The Sutra of Nothingness

There are not many people left standing on the field now. They watch their teammates raise their hands to surrender one by one. If they are the only ones who still hope to defeat Haidong's team, it is simply wishful thinking.

"We also admit defeat!" Finally, they couldn't hold on anymore, and they shouted out under the influence of the formation. This can be described as a feat, a real victory over the enemy without a bloody blow!

Everyone outside the court was cheering for this smart man, as if they had won. Haidong himself was even happier. He had proved himself with actions, even though he was not the best among this group of people. , but he’s not bad either!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The long bell rang, and the elders immediately stopped the competition. They stood up and looked at the unfinished competition group and sighed softly.

"Oh, I didn't expect them to arrive early. What should we do?" said the elder of Canle Pavilion. Now they have only seen six groups of people, and there are still four groups that have not competed. Although they can compete in these six groups, Representatives were selected from each group, but there were also quite outstanding people in the following groups, which gave him a problem.

"All the students immediately gathered in the main hall of Zhengyang Pavilion to prepare to welcome the representatives from Fuhua Palace!" It was not until the elder said these words that everyone understood why the game was stopped smoothly, followed by a commotion. This sudden The attack left them unable to react at all!

"Why is it so early? Didn't you say it would take two more days?"

"What should we do? We haven't chosen yet. How will we fight when the time comes?"

There was already chaos downstairs, and the elder had no choice but to shout again to gather in the Zhengyang Pavilion hall as soon as possible. Even Lin Guangdong and Yang Fan hurried back here to maintain order.

Soon, everyone in Canngle Pavilion also arrived in the main hall of Zhengyang Pavilion and waited. They looked at the dark place. Although they were neatly arranged, their expressions basically showed lingering fear. Obviously, there was no one. It has been completed, and now those who want to compete are worried that they will not be selected if they fail to perform, and those who cannot compete are worried about who will compete and whether they can show off the strength of our school without being embarrassed. Even the elders and teachers sitting above were thinking about this matter non-stop, and the sound transmission between each other was already exploding.

"If it doesn't work out, why don't you just pick a few from the competition?"

"But they are not the best, at least not the best in my heart!"

“Then add those ones too!”

Such conversations kept appearing among the elders of the various pavilions. They were caught off guard by the sudden early arrival of Fuhua Palace, except for Zhengyang Pavilion, who was now sitting in danger!

"Wow, Old Strange Song, your Zhengyang Academy is very lively! Or are you just here to pick us up? Old Strange Song? Old Strange Song?" The old woman who led the team from Fuhua Palace said arrogantly as soon as she arrived at the academy. , but after a round of inspection, she found no trace of Dean Song!

"Oh, Sister Mu, my eldest brother is in retreat and it's not convenient for him to come out! We can only receive you!" Upon seeing this, Hua Lingfeng hurriedly stood up to face this angry woman.

"Hmph, is it inconvenient for him to come out or is he unwilling to come out at all? He is simply a coward. He doesn't even have the courage to meet him!" The old woman didn't give Hua Lingfeng any face at all, and started fighting in front of everyone. Song Xiaoxian.

"Oh, Sister Mu, you also know that my eldest brother is now in the last important period of ascension, so of course he must hurry up and practice!" Hua Lingfeng said to the old woman named Mu with a smile on his face.

"Hmph, he's so cowardly that he doesn't even dare to see me, and he's talking about ascending. And now I've put the opportunity of ascending in front of him. How did he choose? I don't have to come here in person. You guys still refuse to believe me without a beating. You are always such a scumbag. I have to be beaten before you are willing to listen to what you say, and then you choose to believe what others say!" Mu Mu said angrily, turning around and glaring at the others fiercely. The four deans, who were usually aloof and omnipotent in the eyes of everyone, were frightened, and all of them took a step back.

"Hey, Sister Mu, let's consider peace as the most important thing, okay? Don't always shout and kill us as soon as you come here, okay? After all, we have been friends for hundreds of years!" Jiang Xinrong also hurriedly followed up, pulling Mu Mu's hand. Hands said coquettishly.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. This didn't seem to be the Dean Jiang they had before. The irritable Dean Jiang who always spoke the truth, had a serious look on his face, and started fighting if he disagreed with each other was not like this.

"Sister Jiang, it's not that I don't give you face. I've lost all my face. How can I give you face? I'm afraid I have to fight this fight. Otherwise, how can I gain a foothold in the entire Burial Continent in the future? Everyone has a name. people..."

"Sister! Sister! Sister! It's too much. It's too big. We just care about our lives. At this age, who doesn't care about their lives? We all want to live well. It's true to take that kind of risk..." Before Mu Mu could say anything, After that, Wei Wei started to appear. They were also very familiar with this old woman. To deal with her, they only needed to use wheel fighting to stun her.

"Yes, sister, think about it for yourself. Do you really want to go to the Fallen Angel Mountains? We are already at this age and have only a few years to live. Who doesn't want to ascend? But you have to be sure of this method. Otherwise, even the soul and spirit cannot come out if the person is gone inside. Isn’t this a huge loss?” Zou Yuting followed Wei Wei’s topic and slipped in. Then he waved his hand and set up a barrier between teachers and students. The barrier completely cut off the connection between the Fuhua Palace disciples and their ancestors.

"Xiaowen, Guangdong, you, the disciples of Fuhua Palace, are taking a look around. We have something to talk to their ancestor Mu Mu for a while!" Jiang Xinrong suddenly came out and said to everyone.

"Hehe, Dean Jiang, we understand!" Wen Ce and Lin Guangdong replied with smiles. They knew that this was to buy time for themselves. The ministers were caught off guard by their sudden visit, so the deans could only come forward to help. They buy time.

"Hahaha, fellow students, it is the first time for the disciples of Fuhua Palace to come to our Zhengyang Academy. We cannot treat our guests poorly and lead them to the banquet hall!" Following Wen Ce's instructions, the students of Zhengyang Academy They all led the way with their swords, taking everyone in Fuhua Palace for a tour of the entire Zhengyang Academy before rushing to the banquet hall.

They did this to give the cooks in the banquet hall some preparation time, and also to give the elders a lot of time to discuss. The three parties are doing their best to delay time and strive for the most suitable opponent from a distance!