The most intelligent general in the world

In the third round of the second round, two equally matched junior disciples fought for more than half an hour but were still evenly matched.

"Master, why is the Human World Sect so eager to win this time? Has it been like this in the past?" Zhang Liang couldn't help but frown and ask.

"In the past, the first two matches between our two sects were mostly just a brief contest, mainly to allow young disciples to practice and communicate, not as intense as it is now. This time... I'm afraid it has something to do with that invitation." Chi Songzi replied after thinking for a while.

"What invitation?" Zhang Liang asked.

"It is said that the King of Qin has sent people to watch the competition this time, and after the competition he will invite the winning clan to the King of Qin's Palace to give lessons to Prince Qin." Chisongzi answered calmly.

"Are we going to invite the winning clan?" Zhang Liang continued to ask.

"Maybe, but there are just such rumors, and it is not known whether they are true or not. The Tian Sect focuses on ascetic cultivation, while the Renjian Sect advocates involvement in the world. They are much more sensitive to intelligence than us. Moreover, this competition is held in the Renjian Sect, so maybe they have received some other news." Chisongzi said calmly.

"Do we have to accept the invitation from the King of Qin? Shouldn't the various schools of thought be superior?" Zhang Liang asked back with a frown.

"Strictly speaking, both the Tian and Ren sects are located within the Qin State. Now that the Qin State is powerful, it has a tendency to unify the country. If we can reach a cooperative relationship with the Qin State, it will indeed be beneficial to the development of our sect. For the Tian sect, we can still avoid worldly disturbances and concentrate on practicing Taoism; but for the Renjian sect, I'm afraid they will not miss this opportunity." Chisongzi explained.

"The King of Qin is trying to divide our Tianren Sect! If the two sects join forces, even the King of Qin will have to avoid their edge. Now if we only favor one side and suppress the other, it will only weaken the overall strength of Taoism." Zhang Liang analyzed with a smile.

"This is an open conspiracy. If there were no gaps between the two sects, they could truly join forces. However, now, the King of Qin has obviously seen through this, so he is trying to sow discord between the two sects and make us check and balance each other." Chisongzi sighed softly.

Zhang Liang nodded and understood the reason.

The Qin State is different from the Han State. There are three major sects in the Qin State: the Taoist Tian Sect, the Taoist Renjian Sect, and the Yin-Yang School. Each of them is powerful and has a deep foundation. Although these three sects are all secluded in the mountains, they can still have a significant impact on the situation in the world.

Leaving aside the Yin-Yang School, the secret support for the Qin State did not start with this generation. As for the Tianren School, they had little contact with the Qin State.

How could he let others sleep soundly beside his own bed? Especially now that King Qin Ying Zheng was ambitious and determined to annex the world, he naturally could not turn a blind eye to the Tianren Sect in Qin.

After figuring all this out, Zhang Liang suddenly felt enlightened.

If he were Ying Zheng, he would also choose to cooperate with the Tianzong. The Tianzong stays away from the secular world and does not get involved in the struggle for royal power, while the Renjian Sect emphasizes involvement in the secular world and has had many contacts with the Qin nobles. If he cooperates with the Renjian Sect, wouldn't it give the Renjian Sect the opportunity to erode the Qin State?

The royal families of various countries were both trying to win over and be wary of the various schools of thought. A king like Ying Zheng, who was rare in history, must have had even more subtle thoughts.

While Zhang Liang and Chisongzi were chatting, the duel between two young disciples from the Tianren Sect had lasted for more than half an hour. Both sides tried their best and revealed all their cards, but the competition was still stalemate.

"Why not call it a draw?" Zhang Liang suddenly suggested in a low voice, "If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid both sides will suffer losses."

"Alright." Chi Songzi nodded gently, then stood up. His cold voice resounded throughout the venue, "Let's call this a draw. It's just a competition between young people. There's no need to get hurt."

The two disciples in the field stopped their confrontation upon hearing the sound.

At the same time, Xiaoyaozi also stood up calmly. Although he was twenty years younger than Chisongzi, as the sect leader, his demeanor was not diminished at all.

"That's a good decision. You may withdraw now!" Xiaoyaozi waved his hand. This was an order given to the disciples of the two sects as the sect leader, but he grasped the timing just right, making it impossible to refute.

"The third game, a draw!" the Taoist elder who presided over the game announced loudly.

At this time, many spectators in the venue had already shown some impatience. The reason they were paying attention to this match was mainly to witness the final battle between the Tianren and Renzong for the ownership of the Xueji Sword.

"In the third round, please invite the two sect leaders to compete. The winner will keep the Xue Ji Sword for five years. The competition should be limited to a certain point. Please remain cordial." The elder saw some clues and added a word of reminder.

Xiaoyaozi bowed slightly, and walked lightly, one foot at a time, and moved to the platform in an instant like a phantom. Although this skill only showed the tip of the iceberg, it was enough to draw applause from the audience.

"Please give me some advice, Brother Chisongzi." Xiaoyaozi bowed to Chisongzi and looked at him from afar.

"No need for that. Let me learn it from you!" Zhang Liang chuckled and performed the secret technique of three thousand phantom bodies. One of the phantom bodies was still sitting on the high platform, while the others kept changing positions. In the blink of an eye, his real body was quietly standing on the martial arts stage, confronting Xiaoyaozi face to face.

Until then, Zhang Liang's phantom gradually disappeared, as if it was an illusion formed by too fast speed. This move was undoubtedly more amazing than Xiaoyaozi's previous display.

"If you can defeat me, the Xue Ji Sword will be yours!" Zhang Liang said with a smile.