She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

Senior Ye said with admiration in his tone, "This saber technique is not like what was created in this era, it should be a saber technique from ancient times. If everyone can master this saber technique at the First Federal Academy, it may not be impossible to be on the top of the list. .”

There was a strange emotion in the man's eyes: "According to the old man's opinion, the saber technique is at the top level?"

Senior Ye did not answer his question directly, but said: "If this saber art is a complete book, saying it is top-grade is a bit demeaning."

The pupils of the listeners shrank. After all, they understood what the old man meant. That set of saber techniques is very likely to be above the top grade, that is to say, the spiritual grade!

If the top grade is extremely rare, then the spiritual grade is an extremely precious treasure. If it is changed to the past, although the spiritual grade sword technique is very expensive, it is not impossible to buy.

But since the news of the Convergence Method spread during this period, various weapon skills have fascinated the major forces, and even if there is a price, it is more than twice as expensive.

However, it is difficult to find a complete book among these exercises. Even so, there are many people who want to practice.

Deputy Director Bai and the other tutors met everyone from Harmony Academy and greeted each other politely.

In Harmony College, some instructors looked at them and still sighed, but there was a sense of yin and yang: "Your college is worthy of being the top of the list. This strength and wealth really make us envious."

It's difficult even if you don't know about this meaningful tone, Deputy Director Bai nodded lightly: "Well, see you tomorrow."

Even if Harmony Academy came to find fault, there was no need for Federation First Academy to quarrel with them to be honest, the outcome will be seen on the field.

Deputy Director Bai left, and the instructor who was with him had no choice but to leave, but the anger was stuck in his heart and he panicked.

The group of Harmony Academy may have some bad intentions, and at worst, soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth, but they always feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

Yan Zhou changed into clean clothes, and it was already late at night when he arrived at home. When the secret guard saw him, he relaxed his vigilance and allowed him to enter the family's inner courtyard.

The dead of night.

There are also dark guards patrolling nearby.

Yan Zhou glanced around, and rushed to the yard he was most familiar with as quickly as possible. The lights were brightly lit, and the people in the house hadn't rested yet.

The servant who took care of the old man saw him stunned for a moment, and hurriedly saluted, and the person in charge hurried over: "Master, aren't you competing in the competition hall, why did you come here at this time?"

The steward followed the young man closely, Yan Zhou didn't even look at him, but rushed into the house anxiously, asking, "How is Grandpa?"

"You know?" The steward was surprised, knowing that he couldn't hide this matter from him, so he followed him into the house, "Master didn't want us to tell you about it, he was afraid it would affect your competition, and the master has been poisoned. It's been a while, but because the poisoning was not deep, so I couldn't find it out before, that is, he suddenly vomited blood the day before yesterday, and the poison had already mixed into his blood. ..."

Yan Zhou suddenly stopped and looked at him intently, as if he wanted to see a trace of jokes, joking jokes in his expression.

but no.

The steward looked serious and worried.

Yan Zhou forced himself to calm down, looked at the door in front of him but couldn't go out, struggled for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, and said: "If it is the sixth level, can the sixth level medicine be saved?"

The steward's mood gradually became complicated, and he said in a low voice, "Master, it's not a matter of rank or not..."

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer his question. The old man's poison had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and blood, and even the best detoxification pills were useless.

"Have to try."

Yan Zhou clenched his fists and said, "As long as people are still alive, there is still a chance. If you don't try...it will be too late." You will regret it.

The steward choked with sobs and his throat was a little dry. He pushed the door open, stepped aside respectfully, and said, "Master is in the room. I haven't slept yet. Young master, go in. Master will be very happy to see you."

Yan Zhou's clenched fists slowly relaxed, and he didn't tense himself any more. He lowered his head and walked in, followed by the steward.

In the darkness, someone sighed and said: "The young master is back, but the master is thinking about his grandson, so it's good to spend the rest of the day with the master."

"The young master lost the game today. Could it be because of this? Who told you? The game is so critical, so I'm afraid you want the young master to make mistakes?!"

"Okay, don't make a noise, this sound is almost discovered by others, be quiet."

...

Because Mr. Yan was lying on the bed due to illness, his mental power was closed and he would not notice anyone outside. When he noticed, he stared and cursed at the young man who came over: "You bastard, why did you come here?"

Yan Zhou looked seriously at his grandfather lying on the bed, he looked very lackluster due to the poisoning, Yan Zhou moved a chair over and sat down, and said obediently: "Grandpa, I'll come and see you."

Mr. Yan frowned: "Aren't you going to the competition?"

Yan Zhou said: "I... there is no match for me tomorrow, so I will come back early."

No matter how well Yan Zhou hid it, he still couldn't hide it from the old man's eyes. He sighed, panicked with unspeakable emotions: "You know everything?"

"Well, I got it." Yan Zhou was absent-minded, thinking of the elixir he got from Teacher Cang, he rekindled his hope and said, "I came here to deliver you the elixir."

Mr. Yan's heart warmed up, but he still reprimanded him: "Xiaozhou, you should put your mind on the game. I watched your game today. You shouldn't lose that game. That kid is full of loopholes. How could you do that?" Following his way, it should not be done.”

Yan Zhou seemed to be listening carefully to the old man's reprimand, but he had long been thinking about what to do with the old man's poison, what to do if the elixir given by Master Cang didn't heal, what if...

Mr. Yan reprimanded him, and it was obvious that Yan Zhou's complexion was getting paler. He felt anxious, and instead of reprimanding, he said worriedly, "How is the injury on your shoulder? Manager Song, let the alchemist at home come over , show the young master."

Yan Zhou shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I've taken the elixir before I came here, and the scabs have basically scabbed over now."

But Mr. Yan didn't believe it, so he went out and invited the most reliable and trusted alchemist in the family. Of course, the less people know about this matter, the better.

"Grandpa, this is the detoxification pill I bought from our mentor, take it and see if it will feel better."

Yan Zhou took out the elixir. To be honest, when Master Cang gave him the elixir, he just scanned it in a hurry. Now he found that the lines on the surface of this elixir were so dense that he couldn't tell which elixir it was.