(53) Unnamed concessions
The four of them sat in the conference room, ready for battle. It's about to be their game again, although the opponent's strength is less than the previous two academies, but killing chickens with a knife is also a sign of respect for the opponent.
Just then, a familiar aura appeared in the lounge.
An old man sat on the main seat in the lounge, and it was none other than the leading teacher of the Star Emperor Royal Academy and Dean Xinglian, one of the vice presidents of the Star Emperor Royal Academy. This position is also reserved for him.
"Hello Dean. All four of the participants saluted.
"How can Lord Xinglian be in the mood to come over and take a look at them?" Ren Tianling smiled and looked at Xinglian. As the head of the equipment department of the Dragon Society's Star Emperor Headquarters, her status is actually a little higher than that of Xinglian, but the honorific title is a respect for his strength.
Xinglian's eyebrows lowered, as if he was a little lost, but he still said, "Don't forget, this time, your opponent is the Weiming Academy. β
Ren Tianling's mouth opened slightly, and there was no movement. She felt speechless, and she couldn't find anything to make up for it for a while.
"I'm just here to see. Xinglian barely squeezed out a smile, "It's nothing, the existence of the unnamed academy is dispensable to me, after all, it is the alma mater of lovers, so I have to have some respect." β
He said that, but the sense of loss in his tone could not be concealed. He is also a phantom-level powerhouse, and he is also an old man who is nearly 100 years old, so he still doesn't know how to hide his tone? It can be seen that his mood has really been lost to a very low level, and he has not even concealed his tone.
However, no one can be happy about this kind of thing. In Xinglian's own words, that is, he can't even protect his lover, what kind of man is he? This incident hit Xinglian very hard, if he didn't break through the realm, maybe he would be depressed for the rest of his life.
"Well, that's all over. The corners of Xinglian's mouth hooked up a smile, "I have now reached the peak of the high-level illusion level, even if I can't retreat after going to the Heavenly Feather Sect, I can barely save my life." Besides, I have decided that after the academy competition is over, I will go to the Tianyu Sect and bring back the light snow. β
"Then I wish Lord Xinglian success first. Ren Tianling said with a smile.
Xinglian nodded, and then said, "In this scene, let the spirit fall." The strength of the unknown can only be ranked at the lower middle level in this big competition, and if they hadn't met an even weaker academy than them in the first two games, they might have been eliminated long ago. It's almost time for the most critical game, and Lingluo and Tianxiang need such an academy to sharpen their knives if they want to enter the battle state as soon as possible. β
"Yes, Dean. Lingluo replied, her eyes flashing with the will to fight.
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"Please bring players from both sides on the field. β
Lingluo stood up, his gaze was firm, and the battle intent had filled the entire lounge. She has a strong fighting spirit, and no one believes that she hasn't experienced many battles.
"Lingluo, only use the ice element, and leave the rest for the back. Xinglian reminded.
"Yes. β
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Lingluo stepped into the ring, her right hand gripping the staff so tightly that her fingers were already white. She bit her lip tightly, and in her eyes was confidence in victory.
However, the players from the unnamed academy did not come up.
The referee was a little impatient, and it had been five minutes since he reminded him, and the unnamed players were still so calm that they couldn't breathe.
"Please invite the players of the unnamed academy to come to the stage! If you don't show up within 10 seconds, you will be considered a waiver! 10, 9 ......"
"Wait!"
A middle-aged man stepped out of the unnamed lounge. One of his robes was blown by the wind, revealing the two swords behind him. Inside the robe was a gray power suit, which made him very capable.
According to all the information of Xuanyuan Liuli, this middle-aged man is the leading teacher of the unnamed academy team this time, the saint-level junior powerhouse, Zhong Wuli.
Zhong Wuli slowly walked into the ring, bowed deeply towards the common room of the Star Emperor Royal Academy, and then said, "Lord Star Lotus, I have come to thank you at the behest of the dean of our academy. β
Xinglian in the lounge tilted her head, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.
"Lord Xinglian, we know a lot of things. Zhong Wuli's expression was very sincere, "Because of that incident back then, His Majesty took this matter out of our academy and has been suppressing us. β
His words are very sensitive, although the Star Emperor has developed the national style, even the common people can talk about state affairs. However, there are some things that can't be put on the table, so here, Zhong Wuli used Qianli Transmission.
"We also know that you have been helping us with your old feelings, so that the unnamed academy will not collapse. β
Xinglian chuckled and stood up. He flickered, and the next moment he appeared in the ring.
"So what?" Xinglian tilted her head, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile.
At the same time, on the rostrum.
The chief referee of the adjudication committee who watched this game was Qiu Han Yi Lao, the Pavilion Master of the Yueyi Pavilion, and Mengxi, the Sect Master of the Tianyu Sect, and the two of them naturally wanted to see the strength of the Star Emperor First Academy, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen.
"That Xinglian, is Qianxue's sweetheart?" Qiu Han Yi Lao raised his eyebrows lightly and asked seemingly casually.
"Hmm. Mengxi pursed her lips tightly, and there seemed to be some loss in her eyes, "I think, after this college competition, I should talk to him about it." β
"I heard that he successfully advanced a few days ago, from the peak of the god level, to the peak of the phantom level, this kind of talent, it's a pity that it's not in my Yueyi, otherwise ......" Qiu Han Yi Lao smiled and said, "Otherwise, under the guidance of the Venerable, maybe he can rank among the top few in the Hall of Elders." β
"Such a high evaluation, is this Xinglian really so powerful?"
"The only person in this world who has changed his illusion can constantly leapfrog the ranks, and if there is a better teaching, I think he can reach that height. Also, you might be able to get a glimpse of the nature of the world. Qiu Han Yi Lao smiled and said lightly.
"Why don't I go talk to Xingheng?" Mengxi asked, "Let Blood Without a Trace teach him something, and I will also do something to compensate him?"
Qiu Han Yi Lao glanced at Mengxi and said, "Compensate him? No one is there, do you think he will accept it? Besides, do you dare to reunite the two of them? She is your successor." β
Mengxi smiled self-deprecatingly: "Naturally I don't dare." β
"Keep watching, I always feel that everyone who dreams of them is in trouble. β
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"Therefore, all the participating members of our unnamed academy decided to abstain from this game. β
"Oh?" Xinglian tilted her head.
"That's right, with our strength, we're lucky enough to make it to the round of sixty-four, and we won't be able to beat you. So, we abstain. β
"Hmph!" Xinglian snorted coldly, turned around and left, "Then you should abstain, I really misjudged you! Lingluo, go back." β
Zhong Wuli looked at Xinglian's departing back and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that they disappointed Xinglian.
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