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Immediately, the news that Prime Minister Xie came to Qingmeng Academy spread like wildfire. Many people came to the elders' house, wanting to see the eighth son and new elder who was only sixteen years old.
In the Presbytery, a group of school elders sat together, and several people's eyes focused on Xie Xiangcai, either surprised, displeased, or... dissatisfied.
The elder sitting at the head of the table said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "Eighth Young Master, the Lord of the City asked you to come to the school to serve as an elder. After all the hard work, we all understand that although the Eighth Young Master is not weak, he is... afraid of some tricky students. , will not obey.”
Xie Xiangcai took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and bowed his hands to the Great Elder at the head of the room, "Great Elder, I understand the meaning of your words. Just ask those unconvinced students to wait in front of the Elder's Courtyard." That’s it.”
Upon hearing this, the great elder's expression softened slightly. After pretending to hesitate, he waved to an elder beside him to go out and deliver the message.
Standing in the elders' courtyard here, the young man felt that his shoulders were extremely heavy, as if the pressure of all the elders present fell on his shoulders alone.
Xie Xiangcai clenched his fists, knowing clearly that these old guys were trying to give him a blow.
Not far away, Elder Guan Jie saw that the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and hurriedly held his hands to smooth things over and said, "Hey, everyone, drink tea. These are the best tea sent from the capital. Don't waste it if you don't drink it!"
After saying that, he pulled Xie Xiangcai aside and whispered in his ear, "Eighth Young Master, Elder Ji is also thinking about the long-term plan of the school, so don't take it to heart. The Lord of the City told me before you entered the school. Please let me take more care of you. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me at the Presbytery or the Discipline Center."
Xie Xiangcai nodded slightly, his face looked a little better. He cupped his hands to Elder Guan Jie and said, "Elder Guan Jie, I don't need to address this junior as you. You can call me Xiao Xie or Xiang Cai, whichever is fine."
Elder Guan Jie chuckled and nodded lightly, "Um...ah, Xiangcai, that's all, let's call him Eighth Young Master first! There is only one sword-raising pavilion left in the entire Qingmeng Academy, and there is still a shortage of so many An elder who raises swords. I see that the Eighth Young Master has a sword hanging on his waist. I guess he is also a swordsman, so he is just right for this position."
Xie Xiangcai was also very satisfied and nodded again with a slight smile.
Not long after, the door of the meeting hall was pushed open by the elder who had gone out to deliver a message. He bent in the direction of Xie Xiangcai and saluted, "Elder Zhang Jian, the students are already waiting outside the door."
Xie Xiangcai narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the original energy surging outside the elders' courtyard. He nodded, and immediately stepped towards the outside of the meeting hall under the gaze of all the elders.
two
Outside the Elder's Courtyard, students who wanted to try out the depth and depth of the Elder's Sword were all lined up in a semi-encirclement to surround the gate.
Several people's eyes were fixed on the corridor behind the door, waiting with bated breath for their luck.
A moment later, a figure in a white shirt appeared at the end of the corridor, followed by the sound of footsteps, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.
On the day when Xie Xiangcai first entered the school, there were not many students in the green land known as Qingqiong, so none of them had seen the tricks of this eighth young master. Even if they learned about Shen He's predicament these days, But deep down in my heart, I would rather think that it was the handiwork of Elder Guan Jie.
The young man's figure suddenly came to the crowd, his clear eyes swept over the word "one" in front of him one by one, and he nodded slightly.
Qingmeng Academy is indeed a famous academy in Qianqu Continent and even the surrounding continents. The students in front of them are only in their early twenties and less than thirty years old, but their strength is already extremely outstanding, and some of them have even vaguely touched the threshold of the Five Realms.
The appearance of this young elder, who has caused a lot of commotion in recent days and is said to have incredible skills, made many young people breathe a sigh of relief and also made many girls light up their eyes.
The young people were relaxed because the Eighth Young Master did not look like he had three heads and six arms, with his feet on the ground and his head in the sky as rumored.
The girls stood out because this eighth son turned out to be such a handsome and temperamental young man.
But after relaxing, just a moment later, the bodies of the young people lined up tensed up again.
Xie Xiangcai still had a smile on his face. He smoothed up his sleeves and said in a calm and gentle voice, "Those who want to make gestures, please come forward one by one."
After the words fell, several people in front of him looked at each other in confusion. After whispering for a few times, one person took the lead to stand up.
The young man took his time and took one step forward without changing his expression.
I think it was like this at the Heroes' Meeting, it was like this at the King's Meeting, and it's the same now.
The first time I was high-spirited, the second time I was duty-bound, but this third time my mood has quietly turned into calm as water.
Feeling such a state of mind, Xie Xiangcai was filled with emotions.
Once upon a time, he was no longer the young master who sat on the eaves and rushed forward to knock down the other person whenever he had a disagreement.
In the elders' courtyard, a white-haired young man had already sat at the seat where the great elder had been sitting before. He glanced at the trembling great elder beside him and said jokingly, "Tsk, tsk, first, I said After all, you are also a master of the Soul Realm, so you won’t be like a mouse meeting a cat every time you see me, right?”
On the side, the great elder was covered in cold sweat, lowered his head and held his hands, without saying a word.
Hu Jie stood up and stretched, "I'm not here to support this bullshit disciple of mine. Instead, I'm here to remind you, don't be too kind to this kid on weekdays. Let him come to the school not for pleasure. Work hard to hone this kid." If you don’t satisfy me with your kid’s character, don’t blame me for getting angry in the future!”
After speaking, his figure slowly disappeared into the meeting hall.
In front of the gate of the Elder's House, the words dispersed, leaving only a figure confronting Xie Xiangcai.
Xie Xiangcai looked at the young man with a smile, and extended a hand gracefully, "You are a junior, please go first."
Hearing this, the young man's face immediately turned ugly. He snorted coldly and pulled out the hidden sword dagger.
The cold light suddenly appeared, and the young man's figure turned into a black light and flew past the ground, heading straight for the handsome young man in front of him with his hands folded up and his sleeves folded.
"Young Xiaorui, the young master of the Hidden Sword Sect, can tell the difference between life and death within three inches of his sleeve. He is one of the top ten soldiers in the Qingmeng Academy."
"Hey, by the way, You Xiaorui has now entered the Fourth Realm. Coupled with the short sword of the Hidden Sword, I'm afraid he will never meet an opponent in the middle of the Fourth Realm, right?"
"Looking at the age of Elder Zhang Jian, he is much younger than Senior Brother You. Putting aside the identity of Eighth Young Master, even if he is extremely talented, he cannot be above Senior Brother, right?"
There were many different opinions in an instant, and it was not until the black light stopped and revealed its true form that all the voices suddenly stopped.
You Xiaorui suddenly stretched out his dagger and stabbed Xie Xiangcai on the right side of his chest without hesitation.
Xie Xiangcai shuddered slightly, and You Xiaorui's movements in front of him were indeed getting slower and slower.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled, "If you change your hand and hold it behind your back, your killing power may be even higher."
You Xiaorui's eyes narrowed, and in horror, he poured all the original power in his martial arts into the hidden sword in his hand, intending to defeat Xie Xiangcai's defense line.
"Boring——"
Everything was silent, except for the buzzing sound of the Hidden Blade vibrating.
You Xiaorui's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the three-inch dagger tightly clamped between the fingers of the young man in white shirt in front of him with a look of horror on his face.
Xie Xiangcai smiled lightly, raised his other hand, and gently pushed You Xiaorui's chest. He then retreated one after another until he was in front of the crowd.
one strike.
You Xiaorui's face turned pale. After a while, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, put the three-inch sword back into his sleeve, and raised his hand to Xiangcai Xie, "Elder Zhang Jian, I have learned this lesson, and I am convinced."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and looked at the young man standing in the same spot with different eyes, without even moving his feet.
Among the crowd, the girls' eyes became brighter and brighter, and their interest in this young elder became more and more intense.
"Xiao Xin, Xiao Xin, tut, look at this little elder! How handsome he is! Those two fingers pinched me just now, which fascinated me to death! An elder is an elder, no matter how outstanding his martial arts is, he is still his younger brother. Xiao Xin, We’ve agreed, is this little brother your cup of tea? If not, the sisters will have to fight to the death!”
Beside Feng Xin, there was a girl about twenty-four or five years old, her cheeks were red with embarrassment, her eyes were looking at the white-shirted figure in front of the elders' courtyard, and she secretly glanced at her.
Feng Xin, who was beside the girl, unexpectedly shook his head at this moment.
All the girls around him breathed a sigh of relief and felt extremely happy.
Who would have thought that Feng Xin's next words would be like throwing everyone into an ice cellar.
"My fair lady is a good gentleman. Isn't this normal? Besides... I feel like I have a winning chance."
Feng Xin smiled lightly, his voice was clear but extremely lethal.
This made all the girls around him feel as if they were dead.
After all, there is a saying in Qingmeng Academy that as long as Feng Xin likes a man, no one can escape from her grasp.
Xie Xiangcai flicked his sleeves and took a step forward under the gaze of everyone. The breeze blew from nowhere and was refreshing.
The young man looked at "One" in front of him and said calmly, "Is there any more?"
"I!"
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A person stepped out of "one" and came to Xie Xiangcai in two or three steps.
The man was extremely tall, even though Xie Xiangcai was more than seven feet tall, he only reached the other party's shoulders.
"Eighth Young Master, my name is Hong Yunxing. I am the fifth in command of the Dizi Camp. I am in the late stage of the Fourth Realm."
"I won't call you Elder for now. As long as you can take my five punches, then you can bear the call of Elder with Sword!"
Hong Yunxing, the undisputed number one in boxing among the younger generation of Qingmeng Academy, studied under the tutelage of the third elder of Qingmeng Academy.
It is said that two years ago, a boxing master from the capital came to Qingmeng City with his protégé. The protégé thought he had a chance to win. However, within three rounds, he was beaten by an "unknown man" who had been practicing boxing for more than ten years. "One punch struck from the city gate to a distance of more than ten feet.
This unknown person is Hong Yunxing who is standing in front of Xie Xiangcai.
The Hong family was originally a third-rate family outside Qingmeng City, so they had no chance of enrolling in this highly sought-after school.
But it happened that the third elder had been instructed by the city lord to travel in search of a good match. He accidentally discovered this child chopping firewood in the woods. To his surprise, he brought the youngest son of the Hong family to Qingmeng City and taught him in person. Martial arts boxing.
Hong Yunxing has mastered the essence of the martial arts of the three elders. He has a pair of fists that can be merciful and unforgiving.
There were rumors that after meeting Hong Yunxing's boxing skills, the city lord had the idea of going over to give him some advice.
I don't know if this rumor is true or not, but this alone is enough to show that Hong Yunxing's boxing skills are superb, his boxing skills are amazing, and his boxing talent is amazing.
The young man took his hands out of his sleeves, calmed his expression and looked at Hong Yunxing.
Hong Yunxing raised his hands to luck, and slowly clenched his palms into fists.
In an instant, the fist power of the little world here was astonishing, and the light blue clouds gathered above Xie Xiangcai's head were so shocked that they dissipated.
But in just a few breaths, the light cyan cloud returned to its original state, and no one could touch it.
A layman watched the excitement, and an expert watched the doorway. The elders in the meeting hall felt the fluctuations between the light blue clouds, their faces changed one after another, and more than a dozen people lowered their heads in shame.
Xie Xiangcai closed his eyes lightly and felt the overwhelming fist power sweeping through Hong Yunxing's body with his body and mind. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "In this way, if you can receive my punch, then you don't need to call me elder."
Hong Yunxing's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were wide open. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his fists were already climbing up two fire snakes.
Looks like a snake but not a snake, looks like a dragon but not a dragon.
It's actually an anaconda.
Along the way of boxing, there is a saying of "cultivating the boxing". The boxing skills need to be polished and the boxing intention needs to be cultivated. If the boxing skills are good but the boxing intention is slightly inferior, then when you meet someone on a narrow road, the chance of defeating him will be reduced by half.
Hong Yunxing's fist intention, receiving increasing nourishment from this small world, has grown from two small snakes into two giant anacondas.
It is not unreasonable to say that if you have mastered your fist skills, you can walk on dragons and fly into the sky, or leap into dragons.
Hong Yunxing shouted angrily, shaking his fists, and two fire anacondas as thick as forearms flew towards the young man in white shirt not far in front of him.
The young man felt the heat wave coming towards him, and the wonder in his heart became even greater.
If Hong Yunxing is given a few decades, he will surely become the most outstanding boxer in the world.
Xie Xiangcai had no intention of suppressing Hong Yunxing's mood, but now that he was neither advancing nor retreating, he had to give him a punch to convince him.
The young man's thoughts fell, and in an instant, energy surged from one cuff, and light blue energy lingered on his fist.
He punched out with an ordinary punch, and the punch mark hit the two fire anacondas that were coming towards him.
The two colors of green and red collided, and for a moment the world became silent. Immediately, the light green air wave spread out, destroying the two fire anacondas.
Hong Yunxing stepped back, his state of mind almost collapsing suddenly in an instant. He suppressed the fear in his heart and quickly swept back, only to avoid the light blue air wave.
Prime Minister Xie straightened his sleeves, stepped back, then looked up at Hong Yunxing not far away, and praised, "We are both at the late stage of the Fourth Realm, and your fists are enough for me to take seriously."
Hong Yunxing opened his mouth slightly, and his almost broken state of mind suddenly solidified for a moment, and then he slowly repaired it until it was intact using a method that he had not thought of.
In the meeting hall, the expression of the third elder changed from gloomy to bright.
Fortunately, Xie Xiangcai said what he just said, otherwise Hong Yunxing's martial arts might just stop at the Tiancheng realm in the future.
Xie Xiangcai's punch just now convinced Hong Yunxing. He looked back with respect, stepped back into the "one", cupped his hands to the young man not far away, and said in a deep voice, "Elder Zhang Jian, The students are discourteous."
Xie Xiangcai waved his hand with a bright smile, like a spring breeze.
He bent down and picked up the long sword from the ground, wiped the dust off it with his cuff very carefully, and hung it back to his waist again.
The young man raised his head and looked at the tall young man with a long sword hanging from his waist in the middle of "One".
The young man has one eyebrow that is flat and one eyebrow that is cut off at the waist. He looks weird from a distance, but playful when he looks up close. He has a unique personality.
The young man understood and stepped forward with his sword in hand.
He took a deep breath, a cold light flashed, and the sword was unsheathed.
The aura then rose into the sky, forming a long azure sword in front of the light cyan clouds.
The sword energy changes from empty to real, which is a small achievement in swordsmanship.
Xie Xiangcai smiled slightly, and the sword at his waist was slightly unsheathed. Although the luster was dim, the sound was extremely clear.
"Gu Liuli, Jiujia of Tianzi Camp, half-step to the realm of completeness, Wenjian Eighth Young Master."
