Li Wu's words did not reveal much, and the dark stone palace also concealed the changes in the expression on Li Wu's face, but Lin Xi was also keenly aware of the heaviness and feeling in his few words.

This senior from the Internal Relations Department who has graduated must be an unusual person... and Li Wu's tone was heavy without any hint of displeasure, so he knew in his heart that this senior from the Internal Relations Department was probably a real

A hero worthy of respect, and I'm afraid he is in trouble at the moment.

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For Vice President Xia, Lin Xi is still a child who needs to be cared for. He is walking on the road that he has high hopes for. He can be given some appropriate pressure, but he will never be exposed to too much darkness. So what Lin Xi knows is not

Not much, and naturally he didn't know that a day ago, the carriage convoy departing from the Imperial City of Zhongzhou had passed through the Four Seasons Plain and arrived at the foot of the Mountaineering Mountains.

At this moment, Yan Shaoqing, the second-in-command of the Li Division, Feng Qianhan, the commander-in-chief of the Zhengwu Division, and Ye Shaofeng, the representative figure of the Zhongzhou Wei Shao Zhuang Sect, were sitting in a hall of Qingluan College drinking tea.

This main hall is very large. The dozens of huge vermilion pillars that support the main hall require several people to surround them in their arms. The blue stone bricks on the ground are like a boundless river. The width and height are enough to cover a three- or four-story building elsewhere.

The hall was moved in, but there were only a few seats placed in the hall, so it seemed unusually empty.

The tea is made from the clean glaciers on the Dengtian Mountains that have never changed over time, and the tea is made from small-leaf rock tea that grows naturally on some cliffs in the college. The tea is extremely sweet, even because of the shadows of some snow-capped mountains in the distance outside the window.

It brings some mysterious and ethereal aura out of thin air, making people feel that these teas are closely related to this magnificent nature, as if they are indicating some kind of philosophy of life.

Yan Shaoqing, the second-in-command in the civil service department, has a very beautiful face. If Lin Xi saw it, he would definitely feel that he was somewhat similar to Zheng Shaoqiu back then. However, he was also a middle-aged man with an elegant aura and an ancient style unique to this world.

He wears a cyan official hat with a square emerald inlaid in it and a picture of a white mandarin watching the sun on the chest of his cyan official uniform, further revealing his identity.

There were some stains on his official uniform and the court boots on his feet, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. This calmness made the stains on his body ignored by others, making people think that he was very neat.

Feng Qianhan wears the Commander's Yao Yue armor, which is strung with Yao Yue crystals and black gold threads. Each half-palm-sized crystal has a hole on the inside of the body, and the extremely strong black gold threads are not exposed at all on the outside.

Invisible, coupled with the unique white reflection of the obsidian crystal and the finely carved crescent-shaped runes on it, Feng Qianhan, whose beard and hair were already white, looked like the ice and snow god of war covered in frost.

The oldest person, who has experienced countless killing battles, and who naturally carries a terrifying demeanor and a soldier's iron-blooded aura, should have been the person with the worst temper and the most irritable personality among the three companions, but at this moment, although his brows were furrowed,

But he looked very patient when drinking tea.

The only one who has lost his patience is Ye Shaofeng, the youngest among the three.

This is not the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, and he has no guard duty. He can wear casual clothes, but he is still wearing the white tiger armor. The white leather armor tightly wraps his strong body, outlining the cold and hard lines of a rock.

, stripes of tiger stripe-like runes were wrapped around the armor, and their sources converged on his head. A battle helmet with the same style as a tiger's head covered most of his head, only revealing his youthful majesty.

And hide his angry face.

He picked up the teacup, put it down again, picked it up again, and put it down again. He did this several times. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. He looked at a lecturer in black robe standing at the end of the green bricks opposite, beside the door, and said in a deep voice: "Deputy Xia

When will the dean come?"

The black-robed lecturer standing at the door is thirty-six or seventeen years old. He is thin and his hair is tied with a hemp rope. He looks a little yellow. Apart from the black robe on his body, he looks like an ordinary villager in Xinghua Village. He is extremely ordinary.

Hearing Ye Shaofeng's deep question, the black-robed lecturer didn't even raise his eyelids. He shook his head unhurriedly and said, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" The indifferent attitude of the black-robed lecturer made Ye Shaofeng's expression suddenly turn cold. He looked at the black-robed lecturer and said in a cold voice: "Your Qingluan College's airs are really too big, right?

?We have been waiting for a day, and you want us to wait endlessly? You have to understand that we are not going to meet people from your college, we are following the will of the Holy One!"

Listening to these words, Yan Shaoqing smiled slightly in his heart, knowing that the commander of the Zhongzhou Wei Shao Zhuang Sect was indeed an era behind them and had lived in the imperial city for a long time. Therefore, although he knew that Qingluan Academy was worthy of awe, he still felt in his heart

But he naturally lacked that kind of awe, and he didn't understand the pride of Qingluan College and why it was so proud. Such words seemed a bit ridiculous to say in Qingluan College, but he also knew in his heart that Zhou Shoufu arranged for Ye Shaofeng to come to Qingluan.

The purpose of the academy is to make these young people regain the respect they deserve, and to let these young people know the true pride and power of the academy, so that they will always be alert in their hearts, so he just listened with interest without saying a word.

Feng Qianhan's idea was simpler. Such a stupid and arrogant young man should learn a lesson, so he snorted heavily, increasing Ye Shaofeng's anger.

"That's your business." Just as Yan Shaoqing expected, this black-robed lecturer, who was like a villager and was very ordinary in the college, didn't even raise his eyelids and still replied unhurriedly.

"What did you say!"

Ye Shaofeng's body shook violently, and his face suddenly turned pale with anger. He had already used the name of the current Holy Lord, but the other party was unmoved at all and ignored the Holy Lord's will?

"Don't you even pay attention to the current Holy Emperor?" He stared straight at the black-robed lecturer, wondering why he was so arrogant and arrogant.

The black-robed lecturer with withered hair and an ordinary face raised his head slightly and glanced at Ye Shaofeng, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "Even if the Holy Master comes in person today, it is all decided by Vice President Xia whether to see him or not. Could it be that it is decided by Vice President Xia?

You decide? So whether to see or not is his business, and whether to wait or not is your business."

Ye Shaofeng was shocked at first, then furious. He suddenly stood up and looked at the black-robed lecturer with sharp eyes: "You are so brave! Do you mean that the current Holy Emperor is not as good as Vice President Xia?"

How noble!"

"What you think is your business, not mine." The black-robed lecturer didn't even raise his eyelids and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner.

After a slight pause, the black-robed lecturer still didn't even look at Ye Shaofeng: "Besides, you are only the commander of the Zhongzhou Guard. You can go back and instruct your people in the Zhongzhou Guard, but you are not from the academy. You can't order me to do anything. Just

For now, my business is just waiting here. If I don't want to, I don't have to say anything to you."

Hearing the words of the black-robed lecturer, Yan Shaoqing and Feng Qianhan both sighed in their hearts. They both knew that leaving them here was the attitude of the college. But now it seems that the college has no choice but to leave them here.

This time's attitude was much tougher than they imagined, which meant that they had to wait many more days.

And what makes them most helpless is that they know that the answer given by the college in advance will definitely be a flat refusal, but in order to wait for the reply given by the college, they still have to wait, and then wait for the next mediation.

However, Ye Shaofeng didn't understand this. He just thought that since he came with Emperor Yunqin's will, Qingluan College must accept it immediately... So when he heard the words of the black-robed lecturer, he suddenly became furious.

Angry, he took a step forward, looked at the black-robed lecturer who was extremely bold in his eyes, and said sternly: "Then if I want to duel with you now, is this a matter between you and me?"

"This is a matter between you and me." The black-robed lecturer was slightly startled, but then he looked directly at Ye Shaofeng and asked calmly: "But I am only a lecturer in the Department of Liberal Arts, and my combat power is the highest among all the lecturers in Qingluan College.

You are considered to be at the bottom of the pack, do you really want to fight me?"

Ye Shaofeng laughed angrily: "In this academy, even if you are really defeated, I can't really hurt you with a heavy blow. Besides, even a boring duel is more boring than sitting here waiting.

Much more comfortable.”

The extremely ordinary-looking black-robed lecturer shook his head slightly, with a sarcastic look on his lips. He was too lazy to say anything else, he just waved his sleeves and made a gesture of invitation towards Ye Shaofeng.

Ye Shaofeng bowed slightly and saluted the black-robed lecturer without saying anything more. The runes on his white tiger armor all shone with dazzling white light. His whole body was like a colorful tiger in the hall.

Jumping in the middle, he was in front of the black-robed lecturer in an instant. There was no move, just an extremely domineering kick, falling from the air and stepping down on the head of the black-robed lecturer.

Yun Qin is a martial artist and worships brave warriors, so he pays tribute before a duel. However, once the duel begins, the goal is to defeat the opponent.

The other party's previous attitude had completely angered him, so once Ye Shaofeng took action, he didn't hold back at all. With this step, a strong wind started in the hall, making the clothes on the black-robed lecturer's body rustle.

This kick can be said to be extremely violent, and at the same time as Ye Shaofeng stepped down with one foot in the air, his other leg was already slightly bent, ready to kick out at any time, which could completely cope with the next move of the black-robed lecturer.

However, his pupils shrank instantly, because facing his extremely violent kick, the black-robed lecturer had no intention of evading. He just raised his head in the strong wind and narrowed his eyes slightly.

.

"Peng!"

The black-robed lecturer's body was slightly arched, and he stood up sharply. He actually used his right shoulder to withstand Ye Shaofeng's trampling, which was enough to break through stones and armor!

Yellow light and white light appeared on his shoulders. Amidst the huge sound like beating leather, his body sank violently. All the green bricks under his feet were shattered, and his feet were buried among the blue bricks and gravel.

. His face turned pale in an instant, but at the same time, a more proud and sarcastic look appeared on his face. His hands actually grabbed Ye Shaofeng and stepped on his shoulders at the same time.

He grabbed his feet fiercely, and then turned over violently, with his feet in the air, like a rabbit caught by a goshawk. He used all his strength to push his feet upwards, and kicked Ye Shaofeng on the ground.

The sole of the other foot!

When one foot hit the black-robed lecturer's shoulder, Ye Shaofeng's other foot had already kicked the black-robed lecturer in the face. His cultivation level seemed to be almost the same as that of the black-robed lecturer. One kick had already kicked the black-robed lecturer in the face.

The black-robed lecturer was shocked, but at this moment, the black-robed lecturer kicked out his feet and kicked on the soles of his feet. His face suddenly turned pale. He could only feel the faint sound of bone cracking in the crotch of his leg.

One leg almost lost all feeling.

In the eyes of Yan Shaoqing and Feng Qianhan, Ye Shaofeng's blow was originally a tiger's kick, but at this moment, it turned into a black-robed lecturer violently tearing his body apart.

Amid the huge earthquake, Ye Shaofeng fell backwards and fell to the ground. The severe pain in the soles of his feet and crotch made him unable to stand at all. However, the black-robed lecturer did not fly out. Just when his feet suddenly kicked into the soles of Ye Shaofeng's feet, his

His hands seemed to have turned into a pair of eagle claws, and they violently tore Yan Shaoqing's feet on his shoulders.

With the force of this tear, his whole body rushed forward, turned over, and still pressed against Ye Shaofeng's body.

His right shoulder had drooped, and it seemed that the blow just now had worsened the injury of his arm and made him lose its fighting strength. However, the index and middle fingers of his left hand were already used as swords, and they stabbed Ye Shaofeng's throat.

"Show mercy!"

Upon seeing such a scene, Yan Shaoqing and Feng Qianhan, who were just watching the show calmly, changed their expressions and exclaimed in surprise.

They knew that every lecturer in the college had their own pride and some powerful combat power that the outside world did not understand, but they did not expect that this black-robed lecturer would be so violent.

The two fingers of the black-robed lecturer touched Ye Shaofeng's Adam's apple, and his whole body rolled in an unsightly manner, rolling like a ball on the ground for more than ten times before standing up.

Ye Shaofeng's body was frozen in place. There were two faint red fingerprints on his Adam's apple, and a thick bloody smell was surging in his throat.

This black-robed lecturer's cultivation level is not particularly amazing. Like Ye Shaofeng, he has the cultivation level of a high-level soul master.

It is difficult for a great soul master of the same level to break through the opponent's defense without consuming much soul power. However, as Xu Shengmo said in his first lesson to Lin Xi and others, the human body has many weaknesses.

At this point, even if they were great soul masters of the same level, the weak point of their Adam's apple could not withstand the hard two-finger bone poke.
Chapter completed!