Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this, then nodded, "That's right, it's a chess game, but..."

But before he finished speaking, Ji Jiashu's voice was suddenly interrupted by another person beside him, He Lancheng looked at the girl in front of him in shock and said, "What? Don't you know?"

Ying Baoyue's voice was not like a fake, but He Lancheng couldn't believe it.

You should know that the initial ceremony is once every three years, and all practitioners are carefully prepared. The Northern Wei Beihan Pavilion will start to select candidates to participate in the next session at the end of the previous session. Each round is prepared for a long time, and even prepare countermeasures for candidates to participate in other countries.

If you cannot get rid of the weaknesses, if you have a practitioner who is expected to reach the top but has a family background but is not prominent, you will even get rid of them directly before participating in the initial ceremony, depending on the situation.

Of course, this is not a shady secret. Helan Cheng thought.

This is just a normal style in the world of practice where the strong prey on the weak.

After all, not only Beihan Pavilion does this, but all aristocratic families in various countries will do such things to the top just to make the children of their clan reach the top.

One general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven.

Helancheng did not feel pitiful to those practitioners who were eliminated. If he was born as a practitioner, if he did not give up on his practice and wanted to survive as a practitioner, he would have to accept the law of the prey on the weak.

This is how he was taught since childhood.

For practitioners, war and fighting will never exist on the arena.

Danger will always be with you, and maybe someone will stab you with a sword when walking on the street.

This is the world of practitioners.

Weakness is original sin. If you cannot protect yourself, you deserve it.

If you want to survive, you either become a strong person yourself or live with the strong before becoming a strong person.

The Helan family has fallen, and as a grandson, he himself does not have particularly amazing talents as a cultivator, so the Helan family now follows the dependency route.

The words are too far-fetched. In short, careful preparation and all obstacles are the true style of the cultivation world in dealing with the primitive ceremony.

Beihan Pavilion also relied on such careful preparations in advance to achieve outstanding results in previous preliminary ceremony.

However, this year, the road to victory in Beihan Pavilion was hindered for the first time.

To be honest, it was the second time. He Lancheng glanced at Ji Jiashu beside Ying Baoyue. The last Beihan Pavilion also returned in a defeat, but the last one was a special situation.

After all, the top of the previous session was the one who could not be eliminated or beaten. But in the end, Beihan Pavilion also won Yakui, and it was not a shame to lose to the son of Ji Mo, the master of the Southern Chu State. The previous session passed smoothly.

But no one expected that this year, the Northern Wei Dynasty and Beihan Pavilion were ready to come, but they encountered such an unexpected opponent.

Of course, this may be an opponent that even practitioners on the continent did not expect.

He Lancheng stared at the girl in front of him. Beihan Pavilion had investigated so many practitioners who participated in the primary ceremony before and assassinated many, but who would have thought that this woman would appear in nowhere?

By the way, the only surviving practitioner on the assassination list in Beihan Pavilion is the current stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Shi.

Helan Chengsi's eyes were slightly cold when he felt this.

He was also a very terrifying boy. The scene where the thin boy led his sister to a bloody path with his sword is still unforgettable.

When aristocratic families monopolize the world of cultivation, it is very rare for ordinary people to stand out in the world of cultivation. It is even rarer for those who have reached Meng Shi's step.

This requires overcoming unimaginable great difficulties. Although Meng Shi's situation cannot be separated from his encounter with a famous teacher when he was young, even so, the young man himself is quite terrible.

However, what made Helan Cheng most scary was not his talent for cultivation, but his almost stubborn obsession with the purpose of cultivation.

The will and desire flashing in the thin young man's eyes when he held the sword was quite terrible. He Lancheng still hasn't figured out why Meng Shi was so desperate to practice.

But He Lancheng, a sixth-level practitioner, could have noticed that the thin young man did have a purpose to support him to move forward desperately, and finally became the strongest fire master among young practitioners this year.

At the same time, Meng Shi was even more inexplicable, that is, he was unwilling to join Beihan Pavilion even though he was dead.

Those who cannot be used by me can only be destroyed.

A civilian was so ungrateful and was preparing to participate in the next primary ceremony. Beihan Pavilion naturally strangled his master when he lost his trace.

After all, Mengshi is just a civilian and cannot even be considered assassination.

But Meng Shi is worthy of being the strongest fire magician among the sixth level. It is like this assassination. The Northern Wei Dynasty caused a lot of storm and the image of Beihan Pavilion was almost damaged, and he failed to kill this person.

But it was indeed a pity to kill such a young genius. In the end, the Northern Wei royal family came forward and took Meng Shi as the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, ending the battle between the Northern Wei people.

He Lancheng's eyes were slightly deeper.

At this point, Meng Shi became a faction within the royal family who opposed Beihan Pavilion and used it to involve the dominant existence of Beihan Pavilion.

But no matter what, Meng Shi was from the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the achievements he earned were owned by the Northern Wei Dynasty. As a senior disciple of the Beihan Pavilion, He Lancheng also knew his own level.

Although there are many people participating in the Beihan Pavilion this time, he is not a perverted existence like Tuoba Xun. This year's Beihan Pavilion has a shortage of high-end combat power compared to the previous one, and Meng Shi's existence makes up for this deficiency.

No matter what happened, the top capital of this initial ceremony should belong to the Northern Wei people, and at most two were separated by Southern Chu.

However……

He Lancheng looked at the young girl who was one head shorter than him.

The first place in this first-class ceremony has been held until now by the Former Qin people. Three of them were suddenly attacked by this person. The biggest dark horse in this first-class ceremony was the winner of the Former Qin Princess Ying Baoyue.

It took a full half month to wonder if this was a game between the Former Qin Bu in the family from the beginning to now.

If the former Qin King Ying Hanri was not the one who looked really unwise, such doubts might have begun long ago.

Although there is no evidence of such suspicion, it should be long-term preparation and planning to win three consecutive rankings.

Helancheng opened his eyes wide.

At least the one she planned to plot against him in Qingnao Mountain yesterday, afterwards he felt that she must have been planning for a long time!

Thinking of the jokes that the Former Qin Duke, who had been circulating in Danyang City before, took all the top spots, He Lancheng originally regarded it as a joke, but after yesterday he felt that the joke was full of this woman's conspiracy.

She must have planned a complete plan in the next two games.

He thought so.

However, at this time...

He Lancheng looked at the girl in front of him, "Don't you know what to compare in the second round?"

"I'm about to ask today," Ying Baoyue didn't know that He Lancheng's heart was already twisted and turned around in this moment, but he was a little surprised at how the boy in front of him reacted so much.

After all, it would be useless even if she knew in advance. She rushed to the first-level ceremony one round after another, and even if she knew, she would not have time to prepare. It would be easier to think about so much than to think about the next round during the interval.

She looked at He Lancheng and spoke truthfully, "I usually prepare for the next one after another."

He Lancheng no longer knew what to say, "What were you doing before the beginning of the first-level ceremony?!"

Before starting... Ying Baoyue thought for a while and said, "I'm busy with a marriage."

To be more specific, it is busy being chased and killed on the way to get married.

He Lancheng choked, and the news of the marriage between the Former Qin and Nan Chu was three months ago. "What about before coming to Nan Chu? What about three months ago?"

At that time, she was probably in the coffin... Ying Baoyue thought to herself, but she couldn't tell him this. She smiled helplessly and looked at Helan Cheng and said, "I don't have that much time."

She never had much time.

After saying that, before He Lancheng reacted, she tightly held her left wrist and looked at Ji Jiashu and asked, "If you compare the chess in the second round, how do you compare it? What did you want to say just now?"

To be honest, she had guessed what to compare in the second round of the personal battle before, but she didn't expect it to be compared in chess.

After all, the first-level ceremony is to cultivate the fighting ability of practitioners.

Compared to fighting and killing, the quiet way of playing chess is more like a literary fight than a martial fight. At first glance, it seems quite in line with the style of the cultivator's battle and the original intention of the first-level ceremony.

But it was chosen as a project of personal battles for cruel competition.

Among them, it must be not simple.

And just as Ying Baoyue guessed, Ji Jiashu's expression suddenly became complicated when he heard her words.

"The competition is indeed chess, but it is not ordinary chess. Compared to chess, this round is more like..."

Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue and took a deep breath and said.
Chapter completed!