Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Zuo Hong and Li Shengsheng looked at Songling together, and it was the first time they saw that the acquired state was included in the Imperial College.

"Half a month ago, the Song family received a letter from the Imperial College, wanting to recruit some formation geniuses, and I was selected."

The Song family is a family of formations, and they are well-known in the imperial capital, so it was because of this reason.

There is no shortage of martial arts geniuses in the Yan Dynasty, but there are too few geniuses in alchemy, geniuses in refining tools, and geniuses in formations, and it is difficult for one person out of a hundred.

Although Song Ling's realm is low, he can make up for it through the day after tomorrow. The academy values ​​his talent in formations.

The three nodded, it turned out to be the case.

"What class are you in?" Liu Wuxie continued to ask.

"Senior class three!"

Song Ling drooped his head, if he knew this was the case, he would rather not come, stay in Canglan City, be the son of his Song family, and have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life.

"Senior Brother Li, is there a way to get him into our Senior Class Seven!"

Leaving Song Ling alone in the third senior class, he would still be bullied. It was impossible for Liu Wuxie to take care of him all the time, so he looked at Li Shengsheng.

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. The third advanced class is mainly about formations. You know that our seventh class, the instructor doesn't come once a week. When he comes to our seventh class, he will be delayed."

Li Shengsheng showed a look of embarrassment. Each class in the academy has its own specificity. For example, the third advanced class focuses on learning formations.

In the seventh advanced class, Songling's specialties were tragically buried.

"Actually, the level of instructors in class three is not as good as my brother's. From now on, I will learn formation knowledge from my brother."

Song Ling still had that carefree temperament, he never concealed what he said, and went straight to the point, which made Liu Wuxie feel black.

Openly saying that the tutor of the third class is not as good as Liu Wuxie, if people hear such things, they may be punished.

Song Ling was just telling the truth, and didn't mean to ridicule the instructor. He had personally experienced Brother Liu's method of formation. He was studying in Class [-] these days, and his knowledge was far behind that of Brother Liu.

"Who dares to say that the tutor level of our third class is not as good as others."

As soon as Song Ling's words fell, there was a cold shout from behind the screen not far away, and all the conversations on this side were heard on that side.

There was a crashing sound from behind the screen, and several people got up, stood up from their chairs, lifted the screen, and walked towards this side.

"Okay! So it's you trash."

There were six people in total, four of them were wearing blue robes, and the other two were wearing purple robes. The voice came from a man in a blue robe in the middle.

Seeing a few people, Song Ling trembled, joined the Imperial Academy, and was often bullied by them.

"Brother Jiang Hua, I didn't mean that!"

Song Ling didn't want to trouble Big Brother Liu any more, so he stood up and admitted that he had made a slip of the tongue just now, that he didn't know that there was someone in class three eating here, and he didn't intend to insult the instructor.

The six people walked to Liu Wuxie's table, and the eyes of two men in purple robes fell on Zuo Hong, their pupils shrinking.

"You really have hard wings. The third class has taken you as a trash, and you have lost all the face of the third class. You trash, you still want to change classes."

Jiang Hua's tone became colder and colder, and the terrifying killing intent crushed Song Ling.

Song Ling couldn't explain why he was right now, and was so suppressed by Jiang Hua's momentum that he couldn't say a word. No matter what he said, Jiang Hua would take the opportunity to target him.

From the beginning to the end, Liu Wuxie didn't say a word. This was their third class's business, and he didn't want to get involved too much. He just wanted to keep Song Ling away from that place. As for the way of the formation, he could surpass most of the people in the Imperial Academy with just a few random hints.

"Songling, come to our seventh class tomorrow!"

Liu Wuxie put down his wine glass, and Yun Qingfeng said something calmly, without looking at Jiang Hua, so calm that no one could feel the slightest fluctuation.

The results were announced without seeking anyone's consent.

"Boy, what are you? If he wants to change classes, he must ask the instructor for permission."

Jiang Hua looked at Liu Wuxie with cold eyes, like two poisonous thorns.

The sound was loud and spread throughout the entire second floor. Many people lifted the screen, came out from behind, and gathered around, not knowing what happened.

Zuo Hong smiled wryly, he knew that Liu Wuxie was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he shook his head, he knew very well in his heart that he had nothing to do with Liu Wuxie, from the perspective of a friend, it was understandable to ask Songling to change classes.

Who knew it was such a coincidence that the students from class three were also eating here, and Song Ling's words were heard by them again, distorting the facts.

"Then ask the tutor to withdraw from the class tomorrow!"

Liu Wuxie was still not angry, she seemed to be speaking to Song Ling, and also seemed to be speaking to Jiang Hua.

Since the people in the third class have heard it, there is no need to hide it, and retreat as soon as possible.

"Boy, what are you? Class [-] is where you can come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want!"

Retirement is a disapproval of the class, and it is a great humiliation to other students and instructors.

It is very rare for Imperial College to withdraw from the class. Liu Wuxie refused the genius class and was suppressed by them. This is the reason why they think they look down on the genius class too much.

"Get out of here immediately before I get angry. I will personally take Song Ling to leave class tomorrow."

Liu Wuxie raised her head suddenly, her eyes swept towards Jiang Hua, and a suffocating aura rushed towards her face, Jiang Hua took a step back in fright, Liu Wuxie's eyes were too terrifying.

Li Shengsheng lowered his head and didn't know what to say. It seemed that Junior Brother Liu hadn't officially entered Class Seven yet. In just one day, so many things happened.

"Zuo Hong, this person is so arrogant, is he your friend?"

At this moment, one of the two men in purple robes who came over with Jiang Hua spoke, ignored Liu Wuxie, and asked Zuo Hong.

"He's my brother!"

Zuo Hong's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. Brothers and friends sound alike, but the difference inside is nothing less than cloud and mud.

There are many kinds of friends, there are life and death friends, and there are ordinary wine and meat friends.

Brothers are different, brothers are like siblings, they are no different from themselves.

"Your brother is very arrogant!"

The man in purple robe shrank his eyes, Zuo Hong's answer made him surprised for a while, his face became colder and colder, and he was not afraid of Zuo Hong.

"You are also very arrogant!"

This kind of answer doesn't seem to be Zuo Hong's character. Is this the Zuo Hong that Liu Wuxie knew.

He has always been gentle and elegant, he always treats everyone with courtesy, and never speaks harsh words. Today, Zuo Hong has become angry twice because of Liu Wuxie.

"Are you sure you want to intervene in this matter?"

The purple-robed man continued to ask, wanting to get an answer from Zuo Hong.

"My brother made it very clear. I will leave work tomorrow. If there is nothing wrong, please don't hinder our meal."

Zuo Hong waved his hand and asked them to leave here, unwilling to continue talking nonsense with them, which would affect their appetite.

After finishing speaking, they ignored them, and the four of them continued to drink. Jiang Hua and the others stood where they were, gnashing their teeth with hatred.

"Then we will wait for you tomorrow!"

The strange thing is that the purple-robed man didn't continue to pester, and really left with Jiang Hua.

With Zuo Hong present, it was very difficult to fight, so he had to wait until tomorrow to get him back. As long as the instructor of class three disagrees with his dismissal, let's see what this kid will do.

The six people went down the stairs to the first floor, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

"Senior Brother Sun, why don't we abolish them directly."

Jiang Hua was very puzzled, and asked the purple-robed man who had spoken just now, Liu Wuxie blatantly provoked the third class, and he didn't take them seriously.

"Don't worry, Zuo Hong is here. If he makes a move, he will also intervene. You go back and prepare, and let them come and go tomorrow."

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Senior Brother Sun's mouth. He also came out of the third class and had a special feeling for the third class. He was successfully promoted to a student of Xuanzihao last year, and he just happened to have a party with the third class students today.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. As a student from the third class who went out, how could I just let it go.

The four of them were full, and it was already midnight when Zuo Hong personally sent Liu Wuxie back.

"I won't give it away!"

Turning around and walking into the gate, Liu Wuxie cupped his hands towards Zuo Hong. He was more familiar with the environment of the academy than himself, and he would keep this kindness in his heart. He said too many words of thanks, but it seemed hypocritical and unfamiliar.

"Do you need me to come over tomorrow!"

Before Zuo Hong left, he finally asked.

Men should have self-respect, especially people like Liu Wuxie, Zuo Hong knew it very well, so he simply proposed it himself.

"No, thank you Brother Zuo for your kindness."

Liu Wuxie knew that he had good intentions, and she was afraid that she would be embarrassed to bring it up, so she asked him to come forward to suppress the situation. He could handle such small things by himself.

"Okay, then I'll come back to you in a few days!"

Zuo Hong is not hypocritical, he believes that Liu Wuxie can handle tomorrow's affairs, because he also wants to see how many secrets he still has.

What Song Ling said doesn't seem like a lie. Could it be that Liu Wuxie's formation talent is really strong?

After sending Zuo Hong away, Li Shengsheng hadn't left yet, with a sad expression on his face, his legs were shaking at the thought of going to class [-] to withdraw from class tomorrow, class [-] was notoriously difficult.

"Brother Li, go back and rest first, I still have something to do."

Liu Wuxie didn't want to involve Li Shengsheng, Songling regarded him as his own brother, he couldn't just sit idly by.

Li Shengsheng wanted to say something, but Liu Wuxie stopped him and told him not to say anything. There are some things that need not be said, and both of them understand in their hearts.

We just met by chance, and Liu Wuxie is very grateful for what Li Shengsheng did today. He just fulfilled his task of recruiting students.

With a sigh, Li Shengsheng turned and left.

If Song Ling went back at this time, he must have been beaten by them, and he followed Liu Wuxie back to the house.

"What knowledge did you learn in class three?"

Quitting class tomorrow is not that simple, and a contest is inevitable. Liu Wuxie wants to learn more about the third class, solve the Songling matter as soon as possible, and enter Yanyang Cave to practice after receiving the reward.

In the past two days after joining Imperial Academy, there have been constant troubles. Liu Wuxie is a little annoyed, and she needs to improve her strength as soon as possible. Xue Pinzhi will fight back if she is beaten in the face, and Bai Qiong will also try to deal with him secretly.

It has only been five days since Song Ling joined the Imperial College, and he poured out all the knowledge learned in the third class.

"Just these things?"

After Songling finished speaking, Liu Wuxie frowned slightly. These are just superficial formations. Could it be that the way of formations in Imperial College is so backward.

The layout of the ten-mile long street, as well as the Xuanmen formation, are not low in level. There should be hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Imperial College.

Dizihao is just a junior student, so it's normal to touch some fur.