The Qilin chooses its master, the good-for-nothing daughter brings the beast to shock the three real

Their conversation reached Di Jue's ears word for word, and he looked at Wang Chen meaningfully.

This time, Wang Chen's face was a little cold. It seemed that the atmosphere in the academy needed to be rectified. As an elder, he dared to do this. No wonder the disciples were so arrogant.

"The Jialan Academy is truly a place of hidden talents, and this elder is no less talented."

Di Jue said lightly, taking a sip of tea, looking nonchalant.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Master Di Jue."

"What's the matter? People who bully the weak and think highly of themselves will definitely become trouble in the future."

Wang Chen smiled awkwardly, and then became cold and detached again.

"This Long Li seems to be unusual. She doesn't seem to have any spiritual power fluctuations, but her temperament is definitely not that of an ordinary lady. This dean remembers that during the last banquet, this little girl was very smart."

Di Jue's face darkened immediately, "Are you interested in her?"

"How could that be? I'm just curious about this little girl. Could it be that Master Di Jue is interested in this little girl?"

Wang Chen asked back with a smile in his eyes.

"It's just a one-time meeting." While Di Jue was speaking, he did not forget to glance in the direction of Long Li.

"This little girl is really beautiful, as if she is not of this world. I think she will marry a man of her dreams in the future."

Wang Chen narrowed his eyes and tried to test Di Jue's thoughts many times. In his opinion, Di Jue must have some interests in Long Li, otherwise he would not have rushed to Galan Courtyard so eagerly.

I just don't know what is it about Long Li that attracts Di Jue. They have known each other for such a long time, but it seems that he has never been interested in anyone.

This time, is his weakness Long Li?

Emperor Jue collected his thoughts and turned back into the unapproachable Lord.

"Beauty and ugliness are only in the skin. It turns out that Dean Wangchen is also a person who values ​​appearance."

Wang Chen smiled, "It seems that this dean is superficial."

“No matter how good-looking the appearance is, there will be a time when you get tired of it. An interesting soul is still more attractive.”

Di Jue lowered his eyes and played with the teacup with his fingers, rubbing it gently.

"That's right. I haven't met anyone I'm interested in for a long time. I hope I can meet an interesting little guy to make this boring life more interesting."

Wang Chen pursed his lips slightly, looking as if he was abstinent. Many women below were driven crazy when they saw this scene.

"Bored? There are many people who admire you, how can you be bored?"

Di Jue glanced at those female disciples and saw their eyes full of love. He saw it clearly.

Could it be that Xiao Li'er likes a hypocritical type like Wang Chen?

"Master Di Jue is joking. Everyone can have admiration."

Wang Chen looked calm, he was no longer surprised by these things.

"Oh!"

On the stage, Lan Yutong was knocked out.

"boom!"

Her body flew out of the ring uncontrollably and rolled directly to the ground.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out and his face turned pale.

Long Jiuxiao's expression showed a hint of emotion, and Long Li looked at his clenched fingers and smiled.

"Brother, Sister Yutong is injured, won't you go and help her?"

"Someone will take care of her."

Following Long Jiuxiao's words, Bei Ming flew forward and helped Lan Yutong up, "Junior sister, how are you?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Bei Ming. I'm fine."

"Yeah." Bei Ming helped Lan Yutong sit in the seat of the Law Enforcement Pavilion. The chief law enforcement elder Lan Hao looked a little worried.

However, this is a competition, and you have to admit defeat if you lose. Lan Hao didn’t say much?

"Zhang Minghe wins." Mo Yuan flew onto the stage and announced the result of the match, "Next up is Su Yun versus Shen Yifeng."

On the stage, spiritual power and sword energy were flying everywhere. Su Yun was in the middle stage of Lingxuan realm and his strength was quite impressive.

Shen Yifeng, his robe fluttering in the wind, has a handsome face.

"You are no match for me, admit defeat."

Su Yun's face was icy cold, and she looked defiant, "Brother, you are wrong. Even if I lose, I will fight to the death."

"Stubborn!"

Shen Yifeng is the fifth elder's favorite disciple, however, Su Yun is the sixth elder's disciple, and the two are unwilling to give in to each other.

For a while, the fighting in the ring was quite intense.

Shen Yifeng threw a punch, and a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation erupted in the air.

Su Yun's eyes flashed with determination, and he rushed towards Shen Yifeng like lightning.

"what......."

With a scream and blood splattered everywhere, Su Yun was knocked off the stage.

"Shen Yifeng wins." Mo Yuan came on stage and said, "Next, Han Feng will fight Song Yu."

Su Yun was taken away by several disciples to heal her wounds. She was covered in blood and seemed to be seriously injured.

Han Feng was agile and leaped onto the stage.

He has a rather rough appearance. Facing the petite Song Yu, he smiled coldly, "Little Junior Sister, go down. I have no intention of hurting you."

Song Yu was pretty and charming, with a smile in her eyes, "Brother, you are right. I am only at the initial stage of the Profound Spirit Realm, and I am indeed a little overestimating myself."

"That's good to know. You will definitely lose to a mid-stage Lingxuan realm opponent. Go down now to avoid getting hurt." There was no sarcasm in Han Feng's tone. He was a straightforward person and spoke the truth.

Song Yu knew that she was no match for her opponent. She saw clearly what happened to Su Yun just now. Rather than being seriously injured, it would be better for her to give up.

"Great Elder, I give in."

After these words were spoken, many contestants felt a little melancholy. Even if they fought to the end, they would still lose to Zhang Minghe, who was in the late Lingxuan realm. It would be better to give up the competition than to be injured, which was better than being beaten so badly in front of others and losing face.

"Okay, in that case, Han Feng wins." Mo Yuan stood on the stage in a black robe, "Now those who have given up can all stand up."

After a series of waivers, only four people were left on the ring.

Zhang Minghe, late Lingxuan realm.

Shen Yifeng, middle stage of Lingxuan realm.

Han Feng, middle stage of Lingxuan realm.

Mo Ziyu, late Lingxuan realm.

"Now, this elder will draw lots to decide the duel between the four of you. Do not harm the lives of your fellow disciples. Stop when it's over."

Mo Yuan began to select people to fight against.

"Zhang Minghe vs. Han Feng."

"Mo Ziyu versus Shen Yifeng."

Mo Ziyu's eyes were cold, his arms were crossed across his chest, and he exuded a coldness. Long Li couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

At such a young age, he has such a strong aura. I really wonder what he has been through?

The scene on the stage was dazzling, with four people competing against each other on both sides. The winner would depend on this battle.

"Come on, Senior Brother Mo."

"Come on, Brother Minghe."

"Come on, Junior Brother Yifeng."

"Han Feng will win."

........

The cheers from the audience became louder and louder. At this moment, all four of them were ready for battle.

Zhang Minghe held a sharp sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Han Feng, looking as if he was sure of victory.

"Brother Han Feng, I don't want to hurt you. I'm admitting defeat now to avoid hurting the relationship."

"I appreciate Senior Brother Minghe's kindness. Regardless of whether we win or lose this battle, I will go all out."

"Okay, then let me see your strength."

Zhang Minghe's body was as fast as lightning, and the sword in his hand swept out, with a silver light flashing across.