Cangling World

Beside the two silver messengers, stood a woman in a golden palace uniform.

She has a noble temperament, her brows exude heroism, her eyes are as bright as a bright moon, and they flash with cold light.

Qiu Ruo, the master of Wuwangyuan, the top ten masters of the Chu Dynasty Spirit Ranking.

She glanced at the group of Beiwu Academy, her expression was flat, as if she didn't care about them at all.

It's a confidence.

Because, her strength is above Nanhua.

What's more important is that in her backer Martial King's Court, there are two experts in the Profound Tongxuan Realm, and even if the King of Chu visits this place in person, he will also pay respects to those two.

In the entire Chu Dynasty, with the exception of the Master of the Earth Rank, the Court of King Wu was the most transcendent.

"Okay, not much to say, take a break, and start the competition." Qiu Ruo looked around and walked to the stand that had been built in front of the mountain gate.

The other two silver messengers also glanced at everyone and stepped into the stands.

Nan Hua looked around and found that Zhao Ying and Lin Luo had not yet appeared, and she was a little worried.

Not long after, the major martial arts academies took their seats and looked at the huge ring in the center with excitement.

The triennial competition of the five major schools is not only a stage for each martial arts school to show their strength, but also an opportunity for countless geniuses to prove themselves.

Once he can be spotted by the messenger, he can go to the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance and compete with the geniuses of the entire Yunzhou. How high-spirited.

In the Beiwu Academy camp, Luo Yufei looked around and said secretly, "Junior Brother Lin and Junior Brother Cai, why haven't they appeared yet?"

...

On a certain street in Chuwangcheng.

Lin Luo and the others were riding horses and quickly headed to the gate of Wuwangyuan.

There were three more people beside them.

Two of them are young people with handsome faces, and the other is a beautiful woman in an elegant blue dress. The three are not very old, but all of them have deep and sharp breaths, and they are all high-level real people like Zhao Ying. Atmosphere strong.

These three are the true disciples of the Beiwu Academy today.

After Zhao Ying escorted Lin Luo to Chuwangcheng, she found the three true disciples who came here first, and then went to Wuwangyuan together.

In the middle of the street where people come and go, as the loud sound of horse hooves spread, passers-by automatically retreated to the sides.

Suddenly, at a corner ahead, a handsome young man came on horseback.

"Hey, it's him!"

Zhao Ying looked at the handsome young man in white robe with surprise in his eyes.

When the other three True Inheritance saw the man, the expressions on their faces also changed slightly.

The handsome young man in white robe looked at Zhao Ying and the others, his mouth slightly raised, revealing an evil and charming arc.

But the next moment, when he saw Lin Luo and Cai Ji, his body trembled, and his eyes showed disbelief.

Because the speed of the horse is too fast, the two sides are walking towards each other, and they pass by in the blink of an eye.

On the back of the horse, Lin Luo suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man with a hint of suspicion in the depths of his pupils.

As for the young man, the look on his face changed from disbelief to surprise, then to a trace of cruelty, and finally revealed a faint killing intent.

The two sides quickly left the street, as if they were just passing by with nothing to do with each other.

It wasn't until he reached the corner that Lin Luo asked Zhao Ying, "Who was that person just now?"

Zhao Ying was stunned, and said, "He is Li Congshan, the first genius of the martial arts academy, but this person has left the martial arts academy a few years ago and is now free. What are you asking about?"

"Nothing, just ask casually."

Lin Luo replied casually, his eyes were calm, but he secretly remembered Li Congshan in his heart.

In his impression, he didn't seem to have seen this person, but when he met the other person's eyes, he always felt that the gaze was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After a while, Lin Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed, thinking of something.

"It turned out to be him, I understand!"

He whispered in his heart, not showing his heart to the outside.

A group of people rode fast horses and continued to rush to Wuwangyuan.

...

In front of the mountain gate of King Wu's Courtyard, the messenger Yin Shisan sat on the main seat of the stand, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face: "Everyone, are all the participating disciples of the five academies present in this competition?"

"There are fifty disciples of the Dongwu Academy participating in the war, all of them are here."

"Forty-five people from Seibu Academy are here."

"Forty-three people from the Nanwu Academy are here."

"Wuwangyuan, one hundred and thirty-two people, waiting for you at any time!"

In addition to the Beiwu Academy, the masters of other martial arts academies all announced loudly, their prestige and might, which shocked the people watching the battle.

"As expected of the Martial King Academy, it was able to send more than 100 participants, equivalent to the sum of any three martial arts academies." Some people were amazed.

"Wuwang Academy is the only martial arts academy among the five academies that has experts in the Profound Profound Realm. It is full of talents, not to mention more than a hundred people, even a few hundred people can do it." Everyone whispered.

"By the way, how many people did you say from the Beiwu Academy?"

"I don't think much."

"That's right, after all, the Beiwu Academy has fallen."

...

Nan Hua listened to the low voices of the crowd, frowned slightly, and bowed to Yin Shisan: "There are 35 disciples participating in the war in Beiwu Academy, and there are still five people left."

The five people who are still worse are naturally the three true disciples, Lin Luo and Cai Ji.

"Five people left?" Yin Shisan glanced at Nanhua and the Beiwu Academy's camp, "I heard that you have three true disciples, and you broke through to the high-level true aura at a young age, so the three of them haven't arrived yet, right? As a high-level infuriating realm, it is indeed worth waiting, but who are the other two?"

Nan Hua smiled slightly: "The other two will definitely make the messenger's eyes shine."

Lin Luo's talent is obvious to all, and on the day of Cai Ji's return to the Martial Arts Academy, he showed enough strength in the main peak hall. For this reason, Nan Hua also listed it as a candidate list for the low-level True Qi Realm to participate in the war.

"Hmph, the genius of the Beiwu Academy is really big, and he hasn't been there yet, could it be..."

An elder of the Nanwu Academy was very dissatisfied, but before he could finish speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, because he heard a series of intensive horse hooves.

In front of the mountain gate of King Wuyuan, several horses were carrying one person, and they were arranged in a line from far to near.

Zhao Ying got off the horse and clasped her fist towards Nanhua: "Reporting to the dean, someone has been brought."

"It's Lin Luo!"

"He's still alive!"

Some people who knew Lin Luo fixed their eyes on him and stood up suddenly.

In the Beiwu Academy camp, Zhong Wuzheng and Xia Xialong suddenly stood up, their eyes widened, and they stared at the boy with a flawless face in disbelief.

"How is it possible that this little beast is still alive?" Zhong Wuzheng clenched his teeth, his eyes showing a deep sense of unwillingness and coldness.

He thought that Lin Luo would die in the foggy forest, but he never thought that the other party escaped smoothly!

Compared to Zhong Wuzheng's reaction, Xia Xialong frowned at first, then loosened his fists, and snorted coldly: "It's good luck, but what if he comes back alive, in the battle of life and death, he will eventually die under my hands! "