Dream Picking Records

At the foot of the mountain, most of the elders of the academy had arrived. Except for those who were out for some business or in seclusion, they were basically here. On one side was a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys with white heads, and on the other side was a well-trained army with iron cavalry and great momentum. The young students were inevitably timid when they saw this scene, but fortunately the elders around them comforted them.

In the army formation, a middle-aged man wearing armor and riding on a tamed beast stood out from the crowd. Next to him was the young man in gorgeous clothes, named Zhao Qifeng, and two men in black robes were kneeling at his feet.

The middle-aged man waved his hand to signal someone behind him to come up and pass on the message.

"I am the deputy general of Zhao Qikuang, the Lord of Pingshan City. I am here to disturb you today because a student from your academy stole the key of my young master and killed a subordinate. The circumstances are too bad. Please allow my men to go in and search for the person who stole the Lord's key and killed my subordinate."

The high-pitched voice echoed in everyone's ears under the blessing of spiritual power. Fortunately, this was just a technique for transmitting sound. If it was offensive, a person with a low level of spiritual power would lose consciousness at best, or even collapse and become demented at worst.

"Humph! What kind of servant is worthy of the city lord to personally visit our academy?"

Hengjun arrived at the front of the battle and snorted coldly, causing the army to fall to the ground. He was very angry. The other party found an excuse to bring the army to question him. What did they think of Yunshan Academy?

The deputy general used his spiritual power to calm the frightened people in the front row, but when he saw the other party's tough attitude, he immediately became angry and no longer concealed his hypocritical face.

"I advise you to be self-aware and let us search, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what? You send your army here to threaten us, what do you mean?" Hengjun put his hands behind his back, neither humble nor arrogant, then glared at him: "Do you want to start a war?"

"You..." The deputy general was about to speak when the middle-aged man behind him stretched out his hand to stop him.

"My son said that one of your students stole his key and killed one of his important subordinates. That's enough." Zhao Qikuang said calmly. The generals behind him seemed to have received an order and ordered the soldiers to form a battle formation. They were immediately filled with murderous intent. They were indeed a battle-hardened army, but now they were targeting their own people.

The atmosphere became tense, and Hengjun, Yang Qian, and an unknown elder came to the front of the formation to release their spiritual energy to resist the enemy's pressure and morale. The three of them were at a relatively high level in the academy, reaching above the Concentration Realm, and the eighth or ninth level of Return to Origin.

Zhao Qikuang gave a look behind him, and three of his generals walked out and confronted him.

Seeing that the other party was about to start a fight, Wang Xiao, who was in the back, decided to take responsibility for his own actions and not let himself implicate the academy. He jumped in front of the three elders.

Seeing Wang Xiao walk out, the two men in black robes immediately pointed at him and shouted with trembling throats: "Young Master, it was he who injured the third brother and ruined our good deeds."

Zhao Qifeng stood up upon hearing that, walked slowly to the front, and looked at Wang Xiao with an amused expression.

“Will you kneel down on your own or will we fight over and kill them all before taking you away?” Although the words were light, they struck directly into the hearts of the people from the academy, and many people began to whisper.

Wang Xiao bowed to the three elders.

"Thank you, elders. This incident started with me, and it should end with me. You can't let blood flow because of me."

Then he turned to look at Zhao Qifeng and said calmly, "I didn't take the so-called key, nor did I kill your servants. Everything I did was for my own pleasure."

Zhao Qifeng looked indifferent and called the two men in black robes over and stepped on them, meaning that everything was an excuse and he just wanted you to die.

"Wang Xiao, as long as you are in our academy, you are our student. Our Yunshan Academy is not afraid of any deliberately provoked disputes, and we will never allow anyone to harm our students on trumped-up charges." Junheng pulled Wang Xiao and said loudly.

Ye Xiao and Xia Qingling also came closer and looked at him worriedly.

"I'll give you a chance. Fight with me. Just let it go if you win. How about that?" Zhao Qifeng looked at Wang Xiao and saw that he had just broken through the Concentration Realm. With his cultivation level of the second level of Concentration Realm, he could definitely kill him.

Hengjun and Wang Xiao had never expected that the other party would give them such an opportunity. This time, Hengjun did not stop them and happily let go.

"It seems you are very confident." Zhao Qifeng looked at Wang Xiao who was walking slowly towards him and felt unhappy.

“For those who practice Taoism, self-confidence is the most basic.” Wang Xiao chuckled.

"Hmph, I'll make you cry and beg me later!" He took the initiative after saying that.

"The fish leaps into a dragon!" The spiritual energy condensed into a huge green monster fish, which flipped in the air and swooped down on Wang Xiao.

His cultivation level of the second level of concentration is definitely outstanding among his peers in the academy in recent years. Only this year have a few geniuses at a high level arrived.

Of course, Wang Xiao is a freak of a low level.

There were sharp blades on both sides of the strange fish, which slid towards Wang Xiao's throat.

Wang Xiao raised his hand to block, and a piece of armor emerged, perfectly covering the part that needed defense.

"You don't know your own limitations." Seeing Wang Xiao's behavior, Zhao Qifeng was already looking forward to the scene of his arm being cut off.

To his disappointment, his attack only left a scratch on the armor. After the attack failed, the sharp fin on the other side of the strange fish quickly made up for it, and then its tail turned into a whip and lashed at Wang Xiao's back unexpectedly. The armor that was condensed in a hurry was broken, and although he did not suffer serious injuries, he was still knocked away.

Wang Xiao pulled out a pair of spiritual wings from his back to stabilize his body in the air, and instead of retreating, he advanced. The spiritual energy rushed to his fists, and he roared like a tiger, fighting fiercely with the strange fish.

"Flying by controlling the air? No, he is actually flying by relying on the wings condensed by the Wanhuaxing Fist." Yang Qian exclaimed.

"This kid has some ideas, but this also requires a certain level of use of spiritual energy."

Zhao Qifeng was really shocked when he saw Wang Xiao flying in the sky, and the shock turned into jealousy. From childhood to adulthood, there was no one in Pingshan City who could match his talent. In addition, he had a father who doted on him, the city lord, so no one could disobey him, and he would destroy anyone he didn't like.

Gradually, the jealousy in his eyes became more intense, and he tried his best to send spiritual energy to the strange fish.

The battle between the man and the beast in the air became more intense, and Wang Xiao's clothes had several smooth cuts. The fish fins that the strange fish was proud of were broken by the punches. Wang Xiao seized the opportunity and punched through the head of the strange fish, risking a whip from the tail. The strange fish turned into spiritual energy and dissipated. Zhao Qifeng was hit back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

“Old Yang, look at why this kid’s spiritual power is so condensed, and his use of spiritual energy is far beyond that of ordinary people in the state of concentration.” Seeing that Wang Xiao had the upper hand, Junheng happily hugged Yang Qian’s neck.

Zhao Qikuang was calm at first, waiting for his son to establish his authority in front of his tribe, but when he saw Wang Xiao injured, his heart ached and he stared at Wang Xiao intently. He had always spoiled his beloved son and he was reluctant to hit him, but now someone had injured him in front of him. No matter what the result was, Wang Xiao was on his death list.

"The second level of concentration is just like this."

Wang Xiao became more and more excited as the battle went on.

"Impossible! I am the young master of Pingshan City, I will not lose!"

"Nothing is impossible. The only reason you can get to where you are today is because of your father."

"You fart!"

Zhao Qifeng covered his chest and looked at the blood on his hands in disbelief. After more than a decade of arrogance, he became even crazier. He showed his second-level concentration and worked hard to circulate his spiritual power.

"Baichuan Prison!"

Without warning, the spiritual energy around Wang Xiao gathered into a prison like water, instantly locking him up, and the space kept shrinking, restricting his range of movement. Zhao Qifeng's face turned pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Xiao being restrained. He took out a pill to restore his spiritual energy to maintain the water prison.

Wang Xiao in the water prison did not panic. He took out Frost and slashed with the sword. The flowing water prison was briefly broken but not enough for him to escape.

After a brief thought, Wang Xiao once again cut through the water prison, using the characteristics of frost to temporarily freeze the gap, and with a loud roar, the spiritual attack was directed directly at Zhao Qifeng from the gap. The sudden roar made his spirit feel as if it was pierced by thousands of silver needles. He struggled in pain, holding his head, and the water prison lost control and dissipated like foam.

When Zhao Qifeng regained consciousness, the frost was already against his neck, and he was so frightened that he lost his former pride and dared not move.

Ye Xiao and the others breathed a sigh of relief, while Xia Qingling jumped for joy.

"Boy, let go of Feng'er, or I will flatten your academy immediately!" Zhao Qikuang jumped from the ferocious beast and came in front of Wang Xiao.

"You order the troops to retreat first, otherwise..." As he spoke, a trace of blood seeped out of Zhao Qifeng's neck and solidified into ice.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, you stop first!" Zhao Qikuang quickly agreed and turned around to order the army to retreat.

"And..." Wang Xiao looked at Zhao Qifeng and pointed at everyone nearby.

"Tell them whether I stole your things or killed your subordinates."

Zhao Qifeng was so frightened that his legs were shaking and his lips and teeth were quivering.

"No, no, I framed you because I was dizzy!"

Seeing the army withdraw, Wang Xiao looked at Zhao Qikuang and said, "You retreat first, and then I will let him go."

Seeing this, Zhao Qikuang had no choice but to compromise and turned back a mile away. He secretly gathered his spiritual energy and stared at Wang Xiao fiercely.

After Wang Xiao felt safe enough, he put away Frost and picked up Zhao Qifeng and threw him directly. As he turned and retreated, a thick spiritual energy fell from the sky, and it continued to expand in Wang Xiao's pupils. This attack was unavoidable, and the three elders nearby had no time to react.

"roll!"

A roar of anger came from deep inside the academy, and the thunderbolt in the clear sky suddenly disappeared. Zhao Qikuang, who was secretly proud of himself, was stunned, bleeding from all seven orifices, and collapsed to the ground. Seeing the city lord's father like this, Zhao Qifeng was so scared that he peed and pissed, and carried him back.

Wang Xiao bowed towards the depths of the academy, and Ye Xiao and Xia Qingling hurried forward to show concern.

It was not a good feeling to survive a catastrophe. Wang Xiao was careful enough, but he still underestimated the strength of the city lord. However, the city lord was seriously injured with just a scolding. The strength of the dean was really unfathomable.

The elders of the academy had not seen the dean take action for many years, and they were as stunned as the students. After they reacted, they were very glad and proud of it.

After the end, a group of people returned to the academy, and Ling Xu came over to greet them: "Well done, you are a man."

That night, Ye Xiao personally cooked a good meal for Wang Xiao.

"Sister Ye's cooking is really good. I haven't tasted it for a long time. I'm dying of greed." Wang Xiao quickly cleared the dishes. Xia Qingling only moved her chopsticks twice and grumbled in anger. Fortunately, Ye Xiao promised to make a special meal for her next time.