Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 167 Senior Freshman Competition!I heard you are a girl?
"It's okay, there is no need to be so polite between An Luo and Ming Yue, we are all friends."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, the man in black robe shook his head and smiled with a refined voice.

When he came to the stone table, the elegant and handsome man tightened his coat tightly behind him.

"What is the elder's so-called coming this time? Is it possible that the leader of Anluo has something to tell me?"

Looking at the man in the wheelchair, the man in black changed the subject.

"The monarch is still unwilling to practice the secret law of his country?"

Looking down at the books on his lap, the monarch of the Mingyue Empire laughed.

"It's not that I don't want to, but that there are some things that require my blood to deal with them. I'm sorry for your country's concern."

The corners of his mouth raised, the black-robed man stopped talking, went straight to the point, and spoke out the plan in his heart.

"The dragon slaying plan failed, and the Spirit Empire still has power, so that plan has to be shelved for a while."

Picking up the teapot, he poured a cup of tea on his own, and there was no surprise on the face of the Mingyue Monarch.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has long expected that there will be today's failure.

"A few years ago, I reminded your country, and now it seems... this broken dragon still has power. It's a pity..."

Putting down the teapot, Lord Mingyue took a sip of the fragrant tea, and he would relish it with his eyes closed.

The black-robed elder sitting opposite him drank the tea in his cup.

He stood up and clasped his fists, leaving behind the blood-red pill for a moment and walked out of the pavilion.

"This elixir is called Qixue elixir. It can not only improve blood vessels, but also has the effect of rebirth with a broken arm."

Leaving a sentence, a strange red fog emanated from the black-robed elder's body.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the eyes of Mingyue Monarch.

Withdrawing his gaze, Monarch Mingyue looked down at the blood-red pill on the table in a daze.

"Dark Luo Empire... You are really making me more and more incomprehensible to you..." Monarch Mingyue said calmly.

The next morning!
The competition for senior freshmen arrived as scheduled, and the team members of each class were eager to try and move their bodies.

On the spacious martial arts arena, two teams, Zijun and Huo Yuhao, came to the competition area at the same pace.

Throughout the martial arts arena, when Class 105 entered the arena, students from other classes cast mocking glances.

Although class 105 was lucky enough to recruit four soul emperor-level geniuses this year.

But for classes 104 and 106 in the same period, geniuses at the level of soul emperors are not rare.

After tens of thousands of years of bloodline optimization, the younger generation who stepped into the soul emperor level before the age of 20 can be found everywhere.

If it wasn't for Zijun's powerful martial spirit when he showed his martial spirit!
Admissions tutors really don't necessarily think highly of him.

"Tsk tsk! It seems that Class 105...is still not giving up. It is always at the bottom of the list every year, so I am ashamed to participate."

On the spectator seats, a student with green mid-length hair,

Embracing the old god with both hands, he laughed at the eight Zijuns.

To put it bluntly, it has been at the bottom for several consecutive years, and class 105 is even called a garbage class in the academy.

As the name suggests, it is a class dedicated to collecting garbage.

Listening to the cynicism of the entire Martial arts arena.

The four of Huo Yuhao, who were only in their teens, couldn't bear it.

Clenched hands, anger was written all over his face.

"Huh! This time, you must look good! You guys who look down on people with dog eyes!"

Tang Wutong squinted at the students sitting in the auditorium with cold eyes.

There are only advanced students in the Mainland Soul Master Academy. As for those younger soul masters, they all go to the academies of their respective empires.

Only outstanding performance in their respective imperial colleges, or extraordinary talent.

After reaching the age of 17, they will be sent to the Mainland Soul Master Academy by the academy in the empire!
And Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong are students from Anluo Academy.

It is also like this that in the mainland soul master academy, there will be clear factions!

One of the purposes is to verify the loyalty of the soul masters of their respective empires!

The second is to quickly cultivate and clarify who the enemy of the empire is!

Third!The entire mainland Soul Master Academy is equivalent to a small national group!
The talented soul masters of their respective forces formed cliques and even dueled in the academy!Colleges are acquiescing.

This has also created a situation where the strong are always strong and the weak are weaker in the academy group.

Approaching Tang Wutong, Zi Jun put his arms around her shoulders, leaned down and said softly.

"I heard that you are a girl? Oh yes! Tell you one thing, your father may not be as simple as you imagined."

Seeing Zijun approaching her, even if he was wary of him in his heart.

Seeing that handsome appearance, Tang Wutong's heart would still beat fast.

Since ancient times, heroes love beauties, and conversely beauties also love heroes.

"What's the meaning of Brother Zi's words? Could it be that you are really from the Spirit Empire?"

After listening to Zijun's words, Tang Wutong's heart felt like cold water poured over him, and he asked back after calming down.

Hearing Tang Wutong's words, Zijun showed a meaningful smile on his face, but did not answer.

Turning around and walking back to Qian Renxue and the others, he waved his hand as a reminder without looking back.

"Some things are more convincing than learning from others and exploring by yourself... Isn't it more convincing?"

Staring at Zijun's back, Tang Wutong became more convinced of what he was thinking.

"The third senior freshman competition! Begin...! Please enter the contestants!"

In the martial arts arena, the host's voice echoed endlessly.

It wasn't until the students of each class had entered the arena that the sound came to an end.

On the instructor's viewing platform, Zhou Yi looked serious, staring at Zijun and the other four.

This battle is not only a battle for class honor, but also a key battle for whether she can continue to coach!
"You have persisted for three years, Zhou Yi... you are really inseparable."

Stepping on high heels, wearing a white patterned cheongsam,
A woman with short blue-gray hair came over.

Hearing the woman's voice, Zhou Yi looked at the martial arts arena with a serious face and said in a deep voice.

"I don't need to bother you, why? Just come here to talk nonsense?"

Slightly raising her eyebrows, a look of contempt rose in the eyes of the cheongsam woman.

The corners of the mouth were raised, and there was a hint of sarcasm between the lines.

"It's a trash class recognized by the whole school. It seems that this year...someone is planning to give up promotion to a senior title."

Standing with her hands behind her back, Zhou Yi ignored her and kept her gaze on Zi Jun.

After looking through Zijun's various entrance test data several times, she instinctively told her.

This student is by no means as simple as it appears on the surface.

If you only have one Martial Soul, which is as independent as Huo Yuhao.

It's not enough to alarm the dean, but this student's information.

After passing the test, it was sent to the dean's office as soon as possible.

After that, Zi Ba Ba's information was even encrypted by the dean himself.

Listed as top secret files!

After comprehensive appeal, Zhou Yi thought about it and came to a conclusion!
Either the origin of Zibaba is extraordinary, and it is not open to the public!

Either the talent is amazing and rare in the world!Otherwise, their sloppy dean.

It is impossible to attach so much importance to a student!
"Hmph...a bet?" Zhou Yi said calmly with a soft snort.

"Just bet!" The cheongsam woman shouted sharply, looked Zhou Yi up and down, and the woman continued to mock.

"Without the support of your family, what are you betting on with me, Zhou Yi?"

(End of this chapter)