Time flies by, and another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Lingtian also found some time to obtain his own fourth soul ring.

Except for the day when they hunted for the soul ring, except for going to court and reviewing memorials during the week, Qian Renxue and Lingtian spent almost every day together. They walked, admired flowers, and ate together. They lived a happy life.

As the saying goes: if you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach.

Lingtian was deeply aware of this.

So in this incident, I fully demonstrated my skills.

Squirrel mandarin fish, West Lake vinegar fish, braised pork with pickled vegetables, beggar's chicken, boiled fish, etc...

A variety of Chinese delicacies emerged in endlessly, which firmly attracted Qian Renxue's taste buds. Almost every dish was praised by Qian Renxue.

During this period, Qian Renxue also tried to do it several times.

But ever since she ate the pitch-black tomato scrambled eggs with tears in her eyes, Lingtian strictly forbade Qian Renxue from taking a step closer to the kitchen.

On weekdays, in addition to cooking, Lingtian practices swordplay outside the courtyard every morning.

As for why he was outside the courtyard, it was because of someone's strong request. Lingtian, who had resisted many times to no avail, could only be forced to accept this unreasonable request.

Outside the courtyard at this moment.

Lingtian, a handsome young man wearing an elegant black robe, was practicing swordsmanship without any distractions in the courtyard.

With the sword intention between his eyebrows moving, Lingtian lifted up the Bing Ji Sword, and the sword energy was hesitating on the edge of the sword. The faint blue sword light was chaotic like rain hitting the plantains, and only blue light and shadow could be seen.

The sword moves with the heart, and the hand moves with the sword.

Lingtian followed his heart and threw out several common sword postures, and unconsciously integrated the sword intention he had understood before into the sword light.

All of a sudden, the sword's power changed, and a cold light suddenly appeared!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

A series of sword shadows as cold as frost and snow turned out, and the cold temperature seemed to freeze the air.

Clang!

The sword energy like a rainbow burst through the air.

The airtight sword light revealed bursts of chill, and Lingtian seemed to feel something in his heart at this moment. Each sword seemed casual at first glance, but it was just right, with an indescribable sense of pleasure.

The enlightened Lingtian put away his sword and stood up, and the chill that filled the air slowly dissipated.

The sword's heart is clear, but it's still a little short of that.

"Huh~"

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Lingtian slowly opened his eyes.

Just when he was about to experiment again, Gu Xiaoran's voice sounded leisurely, "Lingtian, when are you going to set off?"

"In a few days."

Lingtian was slightly startled, put down the Bing Ji Sword in his hand, and spoke slowly after a moment of silence.

"Can't bear to leave?" Gu Xiaoran teased.

"..."

After Lingtian was silent for a moment, he breathed at his finger and flicked it hard with his backhand, causing his head to break.

But before his fingers could fall, Gu Xiaoran, seeing that the situation was not right, quickly returned to the original space, leaving Tian Meng with a blank look on his face to receive this blow.

Tianmeng, who had never woken up before, was even more dizzy now.

Tianmeng writhed on the spot for a few times before reluctantly recovering, whining and lying on his shoulder, looking at Lingtian pitifully.

"My lord, why did you hit me?"

"..."

Lingtian helplessly comforted Tianmeng, while at the same time he condemned someone in his heart.

Tiandou Palace.

Qian Renxue, who had just left court and was about to return home, had something important to report to the three deans of Tiandou Royal Academy.

A moment later, in a palace in the palace, three deans of Tiandou Royal Academy, Bai Baoshan, Zhilin and Meng Shenji, were sitting below Qian Renxue.

"What important matters did the three deans come to see me for today?"

In front of the three deans, Qian Renxue still maintained her usual smile, but because of her transformation in the court during this period, her original gentle smile had a hint of majesty.

The two dagger-like gazes in his eyes made Bai Baoshan and the other two people afraid to show any dignity.

However, in the eyes of Bai Baoshan and the other three, this scene is the scene they are most happy to see. Only a majestic emperor can intimidate the ministers in the palace and unify the voices in the court.

An emperor who treats people well may be a good person, but he will never become a good emperor!

"Your Highness, I have come here today to report to Your Highness." Bai Baoshan bowed deeply, his expression very serious.

"What is it that makes Mr. Bai so solemn?"

Facing such serious Bai Baoshan, Qian Renxue had a premonition that something big was going to happen, so she put away her gentle smile and became serious.

"Your Highness, do you still remember the Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition?" Meng Shenji asked in a deep voice.

"Um."

Qian Renxue put down the teacup in her hand, pondered for a moment and said, "I remember that the next continent-wide senior soul master elite competition will be held in a year, right?"

"Your Highness is right."

Meng Shenji nodded and continued, "The Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition is held once every five years, and the next one will be held in one year."

Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition.

Since it can be titled "All Continent", it naturally brings together young soul masters from the two great empires, Wuhun Palace, and the entire soul master world. The basic requirement is to be under twenty-five years old, and the number of participants in each game must reach

Seven people, and no killing blows.

As for the participation quota, all officially recognized high-level soul master academies will face the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo.

The competition is divided into three stages.

They are the qualifying round, promotion round and finals.

Ordinary colleges must pass the first two rounds of screening to qualify for the finals.

As for the three forces of Tiandou Empire, Star Luo Empire, and Wuhun Palace, each has a representative team that can directly enter the finals stage.

In these fifteen years, a total of three competitions were held.

But the representative team of Tiandou Royal Academy...

"Due to various reasons, our Tiandou Royal Academy has held three competitions since its inception. In the past fifteen years, we have never received any rankings and have been defeated repeatedly by the Star Luo Empire and the Spirit Hall!"

When Meng Shenji said this, he gradually became serious, and his words became much heavier.

Three Senior Soul Master Elite Competition.

The two-time champion is Wuhundian.

The first champion is the Star Luo Empire.

Only their Tiandou Empire did not win any championship!

As one of the three principals of Tiandou Royal Academy, they have been on the Tiandou Royal Academy team for several years, and they are naturally responsible for their failure to achieve results.

You must know that their Tiandou Empire is also one of the two major empires. Even if it is not the opponent of Wuhun Palace and Star Luo Empire occasionally, it can't be that they have not won the championship in three competitions in fifteen years, right?

But it happened.

In the third competition in the past fifteen years, Wuhun Palace and Xingluo Empire have been swept, which made the three people of Bai Baoshan, who had always been proud, feel even more embarrassed.

At their age, they are naturally not just seeking fame.

All for the Tiandou Royal Academy.

The three of them have spent most of their lives striving for Tiandou Royal Academy. The position of the academy in their hearts can be said to be more important than their lives!

Now that they have not achieved results for several years, they are all suffocating in their hearts, and their desire for the championship is even more intense.

Although they claimed that they must win the championship this time, their confidence has been severely damaged by fifteen consecutive years of losses.

Fortunately, the Huangdou formed this time is very strong in combat, allowing Meng Shenji and the others to once again see the dawn of winning the championship.

but……

You never know when the unexpected will come.

"Meng Lao, there is no need to blame yourself, you have already tried your best."

Qian Renxue smiled gently and waved her hand at Meng Shenji, telling him not to care, "Besides, I heard that this year's Imperial Fighting Team was all personally selected by Meng Lao, so there should be no problem in terms of combat effectiveness."

"Your Highness is right, but..."

Meng Shenji sighed, with a look of shame on his face, and lowered his head and said, "Although the team members for this competition have been formed, due to Prince Snow Star's relationship just a few days ago... the members of Huang Dou's first team

Member, agility attack type soul master Oslo has withdrawn from the team."
To be continued...