Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

"Shua, Shua, Shua!"

As Luo Qingtong's figure appeared here, there were also many top students around her.

Obviously, this is the space in the Academy History Stele.

And as Luo Qingtong and the others appeared here, the surrounding space suddenly vibrated.

In the dark place ahead, ten passages suddenly appeared.

Above each passage, there is a huge bronze gate.

Above the ten passages, a weapon suddenly appeared.

The ten weapons are the trophies of this competition for the top prize for freshmen.

Obviously, whichever weapon you want to win, you can enter which passageway, and the top freshmen can choose at will.

Luo Qingtong squinted at the phantoms of the ten weapons floating above the passage, and easily felt a breath of inscription patterns from one of the long swords.

This trace of breath may be too weak to be sensed by others.

But Luo Qingtong possesses the Liangyi sword of life and death, and has comprehended the inscription pattern on it, so he is naturally no stranger to the breath of this inscription pattern.

only……

"The aura of this inscription pattern is too weak, isn't it? Besides, what the hell is the inscription pattern on it?" Luo Qingtong looked at the long sword with twitching corners of her lips.

Didn't that Song City study the inscription patterns for decades?

How did these inscription patterns be drawn, they are so ugly!

If Luo Qingtong hadn't recognized the aura of the inscription pattern on it, she wouldn't have believed it was an inscription pattern weapon!

No wonder Song Cheng has studied the inscription pattern for so many years, others only think he is crazy!

This talent is simply too touching!

Fortunately, Luo Qingtong only came to him to learn the knowledge of inscription patterns.

Looking at the inscription pattern carved by Song Cheng, it is obvious that he has indeed mastered the most basic basic knowledge.

It's just that the effect of the drawn inscription pattern is too poor, almost equal to no.

Luo Qingtong's lips twitched.

And when Luo Qingtong's eyes were focused on the long sword, Yu Wenxue's eyes were also fixed on it suddenly.

She had received the news long ago that this time, among the ten weapons rewarded by the top freshman, a weapon was suddenly changed.

This weapon was specially ordered by the dean to be replaced, which is very extraordinary.

The fact is also the same, this wind and thunder sword is a spirit weapon of Emperor Wu level.

To Song Cheng, it was just rubbish that could be used to draw and practice inscriptions.

But to everyone in Tianyu Empire, it is a top-level treasure.

Even the Tianyu imperial family only possessed a few weapons of the Emperor Wu level, and they were all on those ancestors.

Although this Fenglei sword was concealed by Song Cheng, people couldn't tell the level of this weapon at a glance, but the quality of the sword can still be seen, it is not ordinary.

At least, it is more precious than the other nine weapons!

Swish!

Yu Wenxue's figure swept towards that passage.

However, as soon as she moved, another figure was faster than her.

"Haha!" A silver bell-like laughter sounded, Ling Yue'er's figure just passed her in an instant, and swept into that passage.

"Yu Wenxue, have you also taken a fancy to this weapon? Sorry, I'll be the first!"

As she spoke, she flicked her long whip, opened the bronze door, and rushed in.

"Ling Yue'er!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Wenxue was instantly furious.

This bitch must have seen her going into this passage, so she deliberately followed her in.

Still ahead of her!

Thinking about it, Yu Wenxue gritted her silver teeth and rushed in.

There was a group of people behind her.