Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

"Director, do you want me to go up on stage and meet that guy?" said the bald-headed cultivator with short stubble, crossing his arms.

Shan Zhen thought about it again and again, patted a student beside him and said, "Don't worry, mechanic, Liaoye, you go."

A blazing red light flew onto the stage.

"Fourth grade, Chi Liaoye, ninth level."

The man had a defiant look on his face, with a sharp edge in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. His hair was about the length of a palm, just hanging down to his neck, with a lock of red hair in the middle, showing off wildly.

He raised his chin and said to Xiao Lin: "You can beat Yang Yun, but it doesn't mean anything, because he is a waste."

After hearing the arrogant speech, Qi Wu Yue tilted his head to look over, "Where does this rank?"

Luo Huangji took a look while cracking melon seeds, and said without thinking, "Fifth."

"Oh——" Qi Wu Yue dragged out a meaningful ending sound and then expressed his opinion.

"So, among these ten people, the shorter their hair, the stronger they are?"

"That's true." Luo Huangji responded with a smile, not afraid of offending anyone at all.

The challenge stage and the trial stage were originally close to each other, especially Qi Wu Yue's position was at the edge of the circular stage, and his voice was not concealed at all.

Chi Liaoye, who heard every word clearly, looked grim instantly.

Qi Wu Yue was surprised: "Why is his face so dark? Does he regret not shaving his head?"

Luo Huangji and Xiao Lin were trying hard to hold back their laughter.

The former is a teacher and does not want to discourage students.

The latter was stood up by someone, and a smile was already overflowing from his eyes.

"Tsk, you're still glaring at me."

"Come up and have a sparring match?" Qi Wu Yue hooked his finger and challenged with a smile.

Chi Liaoye was filled with anger and his reason was about to run away from home.

"Calm down, don't get provoked!"

"Look at that white snake, it's at the Sealing Spirit Stage. If it really goes there, it can cripple you with just one blow from its tail!"

Seeing that Chi Liaoye's face looked strange, the fourth-year students below hurriedly spoke up, fearing that he might lose his mind after being criticized.

Chi Liaoye suddenly woke up and looked at the white-scaled poisonous snake with vigilance.

The latter curled up its tail and imitated Qi Wu Yue's movements, hooking and shaking the tip of its long, thin tail as if to say hello, showing an eager welcome.

The upper body of the snake was raised high, and under the densely arranged, bright white jade-like scales on its abdomen, there were rare and messy scratches of varying lengths on the flat frustum.

These are all traces left by the white-scaled snake when it swung its tail to attack.

Chi Liaoye's face suddenly turned pale.

The material of the challenge platform is second to none in terms of toughness. It has remained intact for thousands of years, but now there are traces of it.

After witnessing the fifth grader's expression change from anger to horror, Qi Wu Yue felt a little sorry.

It seems that verbal provocation is useless, but he still did not forget to end it in the end: "Oh, you dare not, it's too late to shave your head now."

Chi Liaoye was so angry at this mild provocation that his neck turned red and his knuckles cracked. He suddenly turned his head away, condensed a fireball in his palm, and quickly engaged in a battle with Xiao Lin to avoid being despised and ridiculed again.

Qi Wu Yue took a leisurely look at him. The quality of this man's flame was far from the strange fire and was much worse than the Phoenix True Fire. He would definitely lose.

He didn't pay much attention to the battle. He knocked on the small table, raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Huangji and said, "What are the two pieces of news you want to tell me?"

"Do you know about the Qingyu Secret Realm?" Luo Huangji stopped eating melon seeds and said without hesitation, "It will be opened in seven days."

"I don't know, I've never heard of it." Qi Wu Yue said truthfully.

Luo Huangji paused for a moment and gave a brief explanation: "The Jade Secret Realm is one of the private properties of the academy. It's normal that you don't know about it. The Jade Secret Realm has restrictions on the cultivation level of those entering. Only cultivators below the Condensation Vein Stage can enter."

"It was a corner of space that was split off by a half-step immortal in the ancient battlefield. After being renovated by the academy, it became the current Qingyu Secret Realm."

"The resources inside are quite considerable, and more importantly, there are many inheritances from ancient ancestors."

As he spoke, Luo Huangji glanced around and said playfully, "Although you can't get in, your senior brother still meets the requirements."

"To put it bluntly, inheritance is just a few remnant souls' consciousness. If you do some preparation in advance and cater to their preferences... you can even coax some ancestors who died long ago... to give you all the coffins you know."

Not realizing how shameful it was to set his sights on the coffins of other people's ancestors, Teacher Luo gave him a look that said "you know".

Qi Wu Yue's eyes were subtle: You have lost your conscience to the extreme.

Not to mention just a corner of the ancient battlefield, Qi Wu Yue had also been to the real ancient battlefield.

But it's too dangerous. I think most of the crises in this corner of the Qingyu Secret Realm have been eliminated in advance, which is perfect for Xiao Lin.

As for the limitations on cultivation, it's not completely impossible to find a way around it.

Qi Wu Yue thought so and nodded perfunctorily, "What about the other one?"

"In half a year, there will be a competition for promotion from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard. You must participate and do your best."

After Luo Huangji finished this incoherent sentence, he spread his hands and said, "I can only reveal this much for now."

Qi Wu Yue nodded nonchalantly.

Half a year is still a long time, so we should first think of a way to solve the problem of entering the secret realm after seven days.

Luo Huangji didn't have breakfast, so he ate several pieces of soft and glutinous pastries with the bitter tea to fill his stomach.

Qi Wu Yue’s tea is naturally the top-grade fairy tea.

But Luo Huangji obviously didn't know how to cook that thing. The Yunshanwuyu, which was worth a fortune, made it so bitter and astringent that no one cared about it.

While the fight was going on fiercely on the stage, some students in the audience held small stools and chatted animatedly.

"I attended every match of the ten-day competition, but I didn't see anyone using a yellow-level magic weapon. The highest level was only a high-level magic weapon. Obviously, there are many children from big families in the academy."

"With the current level of cultivation of students who have not reached the stage of condensing meridians, it is impossible for them to control a yellow-grade magic weapon. It consumes too much spiritual energy. After a few attacks, the spiritual energy in the students' bodies will be drained. Not only will they not be able to exert their full strength, but they will also be exhausted. It will be a waste."

"I see."

"But if one's cultivation breaks through the Vein Condensation Stage, it would be better to use the special weapon control technique in conjunction with the spirit stone, and be able to unleash 80% of the attack power of the magic weapon."

"However, this method doesn't use much spiritual energy, but it consumes too much spiritual stones."

"This is just a show of skill from a prodigal son. I don't recommend this to people who don't have a mine at home."

Kong Liu, who had just arrived and was waving the yellow-level magic weapon, the gold foil fan, in his hand, attracted a lot of curious and inquisitive looks.

He slammed the fan shut and put it behind his waist, then said arrogantly, "What are you looking at? I don't lack spiritual stones at home."

As he said this, he pushed through the crowd and moved towards the challenge stage.

Let’s go see the beauty.

I have to say, Qi Wu Yue's face is really eye-catching.

The people gathered in front of the challenge stage were staring at it, and the competition became a secondary concern.

The white-scaled poisonous snake had cold eyes that shone blood red, and its two-meter-long tail swung out swiftly.

A bright white light flashed by.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Everyone in the circle was slapped in the face one by one, and the sound of slapping continued.