Myriad Ages First Dragon

Myriad Ages First Dragon Chapter 146

2020-10-30

Chapter 146 I like to play sandbags

Three days later, Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan returned to Lingwu Academy , not married.

It's not that Nangong Wan is unwilling, her opinion doesn't matter at all.

It's not that the Black Eagle Cult is unwilling. The Black Eagle Cult used his Dragon Clan status to occupy 60% of the Spirit Stone Ore Vein, and the goal has been achieved. For his marriage with Nangong Wan's son, Black Eagle Cult. Teach simply don't care.

On the contrary, Long Qingchen decided not to get married and was used by the Black Eagle Cult once, and that was enough. If he really married Nangong Wan'er, then he would be a "thief" of the Black Eagle Cult. Ship", never think about it, he will be repeatedly used by the Black Hawk Sect, causing endless trouble.

He could see that the Black Hawk Cult had great ambitions, and would never stop at a Spirit Stone Ore Vein, and would continue to expand. He didn't want to get involved and become a pawn of the Black Hawk Cult.

So, he decided to be a scumbag, wouldn't it be better to have Nangong Wan just and honorable even if he didn't get married?

"Young Senior Brother Chen and Junior Sister Wan'er are really talented and a match made in heaven."

"Only Qing Senior Brother Chen is worthy of Junior Sister Wan'er. The peerless beauty of her, I don’t agree with anyone else.”

Unsurprisingly, when Long Qingchen walked into the Martial Discussion Hall holding hands and fingers interlocked, the male disciples’ eyes instantly turned red. Probably because Long Qingchen defeated Yuwen Ruiqi and Hua Yuyan, but no one dared to say that he was not.

Maybe Nangong Wan'er is not used to "showing affection" in front of so many people, her face flushed, her head lowered, and she looked at the ground.

Long Qingchen was very satisfied, and finally produced "Chen Brand" dog food, which they had to swallow whether they liked it or not.

Gu Feng and Liu Qingya came together, and the boisterous disciplines quieted down.

Liu Qingya first walked up to talk about Dao Altar, looked at the dísciples quietly for a moment, and then slowly said, "In the joint Secret Realm, our Martial Discussion Hall, there are six dísciples buried in it, usually. No matter whether you and the six dísciples are compatible or not, first of all, let us mourn them, and may they go further in the Marital Dao Path in the next life.”

After saying that, she slowly closed her eyes. Shang Qiu's eyes, cup one fist in the other hand slightly with both hands, and place them between the eyebrows.

This etiquette is the mourning ceremony of this world.

The crowd followed suit.

Keep ten breaths and complete the ceremony of mourning.

Liu Qingya continued, "Compared with other Martial Discussion Halls in the outer court, our Martial Discussion Hall is lucky, with less staff reduction. The worst Martial Discussion Hall has reduced staff by half."

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disciples sucked in a cold breath , although the number of downsizing of the entire Lingwu Academy has long been known, but didn't expect the loss of the outer courtyard to be so great.

"Don't talk about these, the dead are gone, and the living have to move forward."

Liu Qingya sighed slightly, "Next, please tell me about the quarter by mentor Gu Feng. The assessment."

She went down to talk about Dao Altar, and Gu Feng went up.

"You must have heard of the quarterly assessment. Every academy has to be assessed once a quarter, and Lingwu Academy is no exception. During the quarterly assessment, the dísciple with excellent performance can be promoted to the inner court. , the bottom-performing dísciple can only leave."

"First of all, let's talk about the rules of quarterly assessment. Quarterly assessment uses the point ranking system."

"That is to say, Each dísciple has to face off against all dísciples once. The winner will get one point. The loser will have no points. All duels will be completed. Academy."

"You have just come to Lingwu Academy for a few months, and I don't have high expectations for you. Just don't rank in the bottom 30. Only in this way can you continue to stay in Lingwu Academy."

A young female disciple asked, "I heard that in previous years, people left Lingwu Academy with the last 20. This year, why did it become the last 30?"

Gu Feng indifferently said, "This is the decision of the Academy's top management."

Some powerful dísciples have a relaxed face, and there is no pressure on the quarterly assessment.

On the other hand, some weak dísciples are very nervous.

Gu Feng continued, "There is only half a month before the quarterly assessment, and the time is very tight. During the half a month, tutor Liu Qingya and I will conduct special training for you."

If you usually hear this, the disciplines will definitely complain, but now, no one complains, they all hope to strengthen their strength and get a higher ranking in the quarterly assessment.

Finally, Gu Feng looked towards Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan who were sitting in the last row, his eyes were a bit strange, "As for Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan, you don't need to participate in training, but you have to help other dísciples. For training, each of you will bring three dísciples. If the six dísciples you bring cannot pass the quarterly assessment, I will ask you."

"Yuwen Ruiqi and Hua Yuyan together are not young people. Senior Brother Chen's opponent, Qing Senior Brother Chen is already the Chief Disciple of the entire Lingwu Academy. Of course, he doesn't need training, but I don't understand why Junior Sister Wan'er doesn't need training?"

"Junior Is Sister Wan'er strong?"

disciples wondered.

Gu Feng looked strange, "You may not know that Nangong Wan's cultivation base has reached the 5th layer of the Battle Martial Realm, and he is the person with the highest cultivation base in the entire Lingwu Academy dísciple. One weight lower."

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The disciples sucked in a breath of cold air and looked back at Nangong Wan in surprise.

"No wonder I couldn't sense Junior Sister Wan'er's cultivation base. I thought she had a secret technique to hide the cultivation base. It turned out that her cultivation base was so much higher than mine, so naturally I couldn't sense it. ."

"It is enough to be selected for the Higher Academy based on the cultivation base of Junior Sister Wan'er, why come to our Lingwu Academy?"

Following this, they also looked at Weird, whispering.

Gu Feng ordered two teenagers and four girls with low cultivation base, "You six, follow Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan to receive combat training."

Long Qingchen clenched his fists and smiled, "I like to play sandbags."

Looking at his smile, the two teenagers and the four girls shuddered.

"I want to train with Junior Sister Wan'er."

"I also want to train with Junior Sister Wan'er."

Long Qingchen smiles more and more Wen Wen, "You don't need to choose, Wan'er and I will train you both together."

Throw the six dísciples to Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan'er, Gu Feng will leave it alone, and the remaining forty dísciples, He and Liu Qingya were evenly divided, and each brought more than twenty.

On the small martial stage, Long Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the two teenagers and four girls standing in a row seriously, "The path of cultivation starts with being beaten, do you understand? "

The two teenagers and the four young girls were all grimacing.

A teenager muttered, "Young Senior Brother Chen, I feel that these are all excuses, you just want to hit us"

"You guessed it right."

Long Qingchen raised his foot and kicked him away, and then the other five were also kicked.

Throughout the small martial stage, the combat training was in full swing, and the mourning sounded one after another.

In particular, the six dísciples brought by Long Qingchen were the loudest.

"The wailing is so loud, it shows that you guys are strong enough to carry it, don't run!"

Seeing Long Qingchen holding a boy's leg with one hand, he regarded it as "" "Humanoid weapon" and "chasing" the other five dísciples, Liu Qingya was stunned.

"This is too cruel." Gu Feng's eyebrows jumped, he turned, looked sharply towards the more than 20 dísciples he brought, and muttered to himself, "It seems that I'm still too much. Moderate, no, strengthen!"

(end of this chapter)