Nine Transformations Dragon

Chapter 66 College Tutor
The second prince who was meditating in his room heard voices outside, so he came out to take a look, but he didn't expect to see Yang Wenlong, who was rustic and not aristocratic at all. The person next door turned out to be a cripple.

The second prince thought to himself: "To be able to enter the Holy Dragon Academy at a young age like him, one must be at least level [-] warrior or mage to be eligible. However, this person has no strength at all, and he still enjoys the same treatment as himself. You must know One of the two beauties here is the granddaughter of the Pope of Light, and the other is the most likely heir of the Villie family. Then who is this ordinary person who knows nothing, the princess of the Chongyun Empire, the Orc Empire, and the Elf Empire? Or the prince is not qualified to live here, who is he?" The second prince who was thinking kept frowning, and it took a long time for the people inside to find himself standing outside the door.

"Hi! Hello, I'm Yang Wenlong. I'm new here. You must be the second prince, right?" Yang Wenlong visited for a long time, only to find a person standing at the door. Remembering the person the deacon said just now lived here, he guessed that this person was promoted by Qi Yu. The young man is the second prince of the Guangming Empire.

The person outside the door ignored him, but turned around and left to go back to his room.Yang Wenlong waved his hand and said, "Cut! What the hell, I don't understand manners at all. Didn't I just wear a royal robe? Another day, I will order a dragon robe to wear, and I will also pretend to be the real one of Huaxia." Son of Heaven, hum!" After speaking, he went to the door and closed it, and began to choose his own room. There were four bedrooms, of course he had to choose a room with a good view from the window, and finally he chose a room facing the direction of the teaching building.

In this world, the royal robe worn by the royal family is not a dragon robe, but a very special kind of robe.After Yang Wenlong said these words, he really wanted to order a dragon robe in his heart. In fact, this kind of robe is suitable for the nobles of this world.

"How is it? Do you feel that guy is special?" The dean was standing on the fifth floor, and asked Ao Xuan beside him after seeing Yang Wenlong enter the building through the window.

"Strange, why do I feel Longwei in him? Could it be that he has sucked the blood of our dragon clan? No, I'm going to ask clearly. If that's the case, I have to teach him a lesson. Contradictory, but I still have to teach those who bully my Dragon Clan.” Ao Xuan repeatedly checked and found that Yang Wenlong actually had a trace of dragon power, although it was not obvious, but as a dragon royal family, he could sense it.

"Wait, don't be impulsive, don't miss our important event, I think it's better to observe him for a while before we talk, if he is really like what Nicholas said, then his family must be very powerful, and he can get him Dragon blood is not a difficult task. Besides, there are many people in mainland China who have transformed their bodies with dragon blood, are you in charge?" Osengaro stopped Ao Xuan from questioning Yang Wenlong.

"Well, let's observe him for a while to see what is hidden behind him."

In the two rooms on the third floor, Nicholas and Derek were also looking at him. No matter how they looked at him, they couldn't see anything magical about him. Such people will never be able to open the sea of ​​consciousness.The other one was worried: "Hey! Your Excellency Yang Wenlong, don't blame the old man. It is my greatest wish in this life to return to the academy in a fair and honest manner. Even if you let me die afterwards, I will not blame you, after all, I was the first I am so sorry."

After fiddling in my room for a while, I felt the supper time that the deacons said.So he put on the key and went out to look for the cafeteria of the college. Of course, when he walked out of the building, he would ask anyone he met.He knew that these high-ranking people would definitely not live with ordinary students. Apart from Wei'er, he also inquired about Xiaoli's whereabouts.But after asking several inexplicable people in a row, they didn't get any clues, but they just confirmed the location of the cafeteria again and again.

"It doesn't matter, go to the cafeteria and wait, and you will definitely see Xiaoli and Wei'er. Hey, there is no way I know these two little girls in the college. If I don't find them, I will be so lonely and lonely." Yang Wenlong After thinking about it, he came to the only way to the cafeteria, and carefully looked at the passing students or tutors.But what's more, everyone looks at him like a monkey. The return rate is almost [-]%, and there are quite a few people talking about it.

"Who is that man? Why did he come here? He doesn't look like a student!" All the students in the college wear school uniforms. Yang Wenlong is wearing his own clothes, which are neither tutor clothes nor student clothes. It is the clothes worn by some small nobles outside.

"Hey! Why doesn't this kid have magic battle energy fluctuations? Is he a god-level figure?"

"Bah! God level? He's like that, do you believe it?" A student said without any scruples, and those who walked with him shook their heads in disbelief.

Anyway, he said everything, but no one came forward to ask him about his background, even the instructors looked at him with strange eyes, and didn't ask who he was.Because people who can enter the academy like this are definitely not ordinary people, and it is even more impossible for a person without strength to break in.

Standing there, Yang Wenlong admired many beauties, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth many times.Finally, a familiar figure came into view: "Xiaoli, Xiaoli!"

Xiaoli, who was dressed in a magician's school uniform, frowned, and looked at Yang Wenlong standing by the roadside, because his face had changed a little, becoming like a boy of sixteen or seventeen, so Xiaoli didn't recognize him for a while.What's more, she became famous within a few days after she came to the college, and was hailed by everyone as the campus beauty of the freshman class, so some inexplicable people often came to strike up a conversation, so she also hated those boys who were like flies.

Glancing at Yang Wenlong, Xiaoli looked disgusted, thinking that another shameless noble wanted to strike up a conversation with her.She didn't stop and turn her head to continue walking, but she suddenly felt that the person on the side of the road looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Yang Wenlong thought that he could speak now, and Xiaoli would definitely not connect him with that deaf-mute person, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Xiaoli's hand: "Xiaoli, I'm Yang Wenlong, why don't you know me? ?”

He took the initiative to go forward to pull Xiaoli, which was nothing at all, but the ones following Xiaoli were all her flower protectors.

'boom! ...'

As soon as he grabbed Xiaoli's hand, a fist hit him on the cheek without warning, and he let go of Xiaoli's arm naturally and flew three meters away!

"Fuck! You don't have fucking eyes, do you? Can Xiaoli's hand be held by you?"

Yang Wenlong, who flew out, heard a man swearing, and he was very angry. Of course, he was punched for no reason.As soon as he hit the ground, he bounced up, raised his fist and rushed towards the boy who just hit him.

With one punch, the opponent dodged twice, "Yo! I'm still not convinced! I'll show you some color again!" The boy muttered, and swung his fist to hit Yang Wenlong. If he can't knock him down, it doesn't mean he hit him. but.When the fist hit, he turned slightly, stretched out one hand to grab the opponent's wrist, and poked his lower limb socket with the other hand.

'what! ... Peng! '

Unexpectedly, a frivolous boy actually hurt him, and felt that he had lost face in front of the goddess. With his cry, his body burst out of fighting spirit, ready to use all his strength to defeat the frivolous Xiaoli boy in front of him.

Yang Wenlong, who was shaken away by his fighting spirit, found a fist full of fighting spirit hitting his chest, and was thinking about how to avoid it, when he heard a voice: "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)