Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

"That's really awesome! It's so cool!" Luo Ke laughed so hard that his back teeth showed.

Luo Xuan waited until her sister had finished her crazy behavior before motioning Zhou Yan to sit down. She then asked softly, "The Pavilion Master seemed to have talked to you for quite a long time?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yan responded as he sat down. "The Pavilion Master asked me how long I had been learning swordsmanship. I told him almost everything except breathing."

Luo Xuan nodded: "Well, there is no need to exaggerate or hide anything. Your performance is outstanding enough. The Pavilion Master will definitely arrange someone to investigate the situation. We have nothing to fear if we are upright."

Zhou Yan felt a little embarrassed about Luo Xuan's words.

She is not afraid of being criticized because she is upright, but the problem is that Zhou Yan feels a little guilty.

*

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 71 The airborne genius, Luo Xuan is about to be promoted

Zhou Yan found it hard to accept Luo Xuan’s conclusion that “a person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear from his own shadow”.

He is a true illegal immigrant, the kind that no trace of him can be found in this world.

I don’t know whether Elder Zhang Daosheng’s status and power are greater than the Master of Lihuo Pavilion in Yicheng. Otherwise, if he is really investigated, he will most likely be exposed.

However, Zhou Yan naturally couldn't show his uneasiness in front of Luo Xuan. He just nodded silently.

Luo Xuan continued, "According to the situation in previous years' exchange meetings, the main competition will begin soon. During this stage, the participating students will be managed individually by the Lihuo Pavilion. You will only be arranged to play when it is your turn. Then we can meet again after the game. You can just adapt to the situation as you wish."

After Luo Xuan finished speaking, the staff member who had been waiting nearby seized the opportunity to interrupt the conversation between the three people. After bowing to Luo Xuan, he turned to Zhou Yan and said, "Student Zhou Yan, the competition is about to begin. Please follow me to the special lounge and wait."

After Zhou Yan said hello to the two sisters, he left with the staff.

About five minutes later.

Zhou Yan arrived at the designated lounge.

The lounge was an enclosed room of medium size with no other people in it, just a sofa and a normal-sized TV screen.

The screen now shows a sunken circular venue surrounded by a low wall. Behind the wall, seats are arranged in a stepped manner, which looks a bit like an ancient arena.

Although the arena is not big, it is a circle with a diameter of more than 20 meters, which is much larger than the average octagonal cage or boxing ring.

It is obvious at first glance that this is not a venue for ordinary people to compete.

By now, people had entered and taken their seats in the audience seats of this small arena, and Zhou Yan also saw Luo Xuan and Luo Ke.

They were now arranged to sit next to Cong Shiyun, and were talking to Cong Shiyun from time to time.

Zhou Yan sat on the sofa and watched, smiling slightly.

At this time, a staff member knocked on the door and brought in two people wearing white coats similar to those of doctors: "Student Zhou Yan, these are our colleagues from the medical department. They are here to restore your physical condition."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Yan sat up straight, "Do you need my cooperation?"

"If necessary, you stand up first." One of the uncles in a white coat stepped forward quickly and came behind Zhou Yan with a calm face. After Zhou Yan stood up, he reached out and began to press Zhou Yan's body and limbs gradually, while pressing and asking Zhou Yan how he felt.

After a quick inspection, the uncle turned to his young assistant and said, "His physical condition is quite good. He has no muscle strain, no sharp or blunt injuries, and all functions are normal. I guess he has only consumed his energy. You can just give him a comprehensive supplement."

"Okay." The young assistant immediately took out a bag of black liquid that Zhou Yan was familiar with from his bag and handed it to him.

The uncle in the white coat smiled suddenly when he saw Zhou Yan taking it.

"Looks familiar, right? I don't need to teach you how to drink it." He gave Zhou Yan a meaningful look, "Don't rush to pretend that you have never practiced it. The muscle density of people who have practiced it is obviously different from that of ordinary people. I can tell as soon as I try. As for whether it is against the rules, it's none of my business. It's not within my jurisdiction anyway."

After saying that, he turned around and left with his assistant.

Only Zhou Yan and the staff member beside him were left, and the two looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Are all the big guys in the medical department so impatient?"

"Well, that's not the case. It's just that Doctor Lei has a quick temper."

"All right."

*

Just when Zhou Yan was having an awkward chat with the staff in the lounge.

In the audience, Cong Shiyun, who was asking Luo Xuan about Zhou Yan's situation, took a piece of paper handed to him by a subordinate.

Luo Xuan glanced at it casually, and it was the next matchup map.

Cong Shiyun took a quick glance and pointed directly at the column for Zhou Yan and his opponent: "Zhou Yan's first round opponent is Li Guanqi? Why are you arranging him to play against Zhou Yan?"

The subordinate lowered his head: "Well, this is what we did in previous years, letting the top seed play against the weaker team."

Cong Shiyun raised his hand to interrupt him: "Alright, you don't have any sense. Adjust it and also rank Zhou Yan as a seed. Don't let him meet other seeds so early."

"I understand." The subordinate retreated neatly.

Cong Shiyun smiled and turned around to look at Luo Xuan: "Luo Xuan, you really have a good eye this year. Zhou Yan's level is not a problem to be included in the upper class."

Luo Xuan frowned: "Master Cong, excuse me, is this Li Guanqi the Li Guanqi I know?"

Cong Shiyun paused and said with a smile: "That's right."

Luo Xuan was silent for a few seconds, and then confirmed again: "Li Guanqi, who was accepted as a disciple by the Mars Sword Master?"

"That's right." Cong Shiyun smiled, "That's the last disciple accepted by the elder last year. It is said that his talent in swordsmanship is no less than yours, Li Guanqi."

Luo Xuan hesitated and said, "Since Li Guanqi has won the favor of the Sword Lord, why did he come to our little place?"

She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was clear.

Cong Shiyun shook his head: "I don't understand either, but since Mars Sword Lord has made this arrangement, there is no need for us to speculate."

Then he smiled and looked at Luo Xuan: "On the contrary, it's you, Luo Xuan. Zhou Yan is so talented, but you didn't report it to the Pavilion in advance. I'm afraid you are still worried about what happened to your father?"

Luo Xuan's eyes trembled, and she lowered her head without saying anything.

After a moment of silence, she asked seriously, "Master Cong, then tell me, my father was only a Miao-level warrior at the beginning, why was he arranged by the Pavilion to participate in this extremely difficult secret mission?"

Cong Shiyun sighed and looked at Luo Xuan seriously: "Luo Xuan, although I don't have a close personal relationship with your father and I cannot reveal the mission to you, I can tell you clearly that your father strongly requested to participate in that mission. It is definitely not the rumor that someone wants to frame him."

Luo Xuan was a little bit unbelievable. Her mature and steady father, the one who only defeated Zheng Zhichang who came to attack him and sent him away politely, would actually take the initiative to participate in a mission that was beyond his ability.

What exactly was the reason that drove him to do this?

She took a breath and asked Cong Shiyun, "Then, Pavilion Master Cong, how can I find out the situation of that mission?"

Cong Shiyun looked at Luo Xuan's serious face and sighed softly: "The first requirement is that at least your strength must pass the Suzaku Palace's Miao-level assessment."

Unexpectedly, Luo Xuan immediately responded: "That's exactly what I meant."

Cong Shiyun looked at her with a little surprise: "Are you going to apply for the Miao-level assessment?"

Luo Xuan's eyes were calm: "Yes, I will apply after this exchange meeting."

***

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 72: Genius Zhou Yan, Top ! (Updated)

(Since some readers have been dissatisfied recently and think I am too weak, and to celebrate my achievement of Sanjiang, I will add another chapter!)

"This"

I heard Luo Xuan confirmed the idea of ​​taking the Miao level assessment.

Cong Shiyun couldn't help but take a look at the girl and found that her eyes were restrained and her aura was full of satisfaction.

His eyes lit up: "It seems that you have really reached the Miao level? Miao level before the age of twenty!?"

"Exactly!"

"Good good!"

Cong Shiyun's excitement was visible to the naked eye: "Luo Xuan, if you need any resources, I can find a way to advance them to you, as long as you can ensure that you pass the Miao-level assessment!"

Luo Xuan shook her head lightly and whispered to Cong Shiyun: "I am confident that I don't need any additional support. Instead, I have another request to the Pavilion Master."

"You say!" Cong Shiyun waved his hand.

Luo Xuan lowered her eyes: "I plan to teach Zhou Yan the breathing method. Please approve it, Pavilion Master."

Cong Shiyun was stunned for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Luo Xuan, you don't think I can't see that Zhou Yan has practiced breathing techniques for a long time, and from my observation of his breathing habits, I'm afraid he has already reached the Baiming level."

He waved his hand with a smile: "You guys, the gym leaders, like to teach breathing techniques in advance when you see a promising student. I've known this for a long time. It's just that you are so anxious to teach him the breathing techniques of Baiming level, it's a bit too early. Even if he learns it, he won't have the resources to use it."

Luo Xuan raised her head and said, "No, I have never really taught Zhou Yan the breathing method."

"Huh?" Now it was Cong Shiyun's turn to be stunned.

Luo Xuan calmly told the truth: "Zhou Yan's comprehension is extraordinary. He only observed me using the breathing method once and imitated me to complete the entry. Then he used the same method to successfully cultivate to the level of Baiming."

Cong Shiyun's eyes widened. Having seen countless storms, he couldn't help but breathe faster at this moment.

He murmured, "You mean, this kid is a genius who learned the breathing method just by watching?"

Luo Xuan nodded silently.

"Hiss!" Cong Shiyun really took a breath of cold air this time.

He leaned slightly towards the chair: "Let me take it easy."

Luo Xuan shut her mouth obediently.

Cong Shiyun was silent for a while, during which time his fingers kept tapping his thigh rapidly.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of excitement: "You, Li Guanqi, Zhou Yan, and the guy from the military, four new and old geniuses gathered in Yicheng, and at this very meaningful node of the exchange meeting."

"Could it be that this exchange meeting in Yicheng will be the starting point for the prosperity of Suzaku Palace!?"

The latter sentence just flashed through his mind but he didn't say it out loud.

Not only that, he quickly recovered from his excitement, coughed lightly, and nodded calmly to the puzzled Luo Xuan beside him: "Okay, you can now officially teach Zhou Yan the breathing method. I will report to the Supervision Department and officially register Zhou Yan's learning qualifications after the exchange meeting."

"When the time comes, I will arrange for an additional supply of the secret medicine needed to practice the breathing method to be given to you."

Zhou Yan didn't know about the conversation between Luo Xuan and Cong Shiyun.

He had already ended the awkward chat with the staff and retrieved his magical left hand that had passed the inspection.

Now staring at the screen intently.

From the screen, we can see that the audience seats in the duel arena are almost full.

Then, a huge battle chart appeared on the square screen hanging in the arena, large enough for every spectator to see clearly.

It was a matchup of sixty-four players, divided into two large groups on the left and right, with thirty-two players on each side.

Zhou Yan saw his position and found out that he was in the third game of the first group.

This doesn't even give him time to rest.

It was only because of the secret medicine that he was able to restore his strength. Otherwise, it would have been a great disadvantage for him to have to fight again right after finishing the brawl and expending so much energy.

Perhaps because it was a closed competition for internal communication, all processes progressed extremely quickly.

Zhou Yan had just finished looking at the battle map when two sword-wielding students in the arena put on their protective gear and were led out of the passage by the staff.

As a contestant appeared on the field, the staff knocked on Zhou Yan's door again: "Student Zhou Yan, the first game is about to begin. Because it is a simulation of actual combat rules, the game will proceed quickly. We should go to the waiting room."

"Okay." Zhou Yan glanced at the screen again. The two contestants were still listening to the broadcast explaining the rules. The battle had not yet begun.

He did not delay any longer and quickly put on his protective gear with the help of the staff, then followed the staff out of the lounge door.

After walking through a corridor and going down half a floor under the guidance of others, he came to a bright passage again.

At this time, almost five minutes had passed.

"The second match has already begun." The staff in front of him smiled and told him, "There were too many rounds on the first day, so it's a single-elimination system. The winning and losing mechanism is similar to the system in the brawl you participated in. Both sides are wearing protective gear with special sensing devices. The parts that are hit will be locked. When too many parts are locked, or the vital parts are attacked, making it impossible to move, it is considered a failure."

"I see." Zhou Yan sighed slightly: "This kind of protective gear is indeed a very convenient competition prop, killing two birds with one stone."

The staff looked at him strangely and said, "This kind of protective gear is not only used in internal sword fights like ours, but also in some international and domestic public sword and halberd competitions. Hasn't student Zhou Yan seen this before?"

"Well, maybe I didn't pay attention at that time." Zhou Yan nodded with a smile, but he didn't publicize his "amnesia" everywhere.

The staff member did not ask any further questions, but after receiving instructions from the headset, led Zhou Yan through the passage to the field.

His opponent also entered from the other side and stood ten meters away from him.

“Please confirm your identities and put on your masks yourself.”