Looking at the handwriting of 1875-1910, Wang Zhao felt very upset.

A person who died young 108 years ago will play as a contestant in the mixed group today?

What is the way this is?

Long before Wang Zhao broke through the wind barrier and was an old child, he learned a basic common sense in his family's elementary school classroom.

If a person cannot be resurrected after death, this is the fixed number of heavenly laws and cannot be changed. Moreover, it is the highest-ranked number of several fixed numbers of heavenly laws.

The numbers of heavenly paths ranked behind are: there is no immortality in the world, the endless path of immortality, and the loneliness of a fat man.

Now Wang Jiu's list of battles is breaking the fate of heaven!

"Impossible. People cannot be resurrected when they die. This is a definite impossible to break!"

"Senior Brother, you are really stupid." On the side, Xiaobai shook his head helplessly, "Even if the fixed number of heaven cannot be broken, people cannot be resurrected by death. But there are still some ways to go from a dead person to a living dead person."

"Living Dead? What the hell is that?"

Xiaobai said: "For example, the most classic one: the summoning of heroic spirits."

"...You have read too many novels!"

"It's clear that you have read too little books like this! Can you have some culture? You haven't heard of such fashionable things as the summoning of heroes? Then please ask for divine art, have you always heard of divine art?"

Wang Zhao's face turned stern and he was a little scared.

According to legend, the heroes who have established great achievements on the Xiangzhou continent and have been praised in their lives will become metaphysical existences after death, like gods, and sometimes respond to the call of the world to come to the lower realm to save the sufferings of the world.

However, this is just a legend. Most of the sources of the news are from some remote and remote families, or they are simply tricks of mortal scammers to fool fool men and women. At present, the academic community generally believes that this phenomenon of destiny is not credible and is likely to be a rumor.

"This common view in the academic community is wishful thinking and spreading rumors. Asking for gods and gods is not a difficult technique for us immortal cultivators. As early as three hundred years ago, some monks could leave a wisp of soul before their death, which would last for a long time. If later generations merged with this wisp of residual soul and obtained the legacy of their predecessors, wouldn't that be the unreliable art of divine submission? The so-called summoning of heroes is just to further develop and systematic this technology."

“…How to systematically do this?”

Xiaobai said enthusiastically: "First of all, according to the characteristics of the deceased, it is roughly divided into seven ranks, with swords..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiao pressed his shoulder hard: "Enough, don't talk anymore!"

Xiaobai had to shrugge regretfully and curled his lips, "Anyway, I think the possibility of a heroic spirit coming this time is very high. If Wang Jiu can send him to fight with such confidence, it is impossible to admit defeat. I advise you to study Zhang Lan quickly and see what he had in his lifetime."

Wang Zhao held the roster in his hand and frowned. Although he still felt incredible about the arrival of this heroic spirit, he had to consider the possibility of the heroic spirit coming.

If Zhang Lan's heroic spirit came, how much strength would he retain during his lifetime? Or, it would be stronger than before his lifetime?

"Junior brother, do you know Zhang Lan?"

Wang Xiao nodded: "I heard a little bit that he is a sensible figure a hundred years ago. I just read the information, so you can take a look."

According to the internal records of the Sword Academy, Zhang Lan, born in 1875, was a genius sword cultivator who once shocked the Third Academy. He had unique talent for swordsmanship and was not as pretentious as the scholars of the academy. The original Feilong Waterfall even made the Sect Master of the Holy Sect express his appreciation. He was once regarded as the academy as the hope of surpassing the Sword Academy.

However, God is jealous of the talent. When he was 35 years old, an accident in seclusion made him unfortunately fall, and the hope of a college overtaking turned into a flow of water.

But before his unfortunate death, the Sword Academy really felt the threat from Zhang Lan. In those years, the Sword Academy's education intensity for young sword cultivators was significantly different from the past. The cruel education model caused many internal conflicts. The Sword Academy clearly expressed their anger and dissatisfaction in various ways.

Including posting naked portraits of the dean at that time on both sides of the entrance corridor of the Sword Academy, rumored that the dean had an impure physical relationship with the vice president, urinating and defecating everywhere, etc.

After Zhang Lan unfortunately died, although the Sword Academy was a little regretful, it was somewhat relieved.

Zhang Lan has been dead for more than a hundred years. Now few people still remember things about Zhang Lan, but the relevant written records have been kept in the library of the Sword Academy. Wang Xiao found the records and was immediately thrilling.

Wang Zhao gasped: "The academy had such a good seedling back then! What did our admissions supervisor do?! Is this a dereliction of duty?!"

Wang Xiao looked solemn: "At that time, Master Ning was trying his best to recruit our master..."

Wang Zhao immediately shut up.

Wang Xiao said again: "...No need to scare himself like this. Objectively speaking, when Zhang Lan died, he practiced for less than 30 years. The True Yuan Realm was just a rain realm. He was a young talent and was not a truly mature and powerful sword cultivator. Moreover, no matter how strong he was back then, he was still a figure more than a hundred years ago. Even if he really resurrected from the dead, the sword technique he mastered was already behind the times. It would take at least a few years or even ten years to make up for the 100-year time difference, which is actually not worth worrying."

After a pause, Wang Xiao said seriously: "What's more, compared to the unique genius sword cultivator, the crazy sword cultivator trained by the Sword Academy in recent years has obvious advantages in practical combat capabilities, and there is no need to fear the resurrection of a mere genius."

Wang Zhao nodded immediately: "Junior brother is right. The Crazy Sword Cultivation is a great strategy that the Sword Academy has been designing and planning since two hundred years ago. It is impossible to lose to a temporary hero who has come... If you really lose, we can only blame us for being inferior to others."

The brothers cheered each other up, and finally the game of the mixed group finally began.

The first one to enter the venue was the Crazy Sword Cultivation Combination of the Sword Academy.

Five male monks with almost the same appearance walked into the venue with countless attention-grabbing eyes.

These monks looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, and their figures and appearances were much younger than their real age... However, the weather-beaten mature and indifferent appeared on these young faces. The five crazy sword cultivators seemed to be wearing five human skin masks of the same style, standing quietly in the venue, allowing people to watch.

Outside the arena, spectators from other sects observed these young monks carefully created by the Wuxiangjian Academy with interest. Although their cultivation level is not enough to be considered now due to their age, these people will definitely appear on the historical stage of Xiangzhou in a few decades. Today's sword fighting conference should be regarded as a carefully arranged debut ceremony by the Wuxiangjian Academy.

The only drawback is that both games in the foreplay ended with a sudden defeat at Wuxiangjian Academy, adding stains to this supposedly flawless debut ceremony. But from another perspective, it also adds a bit of suspense and can further highlight the value of the crazy sword cultivators.

Otherwise, with the consistent achievements of the academy against the sword school, the sword school would not have to go through a lot of trouble to send a crazy sword cultivator to fight. Just select a few people from the age-appropriate sword cultivators to crush the academy's monks.

However, this time, Qinglian Academy was obviously different from the decline of the Sang sisters during their reign as president. Although the battles between the junior and senior groups seem to have some tricks, victory is victory. If you take shortcuts, you can win. In the past few years, Qinglian Academy will not lose consecutive battles.

The battles of the mixed group are theoretically the most difficult to take advantage of and can best reflect the cultivation ability of the practical monks of the two academies. If the Wuxiangjian Academy can win a complete victory in this group of battles, the two victories of the Qinglian Academy will be immediately overshadowed.

After confirming that the Crazy Sword Cultivators in the Deadline were ready for the battle, Wang Xiao asked: "Next, let's invite contestants Zhang Lan from the Academy to enter the venue."

Wang Jiu nodded and said, "Wait a moment, it will take some time to move."

“…Move? What to carry, equipment?”

Wang Xiao frowned immediately, equipment that needed to be transported through a lot of trouble? Qinglian Academy was not planning to build a giant puppet like the Five Elements Guiyuan Beast, and then forcibly claiming that it was the player's equipment? More than a hundred years ago, Qinglian Academy used this move to slander Wuxiangjian Academy once.

However, since then, when the two academies make another sword fight, it will clearly stipulate that the equipment of the players on both sides must comply with the standards. Magic weapons and props that are stronger than the players themselves are naturally strictly prohibited.

Wang Xiao really doesn't think that the new Dean Qinglian will make low-level mistakes in rules, so what exactly does the other party want to carry over?

After a while, a huge square iron box flew from afar. The four corners above the iron box were lifted by four light wheels and slowly flew over.

Wang Xiao took a look and recognized that it was the civil portable freight magic weapon [Shunguang 3] just designed and manufactured by the Tiangong Group of Qinglian Academy. Each light wheel can bear 20 tons and continue to fly for more than ten days at a maximum speed of 300 kilometers per hour. The most important thing is that the Sunguang 3 can absorb the essence of the spiritual wind and sun and moon on its own, and can operate continuously without the injection of energy such as spirit stones. It is one of the civil artifacts that the Tiangong Group of the Academy prepares to compete with the Tiangong Institute.

Of course, as the president of the Sword Academy, Wang Xiao never attached much importance to this kind of civilian magic weapon facing the mortal world, but at this time, he could not help but feel a little palpitation when he saw the four light wheels barely lifting the four-sided iron box.

What kind of magic weapon is this?

After a moment, the huge iron box hit the ground with a weight of nearly 100 tons, causing a tremor like water waves on the ground in the arena.

Wang Jiu said: "Okay, our players are finally here."

Wang Xiao was stunned for a while before he widened his eyes and asked incrediblely: "Sergeant? Could it be that there is something in the iron box..."

"Well, inside the box is Zhang Lan, who participated in the mixed sword fight in our institute. Next, I would like to ask my friends from the Sword Academy to give me advice."

As the words were finished, the iron box scattered, and a ferocious giant beast like a hill roared out!
Chapter completed!