As the days of the Academy Competition are getting closer, the Holy Palace is very peaceful every day, and almost everyone is in seclusion to reach a higher level. I maintain my usual practice, comprehending the sword path in the world of the Divine Leaf during the day, and at night, I enter the fifth level of the Sword Tomb Heavenly Prison, constantly challenging those Yinling masters with unique skills to hone their own strength.

On the eve of the competition, the head master summoned all the disciples of the Holy Palace to give a speech in front of the Dharma Hall.

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In the empty hall, there were many disciples, and they were ranked according to the ranking. Bailu Palace is in the first row, Yunbi Palace is in the second row, and disciples of Changsheng Palace are in the last row. In the first row, Senior Sister Mu Zhao is in the first place, Lu Qingshu is in the second place, Zhang Xiuping is in the third place, Mu Zhengping is in the fourth place, and I am at the last, and I am the last disciple of Bailu Palace.

These rankings are ranked according to the rankings of the two major academies last time. Once I stand out in this competition, the ranking will be very close to Lin Muzhao.

Because there is no rule of suppressing realm, everyone will do their best in the competition. I think it is unlikely that Lin Muzhao and Li Qingyin in the semi-saint realm will be better than Lin Muzhao and Li Qingyin. They are all peerless celestial girls with extraordinary qualifications. In the semi-saint realm, they are also genius-level existences who can challenge saints. So this time the goal is in the top three, third place!

It doesn’t matter if you can’t beat the two saints, but you must defeat all the other Holy Palace disciples!

With the mist swaying, Master Shangguan Ziyi walked into the hall with a long sword in his hand, followed by two other Holy Palace Lords Xiao Yi and Yun Nishang. All the disciples bowed together and bowed: "Hello, Master, Master, Master, Palace Master, Master!"

"No gift."

The master raised his hand gently, and invisible momentum lifted up the upper body of the disciples. Her eyes were filled with a transcendent spirit, and said, "This academy competition is related to whether Bailu Academy can win the first place, jump to Tianfeng Academy, and get the recognition of the ancestor's Dharma Spirit again, so everyone must do their best."

"Disciple, please obey the orders of the head of the academy!" Everyone said together.

Shangguan Ziyi nodded and continued, "Mu Zhao, your goal is Qingyin. In this competition, Qingyin has a great advantage. It is slightly better than you in terms of swordsmanship and strength. If you can defeat Qingyin unexpectedly, you can win this competition Bailu Academy."

"Mu Zhao must do his best." said the senior sister.

"Um."

Shangguan Ziyi turned his eyes to me and said, "Bu Yixuan, you are the most likely disciple of Bailu Academy besides Mu Zhao. In the competition, you must protect your senior sister Mu Zhao."

"Disciple understand!"

Then, the master looked at the other disciples and named Dongfang Lin'er, Zhao Qingfeng, Lu Qingshu, Zhang Xiuping and others one by one. These people are all hopes for the Bailu Academy to compete for the top ten Holy Palaces.

After the preaching, everyone dispersed and made an appointment to gather at Wufa Hall in the morning the next morning to go to the martial arts competition.

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One night passed, and at ten o'clock the next morning, I woke up from my dream. After sleeping comfortably for the night, I felt refreshed and had adjusted my physical condition to the best.

"Junior brother, I'm leaving."

Lin Muzhao whispered outside the cave.

"Here you come."

Just after washing up, I put on a new robe of the Holy Palace disciples and went out. The sky was still gray outside. Lin Muzhao stood in the smoke-like mist, looking beautiful and natural, with a faint fragrance of a girl on his body. He held my hand intimately, and said, "How are you doing?"

“What are you preparing for?”

"A big contest!"

"Oh, I've been ready."

"That's good!"

In Wufa Hall, all the disciples of the Holy Palace gathered together. The disciples of the three major holy palaces together had a total of 33 people, each of which was eleven, just right. It is said that the same is true for Tianfeng Academy, with a total of 33 disciples of the Holy Palace. Together, the real competition was the decisive battle between these 66 people.

"The people have arrived, senior sister of the courtyard leader." Yun Nishang said.

"Set off."

Master Shangguan Ziyi put his hands behind him, wrapped in the ancient charm of immortality, and immediately flew away from Bailu Academy with everyone, breaking through the morning mist, flying between heaven and earth, and flew to the upper reaches of Bailu River in a blink of an eye. Ancient mountains stood tall, full of sacredness. Just above the peaks, four powerful old men held magic weapons to form a transcendent formation.

Battle platforms rose up out of thin air, sandwiched above the source of Bailu River. In a blink of an eye, three ancient battle platforms were formed, one belonged to the disciples of the outer courtyard to fight, the other belonged to the disciples of the inner courtyard, and the largest one belonged to the disciples of the Holy Palace. The competition among the disciples of the Holy Palace is the most eye-catching.

Floating outside the battle platform, people came from the foot of the mountain, a small number of them were contestants, and most of them were spectators. At the same time, the roar of the battle beasts continued to roar. The imperial army began to set up defenses within ten miles around. My cousin appeared in a heroic military uniform with the Lord of Fan City, stepped onto the viewing platform side by side, and threw a smile at me from afar.

"Boss!"

"Brother Xuan!"

Zhao Hao and Song Qian came, and the two of them actually participated in the selection of the inner courtyard.

The four beauties of Dan Tai Yao, Tang Queran, Gu Wei, and Feng Qingyi came over, all wearing long skirts of female disciples in the inner courtyard. They all came out gracefully and gracefully, which attracted the attention. The geniuses of the inner courtyard of the two academies all looked at each other, and they were almost stunned. Even the inner courtyard of Tianfeng Academy secretly became upset. The number of beauties in the two academies was not on the same order of magnitude.

When Dan Tai Yao saw Lin Muzhao standing together, she immediately showed an unhappy expression. She walked up to me and held my arm, looked at me with beautiful eyes and said, "Since I have a senior sister, I have no junior sister?"

"Stop making trouble, A Yao." I cried and said in a low voice.

Lin Muzhao's five senses were so sensitive that he could hear them clearly. He walked up and held my other hand with his beautiful eyes. He looked at Dan Tai Yao with a tense look and said, "Junior sister is important, and senior sister is of course important too. Why, do you have any opinions on Junior Sister Dan Tai?"

"Yes, that's there!"

Lin Muzhao chuckled, and his fairy face actually showed a bit of arrogance and arrogant charm: "Then try hard to practice. Only by entering the Holy Palace are qualified to compete for favor with his senior sister!"

Is this a motivation?

I was confused, and Dan Tai Yao was so angry that she stamped her feet. I hurriedly comforted her in her ear: "Don't be angry, A Yao, practice hard, enter the Holy Palace, I will protect you!"

"I understand." She was depressed.

At this moment, two figures fell from the sky. It was the Oriental Yushu, the playboy who wrote the beauty list in the upper world. He looked at a group of beauties with a stunning look and said, "The beauty on the beauty list is third and fourth, who is jealous for the same man. Such a good situation is hard to find in the world. Brother Bu, you are really lucky."

Lin Muzhao chuckled: "What's this? The junior sister Qingyin, who is the first beauty list, will arrive soon. In addition, the first-class governor Bu Xuanyin, who is also the sister of the junior brother, is the most enviable thing."

Dongfang Yushu nodded: "Yes, the top four beauty lists are related to Brother Bu, which really makes people feel painful. Could it be that Brother Bu wants to embrace all the top ten beauty lists in his arms?"

I glanced at him: "I don't have the blessing to absorb these things, you think too much."

Tan Tai Yao was skeptical and said, "I heard that you had just met the Empress Dongfang Wan for a while, and had met Wan Huarong and Princess Ling Fei in Zhongzhou. I doubt if you know all the top ten beauty lists."

I had a black line: "There are two more I don't know."

"two?"

Her pretty face showed murderous aura: "You guy, you are indeed the one who doesn't hurt the food!"

Lin Muzhao chuckled.

Dongfang Yushu looked at me deeply and said, "Brother Bu's fortune on the beauty list is indeed enviable. Today, I will see how strong Brother Bu's strength is on the battle list. A mere too spiritual list may not necessarily make his mark in the competition between the two major academies!"

I smiled slightly and ignored it.

After saying hello to Dan Tai Yao, Tang Queran, Gu Wei and others, he followed Lin Muzhao, Lu Qingshu and other disciples of the Holy Palace to the battle platform of the Holy Palace disciples.

At this time, the light of light broke through dawn and dispelled the fog. The battle platform on the Bailu River revealed the true face of Mount Lu, which was hundreds of feet high and could last several miles long, enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of spectators. The entire battle platform was covered with ancient inscriptions, mysterious and powerful, and there were many old monsters among the spectators. Among them, the two old courtyard owners of Bailu Academy appeared. They sat together and commented. Needless to think, these two people were the "treasures of the town" of the two major academies.

My cousin and Lord Fan City are not far away.

"sister."

I approached and said hello.

Her beautiful eyes shine brightly and she smiled and said, "Come on!"

"Um!"

Then, he nodded at City Lord Fan: "Master Lord!"

Lord Fan also nodded and smiled: "Xiaoxuan, don't let your sister down."

"It must not."

Turning back to the sequence of disciples of the Holy Palace, standing at the last one in Bailu Palace, was also the farthest from Lin Muzhao, so that she had to tilt her head to see me.

"Swish swish swish swish--"

As figures came, the thirty-three Holy Palace disciples from Tianfeng Academy also arrived. They were all wearing white robes and white skirts, and they were indescribably beautiful. The male disciple Fengshen was handsome and the female disciple was as beautiful as a flower. In terms of appearance, the Holy Palace of Tianfeng Academy and the Holy Palace of Bailu Academy were considered to be in equitable. With my appearance, I was at most a little bit more moderate.

Li Qingyin stood at the forefront, with a fairy-looking face, looking at me with beautiful eyes, smiling, and transmitting a voice: "Young Master Bu, you won't challenge Qingyin today, right?"

"No, how could I bear to beat my wife?" I replied with a smile.

Suddenly, her pretty face was full of helplessness and she did not talk to me anymore.

It seems that there is no way to continue chatting. Although Li Qingyin has been much closer to me recently, she has never been able to take that step, which has made her worry too many things. Whether it is the rules of the Holy Palace, or Shangguan Nanfeng's influence on her since childhood, Dundu's teachings, these are enough to make her unable to let go of her feelings. This is also the reason why I have called her wife again and again, but she never dared to respond positively.

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Chapter completed!