After some discussion, the four of them decided to split up.
Huang Shaoyu would attend the birthday banquet, while the other three would fight for the stone slab.
With Yan Li's senses, the three of them quickly arrived near the great hall where the stone slab was placed. Lianhai Changjin said, "It's in the hall in front?"
"Yes." As Yan Li spoke, he raised his head to look at the sky. Suddenly, he discovered that the sun was shining brightly when they entered the palace, but now it was covered in dark clouds. There wasn't a trace of light in the sky, as if it was the polar night.
The two of them followed his gaze to the sky, and they both shivered.
Lianhai Changjin said, "Is it about to begin?"
"I'm afraid so." Yan Li said, "Let's begin. You two feign an attack and cover me. I'll go activate the stone slab."
"We've been discovered!" Lianhai Changjin suddenly said.
At this moment, a patrol team came from the left. One of them saw the three of them sneaking around and immediately let out a shrill whistle. The students in the great hall heard the warning and immediately responded.
"There's no time to hesitate. Attack!" As Yan Li spoke, he turned around and took a detour.
Lianhai Changjin opened his folding fan and waved it at the attacking troops. A sky full of green leaves floated out, and everyone who was touched by the green leaves was frozen in place, unable to move.
Yu Qiuyu's body flashed, and he flipped over the wall. He walked step by step into the great hall, only to find that there was no one inside. The stone slab was indeed placed on the high platform in the center.
Suddenly, a shrill sound pierced through the air. A terrifying "hiss" sounded like a venomous snake's tongue. This venomous snake was in the middle of attacking, and being bitten meant death from the poison.
Yu Qiuyu didn't even raise an eyebrow. Somehow, he swayed his feet, and the space behind him exploded with a "boom". Burning rubble shot out in all directions, but every ray of fire that shot towards him was chopped into powder by an invisible sword shadow.
From beginning to end, he only swayed his feet.
"Attack together!"
Seeing this, the student hiding in the dark let out a roar and all kinds of lights appeared in the air. Each of them was the unique aura of the Cultivation Realm, and the aura was close to the strength of the upper realm of the Cultivation Realm.
In other words, those who were able to enter the academy were all rare talents in their own domain. They could even be called geniuses, and ordinary cultivators could not be compared to them.
"Drunk with long steps, drunk with long moans."
Lianhai Changjin walked in with a smile. She opened the jade fan in her hand and waved it twice. Then, she tossed it out. The jade fan floated gracefully in the void, its divine light shining brightly. "Long and long, but sentimental."
At this moment, the indescribable charm he exuded was extremely strong. It was like aged wine. Once the seal was removed, it immediately aroused one's alcohol bug. Even those who never drank could not help but be attracted to it.
At this moment, no matter if it was a young and beautiful girl or a dignified and virtuous middle-aged woman, they could not help but be attracted to him. There was no need for any adornment. Even disregarding his appearance and demeanor, just the aura of his technique was enough to create such an effect.
This was the Origin Forging technique of "Plucking Fallen Flying Flowers To Bury For", "Amorous".
The Amorous would pass through ten thousand flowers, but not a single leaf would touch them.
All the auras were contained in this aura, as if it was the master of everything. All the techniques and moves lost control at this moment, as if they were infected by "Amorous" and became amorous. Thus, they "forgot themselves" and danced gracefully.
The techniques of Lianhai Villa were particular about the aura. They could see the intent but not the form. It was one of the rare treasured manuals in the world, and also one of the reasons why Lianhai Villa was able to rule the Eastern Heaven Realm.
There was no technique in the world that could develop the aura to such an extreme state.
Wherever the aura reached, everything would be dominated, and the flourishing aura would be forced to stop. What kind of feeling was that? It was like suddenly having a leg cramp while swimming. An experienced old sailor might not drown, but he would still drink a few mouthfuls of water when he was caught off guard.
And in the time it took for him to drink a few mouthfuls of water, it was enough for a true expert to react.
Yu Qiuyu was a true expert.
His judgment of aura and his grasp of timing had undoubtedly reached an extremely high level. And with his cultivation at the peak of the Cultivation Realm, it was enough for him to react appropriately and correctly.
"Thirteen Towers!"
Just as the Amorous concept dominated everything, the ancient sword in his arms was unsheathed with a clang, and stabbed towards a direction in the void like lightning.
Accompanied by a scream, his body had already turned into an afterimage, like a phantom of flowing light. He and his sword were separated, but they had a faint sense of each other; they were independent of each other, but had the same rhythm. It was as if a gorgeous sword dance had begun. In the illusion of light and shadow, in the trickling time, it was like the sand between fingers, like the mottled under the eaves, like the silent spring breeze.
The sword light rotated, like a peacock spreading its tail. A dozen or so figures fell out of the void, but before they could land on the ground, they all turned into light and disappeared.
When Yu Qiuyu returned to his original position, the hall was still empty, as if there was not a single person in it.
The ancient sword returned with a clear whistle, and fell into the scabbard that he was still holding in his arms, trembling incessantly.
At this moment, the roof suddenly split open, and Yan Li descended from the sky. He took out the incomplete token, and touched the third slate.
"Don't you dare succeed, you little thief!" A person rushed out from under the slate. His voice was slightly weak, and his momentum was not as majestic as his words. He was like a clown making his last struggle.
Yan Li recognized that it was Shangguan Feihong, and he could not help but laugh. "It's said that those who fail this trial will be expelled from the academy. Shangguan Jinhong must have paid a great price to let you enter the academy. If you fail, I'm afraid your position will be lower than that of an ordinary disciple when you return. No one will continue to waste energy on a useless piece of mud, don't you think so? "
"You … you're talking nonsense!" Shangguan Feihong's expression changed drastically.
He was already lacking in energy, and now that his momentum had been snatched away, he panicked even more. The moves that he had prepared for a long time now seemed indescribably comical and laughable.
Yan Li could not help but laugh again. However, when he was only three feet away from Shangguan Feihong, his smile suddenly froze. This was because he noticed a flash of treachery in Shangguan Feihong's eyes.
Of course, he did not know whether there was treachery in Shangguan Feihong's eyes, but what made him feel this way was the sudden appearance of killing intent.
He was very sensitive to killing intent, and he could even feel the cohesion of this killing intent. It was not the kind of killing intent that would be produced when an ordinary person killed someone, but the sudden malice of a professional assassin. It was as if he was facing an irreconcilable enemy.
To be able to train one's mind to this extent, to treat every target as an enemy who had killed one's father, one could already be considered a top-notch assassin.
Yan Li quickly determined that there were two sabers and two swords.
The sabers were scimitars, and the two sabers were exactly the same. The two assassins' faces were also exactly the same. They were a pair of twin brothers.
The two brothers' sabers sliced through the air and attacked Yan Li's armpits, which were the most difficult parts to defend against.
They were both professional assassins, and they had the most professional judgment.
They even seemed to have studied Yan Li before. When they attacked, all the Astral Energy in the surroundings disappeared. This was in line with the style of an assassin, and it was extremely simple.
Everything was perfect in Shangguan Feihong's eyes. He felt that Yan Li would definitely not be spared. Although he could not really kill him, it was still a considerable achievement to be able to chase him out of the academy. He would be able to answer to his father when he returned.
As for the academy? He did not care.
In that split second, Yan Li instinctively sensed something. Or rather, his strong intuition made him feel that this was a trap specifically set up to deal with him. In other words, Shangguan Feihong had actually come to the academy to take revenge. However, he did not expect that the two of them would actually have conflicting goals.
His thoughts were always faster than everything else.
In the blink of an eye, Li Ya had already sliced Shangguan Feihong into two halves. At the same time, he blocked the scimitar on the left.
At this moment, there was not only one scimitar, but also two swords. Of course he could not stop.
Once he stopped, he would die.
Between life and death, there was always a short gap. To be able to react appropriately in that short gap, sometimes, training could not be done.
That was also a kind of talent.
Therefore, at almost the same time, Yan Li's left sword fingers clamped onto the scimitar on the right. Different types of True Power clashed intensely between Li Ya, the finger swords, and the scimitar. When cultivators clashed with techniques, they could still conserve energy. However, once they clashed with True Power, it would be a true life and death struggle. This was because at that moment, no matter who held back their energy, they would die under the opponent's True Power.
At this moment, Yan Li's martial arts had once again made a huge contribution.
The Origin Sea created by the [Great White Sword Arts] was formed by the "Great White Sword Qi". It was different from ordinary True Power. It was born to be more violent and ferocious than other True Power.
The two killers did not know Yan Li's background. They hastily clashed with True Power, thinking that they would definitely win. However, they did not know that this was the path to their deaths.
At the moment of contact, the two of them felt an extremely tyrannical True Power rushing into their bodies. In that instant, the two of them screamed out in pain and fell from the sky.
Yan Li had expected this. He calmly returned his sword to its sheath and blocked the air.
The owners of the two swords did not expect that not only could Yan Li block the twin brothers' assassination, he even had the spare energy to block their attacks.
The two swords stabbed onto Li Ya at the same time.
A large amount of external force was absorbed. Yan Li laughed coldly. He pulled out his sword and slashed. The two of them immediately turned into light and flew away.
This scene fell into Yu Qiuyu's eyes. His ten thousand year old ice mountain face was moved for the first time. "Concealed Sword Arts?"
Lian Hai Chang Jin laughed bitterly. "We were still exposed."
Yan Li obviously did not have the time to explain. Even if he did, he did not intend to.
He landed on the ground and extended his hand to grab the stone slab. However, he grabbed nothing.
"Who is it?" He bellowed.
Because the stone slab suddenly disappeared.
The three of them only saw a black figure wrapping around the stone slab and landing at the corner of the hall.
The person placed the stone slab at his side and turned around. He used his eyes to size up the three of them. It was as though he was laughing at them silently.
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