Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

As Ye Xiang unlocked higher and higher levels and eliminated more and more people, the trial monitor realized that something was wrong.

But there is no other way, Ye thinks this guy is simply too high in the same grade.

Soon, everyone looked at each other helplessly, and the interrogator had no choice but to admit defeat.

Ye Xiang sighed slightly, watching the golden long sword in his hand disappear, it was really not enough to fight.

After exiting the mechanical puppet link glasses, Ye Xiang opened his eyes, and there was loud applause in the classroom.

Everyone was still familiar with the rules of the game, but in the end they kept hearing news that Ye Xiang killed the trial student.

Especially the back, almost never stopped.

However, seeing the trial students admit defeat, they have no idea what happened.

Xu Mengmeng looked at Ye Xiang in a daze. She never expected that he would progress to this level in just one semester. He deserves to be a member of the killing team.

However, she also realized that most of the mock assessments in the future would have nothing to do with Ye Xiang.

It is indeed a bit of a bully, and the teacher of the Judgment Academy has applied for a review.

The reason is that Guangye eliminated more than 20 people by himself, and did not reflect the teamwork and other assessment issues at all.

But the re-examination was quickly rejected, because everyone was on the same starting line, Ye Xiang did not cheat, and the results were valid.

It's just that Ye Xiang didn't know about these things. After the final assessment, he got up and left his seat, planning to go to the gravity room to practice.

But at this moment Xu Mengmeng came up and called Ye Xiang to stop.

"Wait a minute, classmate Ye Xiang."

Ye Xiang turned around with some doubts and looked at her.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

After thinking for a while, Xu Mengmeng still said: "Your current level is already 38, you must know that the current senior level is generally only around 42 level, here I can help you apply to jump to the junior level, do you need it?" ?”

Ye Xiang's situation is very special. No one has ever joined the beheading reserve team in his freshman year, and his level has improved too quickly.

But after all, he has been on the battlefield, and with the help of the blood spirit, it is normal to make rapid progress.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Wei, Song Ya, Feng Miaoquan and the others suddenly appeared in his sight.

Seems to have figured it out, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Teacher, it's really not necessary. Even if I jump to the junior stage now, what about next year? Do I have to jump again? I believe no one can catch up with me, so just let it be and let nature take its course."

Xu Mengmeng understood what Ye Xiang meant and nodded. It was true that she was thinking too much.

"Well, that's fine too. Classmate Ye Xiang, you still need to be careful when going to the battlefield." Xu Mengmeng reminded.

No matter how strong Ye Xiang is, she is his teacher at present.

Ye Xiang nodded, his eyes fell on Xu Mengmeng's right eye.

Thinking of something, he couldn't help asking: "Teacher, are your eyes blinded by the curse of the Hitomima Throne?"

Xu Mengmeng shook her head, "If it's the curse of the throne, then what you see now is not the teacher, but the curse of a level 60 prison pupil king. In fact, it's okay to lose one eye. After half a year, I've gotten used to it." gone."

"Ah."

Ye wanted to nod.

A few days later, the semester ended completely, and almost half of the students left the school.

The winter vacation is close to more than a month, and many people are discussing where to go after the Chinese New Year.

Ye Xiang and Shen Youwei left the school together, and many people saw it, and they couldn't help being amazed.

A member of the beheading reserve team, and a school belle of the holy chime.

The most important thing is that there is actually an ace fighter jet from the White Tiger Army to pick them up. This card is simply amazing!

Ye Xiang didn't expect this to happen, the member of the White Tiger looked at him and said with a smile: "Comrade Ye Xiang, I have received an order to escort you back to Ningchuan."

Chen Wanyan in the distance looked at his family's special car to pick him up, and then glanced at the White Tiger fighter jet in the distance, and his desire to join the beheading reserve team increased in his heart.

I am still far behind.

Picked up by the White Tiger fighter jets, they traveled nearly a thousand kilometers and arrived in Ningchuan in just over half an hour.

The roar of the fighter jets attracted the attention of the surrounding residents.

When they saw the young man in the long-haired green shirt and Shen Youwei in the school uniform of the holy chime, the residents immediately looked envious.

The Shen family's luck is really good, the two children are so outstanding, they didn't expect to be picked up by the school's special plane now.

The expression of the man who knew the ace troop changed even more. The fighter jets of the ace White Tiger troop picked him up. It seemed that the news that Ye Xiang became the beheading reserve team was actually true?

Simply too young!

"Comrade Ye Xiang, I'm going back, that... the mascot of the killing team will probably return to China with the team this afternoon." The member of the White Tiger looked at Ye Xiang and said.

He really didn't know what to say about that wild boar with fangs.

"Well, I see, thank you." Ye Xiang nodded.

"You're welcome."

After the members of the White Tiger saluted, they turned and left.

Shen's father and Shen's mother, who had heard the movement a long time ago, walked out and saw the two children, they were extremely relieved and happy.

Especially Ye Xiang, in the past six months, this kid doesn't know how many times he has been on the news and TV!

"Mom! I want braised fish! Spicy tofu! Spicy chicken! And more! And more!"

As soon as Shen Youwei came home, the child's temper surged up, and she shouted quickly.

Ye Xiang came up and nodded, "Uncle and aunt."

Mother Shen looked at Ye Xiang, who was much more energetic than before, and nodded in satisfaction, "Well, I've grown up."

Shen Tianyang raised his hand and patted Ye Xiang's shoulder vigorously, "Okay, come in and eat. Yesterday, Youwei said that when you come back today, you have already prepared a table full of dishes!"

After the two of them entered the room, they saw a table full of delicacies at a glance.

No matter how long you come back, the taste of home will never change.

The two children are getting better and better, Shen's father and Shen's mother can't help but smile at each other, the more they look at each other, the more satisfied they are.

However, the careful mother Shen seemed to have noticed something. Although the two children seemed as friendly as ever, there seemed to be some gaps between them.

But the two children are so old, she can't care too much.

After lunch, Ye Xiang took out the Jiuyang Huidan, handed it to Shen Tianyang's table and said, "Uncle, this pill can restore your right hand meridian problem."

Shen Tianyang couldn't help being taken aback, he didn't doubt what Ye wanted to say, so he looked at the elixir in front of him, his eyes were a little shocked.

"really?"

He looked at his right hand, even when he went to the capital, many top doctors said they were helpless, so Shen Tianyang had given up any hope for so many years.

The result is so sudden, can it be recovered?

"Well, it's ok, but it hurts a little." Ye Xiang reminded.

Although he has never used Jiuyang Huidan, but through the effect of the medicine to destroy and reshape the medicine effect, he knows without thinking, it must be very painful.