Fighter of the Destiny

"You haven't forgotten this yet..." Chen Changsheng was amazed.

"That couple are both in troubled times. Who wouldn't be interested in their affairs? In fact, I even have some doubts about whether Wuxianbi and Taoist Siyuan had an affair in the courtyard of the Li Palace. Otherwise, why would she send her own relatives? The son came to charge for Taoist Siyuan? Why was Bie Yihong so vigilant and let Su Moyu go into the National Education Academy to carry him?" Tang Sanliu walked towards the lake and said, "But then again, Bie Tianxin is that Idiot is Wanwubi's biological son, but he may not necessarily be Biyanghong's biological son. Do you think he might be the descendant of Taoist Siyuan? Sorry. But this matter involves privacy and cannot be spread everywhere. , especially don’t let Su Moyu listen, after all, he is his uncle, how embarrassing."

He looked around but found no one.

Chen Changsheng had left at some point and was now on the grass on the other side of the wall.

He looked over there in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Changsheng didn't even look back, waved his hand and said, "I'm going to see if the food is ready."

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The three battles that started in the early morning ended quickly, and the lunch time was advanced. After eating, I still had time to squint for a while, waiting for the sun to move a distance from the sky to the west, and the sweltering heat was relieved a little. Just opened it again.

Tang Sanshiliu was still leading the team. The freshmen of the National Education Academy stood on the stone steps behind him, their faces full of excitement and uneasiness.

Without any surprise, the first freshman from the National Education Academy lost. Just when his opponent's sword was about to fall, Tang Sanliu's voice rang out in time: "We're here."

After losing the second game, they also lost the third game. In the next few battles, the National Education Academy lost very cleanly. The atmosphere in the usually lively venue now became a bit dull. Tang Sanliu and Tang Sanliu could only be heard. The voices of those new students in the Anglican College.

"That's almost it."

"I said you're almost there!"

"Why don't you listen to me?"

These are what Tang Sanshiliu said, and he said them to those who came to challenge the National Education Academy.

The words spoken by the freshmen of the National Education College are simpler, basically no more than five words.

"Admit defeat."

"I surrender."

"You win."

Only when they walked back to the gate of the National Education College and got rid of the tension and strangeness of the previous battle, they talked more, standing on the stone steps and chatting with their classmates.

"Is there anything wrong with the sword I just used?"

"Didn't the dean say last night that your opponent's weakness is speed, so your sword should be faster."

"I went as fast as I could."

"It means you haven't practiced the third plum blossom skill well enough."

"The dean said last night that there is another sword technique that can control this person. What is it?"

"Three Sings of Fishermen's Songs. It's a powerful swordsmanship from the Lishan Sword Sect. I heard that even Liang Banhu couldn't master it. It's Gou Hanshi's unique skill. With your current state, there's no way to learn it."

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The freshmen of the National Education College were talking a lot, and there was no sign of any failure at all. The continuous failures did not seem to affect their mood at all.

That servant from another family was actually right, swords have no eyes, especially in this kind of battle with a huge difference in strength. No matter how sharp Tang Sanliu's vision was, no matter how timely his shouts were, some accidents could not be avoided, but that was still the case. I really can't blame the masters who challenged the National Education Academy. Basically, it was the result of the new students of the National Education Academy being too nervous.

When dusk began, the National Education Academy had lost more than ten games, and six freshmen were injured, two of whom were seriously injured. However, these students did not complain at all, nor did they mention that Tang Sanshiliu had promised not to let them be affected a few days ago. Instead, they were grateful. Because they know better than anyone else how much progress they have made under the guidance of Chen Changsheng and have such a rare opportunity to compete with masters, and their horizons have broadened many times compared to before being admitted to the hospital.

The battle between the National Education Academy, which caused great turmoil in Kyoto and brought a lot of excitement to the people, finally entered a new stage today.

The National Education Academy began to fail, but no one thought they would be losers, because the players representing the National Education Academy were all freshmen recruited just a few days ago.

Of course, there is no winner.

The new students at the National Education Academy were in a good mood, and Tang Sanliu was basically satisfied with the current situation. However, watching the battles with perfunctory stories, the people who came to watch the excitement felt bored, bored, and some even started to feel sleepy. , yawned.

The most depressing ones were the masters from the Tianhai Family and the Ivy Academy. They found that they had completely become sparring partners. A few of them really missed and accidentally injured the new students of the Chinese Academy of Education. They were thinking about Tang Sanliu this morning. The threats he made were even a little unsettling. It wasn't until he saw Tang Sanliu's face remained normal that he felt relieved and stepped back with a bitter smile.

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As dusk grew darker, the gate of the National Church College was closed. Most of the priests who had left the palace returned to the palace, leaving only the night watchmen and a group of cavalry of the National Church. The people of Kyoto went home angrily to prepare dinner. The stewards of the four major squares under the shed looked at today's betting amount and frowned tightly. Those masters who challenged the National Education Academy were in the most inexplicable mood.

After dinner, the teachers and students of the National Education Academy began to summarize and prepare for tomorrow's battle.

After everything was done, Chen Changsheng and others returned to the other garden.

Xuanyuan Po has been following the chef of Chenghu Tower all day today. In his opinion, the bustle in the iron pot room in the kitchen and the ingredients processing methods that he has never heard of are much more important than the bustle outside the courtyard gate. Duo, it was not until the summary just now that he knew what the situation was like in today's battle outside the courtyard. He was a little confused and asked: "If admitting defeat can solve the problem, why do we need to recruit so many new students? We can just admit defeat."

Tang Sanshiliu said: "I see that you have always had objections to the recruitment of new students to the National Education Academy. Why?"

Xuanyuan Po said, "Don't look at the two meals at lunch and dinner. They have eaten up all the good food."

"Look, this is why I did this." Tang Sanliu looked at him and said, "Because you can afford to humiliate that person, but I can't."

Xuanyuan Po didn't understand. After thinking about it, he realized that this way of speaking was called pun.

"I am a person who wants to win fifty-eight games in a row, how can I stop it here." Tang Sanliu said at last.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him and knew that things were definitely not that simple.