Qing Ming left Bei Xiaobao and the others and wandered around the school market alone.

It has become a small world, and the people who come here to set up stalls are not only students, but also teachers. The humanoid shape here**, you think that the old man who buys herbs is not good, but you don't know that he is an elder or teacher in the pharmacy department.

All in all, the people who can appear in the Shengyuan Academy are not ordinary people, and Qing Ming is still self-aware of this.

Qing Ming wandered around for most of the day and didn't find what he wanted, and just as he was about to leave, a figure not far in front of him suddenly came into view.

The man was wearing a long ochre red dress, and at this time she was putting her hands on her waist, crooked her neck and glaring at the old man in the stall in front of her.

The old man also looked helpless, he didn't want to do this girl's business, but he was afraid of her and didn't dare to say it.

The people around them all cast sympathetic glances at the stall owner, and at the same time, they looked at the girl with dodgy eyes, afraid that the girl would find them.

Obviously, the girl has established an invisible "prestige" in the hearts of everyone.

"It's her!" Qing Ming muttered.

He remembered something, and took out a bronze token from his body, the token was surrounded by flame patterns around its body, and the word "Chu" appeared in the center of the token.

This token was Chu Yuequi who saved the Tianyan Empire in the Netherworld Sea of Suffering, and an old man named Shen Mo next to her gave it to him as a reward, saying that if there is any need in the future, as long as he goes to the Tianyan Empire and shows the token in his hand, they will definitely try to do it for him.

A series of things happened after that, and Qing Ming almost forgot that the token existed. But even if he remembered, the token was of little use to him, and he couldn't have traveled thousands of miles to the Tianyan Empire to get people to do errands.

Since this token is of little use to him, he might as well return it. Qing Ming thought so in his heart, and his footsteps were about to go in the direction where Chu Yuequi was.

Suddenly, a figure in the crowd rushed towards him.

It's Yuan San! Qing Ming frowned.

"Han Fei and the fourth brother were beaten!" Yuan San didn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him, and hurriedly pulled Qing Ming back.

"What's going on?" a chill appeared on Qing Ming's face.

"Let's talk as we go!" ......

It turned out that their group found a place in the school market, and a few of them set up stalls, and the business was good at first, and there were quite a few students who bought items.

Seeing that the items on the stall were about to be sold out, a group of students came at this moment, and as soon as they came, they said that Bei Xiaobao and others had taken their place. Originally, the rules of the school market were first-come, first-served, so Xiaobao began to theorize with them.

Bei Xiaobao looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, knowing that something was wrong, on the one hand, his eyes signaled Yuan San to sneak away to find Qing Ming or Song Xuan to come back, and on the other hand, he delayed time.

As soon as Yuan San walked not far, he saw them scuffling with Xiaobao and others, Yuan San was anxious, and he didn't know whether to go to Song Xuan or Qing Ming.

Song Xuan had already gone to the trial ground, the trial ground was in the backyard, some distance away from the school market, and it was cold to find Song Xuan's daylily.

And Qing Ming happened to be in the school market, although he didn't know his specific location yet, but the school city was not big, and he could still find it by looking for it.

Sure enough, Yuan San found Qing Ming in the area near the end of the school city.

......

Somewhere in the school market, a stall is scattered into a rotten shelf.

A tall man on the opposite side grabbed Yuan Si's collar and lifted him up like a chicken, at this time Yuan Si was already blue and swollen, unconscious.

Beside this person, Han Fei was also held down by four or five people, but Han Fei was still desperately struggling to break free from the shackles of several people.

"Boss, this black boy has so much strength, the four of us are about to lose his strength!" said one of them, looking at the man in front of him for help.

"Useless thing!" the man cursed secretly, walked into Han Fei, and punched Han Fei in the stomach, and the painful Han Fei lost the strength to struggle, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The four people around him had already suffered from Han Fei's hard anger, and now that they saw that he was finally defeated, they couldn't help but add a few more kicks.

"Call you can! You're not very good! Go on!"

......

"Han Fei!" Bei Xiaobao on the other side looked angry, but because his hands and feet were restrained by the other four people, he couldn't break free, and he couldn't get angry.

"Ma Zhong, don't go too far!"

The leader named Ma Zhong turned his head and threw Yuan Si to the ground, looking at Bei Xiaobao with an indifferent face, with a smile on his face.

"Bei Xiaobao, now I'm afraid, don't think that you are a student of the tattoo spirit department, I don't dare to touch you, you have to know that there are people outside the world, and the blame is that you offend people who dare not offend!"

"I'm bah!" Bei Xiaobao spat on the other party's face, "What kind of are you talking about, I'm not afraid when the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes." ”

Ma Zhong's cheeks twitched, his palm slowly wiped the saliva off his face, and the smile at this time froze on the spot, replaced by a vulture color.

"Boom!" A powerful aura erupted from Ma Zhong's body.

The peak of the upper-level martial artist, he almost stepped into the ranks of the martial kings.

I saw him punch Bei Xiaobao, and the surrounding area was suddenly dusty, Bei Xiaobao endured the pain and did not fall, but a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay!" Ma Zhong showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"Phew!" a mouthful of blood sprayed on Ma Zhong's face.

Ma Zhong's face became even more gloomy, and he slapped Bei Xiaobao in the face a few more times.

Bei Xiaobao suddenly had a blue nose and swollen face, and his eyes were full of stars.

The rest of the students were gathered around, but they were pointing and even laughing at each other, and only a few of them had sympathetic looks on their faces.

This is the case in the academy, no one will come out on top, and the rule that the strong are respected also applies to the academy.

Whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak.

Steel can also become weak after many beatings, let alone flesh and blood like people.

Bei Xiaobao finally collapsed under Ma Zhong's fist.

One of Ma Zhong's attendants searched for his school order from Bei Xiaobao.

"70 credits!Poor goods!" After the attendant brushed the credits of Bei Xiaobao, he threw it back to Bei Xiaobao with a disgusted face.

In addition to Bei Xiaobao's slightly more academic orders, Han Fei and Yuan Si together are not as many as Bei Xiaobao.

"Pay attention in the future!" Ma Zhong squatted down and patted Bei Xiaobao's cheek, and then got up and was about to leave when a cold voice came from behind.

"Credits stay, people, don't go!"

Ma Zhong and the others looked back, only to see a white-haired young man with a long strip of cloth on his back and a wooden sword walking out of the back of the crowd.