Among the four courtyards of Tianqi, Qingfeng Courtyard is a academy, which is rich in natural treasures and outstanding people. Even if it is a practice, it should be accompanied by exercises, profound and subtle, with the style of a Confucian scribe.

However, as Bai Jiu, the most famous student of Qingfeng Academy, how can there be a trace of dust at all when he makes such a move. Not even the least true qi pattern is reflected, only speed and strength, could it be that this scholar also practices martial arts?

Deputy Coach Mo of Qingfeng Academy, Coach Zhu of Tianxuan Academy, Vice President of Purple Shirt Affiliated Hospital, and old physician of Baihua Lane...... These days, the representatives of the four courts of Qi are there.

The martial saint who represents the absolute authority of the military, and the absolute leader of Dayu, the second prince of the imperial family, Fang Yu. and the Master Cao of the Criminal Department, who didn't know when he arrived, sat quietly in a corner.

There are many big people on the clouds, and at this time, these big people have their own thoughts in their hearts, and they don't know what they are thinking.

Bai Jiu of Qingfeng Academy won with one move, and everyone's eyes were on Vice Dean Mo, his student won the victory, and Vice Dean Mo's expression should have been very happy, but in fact, it was not, there was no trace of joy on his face, not even appreciation, but a solemn expression, and his brows were tightly locked.

Everyone didn't understand what Vice Dean Mo meant, so they subconsciously looked at Lord Martial Saint, as the end point of the absolute authority of the military, and also the powerhouse of the peak of martial arts, Lord Martial Saint would definitely be able to see something from the competition. However, what was strange was that Lord Martial Saint didn't seem to care about what happened in the competition at all, he lowered his head, like an ordinary old man, drowsy.

Whether it was the academic staff in charge of recording in the room, or these big people watching on the clouds, everyone was stunned by what Bai Jiu had done. Just as the vice president of the Purple Shirt Affiliated Academy said before, it has been less than half a year since he practiced, and the amount of true qi is already terrifying, but what he didn't expect was that the physical body still had a terrifying side.

"If it weren't for decades of hard training, how could there be such reflexes and physical strength, either because there were some adventures during this time, or there was help from external forces."

The person who spoke was Coach Zhu, the most famous coach in the entire Dayu military, who had a particularly deep understanding of strength. Most of the gods would show respect when they saw him, and his words could represent the meaning of the Dayu military from the side.

When he said this, his eyes did not look at anyone. Everyone here also knows that Coach Zhu has never been afraid of offending people, and he has never flattered anyone. Regarding Bai Jiu's evaluation, he didn't have any deep meaning, he was just clarifying a fact.

Adventure? External force? Either it was a creation given by a strong man like the director of Seifuin, or it was something that he ate before the game.

After Instructor Zhu said these words, the clouds fell into silence for a long time, until they were broken by the gentle voice of the second prince.

"Before the competition, Shanhe Mirror checked all the contestants, and naturally there would be no such thing as an external force. Maybe I'm born with divine powers, and we should be happy that I've produced such a genius. ”

Everyone on the clouds was silent again, and anyone could hear that what the second prince said this time was to defend Bai Jiu. Born with divine powers? It's so strong! Could it be that there is another east wind in this world?

Silence means speechlessness, but also thought, or shock.

From the moment Bai Jiu started fighting with that Fallen Mountain Sect disciple, Vice Dean Mo's divine sense left the white clouds and fell like a breeze in the cyan bushes.

Vice Dean Mo's cultivation is different from the big man who sits on the clouds, he majored in spiritual power, that is, a powerful cultivator rarely seen in the world, the Great Array Master.

Therefore, his divine sense is stronger than that of these big people, and it is more condensed. This makes it easy for him to notice details that are difficult for others to grasp.

He didn't speak, but he was shocked and puzzled.

When the disciple of the Fallen Mountain Sect raised his stick and was about to fall on his head, a faint purple intent appeared in Bai Jiu's eyes, and it flashed.

It was that purple intention that made Vice Dean Mo fall into deep thought.

Since then, he has been thinking all the time, and naturally he can't hear what the people next to him are saying.

There was another person who saw it.

The Martial Saint Lord with a sleepy face was the only one who could perceive the purple intent with his naked eyes by virtue of his cultivation at the peak of the martial arts.

………

Walking out of the fork, Bai Jiu walked in the bushes again, this time he did not walk as slowly as before, but increased his speed, and seemed to be in a hurry.

In fact, Bai Jiu was not in a hurry, he was just a little excited, or he was really excited.

His eyebrows were lowered, but his eyes were much brighter than usual, and in the depths of his eyelids, a touch of purple faintly appeared.

With the beginning of Mo Kai's punch, the first round of the Manchun competition seemed to have become a trick.

A variety of one-word moves appeared in the cyan bushes: a punch, a leg, a sword, a palm...... The most numerous of them is a sword.

Ouyang Luo's sword, Tang Chun's sword, Daomen's Sandaozi's sword, and Lu Yugongzi's sword.........

For a while, the sword light in the bushes was shining, and the original spring cyan was also divided by the dazzling sword light, shining like colored glass.

Those who win continue to move forward, and those who lose are carried out of the small world of mountains and rivers by the academic staff. In the Yew Garden, the doctors in Baihua Lane also began to get busy.

The big man on the cloud no longer showed any solemn expression.

The first round was spent so calmly and simply, it should have been, and Bai Jiu's matter was just a conjecture. In the eyes of everyone, such a small episode naturally cannot affect the subject's hidden dragon test. And everyone also understood in their hearts that the Martial Saint Lord sitting here did not speak, and their conjectures and remarks did not matter at all.

Several representatives of the Dongzhou factions also came to the clouds, and the leader of the team, Luoxia Daoren, was playing chess with Lord Zhuge in the Yew Garden, and he didn't know whether he won or lost, and the two of them came with a smile.

Lord Martial Saint was in the clouds, Lord Zhuge naturally sat down next to Lord Martial Saint, and the Lord of Luoxia Dao was as casual as a guest, and he didn't care about the etiquette of which position, so he also sat down.

The first round of the competition is too simple for these representatives of the younger generation, and naturally there is nothing to attract attention, but from the second round, the competition will become more and more interesting.

The old people who like to join in the fun also came, and the representatives of the various factions of Dongzhou were also present, which was destined to be a very fair competition.

The transcripts of the battles that were present by the various academic staff came out of the small world of mountains and rivers and came to the screen outside the gate of the Yew Garden.

The crowd was amazed and cheered for victory.

In the hearts of the people of Yong'an City, a sense of pride is difficult to suppress. The odds and wins and losses of the gambling house are also known in this first round, a few are happy and a few are sad, and the fireworks in the world have always been so happy.

………

The young people participating in the competition are in the middle of the field, and naturally they don't have the heart to pay attention to the big guys in the clouds, let alone think about which big guys' moves or actions will be commented on or appreciated.

Since we have walked through a fork in the road, the purpose is naturally the next fork.

Teenagers always show a bit of fearlessness.

Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you.

The green bushes ushered in an open space again, and Bai Jiu saw a familiar person.

If Liu Ping was present, he would definitely become very excited, because the opponent in front of Bai Jiu was a girl. There are not many girls in Qianlong who try to participate, not to mention that they are still in the south of the mountain, and there is only this one that Bai Jiu has seen - the senior sister of the Yellow Valley.

Before the competition, Liu Ping stared at her for a long time, which attracted the dissatisfaction of the other party. Bai Jiu also took a few looks, and also praised the appearance of this senior sister.

Unexpectedly, his second opponent turned out to be the senior sister of the Yellow Valley.

Bai Jiu said sorry in his heart, he was not sorry for those who wanted him to win, but sorry for this senior sister of the Yellow Valley who was already ashamed and angry.

"What's my sister's name?"

Bai Jiu looked at her childish face and said suddenly. He didn't deliberately inquire for Liu Ping, let alone deliberately ask for people's names. Baihua Lane and the Yellow Valley have been friends for generations, and Qingfeng Courtyard and Baihua Lane both belong to the Liberal Arts Academy. So when he opened his mouth at this time, he felt that it was a little inappropriate to defeat others, but he didn't know their names.

The senior sister of the Yellow Valley was stunned for a moment, and then an unnatural flush appeared on her face, naturally not because she was shy, but because she was angry.

She frowned at her slender eyebrows, and said in a cold tone, "It's really ruined the name of Qingfeng Temple." ”

It was clear that there was a misunderstanding.

Bai Jiu shook his head, not wanting to explain anything.

He stood up straight, saluted respectfully, and gestured with grace and grace, without losing his scholarly demeanor.

Then he put one hand behind his back, bent forward slightly with the other, and said calmly, "Please advise." ”

The open field is not shaded by tall trees, so the warm sunlight falls without hesitation, and the heavy white clouds shroud the top of the mountain, looking deep and mysterious.

The unnamed senior sister of the Yellow Valley was shrouded in that layer of faint sunlight, and her originally delicate face seemed to be plated with a layer of fluorescence, with a sense of dusty beauty, like a small yellow flower stretching in the light, warm and beautiful.

It's just that she doesn't seem to be in a good mood, with a little anger. At some point, he had an extra chessboard in his hand.

The chessboard is simple and old, and the vertical and horizontal lines on it are also deep and shallow, and I don't know how many years have passed.

She placed the chessboard under her and reached out to tap it.

The breeze in the field stopped, and the green leaves swaying with the wind also condensed in an instant, and the sunlight seemed to stand still at this moment.

This chessboard is like one of the many chess chessboards in the Yellow Valley, but it can be brought by the master sister of the Yellow Valley to participate in the Hidden Dragon Test, and its power should not be underestimated.