Although they are the actual administrators of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, they will always be students in front of Xie Ru.
Meng Shenji whispered to the two people beside him, " Dean Xie made an exception to attend this year, probably because of those three people."
" Chen Xuan is his junior apprentice, and those two have been getting close to him lately. He probably wants to see how they perform on the field."
"That's good. With Dean Xie here, those who want to pull some dirty tricks in this year's competition will have to think twice."
Xie Ru's appearance made those who wanted to harm them behave themselves, at least during the competition.
Yang Guyun, carrying his gun, glanced expressionlessly at the VIP seats, then looked down to examine the tip of the gun, seemingly less concerned with the arrival of the Titled Douluo than with the tip of his gun.
Sword Dao is far more than just a contest of skill levels.
On the other side of the stands, the students of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy were so excited that their faces turned red.
" Dean Xie! It's Dean Xie!"
"This is the first time I've seen a real person in my three years of schooling!"
Zhou Qiubai suddenly asked, "Brother Chen, are you nervous that your Junior Martial Uncle is coming to see you?"
Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, then answered seriously, "A little."
"Afraid of not playing well?"
"No," Chen Xuan shook his head, "I'm afraid he'll go back and nag me. His nagging is more tiring than a fight."
Zhou Qiubai: "..."
Yang Guyun added without looking up, "So you've been holding back because you're afraid of being nagged?"
Chen Xuan smiled and said, " Brother Yang is very intelligent."
Yang Guyun finally looked up at him. "Are you admitting you're lazy?"
Chen Xuan's smile widened, " Brother Yang has become even more astute."
Yang Guyun turned to Zhou Qiubai: "I really want to hit him now."
Zhou Qiubai sighed, "Just bear with it. If we hit him, his Junior Martial Uncle will beat us both up."
Yang Guyun pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Never mind then."
It's true that Yang Guyun is warlike, but being warlike doesn't mean wanting to die.
The three of them exchanged a glance and then suddenly laughed.
In the VIP section, Xie Ru's gaze swept across the crowd and landed on a corner of the players' rest area.
Three young men: one dressed in White Clothes carrying a sword, one with Black Spear slung over his shoulder, and one carrying a basket of books, laughing carefree.
He stared for three breaths, then looked away, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Xue Ye noticed and asked softly, "What are you looking at, teacher?"
Xie Ru replied, "Let's see a few troublesome ones."
Following his gaze, Xue Ye saw the three people.
As the emperor, he was naturally aware of these three men.
Even without Chen Xuan saying anything, the fact that he was his mentor's junior disciple was enough to warrant his attention.
Chen Xuan is like a carbon copy of Xie Ru.
They generally won't take action unless it's a critical moment.
I guess he'll just be a spectator this time.
"The teacher... values them highly?"
Xie Ru didn't answer directly, but simply said, "The competition is about to begin."
Xue Ye wisely refrained from asking any further questions.
He knew his teacher's personality well; if he didn't want to talk about it, he would take the secret to his grave, even if it meant his death.
The host's voice rang out again.
"Now, please welcome the participating teams to the stage!"
The cheers erupted once again.
In the players' rest area, the teams began to tidy up their uniforms and prepare to enter the arena.
Zhou Qiubai stood up and straightened his clothes. His white robes were as White Clothes as snow, and White Clothes Sword hung lightly at his waist.
Yang Guyun lowered the Returnless Spear from his shoulder and held it in his hand.
Chen Xuan also stood up, but he just stood there and had no intention of making a move.
Zhou Qiubai: "Brother Chen, it's almost time to enter."
Chen Xuan didn't even look up. "I know."
"So you're still reading?"
"I won't feel at ease until I finish reading this chapter."
Yang Guyun said coldly, "If you're not at ease, neither are we."
Chen Xuan finally looked up, smiling at him, " Brother Yang, don't worry, you don't need to lift a finger to enter."
Yang Guyun: "..."
Zhou Qiubai: "Let's go, let's go, ignore him."
The three followed the flow of people toward the entrance passage.
Zhou Qiubai suddenly remembered...
This situation feels like being caught red-handed while watching a movie, right when you're at the most exciting part.
There's no need for this kind of bizarre JOJO analogy.
The difference is that this time he is no longer a spectator.
He's the one on stage.
" Yang Guyun," he suddenly spoke.
"Um?"
Are you nervous?
Yang Guyun paused for a moment, then replied, "I'm not nervous about the gun."
Zhou Qiubai smiled.
Yes, I'm not nervous about the gun.
That's fine then.
The three-person team stood out somewhat at this moment.
After all, which team doesn't have seven main players plus a bunch of backups? A team with more than ten people is considered small. Even Shrek, which is known as "the first in the world and the second in the world," still has ten people besides Tang San.
This is the first time I've seen people like Zhou Qiubai.
In the VIP section, Xue Ye asked softly, "Teacher, how far can they go?"
Xie Ru was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It's up to them."
In the VIP section, Xie Ru and Xue Ye had just sat down when a figure slowly approached.
"Sorry I'm late."
As the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, he was always the one who made the grand entrance at the end of such occasions.
After all, neither of the two empires could afford to offend the Spirit Hall.
This year, he also plans to continue this tradition.
He had already prepared a sarcastic and sarcastic remark in his mind, taking the opportunity to cause some trouble for the Heaven Dou Empire and, incidentally, belittle the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's representative team.
After all, while the Spirit Hall and the two great empires appear to be on good terms, their secret rivalry is a life-or-death struggle. He doesn't mind putting Xue Ye in a difficult position in this public setting.
With the Spirit Hall backing him up, what can Xue Ye do to him?
Besides, even the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire is from the Spirit Hall Heaven Dou Empire, so what's there for him to panic about?
Just as he was pacing back and forth, making sarcastic remarks to the emperor in the main seat, his gaze shifted and was drawn to a figure.
Xie Ru.
The literary giant was sitting calmly in the emperor's seat, completely unaware of what was happening.
Salas stopped abruptly.
He couldn't utter or swallow the prepared explanation he had prepared for a long time.
A literary giant, a master of Sword Dao, the former prime minister of the empire, and the mentor of Xue Ye...
Alright, alright, there are so many people, the VIP seats are almost full.
It should be understood that Xie Ru was a leader among literati and a spiritual icon for Confucian scholars throughout the land.
A saying circulates within the Spirit Hall.
Offending the emperor might allow you to escape, but offending Xie Ru means you won't even have a chance to run away.
Scholars across the entire mainland could drown you in their spittle at any moment.
A writer's pen can portray you as a sinner for all time in history books, making your reputation infamous for eternity and preventing your descendants from ever holding their heads high.
The Spirit Hall is not afraid of fighting and killing, but this is what it fears most.
There was once a Titled Douluo offended the literary world. His story was written about and circulated widely, and he was transformed from a " Titled Douluo Your Majesty" into a "deceitful charlatan." In the end, even his disciple severed ties with him, and he died in despair.
Xie Ru, on the other hand, represents the pinnacle of the literary world.
If he were to mention " the Spirit Hall " in a book, even if it were just a casual mention, scholars across the land would spontaneously write a 100,000-word critique.
At that time, the reputation of the Spirit Hall will inevitably plummet.