"Dean..." Xi Fan's voice was a little weak, "Do you want us to be hacked to death?"

Catch up with the four majors.

Guo Youdao hasn't mentioned this for a long time, but now he seems to be addicted to play. He said that he was not satisfied, and he turned it into a courtyard flag. He still didn't satisfy himself. Now he made four cloaks, making the four people a signboard.

From then on, the four people were inevitably swaying everywhere they went, and they were absolutely full of hatred everywhere. No matter which country this mainland is in or whether it was from the four major colleges or not, the idea of ​​worshiping the four major colleges like Ding Wen was absolutely mainstream. It is really not a joke to be swayed by these four big words.

More importantly...

With Lu Ping's constant eye interference, Xi Fan couldn't help looking around his shoulders - no sleeves! Such a courtyard dress that would cause them quite troubles is actually a semi-finished product. It's a bit sad to think about it.

"This is also experience, to make you firm in your mind." Guo Youdao always speaks one by one.

"Whatever you say is what you want!" Xi Fan stopped arguing. Guo Youdao nodded with satisfaction, but soon heard Xi Fan turn and then say: "Anyway, I'm going to graduate soon."

"Oh no, I'll have another year," said Su Tang.

"I'd gone to the first two major exams." Lu Ping also became distressed. According to the grade, he had only passed the first-grade exam this year, and he had three years left before graduation.

However, after each sighed, the three of them looked at Morin again, with sympathy on their faces.

"At least we know our situation," said Su Tang.

"Poor Molin, you may not even know why he died." Lu Ping said.

Several people were talking about this, but in the end they did not replace the semi-finished courtyard uniforms. They walked out of the courtyard and walked towards Zhiling City.

Inner city, Dingpo platform.

A dark cloud has been shrouded in the sky above Zhiling City since the early morning. Today's weather looks worse than yesterday.

The head of the twelve examiners, Ding Wen, stood on the dou platform, sniffed, and felt the unusual humidity in the air.

He hates such weather, and his superpower, Xuan Lin Lihuo, will be affected to a considerable extent in such weather. Whenever he encounters such weather, he will always feel a little uneasy. And this time, the Soul Spot Conference. Because of some people and phenomena, his mood is already bad, and now when he encounters such weather, he suddenly becomes even more irritable.

Ding Wen raised his hand. A wind was rolled up on the Soul-Dianping Platform for no reason, and it was not tilted or slanted, hitting the inconspicuous but most eye-catching little flag of Zhaifeng Academy.

The flag was pulled up from the stage, and Ding Wen's hand flicked it casually again. The small flag was immediately carried by the wind and flew straight out of the Dianpo platform.

The examiner Jiang Ning, who was climbing to the Soul Platform, was jumped by something suddenly flying out of the platform, but then recognized it as the flag of Zhaifeng Academy. Then he saw the chief examiner Ding Wen standing on the Soul Platform with a handrail, looking at the flag being swept out of the Soul Platform by the wind, and then fell down empty-handedly.

Jiang Ning didn't pay attention to the small flag anymore, and stepped tightening his pace and soon came to Ding Wen's side, pulling out an origami from his cuff.

"Today's Soul Selection Table. Please take a look at it!" Jiang Ning opened the paper and handed it to Ding Wen.

Ding Wen took it, glanced a little, confirmed a few people he had taken care of, nodded, then shook his hand, and a ball of fire broke out, and the page of paper instantly turned to dust.

"Just remember it yourself." Ding Wen said lightly.

"I remember." Jiang Ning nodded quickly.

"It's almost time for the people to come?" Ding Wen asked.

"Students from major colleges are on the way," Jiang Ning said.

Ding Wen nodded and looked at the observation deck opposite the Dianpo platform. There were already people busy doing things on the observation deck. Ding Wen knew that on the day when the Dianpo list was released, the lord of Zhiling City, who ruled the area of ​​Zhiling, would also come to watch it in person, and naturally the best viewing deck is occupied.

"Let everyone prepare!" Ding Wen ordered, Jiang Ning nodded and hurried off the stage along the same road.

At this time, there were already decorations on the Soul-Spot platform. Fifty seats, different sizes and workmanship, distinguish their levels. The one with the highest and largest in the middle will undoubtedly be the top spot on this Soul-Spot list. After that, the other seats are arranged in sequence. Two, three, four, five, six to ten, eleven to twenty, and then to the others, which is clear at a glance.

Ding Wen looked around all this. Without the annoying flag of the Piaofeng Academy, everything looked no different from previous years, which made Ding Wen very satisfied.

Under the Dianpo, the crowds have gradually gathered. Even the city lord will visit the duel in person, and there are naturally more idle people. The crowds submerged the Dianpo, leaving only a middle road, which was maintained under the strict maintenance of the inner city guards, otherwise there would be such a road.

"Here's here!" Someone shouted, and everyone turned around and looked at the far end of the road sandwiched in the crowd, and finally someone appeared.

Four figures.

One white, one black, one red, one blue.

Judging from the outfit alone, this is much more vivid and beautiful than the academy teams with completely unified clothing styles. Many residents in the outer city even applauded.

But the residents of the inner city don't see this way. They all have identities, so naturally there is no need to crowd in the crowd like this, and each has a comfortable place to watch the battle. In their eyes, the outfits of the four people in this line are a bit strange. This style looks a bit like a kind of clothing called Hayao in the Qingfeng Empire. But even Hayao is basically popular only in the northernmost extremely cold areas of the Qingfeng Empire. The Xuanjun Empire is located in the southwest of the mainland and has a warm climate. This kind of clothing that is mainly used to keep warm is not a market for the Xuanjun Empire. Of course, if you like the style of Hayao, you can make it into light clothes, but just look at the four people, it is not the Yuhan Yui in the Qingfeng Empire, but it is not the decoration that occasionally wears it in the Xuanjun Empire, but it is just the decoration that is worn by someone on the outermost part of the clothes.

"This...this..." Everyone studied the outfits of these four people. As residents of the inner city with superior lives, it seemed a bit difficult to realize that this was just a semi-finished ordinary cloak with no time to put on the sleeves. However, when the four people walked past them and saw that they were not on the front but on the back, everyone no longer cared about studying the style of the clothes.

Chase! Super! Four! Big!

The four big words floated behind the four people in a conspicuous manner.

The place they walked through suddenly left a quiet place.

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