Chen Xuan chuckled from the side.
"You can keep your composure."
Zhou Qiubai looked at his back and suddenly asked, "Senior, you just mentioned giving students all over the world a chance to choose, but what about yourself? Who gave you the chance to choose back then?"
"No one gives," he said softly, "So I give."
Yang Guyun also raised his head and looked at the old man. Although he didn't make a sound, his hand holding the gun barrel tightened unconsciously.
Chen Xuan stood aside quietly, his eyes falling on his uncle's back, his eyes showing respect that was difficult for others to notice.
Xie Ru walked back to the bluestone, sat down again, and poured himself a cup of tea. "Okay, you decide for yourself how to choose."
Zhou Qiubai took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed deeply to Xie Ru: "Thank you, senior."
Yang Guyun also stood up, cupped his fists and saluted. Although he didn't say much, he was extremely respectful.
The three of them walked out of Back Mountain and came outside the wall of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Yang Guyun suddenly stopped. "Second Team When are those seven people going to fight?"
Zhou Qiubai thought for a while, "The sooner the better. Let's do it tomorrow."
Yang Guyun nodded. "Okay."
Chen Xuan asked from the side, "How does Brother Zhou plan to fight?"
Zhou Qiubai glanced at him. "Brother Chen, do you have any suggestions?"
Chen Xuan smiled, "I'm just a scholar, I don't know about fighting and killing."
Zhou Qiubai is speechless.
This guy always says the same thing.
Yang Guyun rarely said, "Do you believe he is a scholar?"
Zhou Qiubai sighed, "I don't believe it, but if he doesn't recognize it, I can't hit him."
Chen Xuan's smile remained unchanged, "Brother Zhou is sensible."
Zhou Qiubai was choked by him and had nothing to say.
When they reached a fork in the road, Chen Xuan stopped and held his hands towards the two of them. "I won't go there for tomorrow. If you need anything, you can come to South City Old Bookstore to find me."
Zhou Qiubai raised his eyebrows. "Brother Chen, don't you go and see how we will fight?"
Chen Xuan shook his head and smiled lightly, "I'm just a scholar, I don't want to be beaten or killed."
Yang Guyun said expressionlessly, "Then let's go."
Chen Xuan smiled and cupped his hands, turned around and left.
Zhou Qiubai watched his back disappear into the dusk and suddenly said, "How strong is he?"
Yang Guyun thought for a while and answered seriously, "I don't know."
Zhou Qiubai turned to look at him. "What do you think?"
Yang Guyun was silent for a moment and uttered four words: "Unfathomable."
Zhou Qiubai nodded, he felt the same way.
Chen Xuan's vague feeling made him feel itchy every time they met, but that person always refused to take action, leaving him unable to use it.
The two of them returned to the inn
Zhou Qiubai was about to open the door and go in when he suddenly remembered something and turned around and asked Yang Guyun: "By the way, I'll call Second Team tomorrow, you or me?"
Yang Guyun glanced at him. "Come on."
"Why?"
"If I go, something could happen easily."
Zhou Qiubai thought for a while and nodded to express understanding.
Once Yang Guyun takes action, it is indeed easy to cause trouble.
Because he doesn't even know what convergence is.
It wouldn't be fun if you beat someone to death.
"Okay, I'll come in then." Zhou Qiubai pushed open the door and entered, "Try to only injure but not kill."
Yang Guyun followed closely, and said a rare long sentence, "Just conquer him, don't destroy him. After all, he is a son of a nobleman, and it will be troublesome if he is defeated."
Zhou Qiubai didn't look back. "Don't worry, I'm measured."
The two walked into the lobby and were immediately greeted by a waiter, "The two guests are back? Are you going to have dinner in the lobby or send it to your room?"
Zhou Qiubai glanced at the bustling lobby and said casually, "Let's give him a room. Just keep it light."
The waiter responded and turned around to make arrangements.
The two went upstairs and returned to their rooms.
Tomorrow, we have to defeat seven noble children.
The day after tomorrow, we need to start preparing for the competition.
In the early morning of the next day, after breakfast, the two of them walked in the direction of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
The atmosphere on the street is more lively than in previous days.
Among this bustling crowd, Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun appear particularly low-key.
The two of them were wearing ordinary uniforms without any college logo.
"I heard that Skywater Academy is the seeded team in this competition!" a student on the side said excitedly.
"That's right! That girl Shui Bing'er, I heard she is beautiful and can fight, Ice Phoenix Martial Soul, she is really amazing!" Another person also echoed.
"Godwind Academy is not to be outdone. That boy Feng Xiaotian, Innate Full Soul Power, even created his own Continuous Slash. He is so handsome!" Another person interrupted.
Zhou Qiubai was listening to these heated discussions, but there was no expression on his face. At this moment, Yang Guyun suddenly asked, "Shui Bing'er, is this the one you are talking about?"
Zhou Qiubai paused in his steps and his expression changed. "What did I say?"
Yang Guyun looked serious. "That friend of yours."
"I told you, we are friends." Zhou Qiubai was a little impatient.
"Oh." Yang Guyun prolonged his voice, as if he was pondering these two words, "Friend."
Zhou Qiubai was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to move forward.
But Yang Guyun followed him, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "If you want to see her, go and see her. I won't stop you."
Zhou Qiubai shook his head. "Now is not the time."
"Then when is the time?" Yang Guyun asked puzzledly.
Zhou Qiubai thought for a while and said, "Let's wait on the field. Fighting openly is better than being sneaky."
Yang Guyun glanced at him and said nothing.
The two came to the door of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and were about to go in, but were stopped by the guard. "Which college are you two from? Please show your identification."
Zhou Qiubai was startled, is this person new here?
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind. "They are here to find me."
The two turned around and saw Chen Xuan standing behind them at some point, wearing a moon-white gown, carrying a bamboo book basket, with a gentle smile on his face.
The guard was obviously very familiar with Chen Xuan, and he quickly saluted. "Mr. Chen."
Chen Xuan nodded slightly and waved to Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun: "Let's go, Junior Martial Uncle asked me to take you in."
The three of them stepped into the academy, and there were some students standing in twos and threes. The moment they saw Chen Xuan, many people stopped what they were doing and cast curious glances.
Chen Xuan turned a blind eye to this and led Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun across the square towards the training ground.
On the way, Zhou Qiubai couldn't help but ask, "Why is Brother Chen here?"
"I, Junior Martial Uncle, asked me to come. He said that you are not familiar with the college and was afraid that you would get lost." Chen Xuan replied with a smile.
After all, including this time, we have been here three times in total.
Heaven Dou Royal Academy covers a large area, which is not just talk.
Not to mention this hilltop, the surrounding four or five hills are all the territory of the college.
Yang Guyun said expressionlessly, "We are not three-year-olds."
Chen Xuan is still smiling, noncommittal.
He glanced at Chen Xuan and found that Chen Xuan was also looking at him, with a trace of interesting smile in his eyes.
The three of them arrived at the door of the training ground, and heard shouts coming from far away.
Pushing the door open, I saw seven people sparring on the field.
To be precise, six people were surrounding one person and beating him, and the person being attacked looked miserable, twisting and turning.
Chen Xuan coughed lightly.
The seven people stopped and turned their heads in unison.
The leader was a young man in blue. As soon as he saw Chen Xuan, he immediately came forward and asked, "Mr. Chen, why are you here?"