Supreme Sword Sovereign

Seventh brother?

A jolt went through the crowd.

That... isn't that the Seventh Prince?

For a moment, many were filled with regret. If only they had known his identity earlier, they would have tried to get on friendly terms with him sooner.

However.

Those from the Capital who knew the inside story all shook their heads in secret.

Did they really think the princes were all brotherly and respectful to each other?

That would be a huge mistake!

"Big brother."

Jiang Feng clasped his fists in greeting.

"I've just returned and haven't had the chance to visit you yet..."

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Hong waved his hand dismissively.

"I heard that you, Seventh brother, have cured your Cold Poison and officially started cultivating?"

"Thanks to Old Xue."

Jiang Feng naturally wouldn't tell the truth.

"Indeed."

Jiang Hong nodded.

"If there's a chance, I must properly thank the old man!"

"He... has already left the Great Qi Dynasty."

"I see."

Jiang Hong didn't seem to care.

"But now that you, Seventh brother, have started cultivating, coming to the Martial Academy is the right choice! You must know, in the path of cultivation, nothing is more taboo than taking the wrong path. Since you've just started, naturally you need a good instructor to guide you."

Gu Han frowned upon hearing this.

Jiang Hong's words had a hidden meaning; he was definitely up to no good!

Sure enough.

"How about..."

Jiang Hong's smile grew even wider.

"As your big brother, I help you choose an instructor, how does that sound?"

"Big brother."

Jiang Feng was taken aback.

"This..."

"In my opinion..."

Jiang Hong didn't wait for his response, his gaze sweeping around before landing on Mei Yun.

"Instructor Mei would be a good choice!"

What!

The crowd was shocked.

Mei... Instructor Mei?

Was the Crown Prince joking?

"This..."

At that moment.

The only one who was happy was Mei Yun himself.

"How could this be..."

He could barely contain his smile.

"The Seventh Prince is a treasure beyond measure, ah, how could I, Mei, have the virtue and ability, let alone the confidence to teach him well..."

The crowd secretly despised him.

They knew what was going on!

Was this a matter of teaching well or not?

This was about whether they could survive in one piece!

"Sigh..."

In the distance.

An old janitor leaning on a broom shook his head as he listened.

"Brother killing brother... a bunch of bastards!"

"Big brother."

Jiang Feng's face turned red in an instant.

"Why..."

He understood.

With Jiang Hong's prestige, since he had appointed Mei Yun, the other nine instructors would definitely give him face, no matter what they thought inside.

In other words.

Jiang Feng.

Had no choice anymore!

"Seventh brother."

Jiang Hong's smile gradually faded.

"I heard that during your trip, you made some questionable friends. With your status, how could you do something that damages the royal family's dignity? This is not good, very bad indeed!"

The crowd was confused.

But Gu Han understood.

So... Jiang Hong's real target was himself!

"Big brother!"

Jiang Feng also understood and said anxiously, "Brother Gu is not..."

"Seventh brother!"

Jiang Hong's tone grew heavier, cutting him off.

"If you can recognize your mistakes and correct them, I, as your big brother, can give you a chance. Apart from Instructor Mei, you can choose any of the nine instructors, even including the three Vice Deans, at will!"

What!

The crowd was shocked again.

But even more were tempted!

The Vice Deans... In the past, there had never been a precedent for choosing students. If they could be taught by them, it would be a great honor indeed!

Upon hearing this.

Wu and Minister Feng's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

While Commander Zhou remained expressionless, it was unclear what he was thinking.

Huh?

Mei Yun was stunned for a moment, then his face turned into a bitter gourd.

No.

Wasn't it agreed that the Seventh Prince would be taught by him? How could it change?

"Brother Jiang."

Gu Han was silent for a moment.

He naturally understood that this was not a simple matter of choosing an instructor for Jiang Feng. Offending Jiang Hong would make his future difficult.

Moreover.

The three Vice Deans...

For Jiang Feng, who had just started cultivating, the temptation was indeed great!

"You actually don't have to..."

"Instructor Mei!"

Unexpectedly.

Jiang Feng didn't hesitate at all, took a deep breath, and turned to bow to Mei Yun.

"From now on, I'll be in your care!"

"Eh?"

Mei Yun was overjoyed.

This was really an unexpected twist!

Fortunately, the outcome was still good.

"Ah!"

He hurried over from a distance, supporting Jiang Feng.

"You're too kind, Seventh Prince! Rest assured, I, Mei Yun, swear to heaven, I will not hide anything from the prince and will teach everything I know!"

The crowd clicked their tongues.

Teach everything he knows?

The prince has to be alive to learn!

"Brother Jiang."

Gu Han couldn't say he wasn't moved; that would be a lie.

"I appreciate it."

"Brother Gu."

Having made his choice, Jiang Feng felt relieved and smiled.

"You saved my life. If I were to betray you now, how would I be any different from a beast? Besides, we are friends, aren't we?"

"Friends..."

Gu Han also smiled.

"Yes, we are friends!"

"Instructor Mei!"

In the midst of speaking.

He suddenly clasped his fists and bowed to Mei Yun.

"What?"

Mei Yun was stunned, somewhat in disbelief.

"You too..."

"From now on, I hope Instructor Mei will guide me a lot!"

"This..."

Mei Yun was so excited he didn't know where to put his hands.

What a pleasant surprise!

"Hahaha... come on, get up, there's no need for such formalities between us, not at all!"

He was so polite.

Naturally, he was worried that Gu Han would change his mind.

Was it an illusion or something else?

Hearing his hearty laughter, Gu Han suddenly felt as if a shadow had fallen over him...

"Good, good, good!"

In the distance.

Jiang Hong's face was expressionless as he said 'good' three times in a row, then turned his gaze away, no longer looking at the two.

As for Liu Tong and Yu Hua.

The joy in their eyes was naturally uncontrollable.

Looking for death...

They couldn't blame others!

And at this moment.

The selection of instructors was also nearing its end.

Han Fu naturally couldn't take everyone under his wing, only choosing the nine with the highest cultivation level and best talent, then he gently closed his eyes.

As for the other instructors...

The most had around twenty people around them, the least had about ten.

Except for Mei Yun.

He looked at Jiang Feng on his left and Gu Han on his right, his face full of satisfaction.

That's enough!

One can't be too greedy in life!

"Since that's the case."

Commander Zhou spoke slowly.

"Then..."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Minister Wu pointed to a corner in the distance.

"There's one more here."

Huh?

The crowd was startled and turned to look, only to see a fatty standing in the distance, seemingly lost in thought...

"Huh?"

Realizing he was the focus of so many gazes, the fatty snapped back to reality.

"What's going on?"

"Little guy."

Minister Wu was good-natured and didn't get angry, explaining the situation to him.

"Choosing people?"

The fatty was stunned for a moment.

And then... he saw Gu Han standing next to Instructor Mei!

Forget it!

After thinking for so long.

He seemed to have made a decision.

This bastard with a thick face and a black heart must not become his enemy!

To be safe... better to stay by his side for a while and observe!

Thus.

Under the strange gazes of the crowd.

He directly came to Mei Yun's side and said nonchalantly, "You're an instructor too, right? Fatty chooses you!"

Mei Yun was stunned.

Hiss!

The crowd gasped!

This fatty, he's not afraid of death either!

"Fatty."

Gu Han explained Fatty's identity to Jiang Feng, also with a sense of emotion.

"You have a good eye!"

"Nonsense!"

Fatty, not understanding, was somewhat annoyed.

"Fatty's eye has always been impeccable! I say... do you agree or not, give me an answer!"

"Agreed! Agreed!"

Mei Yun was almost dizzy with happiness.

"Let's make it clear first, you can't go back on your word!"

"That I can't!"

Fatty waved his hand.

"Fatty always keeps his word!"

"Good, good, good, it's a deal!"

Mei Yun's mouth was almost crooked with laughter, his gaze sweeping over the other instructors, and for once he was assertive.

"Who says Mei Yun only has bad luck! Stand up!"

"Wait a minute!"

Fatty suddenly realized something was wrong.

"You... your name is Mei Yun?"

"Young man."

Mei Yun pretended to be displeased.

"I, Mei Yun, am your instructor, how can you call me by my name?"

After saying that.

He seemed worried that Fatty would be unhappy and quickly made amends.

"Of course, if you're willing, you can call me Brother Mei, that's also fine."

"It's... over!"

Fatty blinked, standing there stunned.

Although he didn't know about Mei Yun's situation, just hearing the name made his heart half cold.

Sure enough!

Staying with that bastard, nothing good ever happens!

"What you just said!"

Mei Yun kept nagging.

"You can't go back on your word..."

"..."

Fatty was on the verge of tears.

On the side.

Jiang Feng curiously looked at him a few times.

Is this the lucky fatty?

He wondered...

He looked at Mei Yun again.

If he could dispel Instructor Mei's bad luck...

"Alright!"

Commander Zhou spoke again, interrupting the whispers of the crowd.

"Since the admission ceremony is over, then..."

"Wait."

Suddenly.

Jiang Hong, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.

"Your Highness."

Interrupted, Commander Zhou was not the slightest bit annoyed.

"Do you have any orders?"

"I think."

Jiang Hong's gaze swept over the crowd.

"This is a bit too boring."

"Boring?"

"Yes."

Jiang Hong smiled.

"The rule of the Martial Academy is that the strong are respected. Now that the Martial Academy is opening, all these people are the elite of the Great Qi Dynasty. Why not take this opportunity to let them spar with each other? The instructors can then select the best among them to cultivate carefully, and we can also gain an advantage in future competitions with the other nine nations."

"This..."

Minister Wu frowned slightly.

"The Martial Academy trial is in half a month. It seems unnecessary to compete now."

"Indeed."

Minister Feng nodded.

"Moreover, our Martial Academy has no such precedent..."

"It's not a problem."

Commander Zhou shook his head.

"Your Highness makes sense. Although our Martial Academy has many resources, they are not meant for useless people! Naturally, those with the bigger fists get priority! What do you all think?"

The instructors naturally agreed.

They also wanted to know what these young people under them were really made of.

Seeing everyone agree.

Wu and Minister Feng looked a bit displeased, but they did not speak out against it.

"Your Highness."

Commander Zhou asked again.

"How should the competition be conducted?"@@novelbin@@

"Simple."

Jiang Hong said indifferently, "There are ten instructors, naturally divided into ten groups. Their people will challenge each other, and the one who wins the most matches will naturally be the first!"

In a flash!

Everyone's gaze turned to Instructor Mei.

Even a blind man could see that this was a deliberate targeting.

"Of course."

Jiang Hong continued, "There should be a prize for the competition! The one who wins the most matches can choose any low-grade Mysterious Rank technique from the armory, and I will personally gift a top-grade Spiritual Instrument. Are you all satisfied?"

A top-grade Spiritual Instrument.

Worth at least several thousand Yuan Crystals!

And a low-grade Mysterious Rank technique, within the Great Qi Dynasty, was also among the top!

For a moment.

The already eager crowd's eyes suddenly turned fiery.

"Your Highness..."

Unlike the crowd's excitement, Mei Yun had a bitter face.

"This... this is a bit unfair."

He had finally gathered three people.

Each one was a precious gem!

If they were injured or crippled, wouldn't he be heartbroken!

"Instructor Mei."

Jiang Hong glanced at him.

"How can a cultivator have a heart of fear? If they are afraid of even a competition, then why come to the Martial Academy? Better to leave early, so as not to embarrass the Great Qi!"

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"I..."

Instructor Mei was immediately at a loss for words.

"Yo?"

Fatty couldn't hold back.

He was already full of grievances, and seeing Jiang Hong targeting him, he went all out.

"Who's this redhead?"

Suddenly.

Silence!

Red... hair?

"Fatty."

Gu Han said leisurely, "Be careful with your words, he's the Crown Prince with a Fire Spirit Body, very powerful."

"Powerful?"

Fatty feigned surprise.

"Who said that?"

"I don't know, maybe he said it himself."

"Tsk tsk, would you say you're powerful?"

"I wouldn't, would you?"

"I definitely wouldn't either."

"Then..."

Fatty deliberately glanced at Jiang Hong.

"Who would go around bragging about being powerful?"

At that moment, Gu Han and Fatty seemed to have an understanding, looked at each other, and blurted out in unison: "A scoundrel!"