Qi Ning has the defection of these people, suddenly confidence, from the seventh of the New Year until the evening of the eighth, Qi Ning and the gang of generals continuous deliberations, the topic is mainly centered on the Black Scale Battalion.These few people present were not only the remnants of the Black Scale Battalion, but back when Qi Jing practiced, these few people were the first soldiers to join the Black Scale Battalion.When Qi Jing set up the Black Scale Battalion, although it was only a thousand people, the source of the soldiers was varied, some of them were the sons and daughters of the Qi Clan's old family who followed them, some of them were the prima donnas that Qi Jing had drawn from other armies, and among them, there was even a small portion of them that were originally born in the jianghu family's characters.Qi Ning learned in detail from these people about the process of the Black Scale Battalion's rise from obscurity to world domination

Qi Ning, however, did not take it and asked, "Are you also representing the Qionglin Academy today?""Mister has done me a great favor, so I will serve in today's book club." Jiang Suiyun said solemnly.Qi Ning laughed, "That's great, since you're here on behalf of Qionglin Academy, this sign, you'll hold it up and lead everyone into the arena, I see that the other academies didn't let the dean hold up a sign.""You're asking me to hold up a name tag in my hand?" Jiang Suyun froze and shook his head, "I'm not here to hold up a name tag, and ... you're not the dean either.""You just said that Mr. Zhuo put me in charge of today's scheduling, and what I say represents Mr. Zhuo, and since you have a lot of respect for Mr. Zhuo, you naturally can't disobey his commands." Qi Ning glanced over to the venue, only to see that the venue of nearly a thousand people still appeared to be very quiet at this time, but there were quite a few people who were looking over to

Liang Bo's instrument is a simple bamboo flute, after the venue quieted down, the sound of the flute, the flute sound melodious and clear, Qi Ning heard in the ear, but also feel that the melody is quite beautiful.In the midst of the flute, Qi Ning, however, suddenly thought that Zhuo Xian'er was good at the guqin, and if Xian'er were to arrive at the venue, but he did not know if he could compete for a place here.Although the sound of this Liang Bo's flute was beautiful, it was obviously much weaker than the sound of Zhuo Xian'er's guqin.It is not that the sound of the guqin is superior to the sound of the flute, but Zhuo Xian'er's metaphorical love for the qin can taste the flavor of life from the sound of the qin, and this Liang Bo's flute-playing skills are not bad, but it is difficult to cause human empathy, and it is even more difficult to stir up the feelings of the human heart.When the sound of the flute died down, Liang Bo again saluted the judge

The crowd was curious, Yuan Ningan had already made a gesture, people will cover the car brocade cloth pulled open, then the crowd will see a four-square object appeared, like a pillar, but the shape of the four sides, is wooden."Huh, that's a chessboard up there!" Someone in the crowd called out.Those who saw it with their eyes, however, had already seen it clearly, the square pillar was as high as one person, and each side was carved with a chessboard, and no matter from which direction one looked, one could see the chessboard on top of it.Strange to say, the board above, but has already fallen chess pieces, black and white, stained on the board, and does not fall off, has formed a chess game.Qi Ning could only see one side of the chessboard, listening to the surrounding movement, soon understood that this pillar is carved around the chess game, but do not know whether each side of the chess game is the same, just could not imagine that the chess tourna

Qi Ning's chess skills are shallow, even he himself does not know the game to this point in the end who loses and who wins, just in accordance with the mysterious sound of the pieces, at this time to see the black-robed man's forehead sweating, Yuan Ningan lost his voice, froze for a moment, took a look at the game of chess covered by black and white, puzzled, "The end of the game?"He was really not sure if this game of chess had ended or not, but the man in black retreated two steps back and arched his hand, "I have lost, Your Excellency's chess skills are exquisite, gods and ghosts are hard to detect, so I admire you!"Qi Ning was stunned for a moment, and then felt that this matter was really somewhat absurd.He thought that his chess skill was the second to last among all the participants of the Nine Great Academies, but in the end, it was he, the weakest chess player, who broke the ancient game."Young Marquis is indeed wise beyond his years." Yuan Ning