Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 167 Senior Freshman Competition! I heard you are a girl?

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 167 Senior Freshman Competition! I heard you are a girl?

"It doesn't matter. There is no need to be so polite between An Luo and Mingyue. We are all friends."

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

Arriving in front of the stone table, the man with elegant temperament and handsome appearance tightened the coat wrapped behind him.

"What is the purpose of the elder's visit this time? Could it be that Master Anluo has something to tell me?"

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

"The monarch is still unwilling to practice his country's secret method?"

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

"It's not that I don't want to do it, but there are some things that require my blood to handle, so your country is concerned."

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

"The dragon-slaying plan failed. The Wuhun Empire still has some strength left, so that plan will have to be shelved for a while."

Picking up the teapot and pouring a cup of tea, Lord Mingyue showed no surprise on his face.

Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had already expected that he would fail today.

"A few years ago, I reminded your country, but now it seems... this remnant dragon still has some strength left. It's a pity..."

Putting down the teapot, Lord Mingyue took a sip of fragrant tea and closed his eyes to reflect on it.

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

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

"This pill is called Qi and Blood Pill. It can not only improve blood vessels, but also has the effect of regenerating a broken arm."

After leaving a few words, a strange thick red mist emitted from the black-robed elder's body.

Disappeared in the eyes of Mingyue Lord in the blink of an eye.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lord Mingyue looked down at the blood-red pills on the table in trance.

"Anluo Empire... you are really becoming more and more difficult for me to see through..." Lord Mingyue said calmly.

Early morning of the second day!

The competition for senior freshmen arrived as scheduled, and team members from each class were eager to try and move their bodies.

In the spacious martial arts field, the two teams Zi Jun and Huo Yuhao walked to the competition area in sync.

Throughout the martial arts arena, students from other classes cast sarcastic glances at Class 105 as they entered the arena.

Although this year Class 105 was lucky enough to recruit four Soul Emperor-level geniuses.

But for Classes 104 and 106 at the same time, soul emperor level geniuses are not considered rare.

After thousands of years of bloodline optimization, there are many young people who have reached the soul emperor level before the age of 20.

If it weren't for the powerful martial spirit that burst out when Zijun showed his martial spirit!

Admissions tutors may not necessarily think highly of him.

"Tsk, tsk! It seems that Class 105... still hasn't given up. They are at the bottom every year, and they still have the nerve to participate."

In the spectator seats, a student with medium-long green hair,

The old god held his arms in his arms and mocked the eight Zi Jun people.

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

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

Listening to the cynicism in the entire martial arts arena.

Huo Yuhao and the four of them, who were only in their teens, could not bear it.

His hands were clenched, and his anger was written all over his face.

"Hmph! I will make you look good this time! You guys look down on others!"

Tang Wutong squinted coldly at the students sitting in the audience.

Mainland soul master academies only have senior students. As for the younger soul masters, they all attend academies in their respective empires.

Only those who have outstanding performance in their respective imperial colleges or have extraordinary talents.

After reaching the age of 17, they will be sent to the mainland soul master academy by the academies in the empire!

Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong were students from Anluo Academy.

It is precisely because of this that the factions in the Mainland Soul Master Academy are clearly defined!

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!

Genius soul masters from their respective factions form cliques and even fight in the academy! The academy tacitly agrees.

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

Approaching Tang Wutong, Zijun put his arm around her shoulders, leaned down and whispered.

"I heard that you are a girl? Oh, by the way! Let me tell you something, your father may not be as simple as you think."

Seeing Zi Jun approaching her, even though she was wary of him in her heart.

After seeing that handsome appearance, Tang Wutong's heart still beat rapidly.

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

"Brother Zi, what do you mean by this? Is it possible 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 calmed down and asked.

After hearing Tang Wutong's words, Zi Jun showed a meaningful smile on his face and did not answer.

He turned around and walked back to Qian Renxue and the others, waving his hand as a reminder without looking back.

"Some things are more convincing if you explore them yourself than if you learn them from other people's mouths..."

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

"The third senior freshman competition! Begin...! Participants are invited to enter!"

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

The sound did not end until the students from each class had entered.

On the instructor's viewing platform, Zhou Yi looked serious and stared at the four Zi Juns.

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 committed to it."

Wearing high heels and a white patterned cheongsam,

A woman with short blue-gray hair came over.

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

"I won't bother you, what? Are you here just to talk nonsense?"

The slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and a look of contempt rose in the cheongsam woman's eyes.

The raised corners of his mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm between the lines.

"Teaching a class that is recognized by the entire school as rubbish. It seems that this year... someone is planning to give up on being promoted to a senior professional title."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhou Yi ignored him and kept his eyes on Zi Jun.

After reading Zijun's various entrance test data several times, her intuition told her.

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

If he only had one independent martial spirit like Huo Yuhao's.

It's not enough to alarm the dean at all, but this student's information is exactly what happened.

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

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

Classified as top secret file!

After comprehensive appeal, Zhou Yi thought about it and came to a conclusion!

Either Zi Ba Ba’s origins are extraordinary and should not be made public!

Either his talent is astonishing and rare in the world! Otherwise, their dean is undisciplined.

It is simply impossible to value a student so much!

"Hmph...a bet?" Zhou Yi firmly believed in what he was thinking and said calmly with a soft hum.

"Just bet!" the cheongsam woman shouted sternly. After looking Zhou Yi up and down, the woman continued to mock.

"Without family support, what would you, Zhou Yi, bet on me for?"

(End of chapter)