Aura Recovery: Activate the Sacrifice System at the beginning

And Chang Yi also rushed to the empty space like him.

Looking at the empty practice room, Chang Yi frowned.

"Brother Hao, this is too watery!"

He shook his head again and again.

Not seen for a month.

The tacit understanding will indeed disappear.

Taking out his personal terminal, Chang Yi thought about it and sent Yang Yiming a message.

"Teacher Yang, have you eaten yet?"

A familiar tone came from the opposite side, "If you have anything to ask, just ask!"

"Um... I want to know where the junior is now?"

"..."

After a while, Chang Yi rushed to Yanwu Square.

On the other side of Yanwu Square, a group of people were clanging and sparks were flying.

Spiritual power and martial arts confronted each other, appearing like a rainbow.

The arena was full of sword and sword spirit, and the shadows of sticks and whips filled the sky.

However, it was ordinary junior students who were doing the work.

Those who were on the list did not fight each other rashly.

The current progress in the arena is still in a state of talking trash to each other.

Yang Yiming watched their competition and nodded from time to time.

He has no class today, so he just came over to have a look.

Suddenly, the prompt sounded on the personal terminal, and he picked it up to have a look.

"Ok?"

Old Liu beside him handed over a handful of melon seeds, and asked, "Whose's?"

Yang Yiming shook his head and refused, while answering.

"Chang Yi."

Then he connected and hung up after talking for a while.

Lao Liu also heard the conversation between the two.

Puzzled: "Why did he ask you about your junior year? Shouldn't he be with Mr. Qian now, taking classes?"

Yang Yiming had no idea either.

There is still a little taste in my heart.

After all, Chang Yi skipped a grade to sophomore year after all.

Last time, I originally said that I would settle accounts with him after the mission of the academy was over.

However, the other party followed Xing Tiejun and left for a month.

How can I care about it at this moment.

Lao Liu saw his thoughts and said with a smile:
"Mr. Qian is a great master. With him teaching that kid, he can improve faster. You should be happy."

Yang Yiming nodded when he heard the words, and let out a light breath.

Speaking of it, Chang Yi only listened to one of his classes, and it is indeed better to have money and always take it with you.

At least Mr. Qian can give him a few more lessons.

Seeing that his mood returned to normal, Lao Liu stuffed him with a handful of melon seeds again.

"Don't keep thinking about it, or the more you think about it, the more reluctant you will be."

"It's rare that you and I don't have class today, let's just watch these little guys do things with peace of mind!"

Yang Yiming was helpless, and then they knocked together.

"Boom! Bang!"

Just had a little leisurely time.

A pile of large watermelons suddenly appeared on the table, and the plates on the table were rattled.

The two looked back.

"Old Qian?"

Yang Yiming made a sound in surprise.

After Qian Yanli nodded to him, he began to cut melons. The teachers who followed behind him were not polite, and each of them held out a piece of melon.

This move stunned Yang Yiming and Lao Liu.

At this point, they both have classes in the sophomore year, right?

How come here...?
Qian Yanli cut up the melon and offered to hand a piece to Yang Yiming.

After Yang Yiming took it in a daze, he asked:
"Xiao Yang, that kid Chang Yi was in your class before, right?"

Yang Yiming nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Qian!"

Qian Yanli smacked his lips, took a bite of melon and continued, "Then...how many lessons did he listen to you in total?"

Not quite understanding what this person meant, Yang Yiming replied honestly:

"It's just one class, and I only listened to half of it, but..."

Having said that, he looked at Qian Yanli with a hearty smile and said:

"A talented student like Chang Yi will definitely shine in the entire Federation in the future and become the master of the Tianbang."

"I am a teacher in the spirit realm, even if I teach him half a class, it is considered an honor."

After Yang Yiming finished speaking, he felt relaxed.

The melon in his hand looked extra delicious, so he lowered his head and was about to take a bite.

"Wait!"

Qian Yanli raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Did you really teach him half a class?"

"Yup!"

Hearing his confirmation, the corners of Qian Yanli's mouth twitched suddenly.

Uncle, I am a grand master and haven't even attended half a class!

With that kid's current strength, he will have no chance in the future.

So with a click, he broke the melon in Yang Yiming's hand in half.

"Mr. Qian... this is you?"

Qian Yanli hummed twice in his heart, turned his head and replied, "You are a swordsman, you should keep your skin dry and drink less water."

Yang Yiming was in a mess all of a sudden.

A group of people just eat melons while watching the juniors compete with each other.

The act of eating melons with so many people gathered together naturally aroused the confusion of the junior teachers who presided over the martial arts performance.

A teacher who just came over from the Federal Institute immediately walked over.

His name was Wu Xian, and his face was a little cloudy and uncertain.

"Qian Yanli, what do you mean?"

"Students are just fighting normally. Are you targeting them or us?"

Qian Yanli and the others had strange expressions.

That's exactly what they're doing.

But, why explain it to him!
It's just right that the other party misunderstood.

Chang Yi's previous arrogant behavior woke him up.

These people, whether students or teachers.

Almost all of them are on the side of the Federal Institute, and they have acquired bad habits.

This time, the students can pinch each other so quickly.

There are not a few teachers behind me who poked and instructed secretly, they didn't believe it.

Qian Yanli smiled and called all the teachers of the junior year over.

Prepare to discuss friendly exchanges between teachers.

"Look at Mr. Qian."

Just after passing the code with a few colleagues, someone found that Chang Yi had come.

Spot their unusual behavior.

Wu Xian also looked over.

"a student?"

Just thinking about whether this person is a sophomore or a junior.

Chang Yi suddenly shouted loudly.

"You're from the Federal University in junior year, roll over and get beaten right away!"

As soon as the words came out, Yanwu Square fell silent.

The teachers are not so surprised that Qian Yanli and this wave of people have raised their base.

The students were all speechless.

The top players on both sides stopped their trash talk tactics.

Chang Yi's unscrupulous drinking made their scolding battle seem like a child's play.

Someone stared at Chang Yi and looked back and forth, then turned around with a smile.

"Brother Sun, who is this from your Institute of Warfare? I haven't seen it on the list of people?"

"Since we have decided to start a fight, what's the matter with sending a stunned young man?"

As he spoke, the man drew out a long knife, flicked the sharp edge, and walked towards Chang Yi step by step.

He looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and he shook his head and contemptuously from behind.

"It doesn't matter, even if he is a bastard, it's still a jackpot!"

"Wang Hou, be careful!"

Hearing someone reminding himself suddenly, the prince was taken aback.

then!

"What the hell?"

After Chang Yi casually knocked people unconscious, he casually stepped on them.

Let's stare at the group of people from the Federal Institute and shout:

"Come to the personal list, don't use this kind of rubbish to perfuse your uncle Chang!"