Chapter 27 The Battle of the Four Courtyards

When the morning light penetrated into the window, the tears on Xia's face could be faintly seen. Once upon a time, those gray-white eyes did not shed tears a few times. Xia slowly opened his eyes, and his clear and pure eyes gushed out infinite murderous intent.

Qinfeng College has gathered all the teachers and students. Dean Bo He personally led the team. The venue of this four-academ college war is Lingwu College. Next to Bohe was Han Long and more than 20 other teachers. He also stood silently beside him. From time to time, Ye Rong would talk to General Xia and answer to General Xia one by one. This scene attracted a lot of jealousy of Ye Rong's love.

Bo He looked at the people behind him and nodded gently. "Since everyone is almost here, let's go to Lingwu College!" I don't ask you to show any results, as long as you do your best.

"Yes, Dean." Everyone agreed in unison.

"Teacher, wait for me." The voice of the familiar middle-aged man came, and even if he asked Xia, he couldn't help looking at him doubtfully, "Ye Xuan?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Rong greeted her with a smile, "Dad."

Jing Xia almost dropped her chin in surprise. Ye Xuan, who listened to Qin Xuan, was Ye Rong's father? And he is still a disciple of Bohe? All the doubts in my heart have been solved.

Why did Bohe know that he was a disciple of Wutian? It turned out that it was because of Ye Xuan. Why was Ye Rong, a young lady, in the worst piano style college? It was also because of Ye Xuan. If you think so, isn't Ye Xuan the son of the head of the Ye family?

Looking at everyone's calm appearance, General Xia suddenly had a feeling of being kept in the dark. He didn't know it alone, but he didn't care much about it. He was just a little surprised that the son of the head of the Ye family would run to Kaiqinxuan.

Ye Xuan lovingly touched Ye Rong's head, and then walked to Bohe and said, "Teacher, I'm also a member of the Qinfeng College. How can such a good day be without me today?" After saying that, his eyes swept on Xia intentionally or unintentionally.

Bohe smiled and said, "Well, since you're here, let's go together!"

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Haohao Tangtang's team set out for Lingwu College. I don't know that the team of Chuanxia has the smallest number of people. Fortunately, the people in Yanjing have been surprised by this for a long time. While making way, they can't help but have some strange eyes.

About half an hour later, the team entered the Lingwu College. There were receptionists at the door. When they saw the Qinfeng College led by Bohe, many people were despised.

Jiang Xia is walking in the crowd. The last time he came to Lingwu College, he was blocked from the door, but now he comes as a piano school. This change has to make people sigh.

Lingwu College is about the same size as Qinfeng College. Due to the number of people, the latter looks relatively desolate. The venue of the Fourth Academy War is naturally the largest training ground of the college. In the middle is a large arena with a height of more than one meter and an area of about 300 planes. The east side of the ring is higher than the ring. On the high platform, there are four chairs on the high platform, of which three old people have sat on three chairs, and they are the deans of other colleges. Behind him are the teachers of the college.

And the other three sides were surrounded by a circle of black crowds. When everyone saw the appearance of Qinfeng College and others, they were all contemptuous and disdainful.

The deans of the three colleges looked at each other, and the dean of Qinwu in a white robe sneered, "The worst strength, and the latest one to come."

After a few words from Bo He briefly, he led Han Long, Ye Xuan and other teachers to the east platform. After the three deans simply said hello to Bo He, they didn't look at him any more. They chatted to themselves. Bo He was also happy and quiet and sat on the chair and narrowed his eyes.

Search for the figures of Lan Guang and Situ Yan in the crowd with Xia's eyes. Among them, Lan Guang is a must-kill, no matter what the price is paid, even if they die together.

After a moment, the old man sitting in the second position slowly stood up and glanced around, and the whole audience suddenly became extremely quiet. Tens of thousands of people looked at each other with hot eyes.

"Cough." The old man coughed twice, and the strong voice echoed, "Young people, I won't say more nonsense. Everyone knows the rules of the game. There are two players in each round, and the winner can choose to take a break. After a round of rest, someone will challenge you. You can choose to fight or abstain. If you choose to abstain, you can only stop. In the same place, the competition can kill people. The last person standing on the stage is the champion. The ranking of the college is also determined according to your performance. Of course, the reward is absolutely rich. Fight for yourself and fight for the college.

"Good." The low people had already rubbed their hands, and their blood was boiling. The shocking cheers resounded throughout the training ground. The old man waved his hand and shouted in a low voice, "I announce that the game will start now."

As soon as the words fell, there were two figures in the crowd rushing to the ring. Looking at their clothes, it can be judged that one is from the Holy Martial Arts College and the other is from the Qinwu Academy.

Simple self-reporting, in the anxious eyes of everyone, the two fought together. With fists and feet intersect and strength, Xiang Xia can see through the strength of the two at a glance. They are both third-level warriors. After a general look, he continued to look for Lan Guang in the crowd.

"Jing Xia, do you want me to introduce you to the dean of the four colleges!" Ye Rong also had no interest in watching the battle. She walked to General Xia and pointed to the first position of the high platform east of the ring without waiting for him to open his mouth. "That is Black Stone, the dean of Shengwu College, the second is Ouhai, the dean of Lingwu College, and the third is Bai Ya."

Xia was slightly stunned, roughly swept over the three people, and his eyes finally rested on Ou Hai. His cold eyes appeared, that was, he turned away from Meng Yu and said that the college did not accept garbage.

Ye Rong's tone was a little helpless, "Jingxia, these four positions are arranged according to the results of the last competition. Our dean has been sitting there for four years."

"Oh? What was the best score before? Jiang Xia asked.

"Hey hey." Ye Rong actually smiled mysteriously and was a little proud. "Qinfeng College used to be a myth. It has been a champion for ten years in a row."

"What?" Jiang Xia was shocked and doubted if he had heard it wrong just now.

"Hee hee, be surprised!" Ye Rong was quite satisfied with the appearance of Xia, and then regretted him. "It was only six years ago that the Qinfeng College slowly went downhill."

Xia frowned, glanced at the hot two people who were fighting in the ring, and asked solemnly, "Why? Six years ago, the Qinfeng College was still the dean of Wutian, right? The Qinwu College didn't suppress the Qin style at that time.

"Hmm!" Ye Rong nodded and opened her red lips gently. "In fact, the main reason for the failure of the piano is not white teeth."

"Why is that?"

"Because Dean Bohe** has a genius, the first seventh-level zither master in the history of the Blue Wind Empire is shocked."

Xia's face changed and her pupils became sharp. "Do you think the first Tianqin master of the Blue Wind Empire was a disciple of Dean Bohe?"

"Yes! Dean Bohe was proud of him. The Qinfeng College should have been prosperous. As a result, he didn't expect that Bo Jingfeng left the Blue Wind Empire less than half a year after becoming a Tianqin Master, and abandoned the surname given to him by Dean Bohe, only called Jingfeng. Ye Rong's pretty face was a little angry when she said this, and her little mouth was high. "Dean Bohe was deeply hit, and his hair turned white overnight. Since then, the piano and wind college has slowly gone downhill."

Jianxia's heart could no longer keep calm. Looking at the old-haired Bohe on the high platform, he had a trace of pity. He finally understood the meaning of Wutian's advice before leaving.

"Xia'er, if you walk out of this village in the future and are lucky enough to become a seventh-level zither master, the teacher hopes that you must remember the way home."

The so-called way home is to advise yourself that people should not forget their originals. Jiang Xia's heart was deeply touched, and he secretly felt that it was not worth it for Dean Bohe.

"Ban!" The slight force on the stage trembled, and Xia came to his senses. He saw that the man of Shengwu College had been knocked down on the ground. The Qinwu Academy suddenly burst into joy.

"Good, hehe." Dean Qinwu's white teeth and old face unfolded, while President Shengwu's black stone's old eyes narrowed slightly, and his withered fingers rubbed the beard on his chin, which did not show any dissatisfaction.

The loser in the ring was carried down, and the winner chose to stay on the field, showing his face. Suddenly, a fierce figure exploded into the ring.

The people below scratched for a while. Ye Rongxiu frowned and exclaimed softly, "It's Situ Yan!" Xia was shocked, and his cold and chilly eyes rested on the sharp figure.

"Hey hey, do you want me to send you down? Or do you go down by yourself? Situ Yan looked at the man of Qinwu College in front of him with a contemptuous sneer.

The latter's face changed greatly and forcibly suppressed the panic in his body. "Situ Yan, I, I'm not afraid of you."

"Hey hey!"

The airflow in the ring was chaotic, and the pupils of the man of the Qinwu College shrank tightly, and then a sharp pain came from his chest, "Poot!" A mouthful of red blood sprayed out, and his body suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily under the ring.

Everyone was silent, and even the people of Shengwu College did not expect that Situ Yan, who won the championship, would play so quickly and shocked everyone's hearts with the momentum of thunder. President Shengwu still looked indifferent, and President Qinwu looked a little ugly.

Situ Yan smiled faintly and said, "I don't have to come up to see those rubbish. Who dares to compete with me?"

Everyone looked at each other in the second round. In the second round, Situ Yan killed him. Those with poor strength didn't even have a chance to perform.

Xia looked at the other party's arrogant appearance coldly, and the cold murderous intention spread quietly in his heart.

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