Although there are many geniuses in the major academies, there are very few geniuses who have cultivated their own military powers. Although there are also strong people in the Military Academy, they are basically famous families, and there is no possibility of recruitment. And Li Changsheng was born outside the court and did not have any background. Seeing Li Changsheng, Fei Le Gongzi seemed to see another Changping Hou.

Changping Hou Weiqing was born in Manu, and was later recruited by the first son of the Han Dynasty, which is now Emperor Wu, and made great contributions to him in the battle for power. And later, he went to guard the border pass to ensure that the Han border pass was not lost. It can be said that he is the pillar of the Han Empire and the right and left hand of Emperor Wu. People like him are mentally strong and basically do not rebel.

"Can Li Changsheng win them?" Ji Fan had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"It's only a little bit funny when he loses, but if he wins, it's so much fun. Fei Le Gongzi said lightly.

"It is estimated that the disease-free boy will also go to watch the game this time. Fei Le Gongzi frowned and said, "Last time he heard that Li Changsheng would have military powers, he became interested. Moreover, his opponent Li Ling is the senior brother of the Military Academy, and it is unreasonable for a sick son not to watch the battle. ”

This time, you can't let him take the lead, Changping Hou and the two uncles and nephews of the disease-free son are all bull tempers. If he let him instill some thoughts in Li Changsheng, it would be difficult for him to take Li Changsheng for his own use, Fei Le Gongzi thought in his heart.

"There are actually two sons who went to watch his game, this Li Changsheng has a big face. Ji Fan said with a smile.

"Do you think he won't go?" Fei Le Gongzi shook his fan and said lightly.

"Prince, will you go too?" Ji Fan was shocked.

"On this person. I guess there are some secrets that we don't know yet. Otherwise, he would not have attached so much importance to Li Changsheng. Fei Le Gongzi said. Last time, Li Changsheng was invited by the crown prince. But he quit halfway without even seeing his face, which can be regarded as very rude. However, the crown prince did not care at all.

Fei Le Gongzi knew his eldest brother too well, if the others were so rude, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago. However, until now, Li Changsheng is here, as if there is no such thing.

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On the second day, the third round of the book and sword discussion conference officially began.

There are a total of ten sword platforms in the Sword Fortress, and each of the five groups can use two. First up was the first round, with four out of eight eliminated. This round will be all done today, with the remaining four. The game will resume after five days. The further you go, the more intense the battle becomes, so the rest time is longer.

At this time, the front of the sword platform of the second group where Li Changsheng was located was already crowded with people. The big disciples of the five academy sects were all in this group, so basically all the people from the forces they were in came to watch the battle. Before the game even started, the scene was very enthusiastic. Under the sword stage, several luxurious chairs have been placed. That's for the strong who watch the battle.

"Go sick, you really came. Fei Le Gongzi shook the folding fan in his hand and said to the sick boy with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to come before me. The disease-free boy was slightly surprised, "It seems that you have a friendship with this Brother Li." It's deeper than I thought. At this time, there was a slight jealousy in his heart. Li Changsheng is so accomplished in poetry, why didn't he get to know him earlier. Let Fei Le Gongzi take the lead.

You must know that Fei Le Gongzi is also the identity of the second prince, if Li Changsheng, a wonderful person, is caught in the party struggle. It was a blasphemy against his poetic talent. In the heart of the disease-free son, a person with a talent for poetry. It's basically all ethereal.

"Let's go, let's sit together and wait for the game to start. Today's battle of Li Changsheng is destined to be very exciting, because his opponent is Li Ling, the eldest disciple of your Soldier Academy. Fei Le Gongzi said with a smile.

"It's really interesting, both of them use military powers, and they both have the surname Li. The innocent boy said.

"Then let me ask you, which of the two of them do you really want to win?" asked Fei Le Gongzi.

"This question...... To be honest, I really didn't think about it. Although Li Changsheng uses the Soldier's Divine Power, he is not an official disciple of the Soldier's Academy after all, but I definitely don't want him to lose. The innocent boy said.

"You don't want him to lose, you want your senior disciple of the Military Academy to lose?" Fei Le Gongzi said. Although his words were a joke, they inadvertently revealed a kind of sharpness.

"My hope, useful?" said the disease-free boy lightly. The words of the sick man are like a ball of cotton, and he is not stressed at all.

"Let's go, we have seats in front. Fei Le Gongzi said without changing his face. The conversation they had just now was just a casual confrontation, not really a grudge. The relationship between the two sons cannot be said to be true friends, but they are not enemies either. The only thing that binds them together, and makes them sometimes have to pretend to meet, is the faint blood relationship.

The Eight Great Princes still have some privileges, and they watch the battle under the sword platform. In addition to the sect masters and deans of the major sword sect academies who came to watch, they would also prepare seats for them.

The two of them walked to the bottom of a sword platform, which they had already learned that Li Changsheng would appear on it later. When the two of them walked to the bottom of the stage, they saw a row of seats, and there were five seats in this row. It is covered with dark yellow satin, and the pattern on the satin is the mythical beast Pixiu. It is the seat prepared for the Eight Great Princes.

There are actually five of them! Five of the Eight Great Princes are going to come to watch? Fei Le Gongzi's expression froze, but in an instant, his brows soothed. Because he's figured out it's the five who are coming. In addition to him and Huo Quai, Liu Ling, the son of Wudao, Guo Jie, the son of the sword, and Liu Er, the son of heaven, all came.

Among the players in this group, Bai Wuji is the eldest disciple of the Haotian Sword Sect, so the sword boy Guo Xie will also come to watch the battle. And Zhang Normal is the eldest disciple of the Taoist Academy, and he will come to the public and private, and the sons of the Daoist will come. Coming to watch the battle of the eldest disciples of this sect is a manifestation of drinking water and thinking about the source without forgetting the original for the eight great princes.

The two matches that will be held on this sword platform are Li Changsheng vs. Li Ling, and Bai Wuji vs. Zhang Normal.

In front of the five seats, there was a row of more luxurious seats, presumably for those sect masters, deans. Their cultivation has already reached the level of saints and sword saints. That's why their seats are so high that they are unreachable. On the magnificent golden brocade, there are eight golden dragons embroidered, only one less than Emperor Wu. (To be continued......)