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Chapter 940 It's Your Favorite Red

Chapter 940 It’s the red you love

The morning light shines on every corner of Shenxuan Academy, and the lingering sound of bells and drums echoes like an empty valley.

When the star gate of Zhanxing Palace opened, Tu Weiwei carried the sword on her back and waved her arms, "Let's go. Today's Zhanxing Palace should be particularly exciting."

Jiang Tang and Han Liuyun followed Tu Weiwei step by step.

...

At this moment, Chu Yue replaced the medal of Hongmeng Palace in the Martial Arts Palace and officially changed it to Zhanxing Palace.

This matter should have been done long after the martial arts competition, but I had to travel far away, so it was postponed until now.

In the Yuanshi Hall, the disciples all around looked at him with envy.

Deacon Deng Yun wore a shining medal for Chu Yue, and then looked at Chu Yue's young face, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.

In less than two months from the Futu Mountain assessment to now, Ye Chuyue has achieved such outstanding achievements, far beyond her expectations.

Deng Yun couldn't help but think of what Elder Duan said that day at the foot of Futu Mountain.

The girl in front of me will become the belief of a generation.

Deng Yun once scoffed at it as an exaggeration, but now it seems that nothing is impossible.

Deng Yun polished the medal on Chu Yue's chest until it shined brightly, and then took the tray from the guard behind her.

On top of the tray, there was placed the unique costume of the Zhanxing disciples, which was a red robe embroidered with a golden phoenix feather totem.

"It just so happens that the new Zhanxing costume is your favorite red and complements you perfectly."

Deng Yun said like an elder, looking at Chu Yue with relief, "The road to martial arts is still very long. Walk slowly. Rather than the final result, appreciating the scenery and people along the way is the most important thing."

“Deacon Deng’s teachings will be remembered by the younger generation.”

Chu Yue faced Deng Yun, her eyebrows softened a little, and she took the tray respectfully.

Deng Yun was stunned for a moment and then stopped laughing.

People around him were saying how reckless and rude this kid was, but in fact he was just a stubborn young man.

Deng Yun looked sideways at the garden outside the Yuanshi Palace, quite stunned, thinking only of the wonders of the passage of time.

Five years ago, in the same Shenxuan Academy, under the gaze of everyone, a girl was in utter embarrassment, kowtowing every step of the way in the wind and rain, and left in shame.

Now, in this martial arts palace, she has personally crowned him, who can't salute him and call him Senior Sister Ye?

Deng Yun patted Chu Yue's shoulder solemnly, "In the future, you will definitely carry forward Shenxuan and make Shenxuan proud of you."

"yes."

Chu Yue nodded slightly and responded in a low voice, her eyes falling on the medal on her chest.

The Academy Medal of the Star Slashing Disciple is not something ordinary people wear.

The medal contains a trace of thunder and lightning power, which will quietly blend into Chu Yue's soul like the signing of a contract, building a bridge with the soul and integrating into one body.

Chu Yue's mind suddenly flashed with the figure of Old Yashan and the Zhan Zhan Academy, and when no one noticed, she used the power of Shen Nong to quietly isolate the contact between the medal and the soul.

But what she didn't realize was that this medal was different from the medals of Yan Nanji and others. A mysterious power poured into her soul and was unknowingly merging!

Even Ba Bu and Xuanyuan Xiu didn't notice anything strange!

"Xiao Yue'er, congratulations."

Leng Qingshuang hooked Xiao Li's neck, with bright eyes and a toothy smile.

"Junior sister, one of the mentors of Zhanxing Palace is the Great Elder." Yan Nanji came over and whispered.

Hearing this, Chu Yue thought of the old man who was building a coffin for herself in the house and raised her eyebrows.

The Great Elder and Wu Guoan were poisoned by the same poison.

She never forgot about refining the antidote elixir.

Chu Yue nodded her head lightly, smiled slightly, and tapped the medal with her fingers. She saw that the medal released a dazzling starlight, gathered into a starry bird, and stopped in front of her!


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