"Are you locked in again! Tell you, there is something delicious tonight, and the merchant army has defeated Xu Yiren! There is food for everyone tonight! Wang Yun said.

Xu Feng smiled, it seems that this time the merchant army is going to bring back a lot of prisoners of war.

It's going to be the New Year in a few months, and I don't know how this year will go.

Xu Fengjing practiced his own spells, but it was strange that Yi Yin had not appeared in the past few days.

Xu Feng was thinking, the gods would not get sick, what would go wrong.

It's just that Xu Feng found that no matter day or night, there will be many people who come to inspect his room regularly.

The scripture building became a place for these people to come when they had nothing to do, and they would come after a while, and then look through the crack in the door to the room.

Xu Feng had to sit there every time so that these people would not suspect him.

Xu Feng thought, what is going on, did he go to the front line to fight and expose his identity, so that Fei Zheng found out?

Xu Feng thought that it was very likely that Fei Zheng was jealous of Uncle Canghao and would not let him go. However, Xu Feng thought that things in the world should go with the flow.

I just don't know if Master won't come out for the time being because he is being closely monitored?

Xu Feng simply didn't want to, anyway, he learned so many spells a few days ago, so let's practice slowly.

He began to practice clairvoyance and clairvoyance all day long, including the ants on the ground and the spider on his head to practice the Tightening Spell, Psychic Technique, and Control Technique.

He knows the truth of learning something and striving for excellence.

It's just that on this day, the academy is playing gongs everywhere again.

"Disciples, listen, the annual martial arts competition of this academy has begun, and the rules of this academy are that all disciples who have been in the academy for two years and lose to newcomers in the competition will go home!" The gong player went around circulating.

Xu Feng also heard it in the Scripture Pavilion, and he was thinking, what does this mean? Could it really be that the old disciple will go home if he loses to the newcomer? So what about whether you want to go or not?

Wang Yun came, and they opened the room.

"Xu Feng, Teacher Fei Zheng specially explained, you also have to participate in this martial arts competition!" Wang Yun Zhang Liang said.

Xu Feng was stunned, "Teacher Fei still remembers me, it's really rare!" ”

Xu Feng smiled, and Wang Yun also smiled bitterly, "I don't know what the reason is, anyway, the academy does have this rule." This competition is a competition between the students who entered the previous academic year, and the students who entered the academy this year can also challenge the disciples of the previous academic year. Students of the same level fight against each other, and it doesn't matter if they win or lose. But if the old man is defeated by the newcomer, the old man will be driven home! It's also a pressure on everyone! ”

Xu Feng was thinking, no wonder, he was in retreat last year, and no one asked him to go, anyway, he challenged the disciples of the previous year, and no one would ask him to go.

It's just that what to do now, I have to go, but I can't use spells.

Teacher Yi Yin also said this, and Teacher Zheng Guang probably didn't want to use spells by himself.

Xu Feng saw the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, pretending to look at the scenery alone, but in fact, his eyes never left his place.

Xu Feng was a little surprised, but he thought, let's go by myself, looking at the appearance of these people, he must go to the competition scene by himself.

Xu Feng was thinking repeatedly, what does this competition mean to him? I can't use spells myself, and if my classmates in the first grade use spells, won't I lose?

Isn't it time to go home if you lose? Then you can't achieve your goals?

When I came to the main hall, I saw that hundreds of disciples and dozens of teachers in the whole courtyard were already there. Xu Feng didn't see Vice President Zu Qiu, in the position of Vice President Zu Qiu, Fei Zheng was standing there.

Just as Xu Feng was muttering to death, Wang Yun whispered to his mouth.

"Dean Zuqiu took some teachers to the front line, and after the king led Dean Zongcheng to defeat Xu Yi, he wanted to continue to attack Dongnan Yi. However, Dean Zongcheng persuaded the king to return to Chaoge first, and also suggested that Dean Zuqiu could be sent to lead troops to tentatively attack Dongnanyi first, so many teachers in the courtyard were not there! Xu Feng nodded, indeed, he saw that many teachers were not there.

But Fei Zheng, Xu Feng didn't know what would happen.

At this time, seeing that everyone had arrived, Fei Zheng walked out.

"Dear teachers, dear disciples, our academy starts the annual martial arts competition, and our annual martial arts competition is the first year of enrollment for the students to report to the competition. Then, in order to give the new disciples a chance to upgrade, they can choose any old disciple to challenge, and if they win, they can upgrade and learn more kung fu directly! Now, let's start the competition according to the list arranged by the teachers. Remember, the competition is a competition of martial arts and spells! Fei Zheng said.

Soon, the competition began, and Xu Feng saw that the venue had already been arranged, and Xu Feng was arranged to compete with another disciple who enrolled in the same year.

"Xu Feng is here!" Zheng Guang said.

Xu Feng saw that Zheng Guang's mind was very complicated, and he said to Xu Feng.

"Xu Feng, I arranged for you to compete! I remember that your martial arts have always been good, and you were very good before entering the school, you only need to make quick moves to win, and the opponent has no time to use spells! Zheng Guang said.

Zheng Guang said these words quickly, and his voice was not loud.

Xu Feng immediately understood. Zheng Guang wasn't sure if he had learned Dao spells or not, but he definitely didn't want to use spells by himself, and he didn't want to lose, so he let himself win with martial arts.

Xu Feng looked at the name of the person he was fighting against, and that name was already held high on the sign outside the hall. Xu Feng thought, will he lose to that person?

The on-site disciple contest soon began. They basically use martial arts as the basis to fight, but when they hit the middle, they will use some spells to attack. It's the second year of school, and it's said that they all know a lot of spells, of course, the most commonly used are the Tightening Spell and the Fixation Technique, the Control Technique, and the like.

Higher-level spells should only be learned at the next level. Even with such caution, there are a lot of jokes.

Many people use the immobilization technique, but they don't get it right, and they can still move, but the result is that their feet can't move, and their bodies can move, and the other party falls.

There are also people who want to use the control technique halfway, but they don't have enough energy to use the control technique completely. They often used half of it, and they were gotten rid of it, and as a result, they were controlled instead.

The scene was full of joy and made everyone laugh.

There are also many disciples who can't learn these spells one by one, but there are also disciples who skip grades, and it is estimated that the teacher did not deliberately do so. But there is still no disciple who can learn a complex spell well.

Xu Feng saw that some disciples wanted to use complex spells, but after all, their skills were limited, so he saw if they could do it well. Thirty disciples, more than a dozen games, in fact, it was just a report performance, and everyone laughed and bent over.

It was Xu Feng's turn to appear, and Xu Feng stood up. He picked up his sword, and he knew that he still had to rely on it to win.

Xu Feng looked at the disciple opposite, it was a girl, he looked at it again, he smiled, it was a dream.

Xu Feng didn't know why this was the case, it was wrong.

However, he thought, maybe Meng'er took the initiative to ask, she knew that she couldn't use spells, so she took the initiative to ask to fight against herself when she was arranging for battle.

Looking at Meng'er's smile, Xu Feng felt that this was really the case.

There are a lot of beautiful students in the academy, and many disciples are drooling. But they also knew that many of these beauties were the daughters of the princes, so they didn't dare to make up their minds casually.

Meng'er faced these gazes calmly, and everyone didn't dare to think about it anymore.

They walked into the arena, which was the center of the square in front of the main hall.

"You can fight as you like, martial arts, spells can be cast! It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the key is to show off your studies and achievements! The host Fei Zhengdao said solemnly, and there was a little kindness in his words.

Xu Feng smiled and nodded, he was wondering, did this person arrange a powerful newcomer to deal with him?

Xu Feng was thinking about it, and suddenly, he saw a pair of hateful sunshines. His gaze swept over.

When he saw Xiao Yan, it was Xiao Yan in the Ba village, and Xu Feng was surprised.

How did Xiao Yan come? He was thinking.

But Xu Feng was even more surprised that Xiao Yan was actually holding a long knife in his hand, wasn't that Xuanwu's long knife?

In this way, Xiao Yan found Xuanwu's body, and from his side, he found the knife. Xu Feng remembered that he threw Xuanwu's body and his knife down the valley at that time.

It seems that Xiao Yan is here to seek revenge on himself.

Xu Feng had always heard that Xiao Yan was coming to Lingyun Academy, but he didn't expect him to come. I don't know how well he learned, whether he wants to seek revenge on himself.

He inherited the mantle of Xuanwu, so naturally he wanted to avenge Xuanwu.

Xu Feng thought, if he really can't fight, he won't lose. Xu Feng also felt a gentle gaze.

He slowly swept his gaze over, and he saw Xue'er, the daughter of the village chief.

Xue'er has grown up, dressed in white Sheng Xue, her long hair hangs down, her apricot eyes and nose, cherry lips and fragrant neck, Xu Feng is a little dizzy.

He didn't expect Cher to come. It's just that I don't know how Xue'er's kung fu is and what her relationship with Xiao Yan is.

At this time, Xiao Yan saw Xue'er looking at Xu Feng with concern, and his face was a little unpleasant.

Originally, when he was a child, Xu Feng knew that Xiao Yan and himself did not have any big enmity, but since the decisive battle between Cang Hao and Xuanwu, Xiao Yan was his enemy in his heart.

Now that Xue'er has grown up, it is estimated that Xiao Yan hates herself even more.

Xu Feng was a little depressed. He secretly looked at Xue'er again, Xue'er was so beautiful, no worse than Meng'er and Yusheng.

She looked at herself, a burst of joy, a burst of excitement, as if tears were about to well-up in her eyes. Xu Feng was a little moved, he was thinking, could it be that Xue'er liked herself just like him back then?

He always felt that his fate was unpredictable, so he didn't talk to Xue'er much, but Xue'er always quietly gave herself something, either food or use, and she ran away when she gave it to herself. Because she was also worried that adults would talk about her when they saw it.

Xu Feng always felt warm in his heart while eating Xue'er and bringing him things. Seeing Xue'er, Xu Feng was still very excited.

"The joust begins!" Fei Zheng shouted loudly.

Xu Feng's gaze returned to Meng'er, Meng'er probably saw Xu Feng looking at Xue'er, she thought that Xu Feng was attracted by the beauty, and pouted and looked unhappy.

Xu Feng smiled, he looked a little apologetic.

Meng'er didn't care about him, and slapped him. Xu Feng hurriedly greeted him.