In the square, a girl carrying an ink-colored guqin stepped steadily out of the crowd.
"Seventh Prince, Teacher Mu Liufeng, I accept the kindness of you two. I, Feng Qingkuang, am definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!
Since I was able to be cruel to that fat pig, I would naturally be able to be cruel to others, even myself!
What Principal Suo said is indeed the truth. If so, let me show you the survival rules of the strong!"
Qing Kuang said these words loudly, with eyes like swords, staring coldly at the old Suo Wenming on the stage.[
Suo Wenming shook his head gently, sighed, and murmured in a low voice:
"Alas... I don't know how high the sky is! The arrogant child is so stubborn even when he is about to die!
The Feng family has such descendants, huh! I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse! Looking at the world, I am afraid that only the madman in red can compare with them!"
At this moment, a red shadow flashed in the crowd, and Ao Junxie had already ducked under the steps without knowing when.
"Principal Suo, if you want to despise me, Ao Junxie, just despise me. Why am I now nominally your student!
It's just...talking behind people's backs and talking to yourself, I'm afraid it's a bit unethical!
You think Feng Qingkuang doesn’t know how high the world is, but I admire Young Master Feng very much! How about it? What can you do?"
Suo Wenming felt a little embarrassed when Ao Junxie revealed his feelings on the spot. However, with Ao Junxie's identity and strength, even he had to give in.
Just the fact that he had clearly heard his whisper just a few dozen steps away was enough for Suo Wenming to understand that Aojunxie was by no means a person to be trifled with.
"Aojunxie, don't be too arrogant! This is Slanta Imperial Academy. Even if King Fengyun comes, you must abide by the school rules!"
Ao Junxie cast a disdainful look at Suo Wenming.
Under the stage, Ao Moli, who was dressed in white and as gentle as jade, stepped out, holding a noble sword inlaid with pearls and jade behind him.
Arriving at the bottom of the steps, Ao Moli smiled and bowed to Suo Wenming, and then bowed to Ao Junxie.
"Hello, Principal Suo, and Hello, Uncle Wang! In my opinion, the school rules of Imperial College must not be broken, and the foundation of benevolence and righteousness must not be lost.
I think so, since Master Feng’s spiritual power is low, I will lower myself to two levels and fight with him only as an intermediate spiritual master! Don’t worry, Uncle Wang, since he is your friend, my nephew will definitely have his own sense of proportion!"
Aojunxie frowned slightly and glanced sideways at Feng Qingkuang. But in this glance, Qingkuang had already keenly noticed that it contained a look of genuine worry that Aojunxie rarely saw.
"But……"
Nangong Jinsheng wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Suo Wenming.
"What Prince Feng Yun said is just right. We have the best of both worlds. I'll leave Feng Qingkuang to you. I hope the prince can discipline him well! Then let's do it like this!" [
"Definitely, definitely! The principal made a serious statement!"
Ao Moli smiled and saluted Suo Wenming again, and said humbly.
"Ao Moli, I, Feng Qingkuang, don't need you to give in. Whatever skills you have, just use them! Life or death depends on one's destiny!"
In the distance, Qing Kuang pointed the string ink in his hand at Ao Moli and said angrily.
Ao Moli just curled up the corner of his mouth and showed a shallow smile.
When the bell rings, the second round of competition begins.
There are now only a dozen pairs left in Nuoda's square, which looks unusually empty.