When the sword intent struck through, it split into several branches in the void.
When the masked man escaped in panic, he accidentally cut his right foot with a knife.
Looking at his retreating figure, Xu Zimo snorted coldly: "Chase."
Then he and Xie Changliu chased him through the air.
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In the catkin space of Jiugui Academy.
This is an independent void in Kuki Academy.
Legend has it that a very powerful student named Liu Zu appeared in Jiugui Academy.
When Liu Zu was at his peak, he could be ranked alongside the Nine Mountain Ghosts.
He was born from the blood of Liu Zi and the Yuehen Mountain Ghost clan.
When the main body turns into a willow tree, it can block out the sky and the sun, and its horizontal branches can span tens of millions of miles outside Jiugui Academy and the border between Sanxun Valley and Yueyang.
And the vertical branches are as high as the sky and the leaves, with a height of hundreds of thousands of meters, which cannot be seen visually.
When Liu Zu was sitting in the Nine Ghost Academy, his body turned into this catkin space, dragging the entire void with a single rod.
Later, Jiugui Academy opened up the catkin space and the academy land, treating the catkin space as its own back garden.
In the catkin space at this moment, although autumn is coming to an end in the outside world, it is still always like spring here.
The willow trees are arranged together with their colorful branches, and there are dozens of circles around the catkin space.
Catkins floating in the air can be seen everywhere.
The white fluff is dancing, and the countless branches and leaves are sprouting buds, giving the world a sense of vitality.
Wu Daozi, the dean of Jiugui Academy, was walking among them with a group of people.
Wu Daozi was wearing a black robe, half of which was hanging on the ground.
The robe was made of velvet. Its collar was turned up, and its white hair seemed to have been permed, all hovering around it.
He had a beardless gray beard, neatly groomed.
Wu Daozi walked to the front, and there was an old man beside him.
The old man looked about the same age as him and was wearing a distinctive white robe.
The white robe has the words "Seven Gods" printed on it.
The tail of the robe is painted with a god who is not angry but powerful.
Among the group of people behind, there were both white robes and black robes. They were chatting with each other, and all of them seemed to be of high status.
"Yami, this time we from the Seven Theological Seminary are here to communicate. Please don't be stingy with your teachings from the Nine Ghost Seminary." A man in white robe said with a chuckle.
"Since it's communication, of course it's about teaching together, there's nothing else to talk about," Yami shook his head and replied.
"Everyone knows that Jiugui Academy is the undisputed number one academy in the Ghost and God Realm. We are here for exchanges.
Actually, I came here to ask for advice," the man in white robe replied.
…………
At the front of the queue, the deans of the two houses were walking in the same row.
"I haven't seen you in recent years, and I heard that Brother Feng's Seventh Seminary is famous in Wuhaiya.
It’s already overtaking our Nine Ghost Academy,” Wu Daozi was the first to laugh.
Feng Wushi smiled modestly and replied in a hearty voice: "I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it.
The responsibility of the college lies only in teaching without distinction and how much contribution it has made.
There’s never a one-two punch.”
Wu Daozi smiled and secretly cursed "Old fox."
Then he raised his hand and looked around the entire catkin space.
Asked: "Brother Feng, what do you think of our catkin space?"
"Liu Zu's name is like thunder piercing his ears," Feng Wuxi said with a smile.
He only mentioned Liuzu, but not the catkin space. It is easy to imagine that he still despises it in his heart.
"Is the venue ready for the competition?" Feng Wuxiu continued to ask.
"Brother Feng and everyone, come with me," Wu Daozi said with a smile.
He led the way, and everyone followed closely behind.
After passing through the willow forest and walking forward for about ten minutes, everyone came to a very large open space.
A tall willow tree came into view.
Standing under this willow tree, everyone only feels vast and at the same time feels small.
A willow tree is not like a willow tree. Its roots are tens of thousands of meters thick, and all its branches are several thousand meters thick.
Countless branches twisted together to form a large battle platform.
The platform has a willow tree as the core, and some other leaves have turned into seats around it.
"What a heavenly axe," Feng Wuxiu said with emotion when he saw this kind of battle platform.
I saw a dragon rising up from the willow tree.
The dragon is a living creature, its body is wrapped around the branches of the willow tree, and its head hangs in the void.
Staring at the people coming and going with his majestic eyes.
"This is a real fighting platform," Wu Daozi said with a smile.
"The battle platform in our academy was also built in imitation of it.
What does Brother Feng think?"
"It's rare in the world," Feng Wuxi was not stingy and praised directly.
"Is this what the competition is about?"
"That's natural. The Seven Theological Seminaries are here to discuss matters. How can we not face each other?" Wu Daozi waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Brother Feng, please."
The two of them climbed the Tongtianliu together, and the group of people they followed also walked up one after another.
"We won't let ordinary students watch this competition. Just treat it as internal knowledge," Wu Daozi said as he walked.
"I thought so too," Feng Wuxi smiled and thought a little.
Suddenly he said: "Brother Wu, have the Nine Ghosts left any instructions recently?"
"What order?" Wu Daozi asked puzzledly.
"Over there in the Half-Burial Area, there have been constant riots recently. Don't Lord Nine Ghosts plan to come forward?" Feng Immortal asked.
"What? Brother Feng has an idea?" Wu Daozi asked.
"You also know that Wuhaiya is too remote, and our Seven Theological Seminary has recently decided to move," Feng Wuxiu replied.
"If Master Kyuuki doesn't mean it, we want to go to the half-buried area."
"Brother Feng, it's better not to think about things there. Your Seventh Seminary is not enough," Wu Daozi replied calmly.
"Brother Wu misunderstood, we are not trying to quell the rebellion, we are just trying to protect ourselves," Feng Immortal replied.
"I can't make the decision on this matter, you can ask Master Jiugui yourself," Wu Daozi replied, directly passing Feng Wuxi and walking towards the top.
Seeing Wu Daozi leaving, Feng Wuxi's originally smiling face instantly darkened.
"Dean, do you want...," a man in white robe next to him asked in a low voice.
"This guy surnamed Wu seems to be holding his own," Feng Immortal's eyes narrowed.
He replied: "We will attack their prestige later."
"I understand," the man in white robe smiled strangely.
When everyone sat down, they saw the huge willow tree spreading out, moving the center point away, and turning it into a forbidden space in the void.
The green dragon above the head is hovering around, serving as a boundary monument.
"I wonder who will appear in the Nine Ghost Academy?" Feng Wuxiu waved his hand and said with a smile.
As he waved, a young man from the Seven Theological Seminary came out impatiently.
"Hongyu," the young man clasped his fists slightly and said his name listlessly.
"Brother Feng, what does this mean?" Wu Daozi asked with a frown.