Sky War Soul

When Chu Yun came to Tai college, he met with a group of scholars, who were all from the ancient martial arts hall.

All the scholars in the ancient martial hall obviously knew the news that Chu Yun served as a sacrificial wine, and their expressions were not good-looking. When they came face-to-face, they didn't even fight, so they wiped their shoulders.

Chu Yun didn't think there was anything. They lost the championship. It's very normal for them to be upset.

"Chuyun."

Just then, a voice sounded.

Chu Yun turned and looked at the man.

It's Qian Yan.

Qian Yan's expression was pale, and his eyes even contained bloodshot. Obviously, he didn't have a good rest these days.

He bit his teeth, came up and said, "what have you taught Beitang? I can pay enough for it. You teach it to us! "

After the first world war with Fangzhi, Qian Yan realized how perfect the fighting skills of the other side were, so to speak, flawless.

Otherwise, why do local aspirations surpass themselves in just three months?

After going back, Qian Yan thought more and more angrily.

In terms of combat power, he is stronger than the local will, and even less than fangluo.

But in the fight, he lost in a mess.

In the final analysis, it is the fighting skill taught by Chu Yun!

Qian Yan didn't want to fall behind too much, so he took the initiative to find Chu Yun, hoping to learn these things.

Chu Yun smiled quietly and shook his head. "If you want to learn, you don't have to come to me. I've given the basic fighting method to general Feng. I'm sure he will carry it out in the army in the future. If you want to learn, you can find him. "

After saying this, Chu Yun stopped talking nonsense with Qian Yan and turned around and walked into Taiyuan University.

He was disgusted with Qian Yan.

Maybe it's because of his identity, maybe he's too annoying. In short, there's no reason for disgust.

Looking at the back of Chu Yunyuan, Qian Yan's expression was ugly.

Immediately, he clenched his fist and clenched his teeth, saying: "from the official position of Yipin, what's so arrogant? He even likes to ignore Ben Shao. It's damned!"

Qian Yan's pride, just damaged a few days ago, is now sensitive and fragile.

Chu Yun's indifferent attitude just stabbed him in the pain, which made his heart filled with uncontrollable anger.

"Mr. Qian, what's the matter with him?"

"yes, woodlouse from a small place has never seen the world."

"If he didn't get lucky, he would be able to soar to the sky in one step?"

Other scholars, if you say anything to me, they are comforting Qian Yan.

In fact, they are also interested in what Chu Yun taught.

But Qian Yan didn't talk. None of them dared to talk.

"Chu Yun, you will regret less."

Qian Yan cackled his teeth and flashed deep anger in his pupils.

He was furious because he lost to the local will in the fight, and Chu Yun just annoyed him again.

I dare not look for trouble of local ambition, because he is the eighteenth prince.

But you Chu Yun, without any background, why are you arrogant in front of me?

Just because you are a bodyguard with a knife from the imperial court and also a wine sacrifice of Taixue?

"You go back. I have something to deal with."

Qian Yan turns around indifferently and walks to one end alone.

The atmosphere is very silent.

The other scholars said nothing and left in silence.

"Uncle sun."

Qian Yan came to Sun Wei's palace, hesitated for a while, and finally got up the courage to walk into it.

"You let me down."

Sun Wei is sitting cross legged on the futon, with a hint of hatred of iron but not steel in his eyes.

In order to make Qian Yan win the championship and win ten consecutive titles, he even spared no effort to arrange for the public to discuss and modify the competition system of the martial arts club.

But who would have thought it would be like this in the end.

Qian Yan took a deep breath, his eyes were a little sad: "Uncle sun, this time it's really my fault. I didn't expect that the boy of local chronicles has made such rapid progress, let alone that he can compete with me..."

"Well, in the face of chief Qian, it's over."

Sun Wei breathed out a breath, and then asked, "why do you want to come to me again?"

"Chu Yun, how could he take over the position of offering wine to deadwood?"

Qian Yan's expression was a little anxious: "I heard that this is what your majesty means. What does your majesty mean? Chu Yun is about the same age as us. It's OK to be a martial arts teacher. He can bring out the North Hall. I admire him, but why does he serve as the place of sacrifice? "

"To serve as a sacrificial wine, we need to be strong enough in all aspects. Since ancient times, Taiyuan University has never been lower than nirvana in sacrificial wine. Chu Yun is an exception!"

"That's not what you should think about."

Sun Wei's expression was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "what you need to do now is to lead the ancient martial arts school to continue to occupy the first place in the school. Although the martial arts club is defeated, you have other advantages. It's impossible for other schools to catch up with you for half a year! "

Qian Yan nodded, but his expression was obviously not satisfied.

Sun Wei stood up, slightly upset and said: "I know you are confused. I can only tell you that the adult originally wanted to attract Chu Yun and even sent the ghost to go, but Chu Yun refused the adult's kindness. Less than a day after this, don't you understand what Chu Yun was appointed as the new toast of Taiyuan University and opened a layer of imperial treasury for its selection? "

"Your Majesty..."

Qian Yan's pupil contracted, and he was very surprised: "Chu Yun returned to the royal family?"

Not everyone is entitled to submit to the royal family.

To submit to the royal family is quite different from submitting to the royal family.

The royal family itself is the real ruler of the holy state of yaochi. To submit to the royal family is what all ministers should do.

To submit to the royal family is to be regarded as one's own person by the royal family, which is not a class that ordinary officials can touch.

Like Chu Yun, it's rare that he can return to the royal family just after entering the imperial city.

It can also be seen from this that his majesty loves him.

"After the dragon's gate conference, he refused his Majesty's marriage for many times in a row, even if he was not killed, he could end up like this. He was really lucky."

Qian yanpo said something unwilling.

At about the same age, Chu Yun has returned to the royal family and has a certain position in his Majesty's mind.

And I haven't even got into the eyes of that adult.

Such a comparison is quite different!

"Well."

Sun Wei nodded, then spit out a mouthful of dullness: "fortunately, Chu Yun is a young boy. If he has the power of emperor, even I have to be careful about him!"

Qian Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Uncle sun, I have a plan to defeat Chu Yun's prestige and restore the reputation of the ancient martial arts hall!"

Sun Wei snorted, "let's hear it."

Qian Yan's eyes twinkled and he came out with his plan.

His face was cold and his pupils were a little crazy.

"Hiss."

Sun Wei took a breath of air-conditioning and was a little surprised: "this kind of adventure?"

He looked at Qian Yan's eyes and quietly changed.

I didn't expect that this kid was young enough to have such a deep plan and ruthless heart, and he was the perfect successor to Grand Master Qian.

After that, he must be a hero.

"Give it a try!"

Qian Yan clenched his fist and said with a ferocious expression, "if Chu Yun doesn't get rid of it, it's like a lump in the throat. It will always make people uncomfortable."

After meditating for a while, Sun Wei nodded slightly: "OK, I will help you. When will it start?"

"Choose a day, not today."

Qian Yan smiled coldly and looked extremely gloomy against the candlestick fire.

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On the other side, Chu Yun just walked into the main gate of Taiyuan University and found dozens of scholars in Beitang standing there, apparently waiting for a long time.

"Congratulations on the teacher's promotion."

After seeing Chu Yun come in, dozens of scholars shouted in unison, attracting the attention of countless scholars around.

"Even if you flatter me, I will not take special care of you."

Chu Yun didn't reply.

"What's the teacher's word? Do we need special care?"

Local ambition came forward with a flattering smile.

It's hard to imagine that a prince with a high position would be so flattering.

He has always been so flattered.

"Although your martial arts club won the championship, there are many compulsory courses in taicollege. As far as I know, many of your courses are at the bottom."

Before Chu Yun came, he naturally went through the files and learned about these things.

"You can rest assured that we will devote all our energy to study and practice hard in the future!"

The local chronicle is determined on one face, reaching out and hammering his chest.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense and go to class."

Chu Yun waved and sent the scholars away.

However, local chronicles and others, all stay in place, one did not go.

"What do you mean?"

Chu Yun picks his eyebrows.

"The master of wine worship, the teacher who taught us" spirit micro exercise ", has been suffering from a strange disease for several days, and has not come to teach for many days. How many lessons should the master of wine worship take his place first?"

Local chronicles laughed and rubbed their hands.

Chu Yun won the first prize of the Longmen conference, naturally with real talent and practical learning.

It's good to learn even a little from him.

"Micro exercise of aura?"

When Chu Yun heard this, he had some interests.

Speaking of this, I really have a lot of experience.

Whether it's a Lin Lang sword array or a sword net interwoven with swords, it needs exquisite and subtle operation to maximize its power.

To put it bluntly, this is a process of ascension.

In the face of complex environment, the cultivators who are proficient in "Reiki micro exercise" will adapt faster than the ordinary cultivators and play more things.

"Yes, we've all seen the final battle of Longmen conference. You can win 17 elder brothers. Besides your strong physique, the subtle control of Swords is also an advantage!"

The local ambition is to see a play and flatter continuously.

It's not enough just to shoot by himself. He winked at other scholars one after another, and made them agree with him.

All the scholars agreed to flatter each other.

"In three months, the master of wine worship can bring us to the champion of the martial arts club. If we have to open a class, we must not crush our heads!"

"Yes, I don't know how many people are asking for you."

"You can do it, and you can do it."