Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1383 What is your relationship with the Xuanming Sect?
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Yue Qiansong took the jade pipe slowly, shook it gently, poured out the tobacco inside, and said nonchalantly: "Why are you so excited!"

"When Yueyang College was first established, our college did contribute. There's nothing to be surprised about."

Wei Xinzhi's eyes were as cold as frost, and he said coldly: "It is indeed a good method."

"Yuesi College focuses on training land-based spirit masters, while Yueyang College is good at training water-based spirit masters. The division of labor is clear."

"What you said." Yue Qiansong chuckled disapprovingly and retorted: "Hehe, who among you here doesn't do the same thing?"

"Which of those junior and middle schools in your county is not your branch school?"

"And you, blind bear, dare you say that Sanshan College has nothing to do with your Tujin School? Wushan College is also related to your college's Plant School, right?"

He glanced at Lian Changzhi, "How about I tell you about the things that happened between Canghui College and Changyu and Lyon College?"

Wang Wei and Lian Changzhi were so angry that their faces turned red. They wanted to refute, but they were speechless for a moment.

Zhong Feng stroked the teacup with his fingertips and said calmly, "Old Songtou, Old Xingtou, the martial soul fusion technique is extraordinary. What is the relationship between your two families? I think everyone here is quite concerned."

As soon as these words were spoken, all kinds of looks turned towards him again.

Yue Qiansong kept silent at first, then just blew out a smoke ring: "It's an old family matter, I'm sorry I can't tell you."

Zhong Feng tapped his fingertips on the table: "You guys should accept my identity as a member of the Spirit Turtle Alliance, right?"

Yue Qiansong's heart skipped a beat.

The Zhong family is indeed a top force. The questions they ask are of a different structure and hit the nail on the head.

He suppressed his annoyance and answered in a deep voice, "Yes."

Zhong Feng's eyes swelled, and his voice suddenly rose, "Then I want to know, what is the relationship between your two families and the Xuanming Sect?"

His current mentality is the same as Han Yiyu's reaction to the Mei family.

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd exploded and started whispering to each other.

Yes, the relationship between the Xuanming Turtle and the super soul beast Xuanshui Turtle Snake has always been confusing and difficult to explain.

Some say they are close relatives, and there are even rumors that these two soul beasts are simply different stages of the same soul beast.

The Xuanming Sect, as one of the four lower sects, is the guardian sect of the Xingluo Empire.

Yue Qiansong sneered and said calmly: "I can assure you here that our two families have nothing to do with the Xuanming Sect."

Yang Guisan fixed his eyes on him, "Whether we are close or not, there must be an explanation."

Yue Qiansong's eyes twitched.

He glanced at his old friend. If it were someone else, he would have retorted back.

Be it Zhong Feng or Yang Guisan, at this moment they no longer represent themselves, nor do they just represent the academy.

He looked around at the nine people present, five from the north, two from the middle, and two from the south. There was also a small world between the academies.

The people present at this moment represent various forces behind them. The Zhong family and the Yang family are forces that are on good terms with them, so he has to weigh their thoughts carefully.

Yue Qiansong sighed and said, "Not really friendly."

When everyone heard this, their tense expressions visibly relaxed a little. There was a story behind this, but it was no longer within the scope of their consideration.

Of course, they will verify it afterwards.

Lu Jingcheng suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Old Songtou has a good plan! He has won over the geniuses of the Zhong and Yang families, and took the opportunity to show off his martial soul fusion skill. He is going to soar to the sky!"

Yue Qiansong smiled bitterly, waved his hands, and said, "You're joking. The mainland academy is surging now, and someone from our four northern counties has to show up, right?"

"Yuesi Academy has little background, so we can only follow the ancient methods and unite our forces to compete."

He glanced at everyone, his smile not reaching his eyes as the tobacco smoke flickered.

Everyone was silent. Their teams were the best in the province, but it was different in the national semi-finals. In terms of strength, among the five teams in the last session, Tianlang and Qinglin were at the bottom of the 35 teams in the country, while Canghui and Yuesi were in the middle.

Although Chang'an College is one of the top ten colleges in the country, it is also among the last few in the top ten and did not advance to the finals last time.

At the beginning, Zhuang Mocheng said that Chang'an College was ranked in the top ten in the entire continent. That's what he meant. Well, actually it was ranked 15th or 16th.

Now, Chang'an College has risen to twelfth place in the latest ranking of the College Alliance. Of course, that is an overall evaluation, not pure military strength.

Wang Wei snorted, "You've come at a good time. The finals have been expanded this time, and the seeding quota for Tiandou Team 1 has been cancelled, leaving eight qualifying spots."

"You Yuesi can give it a try now."

Yue Qiansong smiled proudly and said, "That's right. We are not your Chang'an. We dare to send the reserve team to the provincial competition. The eight places are very promising for you."

“We were thinking of taking a gamble, but we didn’t expect the education community to be so united this year to expand the finals.”

"As long as we can qualify, it will be the glory of our Yuesi and the glory of the four northern counties."

Lian Changzhi sat up straight abruptly: "So, Old Fengtou, Old Yangtou, you were fooled by him?"

Zhong Feng and Yang Guisan looked at each other and said in a deep voice: "Our Northern Four Counties have never qualified."

Lian Changzhi's eyes flickered and his fingertips tapped the edge of the table unconsciously.

Their Canghui Academy mainly recruits gem-type soul masters, and they had never thought of this before.

We can do the same next time and use two main lineups.

One set is a control chain formed by gem soul masters, and the other set is a burst of attack by geniuses, both are real main forces.

As for substitutes, there are eighteen places for the national semi-finals.

Yes, there are three more places in the semi-finals than in the provincial preliminary rounds.

Because the rematch is more intense, it's too easy to get injured.

Just look at the provincial preliminary competition and see how many people were injured in Changan.

Seriously injured players can easily ruin the entire competition and affect the overall performance.

This is a mystery in later generations' competitions. Basically, there are no injuries and the patient will be fine the next day.

The second season of Douluo Dalu is even more confusing. There are only 7 players on the field, playing both individual and team competitions. How can there be only 7 players in a team?

How unreasonable.

Since there are points for both, it should normally be like the professional competition in “The King’s Avatar”, with separate players for individual and team competitions.

In order to match the main cast, this weird competition rule was forced into place.

Wang Wei took a deep breath and curled his lips: "Take it easy when you play the game. There are more than a dozen spies from other provinces in the audience."

Yue Qiansong's hand holding the cigarette gun stopped in mid-air: "What?"

Wang Wei drew a circle on the table with tea, "Last time we had a training camp, there were seven or eight of us, not to mention a peak battle like today."

He pressed his fingertips heavily on the center of the circle, "I don't know about others, but the Royal Tiandou Academy has already used the Xuanniao Division."

"Bang!" Zhong Feng's teacup hit the table, and the tea splashed half an inch away: "Do they dare to use the official intelligence network?"

"Don't worry, it's not the Xuanniao branch of Fasno Province." Wang Wei curled his lips, "Those people are not sitting on the wrong side of the seat, they know how to avoid suspicion, they are spies directly under the imperial capital."

Yue Qiansong took a deep puff of his cigarette, and the spark flickered in the darkness: "Our Yue Sike has never thought about competing for the national championship..."

"Team One might not care." Wang Wei suddenly interrupted, grinning, "Don't forget, they still have Team Two."

Yue Qiansong's hand holding the cigarette butt suddenly tightened, and the ashes fell onto the bluestone slabs.

(End of this chapter)