"Not participating?"
Zhou Bai gradually understood after listening to Ying Lui's explanation.
He thought to himself, "It's probably like studying abroad and not coming back?"
However, he soon frowned. "But why didn't Bright Moon Immortal allow him to participate in the Four Schools Tournament? Didn't Bright Moon Immortal support the Three Pure Daoist Sect? "
Ying Lui said, "The Immortals represented by the Highest Heavenly Lord have always been more supportive of human cultivators. They have been trying to help human cultivators break through and recruit human geniuses, hoping to increase the number of Ascenders and new Immortals. "
"However, in recent years, as the distortion of Tendo has worsened, more and more Immortals believe that the path of Ascension has been cut off forever. This is understandable."
"The reason why Meng Ruocun is not allowed to participate in the Four Schools Tournament is probably because the Immortals have a new idea about the outcome of the tournament."
"A new idea?" Zhou Bai looked at Ying Lui and said, "Is there any meaning to this Four Schools Tournament that I don't know about?"
Ying Lui transmitted his voice, "I haven't told you about the reason why you had to go into seclusion. The four Dao Academies will do their best in this Four Schools Tournament because this is humanity's final counterattack. It's related to the fight for the fate of Tendo … "
Ying Lui told Zhou Bai about the outcome of Thunder Temple's Zen Master Colorless facing the Tendo and the discussion between the four Dao Academies.
"Zhou Bai, do you understand now how important this Four Schools Tournament is? This could be a final counterattack, or it could be the final radiance of the setting sun. If I didn't bet all my bets on you guys, there wouldn't be so many geniuses after you guys. "
Ying Lui said, "From the looks of it, all the major forces have their own ideas about the outcome of the Four Schools Tournament. They all want to get the first place in the hands of the person they choose so that they can receive the full support of the four Dao Academies. At the same time, it can be considered as inheriting humanity's final struggle.
"Therefore, Zhou Bai, you must win this time." Ying Luo looked at Zhou Bai and said, "Because I believe that you are the one who can lead mankind to victory."
Zhou Bai was slightly shocked. He looked at Ying Lui in surprise and said, "Teacher, are you thinking the same thing as me? Great minds really think alike. "
Ying Luo: "…"
Zhou Bai: "Right, do Qian Wangsun and the others know about the inside story of this competition?"
Ying Luo shook his head, "Only you know that telling them that they are under too much pressure is not good. On the other hand, your strength is strong enough, and your confidence is also tenacious enough … … "While speaking, Ying Luo recalled Zhou Bai's cultivation report and Li Zhenzi's battle report.
"This kid is so ruthless. Not only does he hate his enemies, he is even more ruthless to himself. If he knows the inside story, he'll be more motivated. "
As the two of them spoke, they arrived at Donghua Dao School's residence in Beihai City.
Zhou Bai walked to the room that was arranged for him. When he opened the door, he saw Qian Wangsun staring at him.
"Oh, we're in the same room," Zhou Bai said. "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I become more handsome after ten days of seclusion?"
"That's not the problem. I say, Zhou Bai … "Qian Wangsun furrowed his brows as if there was something difficult to say." Have you ever … Have you ever encountered … "
"Encountered what?"
"Forget it, nothing." Qian Wangsun looked at his palm and thought to himself, 'Is this considered a mutation?'
In the next few days, Zhou Bai and the other students did not go out. Instead, they stayed at the residence and cultivated silently, familiarizing themselves with their abilities, and waiting for the start of the Four Schools Grand Competition.
…
Four days later, at the entrance of the guest house, Zhou Bai and the other students from the Special Studies Class stood together. They were all wearing the same green battle uniform.
According to Ying Luo, the Four Schools Grand Competition was a team competition. The teams from each school would also wear the same uniform to make it easier to distinguish them during the competition.
Among the twenty-odd students from the Special Studies Class, other than the top ten who would participate in the official competition, the others, including Jing Xiu and Xia Li, would be spectators and reserve members.
If the participating students were injured, they would be chosen from among them.
Zhou Bai touched the green battle uniform he was wearing. "The texture is soft and very tough. It seems to be fireproof and explosion-proof. It's not bad."
He followed Ying Luo's instructions and injected his Primordial Soul into it. He felt the uniform tighten. It was completely fitted to his body. Even the outline of his muscles could be seen.
At this moment, Zhao Shouyi and Ying Luo stood together in front of the twenty-odd students from the Special Studies Class. They looked at the crowd and said, "Students, today's Four Schools Grand Competition is not only about the honor of the Dao schools but also about the distribution of cultivation resources by the Celestial Court to the four cities in the future. It's also about the future of countless people in the city.
"Everyone must do your best and fight for first place."
Zhou Bai nodded.
Qian Wangsun's eyes, which had been a little confused, gradually sharpened. "No matter what, let's settle this Four Schools Grand Competition first."
Zuo Lu's words echoed in Zuo Dao's mind. "If Donghua Dao School wins, will you tell me the truth about the annihilation of the sect?" He clenched his fists tightly. "I … No, we … will definitely win."
On the other side, Zheng Wentian looked preoccupied. He remembered his father's instructions to him.
…
A white light flashed. It was the projection of the True God of the Thunder Division, True Lord Zi Yang.
His cold gaze swept across Zheng Wentian's voice, and True Lord Zi Yang said, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. I only have five minutes."
Zheng Wentian swallowed his saliva and looked at the figure in front of him, who was like a mountain, like the sky, who had been pressing on his heart since he was born, making him admire and respect him, and making him unable to resist.
True Lord Zi Yang looked at Zheng Wentian, who had been silent, and frowned. "If there's nothing else, let's leave it at that …"
"Wait!" Zheng Wentian said, "They said … they want me to lose the Four Schools Grand Competition. Is this what Father wants?"
"Yes." True Lord Zi Yang said faintly, "It has been decided internally. The champion of this Four Schools Grand Competition is Nanshan Dao School from the Evil Sect. You just have to go easy on them in this competition … "
"But … I want to win." Zheng Wentian said boldly, "Father, I want to use all my strength in this competition. I want to see what level my strength belongs to among the four major Dao Schools …"
True Lord Zi Yang interrupted Zheng Wentian and said coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to defy me? "
Zheng Wentian's body stiffened, and he lowered his head. "I don't think so."
"Then do as I say. What you did at Dong Hua Dao School made me lose face. I didn't give you so many points for you to give them away," Ye Futian said coldly as he looked at Ye Futian.
True Lord Zi Yang said faintly, "There are a total of three rounds in this Four Schools Grand Competition. Remember, don't give yourself away in the first round. Do it naturally."
Zheng Wentian wanted to object, but under the pressure of that figure, he felt that he couldn't say anything.
Seeing that True Lord Zi Yang's figure was about to disappear, he finally mustered up the courage to ask, "How is Zhang Hui now?"
Zhang Hui was the Golden Armor General who came to Donghua City with Zheng Wentian in the beginning.
"Also, where did Li Zhenzi go? Why is he gone too? "
True Lord Zi Yang's figure gradually disappeared, and only a faint sentence came into Zheng Wentian's ears, directly ending this conversation.
"Don't worry about other things. Just do as I say in the Four Schools Grand Competition."
…
"Am I going to lose?" When Zheng Wentian came back to his senses, they had already arrived at the competition venue. The light in front of him was slightly bright, and cheers and noise had already surged over like an avalanche.
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