"Why? The head of the academy is the leading powerhouse in this Cloud Atlas Continent, and it is a blessing to be able to get his guidance. ”

"Of course I know, I'm afraid that he has ulterior motives!!"

Feng Jiuge couldn't help but paced behind Feng Qilin and looked at his buttocks, how is my brother's chrysanthemum?

Feng Qilin thought that Feng Jiu Ge already knew, and couldn't help but sigh, "Don't worry Jiu Ge, my brother will definitely grow up quickly, and no one will hurt my brother!" ”

Embarrassment, could it be that Qiancang has already stretched out his magic grip on Feng Qilin?

In order to become stronger, her handsome brother begged to stay by Qiancang's side......

"You should go back to cultivation quickly, the end-of-month showdown is coming, my brother is worried about you!" Feng Qilin turned around and pushed Feng Jiuge out of the hall.

Everyone was aiming for this end-of-month test, but fortunately, he had already learned about the conspiracy of the King Altar from the head of the Shallow Cang Academy a few days ago, and they wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to injure themselves and force Jiu Ge to make a move.

It's just that even with the guidance of Dean Qiancang, his progress was very slow, and he barely advanced to the third-level magician stage.

Feng Jiu Ge took this opportunity to sense Feng Qilin's spiritual power, and when he went out, he couldn't help but hang his head.

Could this be due to genetic factors? This Feng Qilin and Feng Jiu Ge must have inherited their mothers who don't know spiritual power.

If she hadn't crossed over, even if Feng Jiuge had gone all out to cultivate, I'm afraid the result would be no different from Feng Qilin.

The battle post has been sent out, Cang Xuanyu is deflated today, and the end-of-month duel will definitely find a way to kill her, and she has to hurry up to cultivate!!

After thinking about it behind closed doors for seven days, Feng Jiu Ge was cultivating except for eating, except for Loulan who came to send the elixir as a whole and was allowed to enter, even Feng Qilin's concern was rejected by Cuiye.

"Tomorrow is the day of the month-end showdown, she shouldn't come out tonight, right?"

Wang Hu sat on Cuiye's shoulder, looking at the door that was constantly oozing white spiritual power, and muttered to himself.

This week, on the pretext of helping Cuiye cultivate, it coerced Cuiye to change her tricks to make food for her, and her greedy mouth was exchanged for a fat body, if it was seen by Feng Jiuge, it would inevitably be ridiculed.

Cuiye has already entered the second-level summoner stage, and the further she goes, the more difficult it is to advance, even if she doesn't sleep, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to enter the third-level summoner tomorrow.

"Looking at Miss's spiritual power, I'm afraid it's already the late stage of a king-level summoner, right?"

Although I am happy for Miss in my heart, I am also mixed with loss, and in the future, Miss's requirements will be higher and higher, can she chase it?

"I can't stop watching, I'm afraid I've already entered the god level!" Wang Hu pouted in displeasure, Feng Jiuge's freak was really shocking.

"God-level ......" Cuiye almost fell to the ground with the tray of meals in her hand.

"Don't look at it, let's hurry up and cultivate, we have to watch the battle tomorrow!"

Wang Hu jumped off Cuiye's shoulder and motioned her to follow with his eyes, Feng Jiu Ge had already entered the god-level summoner stage, even if he didn't eat for a month, he wouldn't starve to death!

Finally, when the day of everyone's attention came, Feng Jiu Ge ended his cultivation early, flew to the top of the library, the tallest building of the academy, and his slender figure stood with his hands in his hands, taking the entire academy and even the scene of a circle of five kilometers under the academy mountain into his eyelids.

Feng Jiu Ge had not yet entered the consciousness of a god-level summoner, she only knew that as soon as she opened her eyes in the morning, her sense circle became more sensitive, so she couldn't wait to try the results.

As far as the eye can see, a row of bright carriages is from far and near, accompanied by tall horse guards in front of and on both sides, and the curtain is embroidered with a pattern representing the Canglan royal family.

"There are a lot of people who come to see the excitement!"

The corners of Feng Jiuge's mouth were violent, and he couldn't help but wonder who the person in the carriage was, could it be the crown prince Cang Xuanting who had just fallen out of bed?

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A hurried bell rang suddenly, and the bell tower was not far from where Feng Jiu Ge was standing, which made her scalp tingle, and she quickly flew down and quickly disappeared into the flowing crowd.

Today, even the people who usually only care about refining in the casting room came out, and Feng Jiu Ge realized that there were so many people in this academy.

"Nine songs!"

Yan Zijiao spotted Feng Jiu Ge in the crowd at a glance, and squeezed forward to walk with her, blocking the hustle and bustle around her without a trace.

"Where's my brother?"

Strange, Feng Jiu Ge looked around, not only Feng Qilin was not there, but even Loulan Zhengtai's breath was not sensed.

As if seeing her doubts, Yan Zijiao hurriedly explained, "Loulan Zhengtai is a specially invited student of the academy, so he doesn't need to participate in the duel. ”

Hearing Yan Zijiao mention Feng Qilin's unconfident voice, Feng Jiuge couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that there has been no progress on his brother's side these days.

"Hurry up and take your seats, the lottery is about to be drawn!"

Feng Jiu Ge pushed Yan Zijiao and walked towards the summoner's seat by himself.

It is a dueling arena similar to a bullring, which is usually used as an open space for students to practice freely, and only today is it time to add seats around it, and the seats are classified according to the class of the profession.

In this way, the duel to be held is also a battle of the same class?

Feng Jiu Ge suddenly had a bad premonition, and sure enough, a cold gaze came at the right time, Feng Jiu Ge turned around and saw that the corners of Cang Xuanyu's mouth hooked up the arc of calculation, and Gu Yihong followed behind her, and the expressions on the faces of the two were very different.

As if deliberately doing it for her, she also looked at Feng Qilin not far away.

Damn, what the hell does that slut mean by Cang Xuanyu!

If Cang Xuanyu personally attacked his brother, according to the regulations, outsiders could not interfere in the duel, but if he didn't interfere, Cang Xuanyu would definitely kill Feng Qilin.

Feng Jiu Ge has been struggling with this problem, and he is not even in the mood to watch the duel below.

However, in her distraction, she still heard the more crucial words, and the group that was facing off below was a summoner and a refiner.

In other words, the duel is not distributed by lottery according to the professional attributes, in this way, she and Cang Xuanyu have a much greater chance of facing off.

"Next group, Cangxuan Yu - Feng Jiu Ge!"

Hearing these two names that echoed several times in his heart, Feng Jiu Ge was so excited that he got up from his seat.

Cangxuanyu slut is really good, she must want to get rid of her with her own hands, that's right, she can't ask for this opportunity!!

Even entering the arena was as if they were competing, and the two beautiful figures fell into the dueling arena almost at the same time, and the spiritual power brought up the surrounding air, raising the sand and dust in the sky.

Without waiting for Feng Jiu Ge to speak, Cang Xuanyu took the first step and lowered his cold gaze and said, "Little slut, do you know how long this princess has been waiting for this day?" Today is your day of death! ”