked at the six clueless words on the paper, and secretly pursed his lips, wanting to throw away the letter.

But after thinking about it, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself, "Anyway, it's okay to go and see." ”

......

Naturally, there is a training ground at the headquarters of the Adjudication Yuan, where people conduct combat training almost 24 hours a day, and it is a very popular place.

Yan Hua didn't have much effort to find the location of the training ground, but he stopped outside the training ground.

Because it's so quiet!

Only Yan Hua stood alone outside the huge training ground, which was completely different from the training ground described by the previous member of the adjudication court.

If he hadn't looked up and could see the three big words "Training Ground" written on the door, Yan Hua would have thought that he was lost again.

"Cloud Bell."

Yan Hua looked at the closed door in front of him and shouted in his consciousness.

Yun Ling instantly understood what Yan Hua meant, and an invisible spiritual fluctuation instantly swept through the door towards the inside of the training room.

After a few seconds, he replied in his consciousness: "There is only one person." ”

Yan Hua nodded secretly, pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a tall figure standing in the center of the training ground with his back to the direction of the gate, wearing a white and gold uniform of the Adjudicator House, and a "six" on the back!

The sixth seat of the adjudication court - Zhao Jianming!

Zhao Jianming heard the sound behind him, turned around to reveal a handsome face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looked at Yan Hua who was walking slowly, nodded, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"You're cautious, it's a good habit."

Although it is a compliment, the voice is like a symphony of gold and iron, with a hidden smell of slaughter.

Yan Hua glanced at the long sword held in Zhao Jianming's arms, his eyes stayed on the other party's slightly pale sideburns for a while, stood more than ten meters away from the other party, and bowed and said, "Junior Yan Hua, I have seen Senior Zhao." ”

Super Cambrian biotechnology was well developed, and the average life expectancy far exceeded the average before the Dark Ages, while the life expectancy of the superpowered was much longer.

Although Zhao Jianming looks about the same age as Yan Hua, judging from the other party's hair, he is definitely far older than Chen Shui.

Moreover, the other party is the sixth seat of the adjudication court, and it is not abrupt to say that the seniors are called.

Zhao Jianming looked at the respectful look on Yan Hua's face, but his eyes gradually cooled, and he asked, "You defeated Liu Shixin?" ”

Yan Hua didn't seem to notice the coldness in the other party's eyes, and replied calmly: "Yes." ”

Zhao Jianming asked again, "How many stars are you now?" ”

Yan Hua frowned secretly, but still replied, "Five stars." ”

Zhao Jianming nodded, slowly let go of his hands, held the long sword in his arms in his right hand, and put his left hand on the hilt of the sword, and said coldly: "I only say it once, give up the seventh seat and withdraw from this seat battle." ”

"Why?"

Although Yan Hua had guessed that the visitor was not good, he couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Jianming, as the sixth seat, should not fancy him as the seventh seat no matter what, and the request for him to withdraw from the battle for the seat is also very strange.

His status as the seventh seat was gained by defeating Liu Shixin, and he could only be replaced by someone else if he lost the battle.

If you do withdraw from the battle, how can you give up the seventh seat?

“......”

Zhao Jianming didn't answer, his left hand moved slightly, and a long sword with a dark green body jumped into the palm of his hand.

Yan Hua saw that Zhao Jianming had the intention of doing it directly, and his tone suddenly became solemn: "Senior, I just want a reason." ”

Zhao Jianming raised his long sword slightly, looked directly into Yan Hua's eyes, and said lightly: "This is my reason." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jianming's figure disappeared in an instant, appearing in front of Yan Hua like a ghost.

A sword stabbed into Yan Hua's chest.

Zhao Jianming really didn't have any meaning to explain, and he didn't have the slightest reservation when he made a move!

Yan Hua instantly entered the state of extreme intention, his feet did not leave the ground, and the whole person turned sideways as if he was slipping past Zhao Jianming's sword, and then raised his right hand, and his tightly clasped index finger shot out.

While!

The nails flicked against the spine of the longsword with a crisp crashing sound.

The huge force struck, but the long sword in Zhao Jianming's hand was as motionless as a mountain, turning from a straight stab to a slash.

Extreme Intention brought Yan Hua's fighting instinct to the extreme.

As early as the moment he came into contact with the long sword, Yan Hua flew back with the help of the anti-shock force, and happened to let go of Zhao Jianming's sword blade.

With a sword slashing into the air, Zhao Jianming's expression remained unchanged, and the soles of his feet slammed into the air and rushed over again.

At the same time, with a movement of his wrist, the sword blade pointed directly at Yan Hua's throat.

Yan Hua raised his head, dodging the edge of the long sword by a fraction of a second, and then raised his right leg and kicked between the opponent's legs.

Bang!

A muffled sound came, and Zhao Jianming blocked Yan Hua's sneak attack with his scabbard, and the long sword in his left hand slashed at Yan Hua's shoulder from top to bottom.

Yan Hua missed the blow, his toes slammed on the scabbard, and he was ready to use his strength to retreat again.

Zhao Jianming's eyes moved, and the speed of the long sword in his hand suddenly skyrocketed, turning into an afterimage entwined with dark green mist.

Yan Hua snorted, stepped on his left foot, forcibly stopped the retreat, sideways let go of the sword, and then punched Zhao Jianming's chest.

Blindly retreating and dodging is never a long-term solution, he intends to attack and defend, relying on his speed beyond the sound to fight the victory.

"Ugh."

Just as he was about to touch Zhao Jianming's body, Yan Hua suddenly had a sweet throat and spit out a mouthful of blood without warning.

Restrained by transformation, Yan Hua's eyes regained focus and exited the limit state.

And this punch also lost its strength in an instant, and was easily dodged by Zhao Jianming.

"What's going on?"

Yan Hua stumbled forward a few steps before he stabilized his figure, turned his head to look at Zhao Jianming, who was standing with a sword in front of him, and asked.

Zhao Jianming slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and Yan Hua realized that this dark green long sword was actually transparent!

It was not the stealth of the swift camouflage dagger on Bai Qi's side, but like green glass, through the long sword, you could clearly see the scene behind the sword.

And this transparent long sword seems to be hollow, and the inside reflects the sparkling water like a liquid.

No! This sword is hollow! The liquid inside those swords is also real!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Hua's mind, and he immediately understood.

Zhao Jianming looked at Yan Hua, who had a look of sudden enlightenment, and said, "Although my swordsmanship is good, my ability is actually poison and medicine.

It was a medicine sword just now, and it has already cleared all the dark wounds accumulated in your body. ”

Yan Hua stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest, and sure enough, he found that after spitting out the mouthful of blood, his breathing was much smoother, and even his body was a lot easier, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of joy.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Jianming shook his head and said, "Although I helped you clean up the dark injury, you don't have to thank me, it's just for the sake of my colleagues."

And if I don't help you get back to your best, my next actions are meaningless. ”

After saying that, the long sword in his hand flicked away, and the dark green sword body instantly turned crimson, "This is a poisonous sword, you will die if you touch it."

If your combat power is still only at the level you just had, I'm afraid you have to be careful. ”

The joy in Yan Hua's eyes instantly dissipated, and was replaced by deep jealousy and vigilance, because he could feel that Zhao Jianming was not joking.

But it also made him even more confused.

There was silence on the training ground.

Zhao Jianming raised the scarlet long sword in his hand again, pointed at Yan Hua and said, "Now, tell me your choice." ”

Yan Hua's eyes suddenly calmed down, "I won't withdraw from this battle, and I won't give up the seventh seat." ”

When Zhao Jianming heard this, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he slowly spoke: "Since this is the case, then you should die." ”

Rumble!

The ground under Zhao Jianming's feet shattered, and a scarlet afterimage streaked through the air, bringing a strong gust of wind pressure towards Yan Hua.

Yan Hua looked at the menacing Zhao Jianming with a calm expression, and stood motionless in place until he was pierced through the head by the long sword that killed him at the touch.

The whole world was silent.

The long sword in Zhao Jianming's hand did not tremble in the slightest, and stood quietly in front of Yan Hua, staring directly at the indifferent eyes.