The Seventh Academy of Jielong is located in the southeast of the Aste Risk city of academic warfare.

The campus of this school is shrouded in countless buildings connected by corridors, with sporadic courtyards and squares, as if surrounded by traditional Chinese-style buildings. Rather than a school, it is actually more like a palace and pavilion.

And among such world dragons, in one of the corners, there is a building called Huangchen Hall.

It is a three-story pavilion composed of vermilion beams and yellow glazed tiles.

At first glance, there is not much difference here from other buildings in Jielong.

However, all the students who belong to Jielong know how special this place is.

—Wanyou Tianluo.

This is a title.

A very symbolic title.

Because, in the early days of the creation of Jielong, the first generation of student presidents was called Wanyou Tianluo.

Therefore, in the Realm Dragon, this title has a very special meaning, and only three people have it yet.

And these three people are all student presidents who commanded the Cross-Border Dragon, and their status is equivalent to that of an emperor.

Now, the third generation of Wanyou Tianluo is in this school.

Where he lives is Huangchen Hall.

At this time, countless students were aiming at Huangchen Hall and rushing towards the entrance of Huangchen Hall Hall Hall.

Fangli mixed in the crowd and walked with the large army in the ancient style corridor of Huangchen Hall. Soon after, he arrived at the entrance of the hall.

There is not only one entrance to the hall of Huangchen Hall.

So, except here, there were people in other directions that rushed into the hall and came to the interior.

After entering the hall, Fangli immediately saw a rather strange place.

Around the hall of Huangchen Hall, there are corridors, extending up the periphery in layers, making the hall sit like a central courtyard.

However, this courtyard is not planted with flowers, plants and trees, but is sunk down like a dry pool.

Inside, cylinders are located in it, like jumping platforms, surrounding a small pavilion in the center.

And in the pavilion, beside the stone table, a young virgin was sitting there.

Long black hair is round like a butterfly.

He was wearing a classical uniform of Jielong, wearing a luxurious white coat on the outside, and a feather coat floated around him.

Although she looks very cute, she is too young and looks a bit like a child pretending to be an adult and playing games.

However, looking at the child, in the corridors of Huangchen Palace, the students whispered to each other.

"That's the student president, right?"

"Is the contemporary Wanyou Tianlu Fan Xingde?"

Yes.

The young girl in front of me is the student president of Jielong, the contemporary Wanyou Tianluo.

He was only nine years old, but three years ago he became the strongest student in the world dragon, inherited the name of Wanyou Tianluo, and had a profound and unfathomable strength.

In the Aste City, each university park has a ranking system.

Although the detailed regulations of each school are different, no matter which school it is, there is a ranking list that can clearly distinguish students' strengths.

The ranking list is called "The Book of Sacrifice in Name", and there are only 72 places in total.

Students who can enter the ranking are called within the ranking.

In this ranking, the names of the top twelve students are recorded on the first page of the list, so they are called the twelve people on the start page.

Fan Xinglu has about fifty direct disciples.

Moreover, every direct disciple is in the ranking.

Even among Fan Xinglu's disciples, there were eleven people who became members of the twelve people on the Start Page.

In other words, among the beginning pages of only twelve people, Fan Xinglu's disciples occupied eleven of them.

As for Fan Xinglu, he is the strongest person in the ranking.

Therefore, countless people hope to become Fan Xinglu’s disciples and be taught by him.

However, if you want to become Fan Xinglu’s disciple, you must pass a test.

Fang Li raised his head and looked towards the direction of Tingyuan.

There, Fan Xinglu seemed to be dozing off, sitting on a stone chair while constantly lit her little head, looking drowsy.

Looking at Fan Xinglu like this, Fang Li laughed a little.

"It's obvious that there are so many people gathering here..."

This is not because Fang Li discovered something, but Fang Li clearly knew how powerful this young girl named Fan Xinglu had.

There is a rumor in the city where I learn to fight.

Legend has it that Fan Xinglu, the student president of Jielong, is an immortal who has lived for more than a thousand years.

This legend will probably be treated as a joke by everyone, right?

However, Fang Li knew that this was a fact.

The virgin in front of me has lived for at least a thousand years, and is a real demon immortal.

If it weren't for living for so many years, even if you had strong strength, you wouldn't be able to teach so many excellent apprentices.

Therefore, Fang Li just stared at Fan Xinglu, thinking a little in his heart.

As for the students around, they began to get upset due to Fan Xinglu's drowsy expression.

"Is that really the number one student president in the world dragon?"

"It's just a rumor, right?"

“Didn’t the apprenticeship test start today when you enroll?”

"Are you still testing it?"

Under the commotion of the students, the entire Huangchen Palace began to become noisy.

Many of the students present were just like Fang Li, who were just freshmen.

Regarding Fan Xinglu, that's limited to the degree that he has heard of rumors and doesn't have much knowledge yet.

So, students began to make comments one by one, making Huangchen Palace full of noise.

Until some point...

"Really, do young people today have no patience at all?"

This is a very tender and light voice.

However, this voice has a very strong sense of elegance.

And under such a voice, in the Pavilion Garden, the virgin who was dozing slowly raised his head and yawned a cute yawn.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Jian turned his head and looked at the students gathered in the corridor, and an innocent smile appeared on his face.

"There are so many people this year. I hope to find good seedlings from you to cultivate them."

As he said this, Fan Xinglu stood up from the Tingyuan.

The next second, something incredible happened.

“Buzz—!”

I saw that under a tremor, the pavilion around Fan Xinglu began to disappear like a scattered butterfly, and turned into a throne like an illusion.

Fan Xinglu sat on it, looked at everyone present, and opened her hands wide.
Chapter completed!