On the fifth floor of the library building of Wendao Xue Palace, Zhong Wen and Zhu Cong made one of the "Luoying Swordsmanship" and the other "Yugong Swordsmanship", and the two rolled and rolled, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged more than 50 moves.

With the incessant sound of gold and iron colliding, Zhu Cong gradually felt that something was wrong.

His own swordsmanship is known for being unpredictable, but Zhong Wen's sword moves are extremely slow, like a turtle crawling, and it is said that the two swords will not touch each other no matter what.

However, the "jingling" sound seemed to turn into a palm, constantly slapping Zhu Cong's cheek, telling him a cruel truth.

Even if he cheats PLUS, he still can't win Zhong Wen.

The white-clothed young man was well aware of the flaws of his swordsmanship, and no matter how many phantoms he conjured, he couldn't hide it from his eyes.

Don't... He also learned the "Luoying Sword Technique"?

An astonishing thought flashed through Zhu Cong's mind, and before he could think about it, with a "ding" sound, Zhong Wen suddenly took a step forward.

Zhu Cong's heart sank, and he involuntarily took a step back, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as the wind, stabbing Zhong Wen everywhere on his body.

"Ding!"

The long sword in Zhong Wen's hand was still on the defensive, but it was blocked in advance on the path of Zhu Cong's sword move, but he took another step forward under his feet.

If Shangguan Junyi was here, he would definitely be able to see that Zhong Wen's move was imitating the strategy adopted by Prince Wu Li Qing and Xiao Wenjian in the decisive battle.

Take defense as the offense and advance layer by layer.

"Ding!"

Zhu Cong couldn't retreat, the two swords collided together, he only felt a huge force coming, his hand trembled, he almost couldn't hold the sword, hurriedly took two steps back, and with the power of retreat, he leaked the strength on Zhong Wen's sword.

He really knows my swordsmanship very well!

Zhu Cong no longer had any doubts, knowing that the other party could not only see through the trend of his swordsmanship, but also skillfully capture the weak link of his moves, and every time the two swords intersected, he accurately hit his weakest point with the strongest click, thus forcing him to retreat again and again.

"Ding!"

Under another collision, Zhu Cong was finally forced to the top of the stairs, if he took another step back, even if he left the fifth floor, this competition, he would end in failure.

You can't lose three games in a row no matter what!

Zhu Cong's eyes were full of cold light, the sword in his right hand was stabbed, his left sleeve was slightly raised, and a colorless and invisible fragrance came out of his sleeve and floated towards Zhong Wen's mouth and nose.

Zhong Wen only felt a sweet fragrance coming to his nose, his mind was slightly dizzy, and before he could react, the "One Qi Longevity Formula" in his body had already started working on its own, and it quickly dispelled the strange feeling.

The invincibility of a hundred poisons is one of the precious special effects of this medicine king Gu Yan's practice.

What a despicable villain!

Zhong Wen's eyes widened, his heart was on fire, and the long sword in his hand slammed into Zhu Cong.

How can it be okay?

Zhu Cong even used the means of pressing the bottom of the box, thinking that everyone's vision was blocked by Zhong Wen's body, and he could use the misty incense to yin him, and the misty incense he shot was very small, and it would not hurt his life, even if he was investigated afterwards, Zhong Wen could not find any evidence.

Unexpectedly, this young man was fascinated, but his eyes flickered slightly, but the strength in his hands did not decrease but increased.

Zhu Cong couldn't dodge under the distraction, the two swords intersected again, and with a loud "ding" sound, the long sword in his hand couldn't hold it, flew backwards, and fell directly downstairs along the stairs.

His heart was gloomy, and he was about to open his mouth to admit defeat, but the attack on the opposite side was still non-stop, and he raised his hand and slashed at the top of his head.

Zhu Cong was shocked, and hurriedly jumped up, bursting out of the Heavenly Wheel level spiritual power cultivation, floating back two feet far away, and jumping down the stairs to the next floor before standing still.

Zhong Wen withdrew his long sword and looked down at him condescendingly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "You lost." ”

"I lost. Zhu Cong muttered to himself, his face was pale, his eyes were glazed, and he was a little difficult to accept this cruel reality for a while.

"Brother Zhong!"

Zhong Wen was about to open his mouth to sneer, when an extremely pleasant woman's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Turning his head, what greeted him was a beautiful face, skin like clotted fat, eyes like autumn water, a faint flush on her fair cheeks, and her eyes were full of surprise, it was Ning Jie, the fairy sister she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Sister Ning. ”

Seeing this face full of intellectual beauty, the bits and pieces of getting along on Qingfeng Mountain instantly came to his heart, Zhong Wen only felt that this strange Wendao School Palace suddenly became kind, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his face was filled with an incomparably bright smile, "I'm coming to see you." ”

"Why did it take so long to come. Ning Jie pursed her lips and smiled, and the entire library seemed to become a little brighter.

"Damn, I didn't look dazzled, did I? Little Master Ning actually smiled at him!"

"Little Master Ning is so beautiful when she laughs, she is even better than a fairy!"

"Little Master Ning has always been unapologetic to men, who is this young man?"

"Could it be that the palace flowers of the Daoist Palace are about to be taken away?"

"No, it's absolutely not allowed! I'm going to fight him!"

"Do you think you're better than Scholar Zhu?"

"......I'm going to draw a circle and curse him......"

Ran Sujuan's eyes wandered back and forth between Zhong Wen and Ning Jie, who were silently looking at each other, only to feel that Ning Jie, who was so fresh and active, was really unprecedented, and she couldn't help but gossip in her heart.

"Let's go to my little courtyard. Ning Jie's temperament seems to be cold, but in fact she is simple, she actually directly took Zhong Wen's hand and said, "I haven't discussed knowledge with you for a long time, let's talk about it by candle today." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around, and many Ning Jie's admirers looked at Zhong Wen with murderous aura in their eyes.

"I'll go, Master Ning actually wants to talk to 'Bing Candle Night', envy me!"

"I suspect you're driving a unicorn, but I have no proof. ”

"Farewell, my lost youth!"

"Where's the knife, get my knife!"

"If you kill the guests of the Academy Palace here, the saint is afraid that he will not let you go. ”

"That's right, I don't need to do it myself, I heard that there is a killer organization in the Daqian Empire called 'Wanjin Building', the price is fair, and Tong Su is not bullied......"

"The heirs of the holy land, you actually want to ask a secular killer to do it for you, can you be a little more depraved?"

Xiaojie is still so open-mouthed, and she doesn't care about the reserve of the girl's family at all.

Ran Sujuan looked at the riot scene around her, crying and laughing, she and Ning Jie have always been familiar with each other, as soon as she heard the conversation between the two, she knew that the so-called "Bing Candle Night Talk" was mostly to discuss theology, seeing that Zhong Wen was about to be dragged away by Ning Jie, she hurriedly followed: "Xiao Jie, you don't mind if your sister is with you, right?"

Ning Jie glanced at her with some surprise, in her mind, Ran Sujuan did not have such a high enthusiasm for divine literature.

Zhong Wen answered the question on the stele correctly and became a guest of honor in the school palace. Ran Sujuan's face flushed, "According to the rules, he needs to be accompanied by me throughout the whole process during his stay in the Academy." ”

Accompanied by the whole process, I'm afraid it's not the whole process of monitoring!

Zhong Wen suddenly understood Ran Sujuan's duties, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, and then thought about it, this beautiful sister accompanied her throughout the whole process, wouldn't it even be at night......

"My sister is coming, and my little sister is welcome. Ning Jie nodded.

Zhong Wen hurriedly left the library with the two beauties, leaving behind a group of people from the school palace who were full of envy and hatred, if his eyes could be turned into weapons, his back would have been pierced by countless swords.

"Miss Lan. ”

Xiao Lan, who was cleaning the table, suddenly heard a low voice from behind her, turned her head to look, and saw Chu Qiuyang, a theological scholar from the Lingxiao Holy Land, standing behind him in a daze, his face hesitant, and he stopped talking.

"What do you have to tell Scholar Chu?" Xiao Lan had a very commercial smile on her face.

"What is the name of that little brother just now?" Chu Qiuyang hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Is he a disciple of the Wendao Academy?"

"His name is Zhong Wen. Xiaolan replied truthfully, "It's a guest of honor in the Academy." ”

He also has the surname Zhong!

Chu Qiuyang's eyes froze, his expression wandered, and his thoughts were thousands.

And Zhu Cong, who competed with Zhong Wen three times and lost completely, has long since disappeared.

In the lobby of Xiao Mansion, Xiao Qing and Xiao Ruthless, father and son, stood opposite each other.

"Still haven't seen your future bride?" Xiao Qing asked with a frown.

"No, it is said that the head of the Nangong family is in poor health, and there have been no outsiders in the house in the past two days. Xiao ruthlessly shook his head, his face suspicious, "It is said that Nangong Jie will never avoid me, could it be that Nangong Tianxing is really sick?"

"I'm afraid it's not a sickness, but an accident. Xiao Qing's voice cooled, "I contacted him with the agreed secret method, but I didn't get a response, I'm afraid that he is in a worrying situation now, and he can't help himself." ”

"Is there another way to communicate between my father and the head of the Nangong family?" Xiao Wuru was a little surprised.

"Aside from the Dark Temple, the Nangong family is one of our most important allies. Xiao Qing bowed slightly, "Naturally, you can't treat it the same with other forces." ”

"Since we know that the head of the Nangong family is in trouble, shouldn't we ......" Xiao asked ruthlessly tentatively, "Rescue us?"

"To save nature is to be saved, but not to act rashly. Xiao Qing shook his head and said in a low voice, "If it is really the royal family who makes a move against Nangong Tianxing, they must be fully prepared to deal with the rescue, if they attack rashly, they are likely to be caught off guard by the other party." ”

"What should I do?" Xiao ruthlessly admitted that his grasp of the overall situation was far inferior to his father's, and humbly asked for advice.

"Don't forget, we still have the trump card of the 'Dark Temple'. Xiao Qing smiled slightly, "No matter how much strength Li Jiuye mobilizes, it is impossible to confront the Holy Land head-on, you might as well let other forces make some disturbances all over the country, try to distract the other party's attention, and rescue Nangong Tianxing, I will personally arrange it." ”

"Father..."Xiao ruthlessly hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Will our over-reliance on the 'Dark Temple' be detrimental to your future rule over the Empire?"

"I'm glad you think of that. Xiao Qing showed a look of appreciation on his face, "I know what the 'Dark Temple' wants, and I also know how to satisfy their appetites, there will be no problems for the time being, and the future will be planned after I ascend the throne." ”

"I wish my father an early success. Xiao Wuru bowed slightly, then turned around and left the lobby.

No matter how powerful the Holy Land is, as long as I find out their mental context, it will be used by me after all.

Xiao Qing narrowed his eyes and watched his son's figure fade away......