Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Zhou Yan walked slowly with two backpacks on his shoulders, following behind the two sisters Luo Xuan and Luo Ke, like a bodyguard.

In front, Luo Xuan was tall, with a neat high ponytail, wearing a light uniform with a white background and red stripes. With a bright but cold face, she looked unapproachable.

Next to her, the petite Luo Ke was wearing a white dress, a baseball cap on her head, and carrying her own small bag. She walked with a jumping rhythm, and with her pretty little face with some baby fat, she looked extremely youthful.

"Sister, will closing the shop for a week affect business?" Luo Ke asked Luo Xuan beside her with excitement about going on a long journey, but also with some worry on her face.

Luo Xuan said calmly, "Yan Yong and Luo Zhiming have already dropped out. Currently, the students in the sword hall are all summer students. Most of them are only enrolled in introductory courses. If the class hours are adjusted, it will be in time to finish before the summer vacation."

"Ah." Hearing Luo Xuan's words, Luo Ke couldn't help but sigh, "It's depressing to talk about it. Those two guys said they would drop out of school, so why are you so stupid, sister, and you still refund their tuition according to the remaining class hours?"

Luo Xuan glanced at her and said as a matter of course: "They don't want to study anymore, isn't it normal to refund the tuition fees later?"

Luo Ke puffed up her cheeks. "From now on, I will write in the fee column of the sword hall that the fees paid are non-refundable! Sister, our food and clothing are all dependent on the income of the sword hall. Aren't you panicking at all?"

Luo Xuan said seriously: "Don't mention the idea of ​​not refunding the money again. The Luo family has never done such a shameless thing."

Luo Ke said angrily: "You are so stubborn, who can be more stubborn than you? I will make you cry to death when I have no food to eat!"

Zhou Yan heard the two bickering and interrupted with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Ke, don't be angry with your sister. I still have some money in my card. It's just right for you to use it for emergency. Besides, I can still earn some money from working."

"Hehehe, is this true?" When Luo Ke heard that Zhou Yan was going to contribute his own money, symbols of money seemed to appear in his eyes.

(￥﹃￥!)

But she shook her head vigorously, "No, Zhou Yan, your money is your savings, I dare not take it."

Luo Xuan next to him also had a serious look on his face: "That's right, you keep the money for yourself and just pay the tuition normally."

"Besides." She looked serious. "This time I will also apply to the Lihuo Pavilion for an upgrade in my rating. As long as my rating reaches the Miao level, the number of students in the sword hall will increase quickly, and then I will naturally have money."

Before she could finish, she was interrupted by a cold middle-aged voice coming from behind.

"Miao level? After Luo Huaiyi died, did his daughter become someone who couldn't see herself clearly?"

When Zhou Yan heard the voice, he and Luo Xuan and Luo Ke stopped and turned around to look at the source of the voice.

It was a team of four people, all wearing light uniforms with a white background and red patterns. The logo of Suzaku Palace and the words "Nanming" were embroidered on their chests.

Is this someone from another Nanming Sword Hall?

Zhou Yan didn't say much. He just stepped aside and let Luo Xuan walk in front of him to face the other leader.

He was a middle-aged man with a thin face and a slightly sarcastic look in his eyes.

Facing the mocking words just now, Luo Xuan calmly asked back: "Master Zheng, why do you say that?"

The middle-aged man called Master Zheng sneered and said, "Your father would call me Brother Zheng when he saw me. You are a junior, but you don't know etiquette. You still want to challenge the Miao level at such a young age. It's just a joke."

Luo Xuan did not show any fear, but replied calmly: "Since my father was able to defeat Master Zheng as a junior, it is only a trivial matter for me, his daughter, to reach the Miao level. I will not trouble you, the defeated general, to worry about it."

"You!" Master Zheng's face choked, and then he showed a cruel look, "Luo Huaiyi didn't live long, but he gave birth to a daughter with a sharp tongue. I want to see which judge you can pass. You'd better pray that you don't meet me."

Luo Xuan's expression was indifferent: "Then I won't bother Master Zheng to worry about it."

Zhou Yan watched Luo Xuan confront the old ghost opposite him without losing the upper hand, and couldn't help but lean towards Luo Ke, who was also grinning and cheering with her expression, and nudged her with his elbow: "Xiao Ke, what does this old dog mean?"

"Hahahaha" Luo Ke looked at Zhou Yan in surprise, then couldn't help but covered her mouth. She whispered: "Zhou Yan, his name is Zheng Zhichang, he is a master of the Miao level. Why did you call him an old dog? I am dying of laughter."

"We were chatting peacefully, and this guy came here barking for no apparent reason. What else could he be but an old dog?" Zhou Yan also lowered his voice.

"Indeed! You are right." Luo Ke chuckled, "This Zheng Laogou is the owner of another Nanming Sword Hall in Tianzun City. When my father came here to set up a new sword hall, he felt that his students were being robbed, so he came to ask for an explanation, but he was defeated by my father. He has been at odds with us ever since."

"I understand." Zhou Yan nodded. "The old owner passed away. Haven't you been bullied by him a lot in the past few years?"

"Yes." Luo Ke looked unhappy, "He deliberately robbed many students from the sword hall, and also spread the word that my sister is not at the Miao level and is not qualified to be the hall owner."

"So mean? Which student is he bringing to the competition this time? I'll find a chance to crush him." Zhou Yan asked.

Luo Ke pointed with her little finger at a sturdy young man next to Master Zheng: "That one, Zheng Keren, the son of Zheng Laogou. I heard that he was carefully raised by him and wanted to show off in front of the big shots of Suzaku Palace. His level is just okay."

She curled her lips and said, "I heard that this guy's talent is average, but he got his father's help and only relied on a lot of resources and special treatment to get to the edge of the fierce level. What a fool."

Zhou Yan nodded and glanced at the young man that Luo Ke pointed at, only to see that the young man was also looking back and forth at the two sisters Luo Xuan and Luo Ke with flickering eyes, his serious expression concealing a certain desire.

As a man himself, Zhou Yan could tell at a glance what this guy was thinking.

He narrowed his left eye slightly and said nothing more.

Instead, Luo Ke beside him seemed to see through his thoughts and tugged at his sleeve with her little hand: "Zhou Yan, just talk, don't really mess with him. Even if he is a straw bag, with the careful training of that old dog, he is at least at the top level in this exchange competition."

Zhou Yan smiled and nodded, and gave Luo Ke a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I won't be so arrogant."

"That's good," Luo Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, up ahead, the verbal battle between Luo Xuan and Pavilion Master Zheng had ended.

It seemed that Master Zheng was defeated by the rebuttal and led his team away with a sullen face.

Luo Xuan turned around calmly, without saying anything more about the matter, and instead called out to Zhou Yan and Luo Ke to follow.

The three continued to board the plane and fly to Yicheng as planned.

*

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 65: Lihuo Pavilion

Two hours later, the plane from Tianzun City landed at Yicheng Airport on time.

Zhou Yan followed the two sisters off the plane and quickly arrived at the airport terminal.

"Come to think of it, Xiao Ke, why did you follow us too?" Zhou Yan teased as he took Luo Ke's big backpack.

"Hehehe!" Luo Ke glared at him. "No way, you and your sister came to Yicheng, leaving a delicate and weak beautiful girl like me in my hometown, can you rest assured?"

"Your room is like an armory. It's too shameless to say that you are weak and powerless." Luo Xuan next to him sneered coldly.

Luo Ke immediately got angry: "What? Those are just some small handicrafts, they are not weapons at all."

"How funny! Just try taking any one of those things and see if you can pass the plane security check." Luo Xuan sneered.

Luo Ke turned off the engine immediately, touched the back of her head and just smiled awkwardly.

Then his eyes lit up: "Isn't there something coming over here?"

As she spoke, she picked up Zhou Yan's left arm, which was covered with a black glove for concealment.

Luo Ke knocked the back of his hand, making a thumping sound.

"At least this Luo Hand that I made came with me. Isn't that awesome?" Luo Ke looked proud.

Zhou Yan smiled and cooperated with the little girl, opening and closing the mechanical arm.

Luo Xuan glanced at her, too lazy to talk to her any more, and simply turned around and led the way, carrying his backpack and a box that looked quite special.

Zhou Yan noticed that the silver-white box, which looked like a metal suitcase, had a Yinglong logo surrounded by red firebirds carved on the corner.

Could this be Luo Xuan’s “divine weapon”?

Luo Ke made a face at her back, then turned around and called for Zhou Yan to follow.

Zhou Yan shook his head and smiled slightly, while following the two sisters' footsteps, he looked up.

In the huge airport, from time to time they could see small groups of people wearing the same white uniforms with red stripes as them, following the flow of people walking out of the airport.

These teams were all members of the Nanming Sword Hall who responded to the call of the Lihuo Pavilion in Yicheng and gathered from various subordinate cities to Yicheng to participate in the "exchange meeting".

After a few seconds, Zhou Yan's gaze slightly focused and met another pair of gazes.

It was Zheng Keren, the son of Master Zheng.

The look he gave Zhou Yan and the expression on his face clearly expressed his thoughts.

Contempt, and... a little jealousy?

Seeing Zhou Yan looking at him at this moment, Zheng Keren curled his lips slightly and lightly withdrew his gaze.

Next to Zheng Keren, a young man of about the same age came over and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, that one-eyed guy looks like a decent person, but he's a bit of an eyesore."

As Zheng Keren's henchman, this young man was very good at observing people's words and expressions. With just a little observation, he could find out what his boss was thinking about the two sisters of the Luo family. At this moment, he came up to him and said something that hit the spot for Zheng Keren.

Zheng Keren sneered and shook his head, pretending to be indifferent: "Zhao Jie, isn't the best student in the Luo family's sword hall a guy named Yan? I remember that guy was not disabled."

The henchman named Zhao Jie immediately told the news he had heard: "Hey, Brother Zheng, I just happened to know about this. Yan Yong suddenly dropped out of school yesterday for some unknown reason, so this one-eyed guy might have been temporarily pulled here by Luo Xuan to make up the numbers."

Zheng Keren nodded: "Luo Xuan is a pretty woman, but her taste is so bad. She didn't even bring a normal person to make up the numbers."

"Hehe." Zhao Jie laughed twice, "This is giving Brother Zheng a chance. I heard that the Luo Pavilion Master is a fierce level. As both are sword pavilions in Tianzun City, our sword pavilion has a great chance of fighting against them. As long as Brother Zheng can give that one-eyed guy a good beating and show his strength, then it will be a good opportunity."

"Similar in ability, talented man and pretty girl"

He didn't say the rest, but Zheng Keren's eyes lit up. He looked at the graceful figures of the two sisters Luo Xuan and Luo Ke walking away with fiery eyes and couldn't help licking his lips.

But no one noticed that under Zhao Jie's backpack, a black locust was lying quietly.

*

Zhou Yan curled his lips. He was speechless as he didn't hear any special information from Zheng Keren, who was obsessed with sex.

He followed Luo Xuan and Luo Ke out of the airport and soon got on an online-hailing car.

"Where are we going?" Zhou Yan sat in the passenger seat and looked back at the two sisters.

"Lihuo Pavilion has its own high-rise apartment." Luo Xuan stroked the metal box in front of him, "Let's go there directly."

Luo Ke, who was standing next to her, approached her with shining eyes, "Sister, when we get to the apartment, let me study this 'magic machine'."

"You're dreaming." Luo Xuan glared at her, "Get out of the way!"

"What? Isn't this what my father left behind? Logically, I should have a copy too." Luo Ke was unyielding and reached out to touch the box.

Luo Xuan opened her hand and said, "This divine machine was given to the Sword Hall Master by the Suzaku Palace. I inherited this position, so it's mine. If you want it, you can practice sword skills. If your sword skills are better than mine, then I won't mind giving it to you."

"Bah." Luo Ke withdrew her hand unhappily. "What's so great about that? After a while, I'll make a set of my own and easily crush yours."

"Oh, then I'll look forward to it." Luo Xuan responded casually, making Luo Ke so angry that she leaned back in her seat.

Zhou Yan turned around with a smile and couldn't help but sigh.

The old saying is indeed true: the better the relationship between brothers and sisters, the more they are like enemies.

Yicheng's airport is in the suburbs.

After driving for about an hour and experiencing several traffic jams, the online taxi stopped in front of a huge gatehouse in the center of Yicheng.

"We're here, let's go." Luo Xuan said softly and took the lead in getting out of the car.

Zhou Yan picked up his luggage and followed the two sisters out of the car. He couldn't help but look up at the building in front of him.

Behind the huge and simple gatehouse is a wide square. Behind the square stands a huge, modern, complex building with two towers over 100 meters high.

To be honest, Zhou Yan originally thought that Lihuo Pavilion would be a building with an ancient feel.

He couldn't help but ask softly: "Is this Lihuo Pavilion?"

"Well, strictly speaking it is 'Yicheng Lihuo Pavilion'. The tall building on the left is the office building of Lihuo Pavilion, the one on the right is an apartment building, and the podium building below is the functional building." Luo Xuan said softly, and then she stepped forward.

"Let's go in and report first."

Luo Ke followed her step by step and jumped: "Sister, when I came here last time, one side of the building was not yet completed. This looks too luxurious."

"The last time you came here was three years ago." Luo Xuan said coldly, "Instead of caring about these things, you might as well study hard."

"What? I've already been admitted to Suzaku University, and you're still using studying to pressure me?" Luo Ke said angrily.

"Don't we have to study it in college? I heard that the Department of Shen Ji is a top major and the competition is very fierce." Luo Xuan said mercilessly.

Zhou Yan followed the two sisters into the Lihuo Pavilion area. Looking at the oppressive buildings approaching, he couldn't help but feel a strange emotion in his heart.

This might be the starting point of his collision with the powerful people in this world.

***

The editor said that I will be going to Sanjiang soon, but I don’t know whether it is true or not. I can only say thank you to all the readers for your continued support. I don’t have much to do, so I will perform a split in the air for you!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 66 Military, Ruthless Iron Hands

Zhou Yan and Luo Ke followed Luo Xuan across the square.

On the road, you can see some young people forming different matrices, holding long swords and practicing the Nanming sword meticulously.