The so-called genre ranking dispute.

It is a challenge arena in the hundred schools of classical learning every year, known as the battle of contention, which is named after the word hundred schools of classical learning.

The ten schools send their disciples to the challenge arena to fight on behalf of their schools. If they win, their schools can get a higher ranking.

The higher the ranking, the greater the support of the Academy.

Similarly, the battle of contention is also a stage for some disciples to emerge, and many excellent disciples often make a big splash in the battle of contention.

In the past, the top position was occupied by Taoism and strategists. Other schools are unlikely to symbolize it, and painters rank at the bottom every year.

Therefore, although the so-called battle of contention is different from year to year, it is basically looking at small differences in a big direction.

You Chaofan smiles when he sees Dongmei, and his heart warms up again.

Dongmei said, "if any disciple can stand on the challenge arena on behalf of his school, it must be the one I want to marry."

"Really?" you Chaofan asked hurriedly.

"Of course, I will fall in love with those who can stand in the challenge arena on behalf of the school."

Obviously, Dongmei's words have a strong guiding meaning, but you Chaofan can't hear it.

You Chaofan directly stood up and patted his chest and promised: "I'd like to fight on behalf of the Mohists! Will you come to see Miss Dongmei?"

Dongmei first looked surprised, then smiled: "naturally, I am naturally willing to watch the war."

"Well, that's settled!"

Then, you Chaofan left confidently, leaving Dongmei thinking in the room.

After thinking for a moment, Dongmei shook her head and felt some heartache at the same time.

That night, Li Ling drank a lot. When she returned to Qingdao, she was drunk and unconscious.

But it's good to be the first in the challenge arena.

So Li Ling began to prepare talismans. He believed that drawing dozens of talismans should be enough.

Xiaoyue stretched over and asked, "we lord Li still have the heart to participate in this. It's really boring. When can you dominate Gutong county?"

Li Ling shook her head: "I haven't thought about it."

"Hey, no, no, no, you have to dominate Gutong county. The holy envoy has to be more powerful to marry."

Li Ling was speechless.

In Xiaoyue's eyes, he seems to have become a man of Qiyu for a long time, and I don't know why they have such an idea.

"Later, later."

Li Ling can only delay.

While the two of them were chatting, the three brothers of my roommate rowed a boat and ran to Dan Qingdao.

"Third brother!"

Qiu Shuda beckoned: "come on, I have ambition. Help him."

"What do you mean?"

"Xiao Si is going to participate in the battle of contention on behalf of the Mohist school!"

You Chaofan is embarrassed to hide behind Qian Jin. He has a small wooden box with a rope on his shoulder, which is full of all kinds of tools.

Qiu Shuda patted Li Ling on the shoulder: "I don't know what's going on with Xiao Si. He's clamoring to participate in the battle of contention. I said he can't do it."

Qian Jin kicked Qiu Shuda: "whether he can or not focuses on participation. Why do you hit people so hard."

Qian Jin is more supportive, but it's no use for the three of them to support alone.

So I came to discuss with Li Ling.

"Third brother, you're the best. Help Xiao Si find a way to see if he can join the war in the way of Mohism."

You Chaofan kept bowing to Li Ling: "as long as you can get the qualification to participate in the war."

Li Ling thought briefly and asked you Chaofan to show his ability.

In the Mohist school, he didn't learn anything except refining utensils.

So you Chaofan made a set of inferior magic tools with his own tools on the spot. Li Ling was stunned by the speed.

In hundreds of schools, inferior magic tools are certainly not rare, but it's not easy for you Chaofan to get them out at such a fast speed.

Li Ling looked at it and thought it was useless. It would be broken when she got on the challenge arena.

So Li Ling wrote down a drawing on the paper. It looked like a fist.

"You can make a copy according to this drawing. It may come in handy."

"Ah? What's this, third brother?"

"Qingshen iron fist."

Li Ling only said these four words and didn't say any more, because he knew it was useless to say more.

Qingshen iron fist is an artifact used by the Qingshen on the Ninth Heaven. It is only a fist, but it can give people infinite power.

Of course, you Chaofan is unlikely to create an artifact level baby.

But as long as he does it according to this drawing, it shouldn't be too bad.

"Third brother, is this really good?"

"Of course! As long as you make it, you will be invincible in Mohism."

Li Ling said, and you Chaofan wrote it down with gratitude.

Qiu Shuda looked at it and immediately said excitedly, "third brother, do you have a drawing of 'green god iron cock'! I also want to get one. I can do whatever I want to find a girl in the future!"

Qian Jin kicked Qiu Shuda aside again.

"What's on your mind, boy!"

Just when several brothers were quarrelling, Li Ling found something wrong.

"Extraordinary, you seem to have been charmed?"