"Stopped?" Zhiyan raised her eyebrows and looked at the bulging Shasha. Her clear eyes were stained with a faint smile.

"Hmph, it's just a small game, so I don't care about it." Shasha snorted lightly, pretending to be careless.

"Yes, there's no need to worry about a small game. Let's go and have a meal." Zhiyan burst into laughter.

"It is impossible to say that you don't care, but thinking about the two of us participating in the competition, I felt balanced in an instant. No matter how you compare, we are still powerful in the first class of Spirituals. Eighteen, no matter how you are, there are two of the nineteen people." Shasha's red lips were slightly pouted, and she looked disappointed just now, and now she immediately smiled happily.

"Yes, yes, and one of them is your brother." Zhiyan echoed and joked.

On the second day of the college knockout round, all participants were summoned to the dean's office. Zhiyan and Sharon entered together, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Who is this?"

"Aren't the student representatives gathering? What fun is the idle people joining in?"

...

Three or two voices sounded, and the eyes looking at Zhiyan were filled with contempt and confusion.

Murong Lanxue wore a white dress. When she saw Zhiyan coming in, her eyes flashed, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she remained silent.

The four occupants of the Siheyuan Courtyard were all among the competition. Duanmu Tuo and Xihoufeng glanced at Zhiyan lightly, with curiosity on their faces. Xuan Tianyuan, the most representative of the participants, looked calm and did not even look at Zhiyan. In his eyes, except for cultivation, everything has nothing to do with him.

"Very good. Everyone present is good. The three-year college competition will be held in seven days. We are summoned to make you familiar with each other. In addition, this afternoon, the team will be led by Master Ye Yan to start to start towards Zichuan College, the college competition competition point."

Dean Lei Ming, wearing a golden robe, sat behind the crystal table and looked at the nineteen students in front of him with relief. These energetic young girls are the future of Youlan Academy, and this competition is all about them.

"Director, weren't there eighteen players in the college knockout match yesterday? I wonder why one more one appeared?" The girl looked proud and her eyes swept over Zhiyan intentionally or unintentionally.

"That's right, there were indeed eighteen players in the knockout round yesterday. I added Zhiyan to the other one." Lei Ming nodded and did not give any further explanation.

After hearing the words, everyone's eyes couldn't help but shoot at Zhiyan, and a hint of surprise appeared on their faces. Why haven't they heard of extra people?

...

"Okay, everyone will prepare and gather in the playground in the afternoon." After giving a few more words, Dean Lei Ming signaled everyone to disband.

After leaving the dean's office, everyone looked at Zhiyan unscrupulously, some snorted, some sneered, and some shook their heads dissatisfied.

"I really don't know what the dean is thinking. Even if he is partial, he can't just represent the college to play the competition casually." The girl who had spoken in the dean's office before stared at Zhiyan with dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, even if it's up to you, you can only humiliate yourself. Which one who can participate in the college competition is not a very talented person? What you will lose will be the face of our college at that time." The boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the pink girl who was always silent with contempt.

Murong Lanxue's lips were slightly pursed, her cold eyes were stained with a faint disdain, her face was unparalleled and noble, and she was very eye-catching when standing among the crowd.

"Please pay attention to your words!" Sharon's eyes suddenly cold, and his gentle face was covered with a layer of frost. He looked at the people unhappily.

"We're just telling the truth." The girl said to Microsoft and looked at Zhiyan with a hint of jealousy. She obviously didn't expect Sharon to stand up for her.

"Let's go." He glanced at everyone in a faint way. Zhiyan didn't even have the intention to speak. In her opinion, it would be better to have a good sleep than to quarrel with these people.

"Hmph, why are you so arrogant? I want to see how you make a fool of yourself then." The girl stomped her feet and looked at Zhiyan's back as she left angrily.

After traveling for five consecutive days, everyone in Youlan Academy finally arrived at Zichuan Capital, and there was still one and a half days left before the annual college competition.

"The room has been booked, everyone have a good rest." As soon as the room was booked, Venerable Ye Yan arranged for everyone to say.

After resting for a night, the fatigue along the way was wiped out. Zhiyan lay by the window and admired the scenery outside, and the door was knocked.

"Please come in." After Zhiyan said that, Salon came in with a plate of snacks.

"Are you hungry?" Sharon wore a blue robe, gentle as jade, and looked at Zhiyan lying on the windowsill with a doting look on her face.

"It's okay, thank you." Zhiyan nodded and picked up a piece to taste it. It was fragrant, soft and delicious, sweet but not greasy.

Salon smiled and sat gently aside, with the heat in his eyes hidden very well, as if he was the eldest brother next door.

"Haha, Sharon's classmate is here too." The door was not closed, and Venerable Ye Yan walked in directly from outside, with a faint smile on his old face.

"master!"

"Virtue Ye Qi!"

Zhiyan Salon turned around at the same time and greeted.

"Let's go, don't be too reserved." Venerable Ye Yan nodded and sat on another stool at the table. When he heard what he said, Zhiyan couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart. Which eye did he see them being reserved?

"How is it? Are you ready?" Although he asked the salon, Ye Feng glanced at Zhiyan's direction. Because he was rushing to the road, he didn't have the chance to have a good chat with Zhiyan. As for what level of her current strength is, to be honest, he doesn't know.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that she has the best talent among this group of people. She has good talent and can attract attention, but if she wants to win the game, she must have strength.

Sharon smiled slightly and said that he was ready. Zhiyan was bored eating the pastries on the table, and there was no intention of answering. Anyway, the competition will be held tomorrow, so you can know what it is like at a glance at the competition.

"The extra and internal competitions of the college competition are held between the last five colleges. Only if they pass and win the first place in the outside competition can they be eligible to enter the inside competition. Therefore, if they want to compete with the top five colleges, we must win the first place in the outside competition."

Venerable Ye Yan's eyes sank and said seriously that he should not take any attention when it comes to college competitions.

"Have the rules of the competition come out?" Zhiyan asked with interest on her face.

"The rules of the competition will be announced before the start of the competition, and we don't know the specific content of the competition." Venerable Ye Yan shook his head, and was also curious about the content of this year's competition.

"Don't worry, our team is not small this time, and it is definitely not a problem to win the first place in the foreign competition." Sharon's eyes were firm, and his gentle and jade-like face was extremely confident.

"Haha, okay, I'll wait for Youlan Academy to shine brightly." Venerable Ye Yan laughed in aroused moment, with a look of relief, as if he had found the passion of his youth in these young people.

"Hey, why is Lord Venerable here?" A cry sounded outside the door, and then the group walked in. When they saw Zhiyan in a pink dress, her face suddenly became a little cold. In their opinion, this doll was here to drag them back.

"Well, you are all here too?" Venerable Ye Yan nodded, and the smile hanging on his face instantly retracted, regaining his usual indifferent and nobleness.

"Sir Ye Yan, is she really going to participate in the competition with us?" The girl pointed at Zhiyan and asked unwillingly. She really couldn't understand why this girl with a middle-level spiritualist cultivation was just an intermediate level?

In her impression, Venerable Ye Yan and Dean Lei Ming were selfless. Even if it was rumored that this girl was his apprentice, she would not joke about the reputation of the school. But what was going on now?

"That's right, otherwise why do you think Xiao Yan'er appeared here?" Master Ye Yan looked like a torch, and glanced at the girl lightly. The dean looked at him without giving any more explanation.

"Ah, but..."

"Nothing, but since you are participating in the competition on behalf of the academy, your focus should be on how to win the competition, rather than suspecting other people's strength." Venerable Ye Yan hummed lightly, with a slight displeasure on his serious face, "Or do you not believe in the eyes of Dean Lei Ming and me?"
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