Artifact Smuggling Specialist

The moment he saw Xue Chongshi, he knew that he was wrong, Xue Bing might not have made a move.

Xue Chongshi came back with injuries, his clothes were covered in blood, his face was a bit tired, and the huge and ugly scars on his bare upper body looked shocking.

When he saw Zuo Lan, he gathered up his clothes, and the material rubbed against the wound, but he was still expressionless. At this moment, he was no longer a child's body, but a more mature boy's body. The muscles, bones and skin texture gave people a feeling A feeling of tension filled with greenness.

When he gave Zuo Lan the news, he didn't mention that he was injured.

"Are you dying?" Zuo Lan didn't know why he was so indifferent, and he should have been anxious when he saw him being injured, but Xue Chong explained that he didn't care, so he didn't care.The wound, from his ribs to his shoulder, looked horrific, but there was no bleeding, and it looked like it had been treated long ago.

Xue Zhongshi lowered his eyebrows, "I'm dead, and the soul crystal will not be left to you."

Zuo Lan: ...You will be mistaken.

However, after thinking about it, he swallowed this sentence back into his stomach, and sat opposite him: "Now it's time to talk about what happened to you."

"I met Xue Bing after I finished my business. He recognized me outside the Soul Art Guild." Xue Zhongshi said what happened yesterday in a straight voice.

But Zuo Lan couldn't help interrupting him: "He recognized you. It's a bit strange to say that. You used to be his spokesperson, so he should know you."

"No, I have never met him before." Xue Chongshi shook his head, then raised his eyes and looked directly at Zuo Lan, as if wanting to prove that he was not lying, "I am the only one among Xue Liu who signed the blood contract People, the relationship between Xue Bing and Throne Xue Liu is not very deep. There is no one who is too close, so I was randomly selected in the family, originally I was supposed to represent Xue Liu, the throne."

But then this spot was naturally given to Xue Jiu.

Zuo Lan didn't expect Xue Bing to be such a person. He thought that the soul emperors were all bound to his family's interests, but from Xue Bing's point of view, the interests of the throne family and the soul emperor's palace may not necessarily be unified .

The three recognized powers in the Soul Continent are the Nine Soul Institutes, the Soul Arts Guild, and the Throne Family, while the Soul Emperor Palace is a transcendent existence, a hidden fourth power, but because its composition is too special and the number is too small , are often ignored.

The interior of the Soul Emperor Palace is not necessarily a concerted effort. There may be quite a few differences among the five Soul Emperors, so the Soul Emperor Palace is just a title, and will never be a whole that advances and retreats together.

Having figured out this relationship, Zuo Lan nodded his lips: "Have you fought Xue Bing?"

"We didn't fight on the street. He took me to the wasteland and asked me to make a move. He wanted to try the power of the blood contract, but the result might disappoint him." Xue Zhongshi recalled the scene at that time, his voice suddenly lowered "It's only when I saw him that I realized what a real modeling soul technique is..."

It is hard to imagine that the whole world is changing with Xue Bing's consciousness. He is in the world he created, completely unable to control himself, and has no power to resist——what is the essence of the shape soul technique?So far, it is still incomprehensible that Xue Bing's modeling soul technique at that level can be called the pinnacle.

Sensing the strange depression in Xue Zhongshi's words, Zuo Lan couldn't help but said: "He is the soul emperor, it's normal that our current soul skills are not as good as him—"

With a pair of blood-red eyes and a distorted smile on his lips, Xue Chongshi's face was lifted lightly like that, "Do you think I'm envious and depressed because of it?"

When his gaze was raised, he felt an electric current crawling from his tailbone all the way to his neck, and his hair stood on end—that was bloody and killing eyes, where there was any depression, it was Zuo Lan's own imagination, Xue Chong Shi is not the kind of person who would be depressed because of this kind of thing!

Zuo Lan shook his fingers, and was forced down by himself again. He pressed the table and said with a smile, "You have murderous intentions."

"The Emperor of Soul is the highest cultivation level known on the mainland right now. Killing the Emperor of Soul must feel good." The smile on Xue Chongshi's face gradually diminished, and he stretched out his hand to cover it. In my own eyes, let the blood that floated up slowly fade away, gradually disappearing.

"Xue Bing's visit this time should be because of Xiaobi's affairs in the Ninth Soul Academy. The Ninth Soul Academy has a tradition of inviting the Soul Emperor to sit on the sidelines. However, his coming must be extraordinary."

"A green puppet has come, and there are as many direct descendants of the Ten Thrones, and now we need to add a soul emperor. What is the secret of the Ninth Soul Academy that can attract so many people..."

After Zuo Lan thought about it, there was still no result.

"He came here because of the mission of the Soul Academy. It seems that he wants to discuss with that young puppet and pick him up to the Central Plains District by the way."

Xue Chongshi added.

Silent, Zuo Lan remembered that when he was talking to Qing Gui outside, he thought he could go with him. It turned out that his itinerary had already been arranged, and everything was well planned. Presumably, many things that happened now were at the hands of the superior. Is it planned?Zuo Lan raised his face and exhaled, "How about Zuo Qiu?"

"The Lanhui is on the right track, and the cooperation with the Refiner's Guild has basically stabilized. They have pre-delivered the first batch of goods to us, and the auction proceeds are not bad. From the stelekeeper and the original The special team selected from the 20 people in the team has also been built and is still being strengthened, Zuo Qiu asked you to give it a name by the way, after all, you are the president of Lanhui."

Zuo Lan froze for a moment, then touched his chin, he felt that the president of the Lan Club had become a nominal name, but he is not needed now, he can be a hand-off shopkeeper for a while, and when he is done with the affairs of the Soul Academy, Go cook well. "There will definitely be quite a few teams like this in the future. This first team should be called 'Inverse'."

There is only one word - inverse.

In the end to reverse what?Only Zuo Lan himself knew.

Xue Chongshi thought about the word carefully, "Ni...it fits very well."

Rebellion, rebel, counterattack, going against the sky... It seems that the vocabulary of this word is more in line with the situation of the two people.

So Lanhui's first bandit team was established, and it will become famous in the mainland in the future - but that's a later story, Zuo Lan continued to talk to him.

"The Ninth Soul Academy is about to start a small competition in the academy. According to the regulations, although I have reached the realm of a soul master and can graduate, but the semester has not passed, and I have not passed the final exam. I am still a non-graduate. As long as I I am willing, and I can continue to stay in the Soul Academy until I reach the realm of Soul Lord, so I will participate in the competition." Zuo Lan paused here, and the setting sun outside sank, leaving a faint yellow shadow on the window sill , "What I want to know is, will you participate?"

Xue Chongshi slowly tied his belt. He knew that what Zuo Lan wanted to ask was whether he could still participate.After all, his injury looks serious, and his realm has fallen, but, "Of course I want to participate, if you don't participate in such a grand event as the Soul Academy Competition..."

It is a great pity that I missed the opportunity to play against many people.

"You don't want to die." Zuo Lan sarcastically mercilessly.

Xue Chongshi's face was expressionless, his sharp chin suddenly became smoother slowly, and when he looked closely, he turned back to that child's appearance: "I've already given up my life."

It was Zuo Lan who forgot, this guy was originally a desperado, when he mercilessly deprived others of their lives, he had already ignored himself, and the rest was just crazy killing, in fact, it was obvious—he still looked so small a child.

Unable to discern what the complicated feelings that popped up in his heart were, Zuo Lan said, "I hope you and I don't meet halfway."

"You are Wu Academy, and I am Water Academy. If you want to meet, it will be me and Chongyu. There are twelve winners in total, and seven people will participate in the Soul Academy Competition. Why worry." This is an understatement, but hidden The meaning contained in it is extremely domineering - why worry.

Zuo Lan stood up and laughed at him: "You are getting more and more crazy."

Xue Chongshi looked indifferent: "I want to heal my wounds, so go out."

So Zuo Lan shrugged, turned around and went out.

The waiting time is long and long, and short and short.

When the dawn of the next day came, the entire Ninth Soul Academy had not yet dawned, and lights illuminated by soul crystals lit up everywhere in the Soul Academy, illuminating those who were walking forward.

This is a common practice. The small competition in the courtyard starts when the sky just dawns, and it should start at the moment when the light shoots out from the horizon to show the sacredness.

At present, there are only Zuo Lan, Xi Yulin, and Jiang Cuoming in the Wu Academy. Xue Zhongshi is standing on the side of the Water Academy, and their team leader is Duan Kunlun.

People walking on the road of the Soul Academy, wearing the costumes of different academies, waving banners, but silently, everyone's footsteps are in a hurry, and they must arrive at the central square before the first ray of light arrives. , will start there.

Zuo Lan looked forward, surrounded by bright lights, his eyes were far away, as if he saw his way through the misty darkness.

Eight colleges and eight banners were scattered on all sides of the square. All the instructors had arrived. There were a few people standing on the rostrum. Zuo Lan saw the man in the silver-blue robe with a frosty face at a glance. The color of snow, it seems that even the eyes are covered with ice flowers, the first glance makes people think that he has walked out of winter - needless to say, Xue Bing, the emperor of modeling.

He was standing beside Qing Puppet, and seemed to be talking to him.

Dean Yanshen stood in front of everyone, dressed in a solemn robe embroidered with a dark golden hexagram pattern, and when everyone was present, she opened her arms, with her back facing east and west facing. The soul formation suddenly opened!

All the surrounding lights were turned off at the same time, the audience was silent, and everyone could hear the sound of their own breathing.

At that moment, even Zuo Lan, who didn't care about Xiaobi in the courtyard, was infected by this mysterious and empty atmosphere, and looked at Yan Shen intently.

Her long hair was lifted by the wind, and countless radiance emerged from her soul array, rushing towards the sky like a storm, and in the entire courtyard of the Ninth Soul Academy, there was only a ray of brilliance soaring into the sky. It lasted for several breaths before slowly falling down, and then her spirit lock beads emerged from the ground, and the white spiritual light flickered, psychedelic to the extreme.

"Soul, the gap between body and mind. Ask with sincerity, and you are not old with the sky. I am towering, my thousand-year soul cultivation has not been completed, and my eternal gods are always there. My lord, we--take the heart as a mirror, please open the chaos of the world and the light ...into the world..."

Light, come into the world.

The voice was long and long, like ripples floating on the water. Behind Yan Shen, at the junction of the chaotic world, on the horizon, a ray of light slowly lit up, and then drilled out, gradually spreading, the original dawn The darkness in front of him completely dissipated, like ice floes on a glacier in spring, gradually melting, the light was so transparent that the mist in the whole world seemed to emit a glimmer of light.

The Light Comes—

The prelude to the Grand Competition of the Soul Academy was quietly played in this silence.

After ten breaths of silence, Yan Shen put away the spirit-locking bead and smashed it hard on the ground, the pearls splashed everywhere but left no traces, her spirit-locking bead disappeared again, and she stretched out her sleeves and closed them.

"This internal competition will produce twelve winners. The rules of the competition are one-on-one, upgrade system, priority is given to the opponents of the school, and special treatment is given to those with a particularly small number of people. .After that, all the arrangements will be made here for the mixed court competition.”

With a wave of her hand, a huge curtain of light hangs in the sky, revealing the names of nearly a thousand people in this class. The densely packed names and densely packed lines are just a battle table.

"Today's schedule will go to the semi-finals. If it can't be completed during the daytime, it will continue to be postponed until midnight. There are 32 people in the semi-finals. The final will select seven of the 32 people who are more outstanding to represent the soul institute in the nine soul institutes." The big competition between them is also the soul courtyard big competition."

"For this competition, the Academy of Souls invited Xue Bing, the third seat in the Hall of the Soul Emperor and the emperor of modeling, to be a witness."

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, signaling everyone to look at Xue Bing behind her.

Xue Bing!Xue Bing, the emperor of modeling!Soul Emperor!

There was an uproar in the whole arena!

However, Xue Bing just stood there indifferently, with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

Yan took a deep breath, and then said: "The competition in the courtyard begins now."

Five arenas with a radius of five feet rose from five positions around the square, high and high, and there was a huge oppressive force at once.

Zuo Lan was extremely calm in his heart, his gaze swept to the light curtain, and he found his name easily: Zuo Lan, Wei Yu of Zhantu Academy.