When he walked into the living room and saw Bai Yifei sitting on the sofa with a serious face, Yang Ling was slightly startled.
At this time, Bai Yifei had also shaved off the beard on his face, and his hair was neatly combed, giving him a completely new look. People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, and at this time, he can definitely be regarded as a handsome guy.
"sit!"
Bai Yifei waved his hand.
Yang Ling looked puzzled and sat down as instructed.
"I heard that you made a big splash today, defeating Shi Jie at the seventh level of Tuoqiao with one move, right?" Bai Yifei asked.
"Yeah." Yang Ling nodded.
Isn't it because you want to cause trouble for yourself?
"I'll make do with it, it's not bad. I have the same demeanor as your master and I did back then." Bai Yifei curled his lips, "Don't think there's anything to be complacent about. In the academy, there are more talented people than you. Back then, I was known as Kai Ling.
The fifth level defeated the third level Gumai. You are nothing in front of me."
"Yeah?"
Yang Ling didn't believe it and thought secretly.
However, there is no need to compete with him.
"Ahem!"
Looking at Yang Ling's suspicious eyes, Bai Yifei coughed twice and said, "Don't believe it. In the past, I was so overwhelmed by Shan Shenhun Academy that I couldn't hold my head up. As for you, you're still far behind."
"I don't believe it." Yang Ling smiled slightly, but he probably guessed that this guy's words were a bit exaggerated. At least they should be discounted in half.
"I'm going to go through the admission procedures for you today. The school said that there are no admissions for the Multi-Spiritual Soul Academy this year. Who are you?" Bai Yifei changed the topic, his expression was serious, and his eyes were full of wariness.
Over the years, many people have wanted to be in his name.
However, they were all rejected by Bai Yifei.
There are many secrets in the Poly Soul Academy, and many people with evil intentions want to find out.
"I didn't say that I was admitted to a school. You didn't give me a chance to speak." Yang Ling shrugged and said calmly.
Bai Yifei thought for a moment and wondered what was going on.
Bai Yifei smiled awkwardly and said, "Then what are you doing at Duo Shenhun Academy?"
"I said, I'm here to see Lei Hao. My master asked me to come," Yang Ling said.
"Your master?" Bai Yifei was stunned for a moment, "Who is it?"
"Zhao Shanhe."
Yang Ling thought for a while, although he didn't have a formal title, he should still be considered a master and apprentice, right? If Zhao Shanhe hadn't put a soul into Yang Ling's sea of consciousness, the God of War catalog wouldn't have been opened by chance.
"You...you are my uncle's apprentice?" Bai Yifei took a breath of air.
Damn it, how will this generation be calculated in the future?
"Is the old man okay?" Bai Yifei asked.
"Well..." Yang Ling hesitated.
Does it count? It shouldn’t count, right? The body was destroyed, and although the sea of consciousness is still there, it may not be able to reshape the body, and Yang Ling doesn’t know.
After thinking for a while, Yang Ling briefly explained the situation that day.
"Wei Hong again? Humph!" Bai Yifei snorted coldly, "If I meet him, I will beat him severely."
Yang Ling curled her lips and looked at him suspiciously.
Just you? You are only at the third level of the volley. However, looking at the strength Wei Hong showed that day, it is obviously not the volley level. You beat him? I guess they beat you, right?
Considering Bai Yifei's face, Yang Ling did not say anything.
"Master Chu? He saved his uncle?" Bai Yifei frowned, a little confused. However, listening to Yang Ling's account, it didn't sound like he was lying.
In other words, if Yang Ling had not appeared, Palace Master Chu would not have found an excuse to take action. It can be said that Yang Ling was Zhao Shanhe's savior.
Since Yang Ling's origin was clear, Bai Yifei didn't care about it anymore. He was his master's disciple, so he was naturally a member of the Duo Shenhun Academy. It was logical for him to guide him. He even secretly rejoiced that fortunately his master was not here, otherwise, how could Yang Ling
Didn’t he become his junior brother?
"By the way, I heard that you were betting on boxing with that little slickster from the Chu family? It seems like you won a lot of honor points, right? Your master has been a little poor recently, so lend me some to spend money on." Bai Yifei said with a shy face and a smile.
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"Teacher, I heard that if a genius like me enrolls in school, the teacher will provide some subsidies. Shouldn't you give me some spiritual energy liquid, some soul writings, military weapons, body casting elixirs, etc.?" Yang Ling asked.
road.
"Ahem!"
Bai Yifei coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed.
"Um...isn't your master poor recently? He was forced to do so. There is no way. Besides, you can't spend so many honor points. If you lend me some, I'll give you interest at the worst."
"No more." Yang Ling pouted.
"Gone? Where did he go?" Bai Yifei was stunned for a moment.
"I bought everything from Chu Yunfeng. If you can't provide it to me, then I can't buy it myself." Yang Ling said.
"Then there's no need to buy so much, prodigal son, you prodigal son." Bai Yifei shouted, with an annoyed look on his face, as if those honor points belonged to him.
Yang Ling looked at him, dumbfounded.
However, I am a little curious in my heart, how does this guy know so clearly? Doesn't he spend all day doing research in the basement?
"Forget it. Alas!" Bai Yifei sighed, "You kid, you have to remember that honor points are not easy to earn. Save your money. If you have any extra, give it to me."
After saying that, Bai Yifei stood up and wanted to leave.
"Teacher!" Yang Ling shouted.
"Is there anything else?" Bai Yifei looked at him and seemed to have lost his energy. This made Yang Ling very suspicious. The fundamental purpose of this guy talking to him so much was to gain his honor points.
"I issued a challenge to Zhu Yong and prepared to challenge him tomorrow," Yang Ling said.
"Zhu Yong? Well, let's fight then." Bai Yifei said calmly.
"Life and death, I need your signature." Yang Ling added.
"What?" Bai Yifei jumped up.
He didn't mind Yang Ling challenging Zhu Yong. That was because he knew that the challenge wouldn't be life-threatening, and at worst he would be injured. It would be good to gain combat experience, but how could he have imagined that it would be a life-and-death challenge?
"Are you looking for death? Do you know what level Zhu Yong is? He is at the eighth level of Gumai, and you are only at the eighth level of Kailing. Are you going to fight him in a life-and-death contest? Do you think you have a long life?" Bai Yifei said fiercely.
He glared hard at him.
"Teacher, didn't you defeat the third-level Consolidated Pulse by opening the fifth level of spirit? I have opened the eighth-level Ling, so it shouldn't be a problem to open the eighth-level Consolidated Pulse, right?" Yang Ling pouted.
"Ahem!"
Bai Yifei coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed.
Damn it, I’m bragging, do you believe it?
"Do you think you are me? I am a genius among geniuses. Otherwise, would I be accepted as a disciple by your master? Even now, I walk sideways in the academy and beat anyone who disobeys. You are still not good enough.
It's far away, it's really tough. Don't fight to the death, I don't allow it."
After saying that, Bai Yifei got into the basement without looking back.
After finally recruiting a talented apprentice, he didn't want Yang Ling to die so early.