I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

Ji Mo and Lin Mengmeng talked for a while, then sent them back to practice hard and prepare for the college ranking competition two months later.

If Langya Academy wants to achieve good results in the qualifying competition, there is a high probability that it will have to rely on these three students.

Considering that Langya Academy is ranked first from the bottom, Ji Mo still feels quite stressed, thinking that he should also contribute to the construction of the Academy.

After thinking for a while, Ji Mo remembered that Song Zhenwei had a broken sword in his hand.

Anyway, I'm idle now, I'm just going to fix the sword.

He went to Song Zhenwei's residence.

At this time, Song Zhenwei drank the wine happily, and listened to Song Weixi beaming about the previous incident, smiling like a chrysanthemum on her old face.

The growth rate of Lin Mengmeng and the others was beyond his imagination. He originally thought that he would have to wait another year or two, but now it seems that Langya Academy will be able to regain its glory this year.

Song Zhenwei boldly estimated in his heart that with Lin Mengmeng and the three of them, Langya Academy's ranking this year is very likely to squeeze into the top ten in the Southern Region.

It's a pity that Ji Mo is only willing to accept three students. If he can accept two more students, then perhaps it is not impossible to compete for the top five.

Because the college ranking competition requires a five-person team, Langya Academy now only has three talented students, and it will be very disadvantageous.

Being in the top ten is already very satisfying for Song Zhenwei.

At that time, I believe it will definitely catch the eyes of those who look down on Langya Academy.

Thinking of that scene, the smile on Song Zhenwei's face became brighter.

"Old man, today I beat Liu Song quite badly, will Sheng Ling Academy take revenge?"

After all, Song Weixi was still a little worried, and felt that she seemed to have gone too far.

After all, Liu Song came to visit in the name of the delegation of Shengling College, representing the face of Shengling College.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ji opened his mouth to teach him a lesson. This old thing deserves what he deserves. He deserves it for daring to do something to Mr. Ji. You've done a good job. Maybe Mr. Ji will give us another barbecue when he's happy. "

Thinking of the night owl barbecue that night, Song Zhenwei had a look of aftertaste.

Song Weixi blushed a little when she recalled what happened that night. A girl ate more than 20 catties of barbecue, and even gnawed off the bones, which was a bit embarrassing.

On weekdays, she still pays attention to her image, gentle and graceful, very goddess-like, but for some reason, she always inadvertently reveals her feminine attributes in front of Ji Mo.

No wonder Ji Mo would dislike her, saying that she is too tough, not gentle enough, no one wants her.

"Old man, am I not gentle enough?"

Song Weixi poured herself a glass of wine and drank it down, feeling a little complicated in her heart.

In the past, she never cared about other people's opinions, but now she has an image of Daoist in her heart, and she begins to pay attention to her own image.

"gentle?"

Song Zhenwei was a little stunned, and took a look at the old girl, "Cissy, you don't need gentleness in a tough life. You don't have it in the first place, so you don't need to force it."

Click!

The wine glass in Song Weixi's hand instantly turned into ashes, her face became extremely gloomy, she approached Song Zhenwei step by step, and said through gritted teeth, "Damn old man, tell me clearly, why am I not gentle?"

When she spoke, her fists were clenched and there was deep resentment in her big bright eyes.

Song Zhenwei's scalp was numb, and he quickly covered the few remaining beards on his chin, for fear that this airy little padded jacket would kill him.

creak...

The door was pushed open, and Ji Mo's figure appeared.

"Hey, Miss Song, what are you going to do? You won't be addicted to beating the old man. Even the dean will not let you go home. Stop, he is the old father who has worked so hard to raise you up with shit and urine. "

Ji Mo quickly stopped in front of Song Zhenwei, and said to Song Weixi in a dignified manner.

Before, he felt that something was wrong with Song Weixi, beating Liu Song so badly, it was too violent. Am I addicted to beating the old man?

Song Weixi's head was full of black lines, and she almost fainted on the spot, knowing that Ji Mo must have misunderstood.

But at this moment, she clenched her fists and glared at her father fiercely. Such behavior, she really couldn't wash it off by jumping into any river.

"Mr. Ji, you misunderstood, Sissy is just playing with me."

Song Zhenwei quickly explained.

Song Weixi was just pulling his beard at most, and would not really do anything to him. Although the little padded jacket leaked air, it was still very filial.

Ji Mo was skeptical, but still preached to Song Weixi.

Song Weixi was so angry that she jumped her feet, her image in Ji Mo's mind might be labeled as tough forever.

After learning about Ji Mo's intentions, Song Zhenwei almost laughed excitedly.

Sure enough, as long as you do things for Mr. Ji, you will benefit. Song Weixi just taught Liu Song a lesson for Mr. Ji, and Mr. Ji came to give him good fortune!

"Do you know the art of forging? Do you know that the broken sword is the treasure of the town, so don't mess around and repair it?"

Song Weixi questioned.

It was a broken fairy artifact, and even the other blacksmiths of the Grandmaster couldn't guarantee that it could be repaired.

Ji Mo said, "Don't worry, my blacksmithing technology is quite strong. It is because it is the treasure of the town courtyard, so it has to be repaired. How shabby it is for such a big academy to use a broken sword as the treasure of the town courtyard."

Shabby?

Song Weixi rolled her eyes.

That is a real fairy sword. Although it is about to disintegrate, but I don't know how many people are eyeing it and want to take it for themselves. Why is it so shabby in your eyes?

She was about to argue with Ji Mo, but was stopped by Song Zhenwei.

"Mr. Ji is right. The broken sword is indeed very shabby. Mr. Lao Ji repaired it."

Song Zhenwei smiled all over his face.

Song Weixi couldn't believe Own's ears. In order to let the broken sword recognize its owner, the old man held it all day long and kept calling "baby baby", why did his face change so quickly now.

O man!

Then Song Zhenwei said that in order to repair the broken sword, some precious metals are still missing, and it will take some time to prepare.

two days later.

With everything ready, Ji Mo went to Song Zhenwei's residence again and began to repair the broken sword.

at the same time.

The helpers Liu Song was looking for also rushed to the outside of Qianlong City one after another.

A total of six Elders from the Holy Ling Academy arrived, all of whom were superpowers at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, carrying imperial weapons and full of murderous aura.

"Old Liu, how did you manage to make such a big mess, you can't even deal with a mere Langya Academy. Do you know how outsiders talk about my Shengling Academy?"

"The reputation of our Shengling Academy has been greatly damaged. Lao Liu, you have a great responsibility. I'm afraid the dean will not spare you lightly."

The elders scolded Liu Song all the way, as if they were lecturing their grandson.

"Everyone, because of the many years of friendship, you just give me a hand. As long as you help me tide over this difficulty, you will be rewarded afterwards!"

Liu Song bowed to several people, pleading all over his face, keeping his posture very low.

What the six Elders want is this sentence, any friendship is fake, and what they are pursuing is nothing more than profit.

"Don't worry, we won't be willing to save you. Well, there are really a lot of Ninth Grade Spirit Pills in Langya Academy?"

asked an Elder in black robes.

They were willing to come because they heard from Liu Song that Langya Academy had a ninth-grade elixir, and they wanted to take it for themselves.

"That's right, a single student can take out a lot at will, presumably there must be a lot of Ninth Grade Spirit Pills in Langya Academy."

Liu Song deliberately tempted, knowing that these people are masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, so they must be made to feel greedy.

Sure enough, a green light suddenly appeared in the eyes of several Elders.

"Let's go, wipe out Langya Academy and revive the prestige of our Shengling Academy."

Several people harbored ghost plans and couldn't wait to enter Qianlong City and go to Langya Academy.