Douluo: Justice Under Fire

Tiandou Palace, in the back garden.

In the pavilion near the small lake, Ning Fengzhi was sitting in it, slowly sipping tea and waiting.

There were two maids standing nearby, smiling and looking intently.

As for Ning Ke, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing silently.

Ning Fengzhi didn't say much about this. Although it was not good to practice in someone else's mansion, he liked Ning Ke's spirit of racing against time.

Not long after, an extraordinary and handsome young man from a distance slowly walked over.

This person is none other than Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire.

Seeing Xue Qinghe's arrival, Ning Fengzhi quickly kicked Ning Ke who was practicing.

Ning Ke also opened his eyes, stood up quickly, and patted the dust on his body.

After a while, Xue Qinghe quickly came to Ning Fengzhi and bowed with great respect.

"Uncle Ning, you are here."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said: "Qinghe, how many times have I told you that you are the prince, so you don't need to be so respectful to me."

Xue Qinghe smiled and said: "How can that be done? Uncle Ning is an elder, Qinghe's teacher, and an important minister of the empire. If my father knows that I am disrespectful to you, I am afraid my legs will be broken."

After saying that, Xue Qinghe turned his attention to Ning Ke and asked, "Uncle Ning, who is this?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Qinghe, let me introduce you. He is my student Ning Ke, and he is also your junior brother."

"Senior brother?"

"That's right, Ning Ke is from the Qibao Glazed Sect and is a talented disciple of my sect."

"Oh? He's actually a young talent from the Qibao Glazed Sect? Nice to meet you."

Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to reach out to Ning Ke like a polite corporal.

A handshake is the simplest and most common etiquette among nobles on the Douluo Continent, but as the prince of the empire, he took the initiative to extend his hand. This also shows how kind-hearted Xue Qinghe is.

Ning Ke couldn't remain indifferent to the other party's gesture of goodwill, so he took the initiative to hold it.

Immediately, Ning Ke felt a soft soul power coming from Xue Qinghe's palm.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Qinghe's expression suddenly changed.

The soul power released by Xue Qinghe was specially used to explore the level of Ning Ke's soul power.

But as soon as his soul power entered Ning Ke's body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any ripples.

How is this going?

Two thoughts immediately came to Xue Qinghe's mind. One was that Ning Ke's soul power was higher than his own, and the other was that the other party had special means to resolve his own soul power.

But Ning Ke only looks eleven or twelve years old, how could he have higher soul power than his own?

Therefore Xue Qinghe prefers the latter.

Xue Qinghe's expression quickly returned to calm, and he smiled slightly and said: "Just now, Uncle Ning said that junior brother is a young genius. I still don't believe it. Now it seems that Qinghe is looking down on junior brother. Junior brother, please forgive me."

Ning Ke shook his head slightly and said humbly: "You don't dare to be considered a genius, Your Highness. To be considered a real genius, I think it must be His Highness the Crown Prince."

"What the hell." Xue Qinghe shook his head and said, "Junior brother calls me His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, which is a bit different. We are both Uncle Ning's students. Junior brother, why not just call me senior brother."

Ning Ke did as he was told and said, "Senior brother."

Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Ke, seemingly very satisfied, and suddenly praised: "When I was as old as my junior brother, I was still a young boy who didn't know anything... By the way, I don't know how much soul power my junior brother has now. Level?"

"Level 29."

Ning Ke blurted out and lied without hesitation.

Ning Ke actually knew that Xue Qinghe asked this question intentionally, but he would not tell the other party the truth easily.

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe said with a smile on his face: "Junior brother, he looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old, right? At such an age, his soul power can reach level 29, and he is already a genius among geniuses. When I was 12 years old, my soul power Just barely reached level 25."

Naturally, Ning Ke didn't believe Xue Qinghe's words, but he still complimented him: "No, I'm not good at socializing, so I can only concentrate on cultivation all day long. As a prince, senior brother has many affairs and a wide range of contacts, so the speed of cultivation is naturally delayed. .”

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe was silent for a while, seeming to be filled with emotion.

Ning Ke knew why the other party was feeling emotional.

Because the other party's true identity is not the real crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe, but Qian Renxue, the daughter of the Pope of the Wuhun Palace.

The reason why she disguised herself as Xue Qinghe was because she wanted to take the latter's position and control the entire Tiandou Empire.

Ning Ke was actually not optimistic about this undercover plan, and even did not dare to compliment it.

In fact, he always thought it was a bad plan.

Qian Renxue possesses a top-level angel martial soul, and her innate soul power reaches level [-]. She can be said to be a genius among geniuses.

As long as Wuhun Palace trains her as a pillar in the future and continuously supplies various training resources, then the worst achievement she can achieve in the future is to be titled Douluo.

If cultivated properly, it is even possible to become a god.

However, such a genius was sent to work as an undercover agent in the Tiandou Empire. He had to worry about concealing his identity every day, wasting time and training efficiency...

This kind of thing is just like Han Xin going to Liu Bang, but then Liu Bang took a twitch in the head and refused to let Han Xin become a general, but let Han Xin continue to work under Xiang Yu as an undercover agent.

Ruthless things!

As the saying goes, things cannot be used to their full potential and people cannot be used to their fullest potential. Wuhun Palace made such a decision, no wonder it was easily overturned by Tang San.

At this time, Xue Qinghe had restored his warm smile and looked at Ning Fengzhi.

"By the way, teacher, why did you come to see me this time?"

Ning Fengzhi didn't know Xue Qinghe's true identity at this time, and was still happy that Ning Ke and Xue Qinghe were getting along well.

After hearing what Xue Qinghe said, he immediately said: "There is indeed one thing. Our Qibao Glazed Sect wants to establish a college."

At this, Xue Qinghe was a little surprised and asked: "Teacher, do you want to start a college?"

"Yes." Ning Fengzhi nodded and added: "An academy that recruits civilian soul masters."

Xue Qinghe thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "Recruit civilians? Uncle Ning is indeed kind-hearted. I will mention this matter to my father."

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On the way back, Ning Ke looked helpless.

"So, teacher, if you ask me to come with you this time, will it have any effect? ​​Didn't you just finish it with just one sentence?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Of course I want you to get to know Qinghe. Qinghe is the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, and it will be very helpful for you to know him."

But this is completely unnecessary, because sooner or later we will face off against the Tiandou Empire.

Ning Ke muttered in his heart.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Ke and said in a deep voice: "Ke'er, since it was you who proposed the idea of ​​establishing the college, then you should be the dean."

"What do you mean? Teacher?"

Ning Fengzhi said: "Exercise your management skills."

Ning Fengzhi's decision really shocked Ning Ke.

However, this is a promising opportunity for him.