"Two seniors, North Frontier City is right in front of us, we will arrive at the competition place soon."

Chu Yue straightened her spine and her back was as straight as a green pine, calm as before, without any timidity: "I brought those three hundred disciples out of Ziyuan, I would never watch them walk back to the old path. If so, I would rather let them go.

They stayed in Ziyuan for the second half of their lives. This time, no matter what the result of the northern border is, I want them to go back safely."

"Xiao Chu, this road is very difficult, but life and death, the War Academy will accompany you." Ji Cang said.

Chen Taibo's gray eyes showed a hint of admiration.

Ye Mo Hanxu narrowed his narrow purple eyes, looked at Chu Yue’s conversation with the two seniors, and fell into deep thought.

Mu Fengming raised his jaw lightly and noticed something was wrong here.

Logically speaking, the arrival of Jixia Academy is a good thing.

But why do these people all look like they are on the execution ground?

Mu Fengming pondered silently, thinking about something, slowly rubbing the slightly convex cuffs on his fingertips.

"The team battle this morning will be played by Zi Yuan's disciples."

President Ji said: "Xiaojiu, they have never been out to be alone. Lao Liu said before that they rely too much on you. If you are not by your side, they will be distracted. In this way, they will be watched.

Jiang Chengzi, Jixia Academy and others discovered the clues.”

"Little Bird, hurry up!"

Chu Yue's heart sank and said with a stare.

Suzaku's speed suddenly became faster!

It was related to the life and death of Ziyuan's disciples, so it no longer cared about Chu Yue and did not call her Master Que.

Chu Yue stood upright, looking towards the direction of the North Frontier City, gritting her teeth!

Three hundred Ziyuan disciples must wait for her!

Soon, it will arrive!

...

North border city, Linyuan Mountains.

The place where the competition is very lively.

The supervision of the heavenly forces, the observation of the Jixia Academy, and countless forces and warriors came from afar to witness the style of disciples of the top ten academys.

There are crowds of people and the sounds are buzzing.

Above the huge battle platform, there are the first round of Sanhung Ziyuan disciples vs. Sanhung disciples of Shen Xuan.

A total of 600 disciples will be polite and will be able to compete at the battlefield. After a small trial, they will enter the Linyuan Mountains and conduct a real trial.

The head of the three hundred disciples of Shenxuan is Ye Xun'er, the chief secretary.

She was wearing a long golden dress with a glowing glow, and was dressed in fine powder, and was surrounded by stars like moonlight.

Beside her were disciples such as Chen Qinghe and Su Weiyang from Shenxuan.

The sound of the gong shook the sky and rushed into the sky, stimulating everyone's eardrums.

The head of the Yan Mansion in the North announced loudly: "Shen Xuan fights against the war, the first round of battles and Taiwan competitions, please continue!"

The King of Northern Realm and the Ancestor Wu sat on the throne and watched the huge battle platform.

"How come these Ziyuan disciples look bad?" The King of Northland narrowed his eyes and asked curiously.

Wu Zu frowned, and was also a little confused.

I saw that the Ziyuan disciples looked very strange, with a hostility towards the turbid world and fear of all things.

Compared with the radiant and confident appearance of the disciples of Shenxuan, the disciples of Ziyuan were dressed in strange clothes and had weak steps.

The warriors gathered around the battlefield and began to discuss:

"What's going on with these Ziyuan disciples in the War Academy? Could it be that they were afraid of Shen Xuan and wanted to escape in the last battle?"

"They are not Ye Chuyue's disciples. Should they also follow Ye Chuyue's example to do the abstention?"

"Since you don't have the courage, you're not going to come down yet. Isn't this a waste of our time?"


Chapter completed!