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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 players were still listening to the broadcast explaining the rules. The battle had not yet begun. He did not delay any longer. With the help of the staff, he quickly put on his protective gear and followed the staff out of the lounge.

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.”

The radio voice sounded.

Zhou Yan took a look at his opponent. It was a stranger, someone he didn't know.

As the two sides looked at each other, it was obvious that the opponent was a little afraid of him.

Perhaps, this person had seen his performance in the brawl and thought that he was not as good as Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan calmly followed the instructions on the radio, put on his mask, and then silently raised the sword in his hand.

Even if an unknown person doesn't meet him, he will meet other strong people.

Since I’m going to lose anyway, I might as well be his stepping stone.

As he thought so, he stood in a perfect owl stance and held his sword across his face.

After a while, the referee entered the field and waved his hand vigorously and quickly.

"The duel begins!"

In the eyes of his opponent, Zhou Yan, who was originally standing still, suddenly disappeared.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta——

Amid a series of dense footsteps, the distance of about ten meters between the two sides disappeared in a second.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yan had already rushed in front of him!

'So fast! '

"You are indeed strong, but I may not be without chance—"

This thought flashed through the opponent's mind, and he subconsciously raised his sword to prepare for the attack.

However, at the moment when the two sides were about to engage in close combat, Zhou Yan, as if he had predicted it, slightly turned his body to the side, just avoiding the sword swung by his opponent.

Chi Tu!

It just proves the saying that once your move is seen through, defeat is inevitable.

Snapped!
The two sides passed each other.

Zhou Yan slowly retracted the sword.

Behind him was his opponent who was sent flying by the impact of his assassination and then fell heavily to the ground.

"The winner of the third match is Zhou Yan."

The referee immediately announced the result loudly.

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In view of the fact that some readers have been unsatisfied recently and think that I am too watery, and to celebrate my entry into Sanjiang, I will add another chapter!

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