"Sister, what are you talking about? We're just friends." Youlan didn't know how to explain. She was worried that Xinning would misunderstand her. She glanced at Xinning, but Xinning just smiled lightly. Youlan was relieved.
"We're just friends. Why are you so nervous, You Lan? Even a ghost can see it." Qu Mingxin said with a joking smile, "You're not allowed to sleep at night, so be careful to recruit him, hehe!"
"You only hide behind women. Are you a man? If you have the guts, come out and compete!" A man in black walked out of the crowd and said in a sinister tone.
Xinning looked at Youlan with a questioning look, and Youlan understood.
"Zhao Guangqi from the Zhao family is thirty-five years old. He is a ninth-level peak warrior of the water system. He has a somewhat imposing attitude. A self-righteous guy dares to propose marriage to my grandma. Humph! Brother Xinning, please don't be polite. Beat him half to death." You Lan.
Said very firmly.
"Youlan, are you not mistaken? He is still so young, you..." Qu Mingxin asked Youlan worriedly.
"Sister, don't worry. Since brother Xinning is here, he is at least a ninth-level warrior, huh!" Youlan said confidently, as if you are not worried about what I said.
Xinning understood the whole story, turned to Zhao Guangqi and teased, "Do you think this is your back garden? If you want to fight, you have to ask the college if it agrees? You're not educated."
At this time, I don't know when, an old man came over.
"Our college encourages martial arts. As long as both parties are willing, they can enter the ring at any time." The old man said with a smile.
"Senior, who is..." Xinning asked doubtfully.
"You kid, be careful. I am Qiu Minghui, the dean here. Come here." The old man called a staff member to prove it. The staff member saluted respectfully.
Xinning thanked the old man, turned to face the angry Zhao Guangqi, and asked with a smile: "Brother Qi, my money is a little tight these days, how about adding some bonus?"
"Humph, just add some luck, you poor man. It all depends on your wealth. Don't tell me tens of thousands of gold coins. I can't afford to lose that person." Zhao Guangqi said contemptuously.
"Youlan, how much is in that card?" Xinning asked quietly.
"One hundred thousand purple gold coins." Youlan smiled so charmingly that Xinning really wanted to kiss her.
"What about Brother Qi? I come from a remote area, so I can just bet one hundred thousand purple gold coins. Isn't it fun to bet? Please don't hurt your friendship, right?" Xinning said kindly.
"Okay, one hundred thousand... what one hundred thousand purple gold coins? Are you sure?" Zhao Guangqi panicked. He barely had a purple gold card, and it seemed that he had to find someone to get it together. After all, he was from a big family. After wandering around, this guy finally got it.
, the staff will reply to the two after confirmation.
"My dear friend, I am really poor. I only have 80,000 gold coins. Let's have some fun with a little gambling."
Qin Lijie on the side was anxious. How could he let go of the opportunity to make a fortune? He rushed towards the red-faced man whose hair was cut off by Youlan.
"Hmph! Poor guy, I only have 80,000 gold coins to play with you." The red-faced man said contemptuously.
"If you are not good enough in the ring, you must admit defeat and jump off the ring, otherwise you will risk your life or death." The staff announced that the registration work had stopped, and hundreds of people gathered around the ring to watch.
Zhao Guangqi raised the big sword in his hand, and the aura on his body was rolling like ocean waves. Xinning also raised his stick, and released the aura with extraordinary fire, faintly smelling of wind.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and poor Zhao Guangqi was flying in the sky, still thinking, how could my more than 6,000 kilograms of spiritual power combined with my momentum become so vulnerable?
How did he know that Xinning's fire seal had reached fifty-fifth level, and the wind power had increased to fifteen levels, so how could Zhao Guangqi be able to withstand the seventy-level seal? The gap was too big, and he flew away with one blow.
"Brother, pay for it, 80,000 gold coins, hurry up." Qin Lijie urged the red-faced man. The red-faced man was stunned in surprise. Zhao Guangqi's level is about the same as his own. Why can't he withstand it? Damn it, this kid is
person?
Qu Mingxin was even more surprised. This guy was even more outrageous than Youlan. Not only was he extremely talented, but his combat power was also so terrifying. No wonder Youlan looked confident. Perhaps only such a genius could be worthy of Youlan. Now, this guy has
There is a high chance that he will be on the reserve list, and it is no longer something that the family can interfere with, not to mention that Youlan's grandmother probably knows about it.
No, this kid won so much money, I have to give him a good meal. I heard that the purple magnolia in Wangcheng is delicious. Yes! It is Menglanju, give him a good meal. Hum!
The old dean was very satisfied. It was basically consistent with the information. He just broke through the ninth level, and his strength was stronger than the information. He was a fifteen-year-old ninth-level warrior with extraordinary momentum. There was no need to test. But this kid is weird. Why is he still vaguely aware of it?
The feeling of wind?
The registration continued. Xinning collected the gambling money and trophies and queued up indifferently. Qin Lijie was so beautiful that he drooled. Damn it! Making money with the boss is too damn fast. It is simply a money grab. No, you have to work hard yourself.
If the boss pulls away, he will not be able to keep up with him in the future.
The master said that I am a genius of the earth element, but it was a pity that I wasted a lot of time. Now that I have stabilized, I have to step up. The boss's cultivation speed is too fast and has caught up with him. If his combat power is too far behind, how can he be embarrassed to hang out with others.
Dean Qiu Minghui left quietly. He still had some time to observe others. Qu Youlan from West Bohai Palace was also a fifteen-year-old ninth-level warrior, and Zhang Manqing, a thirty-one-year-old martial artist from Fire Wing Palace... This time the genius was worth it.
look forward to.
An unknown number of people gathered at Tianfeng Martial Arts Academy for the genius assessment that is held every five years. Three days later, the entrance test, to put it bluntly, is a competition, including the previous generations of warriors (those who have not advanced). At that time, the fate of many people will be decided.
The number of warriors in Tianfeng Martial Arts Academy is fixed. Except for a few individuals on the reserve list, more than 99% of the warriors will participate.
However, Xinning was notified that he did not need to compete this time. He was on the temporary reserve list. He had five years. If he could not advance to the level of martial artist... at least, he would not have to worry about elixirs and caves in these five years.
Zhang Manqing from Huoyi Prefecture and Qu Youlan from West Bohai Prefecture (known to Xinning) were called away on the same day. Two days later, the two came back and excitedly told Xinning that they had been selected, and of course there were a few others whom Xinning did not recognize.
Xinning was very happy. He hoped that the two of them could go further, because he himself was likely to go further. Qin Lijie was very stimulated. He had firmly followed Xinning's footsteps for a long time. He was very hurt. Xinning's friends were all
Even though he was on the temporary reserve list, he still had to fight to stay. He felt that he was useless, as if he was holding back an adventure team.
Fortunately, he is not yet thirty years old. The academy has three competition categories: under thirty; thirty to forty; and over forty. His hope of staying in the school has become very high. If so, he will not be able to stay.
Next, he really has nothing to say. He is not a genius. Even though he has wasted many years, he cannot forgive himself because he is preceded by Xinning. He insists that his life with Xinning will be wonderful.
Don't want to miss it.
"Boss, I will work hard!" Qin Lijie just said this to Xinning.
Xinning knew that he was under a lot of pressure, "Brother, you are a casual cultivator who fought in the realm of life and death. Do you think the flowers in the family's so-called greenhouse will threaten you, hahaha!"
A short sentence. Yes, damn it! I have had too many stable days? Huh! If I dare to fight for my life and am not afraid of death, what else should I be afraid of?
"Boss, brother is not a coward!" Qin Lijie said harshly.
There are about 1,500 people, this is all the participants, including more than 200 martial arts masters.
Of the 350 people who can remain in the competition, the top 50 will be chosen among the 600 people over the age of 40; the top 240 will be chosen among the 600 people in the competition age group of 30 to 40 years old;
If there are less than 100 people below, the top 60 will be selected. Then there will be a resurrection competition, which is a cross-age challenge. The top 50 who failed will have a chance to challenge the senior age group.
After the rules were announced, Qin Lijie became more confident. He had a damn 60% chance of not being able to stay. He was too useless, even though these opponents were all damn geniuses.
Qin Lijie is very brave and has made great progress all the way. In Xinning's words, the children of the family have also experienced it. However, Qin Lijie's casual cultivators in the life and death situation have a natural murderous aura, which makes even those who are slightly stronger than him fearful and win.
Those who reach the top 50 in record and exceed the quota will complete the task ahead of schedule. There is no need for many students to fight for the only ten remaining spots.
"Boss, thank you." Qin Lijie was rough but also attentive. Xinning's simple words made his sleeping spirit come back.
"Brothers, we are only passionate when we fight more than ten enemies in bloody battles. Are we afraid then? When a man drinks, he drinks to the sky; when he kills, the gods block the gods!"
"Yes, I suddenly miss the old days." Qin Lijie recalled.