Yangyan City, the southwest corner of the Xuanzhi Continent, is a relatively prosperous city.

Yangyan Academy, the central college of Yangyan City, is an academy dedicated to the cultivation of qi power by qi refiners, and it is also the largest college in the city.

As the henchman of Yang Yancheng, the treatment of natural teachers and students is incomparable to other colleges.

"You wait for me!"

The academy, the principal's office slammed the door out, this person is not tall, dark-skinned, bloated, but his conspicuous big back and dress are exceptionally neat, before this person left, he glared at the little boy outside the office viciously, his eyes were as dark as an eagle.

The little boy did not seem to be afraid, but was a little surprised.

It was a little boy about ten years old, with healthy wheat-colored skin, short brown and black hair, neat and neat, a blue school uniform painted with the four big characters of "Yangyan Academy" looked neat and without the slightest wrinkles, and the blue medal made of special materials on his left chest was neatly engraved with the words "Yizhong".

This little boy's name is Li Mingling, he is a first-year student of this Yangyan Academy, and the bloated person is his teacher Hu Tianliang, in the face of today's situation, Li Mingling is a little wronged, but more helpless, after all, he was treated as a bad student.

When dealing with poor students, teachers are basically "zero tolerance", not to mention that Mingling is "poor in the poor"

The average age of the first year of the college is around six years old.

At the age of ten, he is still in the first grade.

The decision on whether a student can be promoted in the academy depends entirely on the results of the academy students, so it is normal for students in each grade to have age differences.

Each grade level of the college is divided into three stages: "Elementary, Medium and Large".

He was the oldest in their first-year class, and his strength was also the most inferior.

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Frowning slightly, Ming Ling held his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

The previous few times, it had never been like this, and it was obvious that Hu Tianliang was definitely unhappy with the principal.

While thinking, Li Mingling vaguely heard the principal's page.

Unconsciously "um".

But he mistakenly thought that he had misheard, and when he heard the principal call him a second time, he came to his senses and paced into the office.

Looking at Li Mingling, who walked into the office, Clay squeezed out a kind smile on his face, and asked very kindly, "Mingling, do you want to become an excellent Qi Refiner?"

There was a little more hesitation in Ming Ling's respectful gaze, why did the principal suddenly ask himself this question.

"I... ”

Li Mingling's brows furrowed slightly, and he stopped talking a little, and the corners of his mouth were bitter.

Seeing Ming Ling's hesitation, Clay got up and reached out and touched Ming Ling's head, "There is no innate confidence, only the confidence that is constantly cultivated, this is also an essential quality of an excellent Qi Refiner, Ming Ling, be brave, you can believe in yourself!" Clay encouraged, his voice sounding gentle, and there was a bit of expectation in his eyes.

Hearing this, a little tear oozed from Mingling's blue eyes, he was an orphan, and when he was three years old, his parents gave him to his aunt and disappeared.

Clay's words were like a fire in winter, very warm.

"I want to!"

Li Mingling wiped away his tears, his wide eyes full of determination.

"I want to be a good Qi Refiner. ”

In the face of Mingling's reply, Clay smiled with relief, "Very good, then do you know the reason why your strength is not as good as your peers?"

Ming Ling was a little stunned, after all these years, when did he not want to know the reason why his strength was standing still.

"The reason? I don't know. "Ming Ling lost his way.

Clay's face suddenly became solemn.

"Actually, the reason why you are stagnant is because there are other forces in your body that coexist with your strength, creating a conflicting reaction. ”

Clay's voice sounded a little muffled, and there was a hint of mystery in his tone.