Seven days later.

A secluded secret room at Canaan College.

Seven or eight old men with an aura like the sea sat around the table.

"Hehe, we have picked up a treasure for this year's enrollment."

Vice Dean Hu Qian, who was sitting in it, knocked on the table and spoke.

"Huh? What kind of good seedlings are they, take them out and let me all see. ”

Sitting on Hu Qian's left hand side, an old man in a gray robe whose momentum was no different from that of Hu Qian, the peak Dou Huang, spoke.

"Well, here's his information, you can take a look."

As he spoke, Hu Qian handed out a few documents in his hand to everyone present.

"Gama Empire, Xiao Yan, five-star Great Dou Master, fifteen years old, potential level assessment unknown."

"Hehe, what a good little guy, fifteen years old is already a five-star fighter, and the S-level rating of a five-star fighter is really not very suitable for him."

The gray-robed old man who had spoken earlier let out a chuckle after getting the information.

"What do you think, old man?"

The gray-robed old man looked at the golden-robed old man beside him and said.

"Hehe, he is indeed a good seedling, and in the future, he may be a Douhuang or even a powerhouse in the realm of Douzong."

The golden-robed old man chuckled.

"Hehe, you keep looking back, this little guy is far more than it seems on the student information card reported by the admissions tutor. The latter one is the information about this little guy that came from our academy's intelligence network in the Gama Empire, you can compare it. ”

Hu Qian smiled mysteriously.

With the intelligence power of Canaan Academy, it is enough to transmit the information of the students' places that are thousands of miles away in seven days.

Hearing this, the old men at the table lowered their heads again and flipped back one after another.

"Huh? Hehe, what could be different? Besides, now these little guys are all ghostly, and it's normal to hide a secret skill or deliberately lower one or two levels of their cultivation. ”

The gray-robed old man chuckled twice, obviously not caring much about Hu Qian's so-called surprise.

"Old man, I also liked to play like this little ghost back then, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, deliberately lowering myself by a small rank or two... Damn it! How much strength did he hide?? ”

The gray-robed old man, who was still smiling just now, suddenly let out an exclamation.

This couldn't help but surprise him, the peak Dou Huang, because just a few lines of words were written on this paper: "Xiao Yan, the son of the patriarch of the Xiao clan of the Gama Empire, is ten years old. A year ago, there was a conflict between the Xiao family of the Gama Empire and the Mo family of the Gama Empire, Xiao Yan walked out of the clan alone, and the Mo family was destroyed in a war, and the Mo family was destroyed. It was a battle, and all the elders of the Mo family from the five-star Dou Spiritual Cultivation to the top elder were killed in battle. ”

Especially when he saw the words "alone", "annihilation", and "all killed in battle", the old man in the gray robe had a hearty feeling.

This is the legend, it only takes a few words for the image of the person to appear clearly in your mind, no need to say, this is the legend of the dragon without seeing the end.

The gray-robed old man clenched the pieces of paper in his hand tightly at this time and refused to put them down, and after reading them, he went back and savored them a few times.

"Hey, what a wicked little fellow, this experience is like a legend."

As a good friend of the gray-robed old man, the gold-robed old man said the gray-robed old man's heart at once.

In the eyes of the old man in the golden robe, what is a legend?

Let's just put it this way, if the golden-robed old man, the peak Douhuang, was born in the Xiao clan when he was a child, well, he was probably the kind who stood at the gate of the clan and waved at Xiao Yan when Xiao Yan went out on the expedition, and waited for Xiao Yan to come back from killing the Mo family and shouting "666" to him.

When he was ten years old, he probably just touched the threshold of a fighter.

The golden-robed old man thought to himself.

"So his strength is at least in the five-star Dou Ling, and his combat power should be stronger, and this is his strength a year ago."

Hu Qian sighed.

"Ten years old cultivation is at least a five-star Dou Ling, I'm afraid even the talent of Lord Pi Tianqi is nothing more than that."

The gray-robed old man sighed.

"Well, this little guy named Xiao Yan must be cultivated well, maybe in the future, he will be a Douzun powerhouse, even our Canaan Academy will be proud of him."

The golden-robed old man said.

"I think it's most appropriate to put him in our alchemy department to cultivate."

At this time, the red-haired old man who had been sitting on Hu Qian's right hand and had not spoken suddenly spoke.

"Hehe, old man Huo, are you moved to see him or a second-grade alchemist?"

The gray-robed old man pointed to the "old man of fire" who suddenly spoke, and smiled.

"Anyway, I think it's definitely a waste of his alchemy talent outside, and it should be handed over to our alchemy department to cultivate."

The old man continued to speak to himself.

"Cut, I know that your fire old man's alchemy department is independent of our outer courtyard and outer courtyard, so domineering."

When the gray-robed old man saw the fire, the old man ignored him, and immediately blew his beard and glared.

"Huh."

When the gray-robed old man said this, everyone in the position also laughed.

"Okay, old man Huo, it's up to that little guy to decide whether to enter the alchemy department or not, let's talk about it later, let's break up."

Hu Qian also laughed and set the tone.

"Wait, Hu Qian, do you want to report this year's enrollment situation to the dean of our outer courtyard."

The gray-robed old man shouted to Hu Qiandao.

Hu Qian, who was still smiling, quickly became gloomy after hearing the words "Dean of the Outer Courtyard".

"Didn't you have a day of affairs in charge of the affairs of the outer court? Let him die! ”

Hu Qian said with a dark face.

"Ahem."

The gray-robed old man, who was facing the muzzle of the gun, coughed violently twice and did not speak.

Several old men in office also looked at the gray-robed old man with complaining expressions, as if they were blaming him for why he mentioned that person in front of Hu Qian?

The contempt of the old friends also made the gray-robed old man's face redder and redder, but fortunately, his dry old face could still be covered.

It seemed that the frustration in his heart had not yet been vented, and Hu Qian continued to look at the gray-robed old man and was about to spray.

This made the gray-robed old man shrink his head.

"And I'll tell you again, none of you are allowed to secretly approve materials to study that rotten artifact creation for him. If I find out which of you is secretly relieving him again, don't blame me for knocking on the door without regard for his face! ”

"Let him hide alone in a corner of Canaan to fend for himself, and I'll see how long he can hide! Back then, Lord Pi Tianqi was also blind to invite him to be the dean of our outer courtyard, I'm sorry! ”

The vice president, who has always been majestic, also rarely burst into foul language.

"Whew! Call! Meeting! ”

After spraying, Hu Qian, who was in a much more comfortable mood, disappeared into the room in a flash.

"You! You! You......"

Before leaving, every old man rolled his eyes at the gray-robed old man before leaving.

"I can't say I'm wrong."

The gray-robed old man wanted to cry when he saw this, but said without tears.