Chapter 316

"Not participating?"

After listening to Yinghui's explanation, Zhou Bai gradually understood.

He thought to himself: "It's probably like the situation of not returning to China after studying abroad?"

But he quickly frowned again: "But Immortal Mingyue, why didn't he be allowed to participate in the competition of the four schools? Didn't Immortal Mingyue support Sanqing Daozong?"

Ying Rui: "The series of immortals represented by Taishang Tianzun have always been more supportive of human monks. They have been trying to help human monks break through and recruit human geniuses, hoping to add new ascendants and new immortals."

"However, in recent years, with the continuous increase of the distortion of the way of heaven, more and more immortals believe that the road to ascension has been cut off forever, which is also conceivable."

"This time Meng Ruocun is not allowed to participate in the four-school competition. I am afraid that the immortals have new ideas about the results of this four-school competition."

"A new idea?" Zhou Bai looked at Yinghui and said, "Is there any meaning in this competition between the four schools that I don't know?"

Ying Rui said in a voice transmission: "Because you are temporarily going to retreat, I haven't told you yet. This time the four schools are competing, and the four schools are doing their best, because this is a clarion call for the counterattack of human beings, and it is related to the battle of heaven and luck..."

So Yinghui told Zhou Bai the result of Leiyin Temple's colorless Zen master confronting the Dao of Heaven, and the results of the discussion between the four Dao schools.

"Zhou Bai, now you understand how important the competition of the four schools is this time? This may be a counterattack from the Jedi, or it may be a flashback. If you don't place all the bets on you, you may never have so many and such powerful geniuses again."

Ying Hui said: "At present, it seems that the major forces have their own ideas about the results of the four-school competition. They all want to include the number one title in the hands of their chosen ones, so as to get the full support of the four schools. At the same time, it can be regarded as inheriting the luck of this human being's last desperate fight."

"So Zhou Bai, you must win this time." Ying Hui looked at Zhou Bai and said, "Because I believe in you, you are the one who can lead mankind to victory."

Zhou Bai's heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at Yinghui in surprise: "Teacher, you actually thought of going with me? Sure enough, heroes see the same thing."

Winning: "..."

Zhou Bai: "By the way, do Qian Wangsun and the others know the inside story of this competition?"

Yinghui shook his head: "Only you know, it's not good to tell them that the pressure is too great. But your strength is strong enough, and your confidence is tough enough..." While talking, Yinghui remembered Zhou Bai's training report and Makoto's battle report.

"This kid is so ruthless. Not only does he hate the enemy, but he is even more ruthless towards himself. Let him know the inside story, and he will be more motivated."

While the two were talking, they had arrived at the foothold of Donghua Taoist School in Beihai City.

Zhou Bai walked to the room arranged for him, opened the door, and saw Qian Wangsun staring at him who opened the door.

"Yo, we're in the same room." Zhou Bai said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I become handsome again after ten days of retreat?"

"It's not this question. I'm talking about Zhou Bai..." Qian Wangsun frowned, as if there was something unspeakable: "Have you ever met..."

"Meet what?"

"Forget it, it's nothing." Qian Wangsun looked at his palm and thought to himself, "Does this count as a distortion?"

In the next few days, Zhou Bai and the other students did not go out, but stayed at the place where they were staying to practice silently, familiarized themselves with their abilities, and waited for the start of the competition between the four schools.

...

Four days later, at the entrance of the guest house, Zhou Bai and other students from the special training class stood together, and they were all wearing uniform blue combat uniforms.

According to Yinghui, the competition between the four schools is a team competition, and the teams of each Taoist school will also wear uniform uniforms to facilitate the distinction during the competition.

Among the more than 20 students in the special training class, except for the top ten participating in the official competition, the others, including Jing Xiu and Xia Li, will be spectators and reserve members.

If the participating students are injured, one of them will be selected to play.

Zhou Bai touched the cyan combat uniform on his body: "The texture is soft and very tough, and it seems to have the function of fire and explosion protection, which is not bad."

According to what Ying Huey said, when the primordial power was slightly injected into it, he felt that the combat uniform was tightened, and it was completely close to the body, and even the outline of his muscles appeared a little.

At this moment, Zhao Shouyi and Ying Hui stood together in front of more than 20 students from the special training class, looked at the crowd and said, "Students, today's competition between the four schools is not only about the honor of the Taoist school, but also about the future distribution of training materials in the four major cities by the Heavenly Court, and it is related to the future of countless people in the city."

"Everyone must do their best to strive for the first place."

Zhou Bai nodded.

Qian Wangsun's originally confused eyes gradually became sharper: "No matter what, let's finish this four-school competition first." '

Zuo Dao recalled what Zuo Lu said in his mind: "If Donghua Taoist School wins, tell me the truth about Miemen?" He clenched his fists suddenly: "I... no, we... will definitely win."

Zheng Wentian on the other side looked preoccupied, he remembered his father's instructions to him.

...

A white light and shadow flashed, it was the projection of True God Leibu and True Monarch Ziyang.

His indifferent eyes glanced at Zheng Wentian's voice, Ziyang Zhenjun said: "If you have anything to say, hurry up, I only have five minutes."

Zheng Wentian swallowed, looking at the mountain-like, sky-like figure in front of him, who had been pressing on his heart since birth, made him worship, let him admire, and couldn't raise the slightest resistance.

Ziyang Zhenjun looked at Zheng Wentian who had been silent all this time, and frowned: "If there is nothing else, let it be like this..."

"Wait!" Zheng Wentian: "They said...that they want me to lose the competition of the four schools. Is this what my father meant?"

"En." Ziyang Zhenjun said lightly: "It's been decided by default. This time, the first place in the competition among the four schools is the Nanshan Taoist School of the Evil Sect. You just need to release the water for this competition..."

"But... I want to win." Zheng Wentian boldly said: "My lord father, I want to try my best in this competition, and I want to see what level my strength belongs to among the four major schools..."

Zhenjun Ziyang interrupted what Zheng Wentian said, and said coldly: "What are you talking about? Do you want to defy me?"

Zheng Wentian froze and lowered his head: "I didn't think so."

"Then do as I said. What you did in Donghua Taoist School has completely embarrassed me. I gave you so many points, not for you to give away."

Zhenjun Ziyang said indifferently: "This time, there are three rounds of content in the competition of the four schools. You should remember not to show your flaws in the first round, and do it naturally."

Zheng Wentian wanted to object, but under the oppression of that figure, he felt that he couldn't say anything.

Seeing that Zhenjun Ziyang's figure was about to disappear, he finally mustered up the courage to ask, "How is Zhang Hui doing now?"

Zhang Hui was the Golden Armored General who followed Zheng Wentian to Donghua City at the beginning.

"Also, where did Liao Mako go? Why did he disappear too?"

Ziyang Zhenjun's figure gradually disappeared, and only a faint sentence came into Zheng Wentian's ears, which directly terminated this conversation.

"Don't worry about superfluous things, just do what I tell you to do."

...

"Am I going to lose?" When Zheng Wentian came back to his senses, they had already arrived at the competition site, the light in front of them shone slightly, and the cheers and noise had already poured over like a torrent of mountains and seas.

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