At this moment, a slender young man walked over. I saw that he was about twenty years old, with a carved face with distinct features, and an angular face that was unusually handsome. It looks like a bohemian on the outside, but it exudes a compelling heroic aura all over his body. There was a very ordinary long sword behind his back, and he was dressed in plain clothes.

"Brother Guo. Fei Le Gongzi sat in his seat, turned to him and arched his hand to greet him. This person is the third-ranked sword prince among the eight princes, Guo Jie.

"Brother Feile. The sword boy bowed to him in return, sat down in his seat and stopped talking.

As if sensing something going on behind them, everyone turned their heads away. I saw a tall old man in black walking slowly from the sidelines, followed by two officials who looked like eunuchs. He was wearing a black robe with gold and rolling dragons, three-inch official boots on his feet, and some slight mustaches on his chin.

"I've seen Master Dong!" everyone stood up and saluted him.

"I'm here today as an individual, so you don't have to be polite. Dong Zhongshu waved his hand slightly and said to everyone. In the court, he is the master above 10,000 people under one person. He also presided over the book and sword discussion conference on behalf of Emperor Wu, so everyone had to salute when they saw him. But if it is only according to his personal status, he is only a senior of the Confucian Academy, and people from other colleges do not need to salute when they see him.

Seeing the Taishi coming in person, everyone wondered unusually: this is only the third round of the competition, who can attract him to watch the battle? He is the Taishi and the principal, and under normal circumstances, it will only appear at the opening and finals. The appearance of this big man, those onlookers and elite disciples faintly felt a little unreasonable in their hearts.

As for the Haoyue Sword Sect's viewing position. Only Mei Yifu and Mei Qingxue, as well as a few other miscellaneous disciples who supported Li Changsheng, came. It seems quite deserted, and it can't be compared to the momentum of other colleges.

On the left side of the sword platform. Li Changsheng has arrived. Although he knew a few of the sons who came, he could only pretend not to see them now. Next to him was his friend Yunyan Zhao Gang. Li Fei and the big fat man Fan Shao, they are all here to cheer him on.

"Brother Li, there are only a few people from your sect who have come to watch your battle, do you feel uncomfortable. Fan Shao said with a smile. Almost all the people from the other faculties were present, including the dean. And the Haoyue Sword Sect where Li Changsheng was located, only a few people came. Li Changsheng's game and the third young master's game were held at the same time, and the people from the Haoyue Sword Sect all went to the third young master's side.

"I'm not a big disciple of the sect, so why should I expect others to pay attention to me? It's enough for me to have your friends coming. Li Changsheng said lightly. Although he said that he didn't care, he couldn't help but show a hint of loneliness in his eyes. Since entering the Haoyue Sword Sect, he has spent most of his time in the sect. For the sect, he still has a sense of belonging. The upper echelons of the sect didn't pay attention to him, and of course they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

However, when he saw Yunyan Zhao Gang and others, a warm current surged in his heart, and the love of friendship made him feel warm. Turning his head to look at the seat of the Eight Great Princes, he found that Fei Le Gongzi and Tian Gongzi were also there. This sword platform did not have the battle of their academy disciples. Presumably they are here for themselves. Whatever their purpose, it is ultimately better to focus than to ignore them.

"I said Brother Fan, your senior brother is competing on another stage, and you don't go to cheer for him. On the contrary, come here, it is righteous enough!" Li Fei said to Fan Shao with a smile.

"That guy is a pervert and you don't have to look to know he's going to win. Fan Shao said.

"Do you think Senior Brother Li is weaker than your Senior Brother when you say that?" Han Dong said jokingly.

"Misunderstanding. Brother Li, I didn't mean that at all. Fan Shao hurriedly explained to Li Changsheng.

"Even if you really think so. I wouldn't mind either. Li Changsheng smiled and said. He hasn't shown his strength yet, and certainly can't compare to my unapologetic influence.

That's when it happened. An official of the Hanlin Academy stepped onto the sword platform. Looking at the hourglass in the stands, he announced to the people in the audience: "The time has come, and the second group of the third round of this Sword Discussion Conference has officially begun. The two contestants in this game are Li Lin of the Military Academy and Li Changsheng of the Haoyue Sword Sect. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the audience fell silent. In everyone's eyes, Li Changsheng and another young man flew onto the sword platform. There were five sons and four sect masters under the sword stage, and Dong Zhongshu, the first person in the Han Dynasty, all watching this battle, although Li Changsheng didn't feel nervous, he still couldn't help but have some strange feelings.

"Haoyue Sword Sect Li Changsheng, please advise Senior Brother. Li Changsheng arched his hand to his opponent and said. As a disciple of the organizer of the conference, Li Changsheng must have sufficient etiquette in every battle.

"Li Ling of the Bingjia Academy, please advise. Li Ling said, the etiquette is very good. "I've also heard of the two battles in front of you, what you're good at is the magic power of our military academy, I don't know which general or prince has some guidance for you. Li Changsheng had cultivated to the pinnacle without entering the academy, and he felt a little strange.

"I did it all on my own, and I didn't have anyone to guide me. Li Changsheng told the truth.

"It seems that Your Excellency is indeed amazingly talented. Li Ling frowned. Self-cultivation has been cultivated to the pinnacle of lifting, so wouldn't these orthodox people who came out of the academy seem a bit of a waste in front of him?" I hope you don't disappoint me. ”

"Please. Li Changsheng stopped speaking, and slowly pulled out the Spirit Snake Sword from behind him.

Li Ling stretched out his hands and took out a long black cloth bag from his back, and the black cloth on it was pulled, revealing a silver shining weapon. At first glance, it looked like two pieces, but Li Ling had quickly connected the two pieces together, and it became a silver gun. The scholars of the Military Academy pay attention to refining their bodies, and most of them use weapons that have grown up, which is convenient for fighting on the battlefield.

The silver gun lit up and said, "Please." ”

The soldiers are supernatural, and the sound is attacking the west!

Li Changsheng's figure flickered, and he had already conjured up six people who were exactly the same as himself. Attack enemies from different directions to lure them into revealing their flaws. This supernatural power can be attacked and defended, and it also has a tentative effect on enemies with unknown strength.

The green dragon swings its tail!

The silver spear in Li Ling's hand twisted, and a majestic cyan scholarly aura was stimulated, and it turned into a huge green dragon phantom. With a fierce swing, Qinglong actually broke up all of Li Changsheng's fake bodies.

Li Changsheng was shocked in his heart, it seemed that his understanding of the Military Academy was still in the initial stage. (To be continued......)