At about four o'clock, Tao Cheng walked into the training ground with two strange faces, one big, one small, one girl and one man. The others obviously knew these two people, especially Wei Sheng, and his greeting expression was so enthusiastic. If Zhan Zhan had not seen his arrogant virtue, he would have thought he had been a hotel concierge.

Only Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie are newcomers here. Tao Cheng specially introduced them to them - the female was Wu Xiangzhi, the training instructor, the sword king-level master, and the male was Li Zhun, who was squeezed down by Han Feixie. The quota that Yun Wuyi wanted was given to Han Feixie, so that the two people would take care of each other in the conference.

Zhan Zhan saw Li Zhun's gloomy gaze and leaned against Han Feixie with guilt.

Wu Xiangzhi looked at Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan carefully, and found that they were one of the sword masters and the sword masters. He was shocked. Nan Yao, the first person in the four major academy, was only in the middle level of the sword masters, which was beyond the reach of his peers. They were enough to sweep the conference by practicing alone. I thought that Zhan Zhan Zhan’s sword master was a rumor, but I didn’t want it to be true. The unknown young man next to him had actually reached the sword masters, and he was only one step away from him. How could this... be possible?!

She is an instructor, so she naturally understands better than the students that the difference in cultivation level is a thousand miles away. She is immediately excited. With the two of them here, it is not a dream for Emperor Guang to dominate the Sword Intent Conference!

She looked at Li Zhun and felt a little guilty. She insisted on bringing Li Zhun over for training together, so that if the two of the Zhan family were not successful, they could still win a fight for Li Zhun. Now it seems that it is unnecessary.

Not only was she excited, but even Tao Cheng was also surprised. Sword Master and Sword Lord who were less than twenty years old? No wonder the emperor was so afraid of the Zhan family. After one Zhan Lei, another Zhan Zhan and Zhan Zheng came. The Zhan family really had many talents!

"Old rule, practice reaction first." No matter what I thought, Wu Xiangzhi acted very casually and took out eight sacks of flour, "You guys, each carrying a bag."

Zhan Zhan has a bad premonition.

After Wu Xiangzhi got the flour bag, he asked them to occupy eight directions and form a large circle between two meters apart from each person. "The old rules are that whoever sprinkles more is the less sprinkled will win. There is no time limit, and the flour is over and the beginning is finished!"

After she finished speaking, Zhan Zhan excitedly grabbed a handful and planned to attack, but found that Lan Junyuan, Li Zhun, Shen Yidiao and Han Feixie remained unmoved. Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling looked at each other and leaned against each other. Wei Sheng stepped back a few steps.

Zhan Zhan let go of the flour awkwardly.

At this moment, Wei Sheng, opposite him, suddenly rushed towards Lan Junyuan on his left.

Zhan Zhan was about to applaud, but the orange flour in Wei Sheng's hand sprinkled on him.

Zhan Zhan is at the peak of the sword master. Even if he is one step late, his movement speed is not covered. The speed of his body and flour are sprinkled with the speed of flour, just like two drifting parallel lines!

But at this time, a sudden change occurred.

Lan Junyuan and Li Zhun, who were sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight, took action at the same time.

Li Zhun was responsible for blocking Zhan Zhan's retreat, and Lan Junyuan waved his palm to speed up the flour that Wei Sheng was sprinkled.

Damn! You know they will join forces to attack!

Zhan Zhan was immediately in a state of attack on three sides!

However, on the other side of him was Han Feixie.

Han Feixie turned around and kicked. The sword energy brought out from his foot was like an invisible air wall, sucking the orange flour, and the moment Wei Sheng landed on the ground, it spilled back!

The speed of going back is faster than the speed of scattering.

Wei Sheng blinked his eyes and became a face man. Lan Junyuan stood not far away, but hid very quickly and got a little hit on the upper. However, Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling were more unlucky because they stood behind Wei Sheng and swept the area larger. The two looked at each other, and surrounded Han Feixie from behind Wei Sheng, one left and one right.

On the other hand, Zhan Zhan was wary of seeing Li Zhun moving over. Before the other party could take action, he had already spread the powder from his palm over his head.

Li Zhun drew a circle with one hand, and the red flour was like a ball of sunshine, which was wrapped in front of him.

Zhan Zhan slapped his palm!

Although Han Feixie has been supervising him to practice cutting iron like mud palms, out of selfishness, he secretly learned about flying flower palms in his spare time, and finally came in handy. Flying flower palms emphasize lifting weights and lightness, as if there is something and nothing, as if there is nothing, and there is still nothing, and it is endless. If it is done, the palm technique will be like flying flowers all over the sky, everywhere, which is in line with the current situation.

So he punched out the flying flower palm, and the flour that was kneaded into a large ball of flour was immediately caught in pieces.

Li Zhun was just a sword general who was upstairs, and his sword energy cultivation was much different from Zhan Zhan's head-on battle, and he was destined to suffer a loss. A huge sword energy attack came, and he could only retreat quickly! But he could not retreat at Zhan Zhan's aggressive speed.

The big red pink ball just slapped him from a high point, sprinkling him into a popular man.

The winner of his side was revealed, and Han Feixie was even more suspenseful. The result of Wei Sheng, Lan Junyuan, Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling joining forces was that Han Feixie's white flour was sprinkled into four snowmen.

Wu Xiangzhi watched indifferently, and couldn't help but hit Shen, who was standing there, and said, "You haven't taken action yet? Are you planning to spend this tonight?"

Shen Yidiao glanced at the others and found that the flour in their hands was either on others or on the ground. He couldn't help but sigh, took out the flour and poured it directly on his head.

...

The flour war is over.

Wu Xiangzhi looked at Shen Yidiao, her mouth twitched, and she glared at Tao Cheng without any trace, as if she was saying: Why is the person who was brushed down Li Zhun, not Shen Yidiao?

Tao Cheng smiled and touched his beard, then left without any responsibility and shamelessness.

Wu Xiangzhi: "..."

"Come back." She said, "I don't have to say which side of victory, right?"

Although Li Zhun's face was blushing, his face was extremely smelly, and his tight brows could hang his clothes.

Wu Xiangzhi nodded to Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan and said, "You have outstanding cultivation and will take advantage of the first battle, but the first battle is the first battle. Taking advantage of the first battle does not mean taking advantage of the melee."

Zhan Zhan was proud, and he was stunned when he heard this: "Why?"

Wu Xiangzhi was optimistic about them in her heart, but on the surface she deliberately poured cold water on her face. On the one hand, she was afraid that they would underestimate the enemy and underestimate the enemy. On the other hand, she did not want to deepen the conflict between them and Di Guang. From the battle just now, it could be seen that their relationship was not harmonious. "If you can decide the victory or defeat based on your cultivation level, why hold the Sword Intent Conference? Every year, I would just find someone to count the cultivation level of students of each academies and rank high and low rankings?"

Zhan Zhan nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Wu Xiangzhi said: "Junyuan, come and explain the melee."

Lan Junyuan said: "The first battle consists of four academies cross-play, winning one game and adding one point, losing no extra points. Finally, the scores of the four major academies are totaled. The first-ranked academies remove one contestant with the lowest score, the second two, and so on. Then there is a melee, which means that all the remaining players compete at the same time, until the four people are left. The semi-finals and finals are held."

Zhan Zhan said in confusion: "The first place in the first battle is not very cost-effective? They have six people left."

Lan Junyuan said: "It may not be possible. The wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will destroy it. The more students there are, the more likely it is to cause fear and join forces from other academies. Not only the number of people is easy to be afraid, but the level of cultivation is also average."

Zhan Zhan understood. Just like the Three Kingdoms Killing the Country War, which country has a large number of people, the other countries will first join forces to destroy them. If the general cooperates well, the generals of other countries will join forces to fight him.

But what Lan Junyuan didn't say was that there was one person who was the exception - Nan Yao.

I still remember that Nan Yao had been stared at the Sword Intent Conference for the first time, but the other five students of the Taikong Academy sent Nan Yao to the semi-finals by dying together. Nan Yao did not disappoint and won the first place of the year. By the second year, other academies used their old tricks again, and the result was extremely tragic. Nan Yao was angry and started killing. Bai Meng Academy suffered the most heavy losses and was wiped out. The seven stars of Emperor Guang did not go too far under the constraints of the battle thunder. Because of this, Nan Yao was still merciless to Di Guang in a few years. Li Zhun was not injured when he drew Zhongnan Yao last time. The scene of besieging Nan Yao ended since then, and Taikong also dominated the Sword Intent Conference for three consecutive years. Although other academies were unwilling to do anything.

Wu Xiangzhi said: "The Sword Intent Conference is not a place to show off one's personal heroes, it is team cooperation! From now on, I want you to form four teams."

Zhan Zhan immediately stood with Han Feixie.

Wu Xiangzhi glanced at him and pointed his finger at Li Zhun, "You team!"

Zhan Zhan: "..."

Situ Qinqin and Yun Shuiling are one of the future queens and the other are the princesses. Naturally, they cannot be too close to other men, so they are in a team. Wei Sheng and Shen attack, Han Feixie and Lan Junyuan.

Zhan Zhan thinks this team list is really...

"Now start practicing in pairs." Wu Xiangzhi left after saying that.

Leaving Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie to look at each other. How to practice?

Li Zhun walked to Zhan Zhan and said, "I'll fight with you." Everyone else wiped their faces with cloth, and he and Shen Yidiao walked around carelessly with the pink on their faces.

Zhan Zhan said cautiously: "How to fight?"

"You hit me."

“…Is there such a good thing?”

Li Zhun said: "If the fight is not good, I will hit you."

"How to plan well?"

"I can't resist it!"

“For example?”

Li Zhun suddenly attacked him, Zhan Zhan subconsciously avoided it and shouted, "You are lying to others, it is clearly you who beat me."

Li Zhun said: "What are you hiding? Fight back!"

Zhan Zhan said: "Isn't it good?"

Li Zhun's face became even worse, "Zhan Lei's younger brother is indeed the same as him, he is a waste."

"..." Zhan Zhan rushed forward and beat him up, "I like to hit pig's head the most!"

Li Zhun dodged and said, "The speed is too slow! The position of the punch is wrong! Fast! No matter how fast...ah!"

After Zhan Zhan kicked him away, he raised his foot, raised his head and blew it twice at his toes, "You said I can, don't say my brother!" Although he had never seen Zhan Lei, he had already regarded him as his brother in his heart... It was as if Zhan Zhan, he should have an excellent brother like Zhan Lei.

Li Zhun got up and rushed over again.

It was Zhan Zhan who published a book, and Li Zhun dodged.

After fighting five times, Zhan Zhan couldn't bear it anymore, "Hey, let's take a break!"

Li Zhun stood up and said, "Zhan Lei won't be so quick to shout that he's tired."

"...but you will hurt."

Li Zhun said: "I'm fine."

Zhan Zhan said, "Stop pretending, I know you just used the provocation method." Even if he didn't see it at the beginning, seeing that he was beaten so many times, not only was he not angry, but he looked pleased with a look of relief.

Li Zhun did not deny it, "You took my quota, of course you must be responsible for me."

Zhan Zhan: "..." He was taking the quota, not the reputation, so what responsibility should he bear?

Zhan Zhan said: "I am fighting for my brother."

Li Zhun said: "Then you have to be even more responsible!"

Zhan Zhan: "..." Our family is not prosperous.

Li Zhun said: "Otherwise, how can you be your brother's younger brother."
To be continued...