He didn't know why his master wanted to participate in this competition. He had tried to persuade him more than once in private. It was too ostentatious and easy to be exposed. Unfortunately, his master just didn't listen and insisted on going his own way.
The fourth prince is a cultivator of the ice system, and the Fire Dragon that is about to be born, no matter how powerful it is, has nothing to do with his master.
Luo Ge won, and Shi Yi, who was unaware, continued to laugh wildly, but Jing Chen had a worried look on his face.
Finally, in the competition between the first-year and second-year students, three people were left in the first-year class: Ling Luo, Xuanyuan Yu, and Luo Ge, and seven people were left in the second-year class.
These ten people form a team and will be randomly matched with ten other third graders in an individual competition in the afternoon.
The morning match had just ended, and the afternoon match list had already been listed. Ling Luo took a look and found that the opponent she was paired with was actually Ye Fengrou.
"What a coincidence." Ling Luo looked at the matching list that had just been posted, and a slight smile appeared on her lips involuntarily.
That woman dared to blatantly seduce Xuanyuan Yu when she was not practicing. She must be tortured once she saw her.
I have never heard of the name that matched Xuanyuan Yu.
As for Luo Ge's opponent, it's more interesting. That senior's name is Ji Liuli.
When the teachers and students left the Sky Arena, Ling Luo was stopped by a voice.
"Ling Luo, wait a moment, I have something to ask you."
Ling Luo turned around and saw the head of Jiulan College, the dean, Prince Han.
Looking at Prince Han's solemn expression, Ling Luo knew that this conversation would not end in a while, so she asked Xuanyuan Yu and Jie to leave for lunch without waiting for her.
"Dean Han." Ling Luo bowed and saluted.
"No need to be too polite." Chen Han sighed softly and said, "Luo'er, please sit down next to me."
Ling Luo nodded and did not refuse.
"Dean Han left Luo'er alone, is there something important?"
Chen Han's eyes were a little confused and he said: "It's nothing, it's just that I saw you using the Ah Bi Yan Jing move today, and my heart couldn't be calm for a long time."
It turned out to be because of this.
Ling Luo's worried heart gradually relaxed.
"Uncle Pyroblast, is he okay?"
"Master is a very good person. Although his life is simple, it is also considered carefree."
Hearing Dean Han call Master Yanbao, a strange feeling flashed through Ling Luo's heart. In terms of seniority, wouldn't she and Dean Han be brothers and sisters of the same generation?
Chen Han nodded, wiping his gray beard, and his voice revealed the vicissitudes of life: "Back then, I saw the cold iron chain on Uncle Pyroblast's hand and ordered someone to get it for him. I don't know where he is now.
, do you still remember hating me as a junior?"
"No, Master is willing to imprison himself in the library tower. He has never complained to anyone." Ling Luo raised the corners of her lips slightly and said with clear eyes, "Dean Han is just following the emperor's orders, there is nothing wrong with him.
You can blame yourself."
Chen Han sighed softly again and said: "Uncle Yanbao, who was originally a top figure rarely seen in our Jiulan Academy for a hundred years, was trapped by love and fell to this point."
Ling Luo shook his head and said: "Famous status means nothing to Master. He only cares about one person in his life. If that person is good, he will be good."
"This is exactly what I want to say." Chen Han's expression became more solemn, "Three days ago, news came from the palace that the Queen Mother was critically ill, the medicine and stone were ineffective, and time was running out."