Chapter 109: Accepting Disciples

"Not convinced?" The smiling vice dean slowly walked to Ji Hongbin's side and looked at the students and said.

Lu Qianxun was looking at Lan Xuanyu with burning eyes at this time, in fact, the only one who really confronted Lan Xuanyu and the three of them head-on was the group he led.

Until this moment, he didn't fully understand what was going on.

He had clearly controlled the situation through the Golden Lion's Roar, but who was the girl who appeared in the Summoning Gate next? Also, what happened to Lan Xuanyu's dragon roar? The other students were surprised and puzzled because Lan Xuanyu's group won the championship, but Lu Qianxun was not like this, he was more jealous in his heart.

Because until this time, the blood veins in his body were still stirring, and it was a kind of agitation full of horror.

How strong is the golden bloodline brought to him by the Golden Lion King Martial Soul, from the beginning of cultivation to the present, in the past few years, he has always suppressed others in this regard, how could he have been suppressed by others? However, the facts are in front of him, and Lan Xuanyu's dragon groan turned the tide of the battle.

"You can go back and rest or cultivate on your own. Seeing that no one was silent, the vice president waved his hand. "Lan Xuanyu, you stay for a while. Ji Hongbin said.

Lan Xuanyu didn't know why he was left behind, in fact, he just wanted to hurry back to the dormitory now and test his soul power to see if it really improved as he felt in his feelings.

Liu Feng and Qian Lei both looked at him, and their eyes were full of excitement at this time.

This is a proper counterattack! Of course, this is what they have been looking forward to, but now that they have won the championship, they still have a feeling of disbelief.

They never imagined that their group would be able to defeat Lu Qianxun's group head-on.

There is no doubt that Lan Xuanyu is very important in this actual combat assessment, without him as the core, Qian Lei and Liu Feng are still the bottom two.

It was Lan Xuanyu who strung the three of them together that led to their strong rise.

The other students left, and the vice dean beckoned to Lan Xuanyu with a smile and said, "You come with me." Lan Xuanyu didn't know him, but it was obvious that among the teachers present, this one was the leader, and Lan Xuanyu could still see this, so he hurriedly stepped forward. Ji Hongbin also walked out beside the vice president.

"What are you doing?" The vice dean looked at him angrily. Ji Hongbin said coldly: "Supervise, save you from teaching the child badly." "Old Ji, is there something wrong with you?" The vice dean was furious, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Ji Hongbin said: "Are you still planning to teach a demon king like you?" "Hmph!" The vice president's face changed, and he snorted, but he didn't refute it, and strode out. Lan Xuanyu felt a little inexplicable, what was the situation? Who is this? Looking at what Teacher Ji meant, why didn't it seem to be very reliable? The short and fat vice dean walked in front, Ji Hongbin walked side by side with him, and Lan Xuanyu followed honestly behind.

The three of them took the elevator all the way to the top floor of the main teaching building of the college. The vice dean led them into a spacious office.

The whole office is at least 200 square meters, with not only sofas, desks and bookcases, but also some delicate plants, especially bookcases. Nowadays, with the development of soul guide technology, paper books have become a rare item.

Clearly, the vice president has a soft spot for these paper books. The paper books that can be preserved to the present day can be described as "cultural relics", and they are absolutely valuable.

The vice president glanced at Ji Hongbin: "Do you want to listen all the time?" Ji Hongbin walked unceremoniously to the sofa and sat down, ignoring him.

The vice president crossed his hands on his hips, as if he was about to have a seizure, but in the end he endured it and beckoned to Lan Xuanyu: "Come, boy, come to me." ”

Lan Xuanyu walked over honestly.

The vice president's height is about 1.7 meters, his weight is 200 pounds, and his body is bloated, but his small eyes are always smiling, giving people a kind feeling.

"Tell me, how did you come up with that tactic in the labyrinth today?" asked the vice dean lightly.

Lan Xuanyu said: "I just think that in the labyrinth, no one knows what will happen." We are not familiar with the maze, and we don't know if we will meet many classmates at the same time. Since this is an assessment, the teachers should not let us find other students at all, and it will even be easier to find. Then we might as well just wait for our work, and if we wait for the other students to play almost before going out, we will naturally have a greater chance of winning. ”

The vice president nodded with satisfaction: "Tactical opponent, use your brain, not bad." Can your martial soul increase Qian Lei and Liu Feng?"

Lan Xuanyu nodded and said, "It seems like this." Still, teacher, I don't know what that last roar was about. It seemed to be oppressed by the roar of the golden lion of the squad leader, and it was very uncomfortable, and then he cried out. The vice dean nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly: "This should be the natural reaction of the bloodline, unwilling to be suppressed."

In other words, your bloodline should be above Lu Qianxun.

"Strategy and strength are equally important. I didn't expect the one with the lowest soul power level to surprise me. In fact, strength can be cultivated, but spirituality is difficult to exercise. I like your spirituality very much, do you want to apprentice?"

"Huh?" Lan Xuanyu was stunned, although he was young, he also knew what it meant to be apprenticed.

In the soul master world, he is definitely a teacher for one day and a father for life. Even with the development of technology now, this tradition has not changed.

A master is not the same as a teacher, and what a master brings to his disciples is not only teaching, but also inheritance and love.

Lan Xuanyu subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Hongbin, who was still expressionless as he sat there.

"But, I, I already have a Master. Lan Xuanyu said. The fat teacher in front of him, he really doesn't know it!

How can you just be so reckless?" Do you have a master, teach you soul skills, ancient martial arts, and combat skills?" The vice dean raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ji Hongbin next to him.

He naturally thought that the master Lan Xuanyu was talking about was Ji Hongbin.

Ji Hongbin's expression was still calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you have a master, I'm not trying to teach you things about soul masters. Didn't you take the course of battleship piloting? I can teach you this, and be your master in this area. The vice dean said with a smile.

"Huh, you can pilot a battleship?" Lan Xuanyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

The vice president said, "You don't understand this, right?" Battleship piloting is never a one-man affair. On the battleship, there was a large crew, and everyone had their own duties. Different responsibilities have different specific things to do. But there must always be a co-ordinator who gives the order to control an entire battleship, or even a fleet. What I can teach you is this, how to navigate the universe. Are you interested?" Lan Xuanyu nodded repeatedly: "

Interested, I have been particularly fond of battleships since I was a child. Teacher, teach me. ”

The vice president smiled slightly, glanced at Ji Hongbin next to him with some pride, and then said, "Apprentice." ”

Lan Xuanyu found that he was looking at Teacher Ji, and turned his head to look at Ji Hongbin.

Ji Hongbin no longer had no reaction this time, but nodded silently to Lan Xuanyu.

I don't know why, seeing this Teacher Ji nodding, Lan Xuanyu subconsciously felt a sense of trust in his heart.

What's more, he was just a child, but now that he has the opportunity to learn his favorite things, he didn't think much about it, and bowed respectfully: "Master, please accept me as a disciple." ”