In the arena, Song Ren relied on his strong spiritual power to force Mu Xiao and Kuisha to join forces, and then they barely fought a draw, and even Mo Ya couldn't help but make a move in the end, and the result can be imagined.

Of course, the two girls, Long Lan and Qi Ling'er, didn't make a move, they shouted excitedly on the side, cheers, girls are always more reserved, besides, there are so many demon clans on the spotting, and they don't want to show some things.

After this battle, Song Ren, a treasure panda, can be regarded as having completely gained a foothold in the academy.

The first writer to flow out!

The first Hundred Writers!

The first emperor who dared to try!

The first to put a statue in front of the academy!

The first cultivation is among the many students, and he first reached the late stage of the Demon King Realm, and he was promoted by the Hongya Demon Emperor, so he must have a lot of mysteries and understandings.

Even because Baishiwen reached ahead of schedule, the college has raised the original three-year plan to a higher level, and it is no longer Baishiwen, but a saint humanities!

This is undoubtedly a huge challenge for these two hundred students.

Originally, I had high hopes for a second college, but now it's okay, go directly to Tsinghua University and Peking University, don't you say Alexander?

And the reason for all this is because Po ran too fast and forcibly stretched their runway.

There's no way, I'm still thinking about it, how to reach Liufang within three years, let's talk about it, the ones who are under pressure should be those Liufang writers.

Because Song Ren reached the hundred years ahead of schedule, they really increased a lot of pressure on the herdsmen.

Originally, everyone was on the same starting line, but now Song Ren is suddenly so far ahead, as the same pride of the sky, if he can't catch up as soon as possible, how embarrassing it is.

shouting all day long that you want to be the first writer of the century, and now that everyone has become a writer, you can't get on the stage for a long time, don't you lose your demons.

What's more, Po's "Big Splash Monkey" has now been updated to one million words, and according to the unanimous evaluation of the teachers, it seems that the story has just been halfway written.

Half of it, doesn't that mean that there are at least a million words, what if he becomes the first saint?

When the time comes, these noble bloodlines who are deep in the 100,000 mountains and are proud of them will be disgraced.

Ah Bao is just a bear clan, his bloodline is obvious to everyone, even if he gets the thunder dragon bloodline, it only increases his cultivation, or improves the bloodline.

However, talent doesn't suddenly increase because of blood.

As nobles, they must pick up their honor as soon as possible.

At this moment, whether it is the noble demon clan or the shepherd in the boutique, they all strive to start learning with their consciousness in this unprecedented unity, and as soon as they have any doubts, they immediately seek the teacher to solve their doubts and give some advice, and the enthusiastic learning attitude makes Song Ren inexplicably nervous.

I don't know, I thought the big guy was preparing for the college entrance examination.

But right now, in addition to consolidating and mastering the "Lost Future Sutra" every day, Song Ren's main thought is how to get Nanhuangtong out quietly, after all, Xia Zhilan's side is ready.

Looking at Nan Huangtong, who was talking eloquently and dutifully on the podium, Song Ren was speechless for a while, but looking at Song Ren's appearance, Nan Huangtong still endured the lesson.

This panda is already very good, maybe he has his own direction of development, I don't have to worry about eating radishes salty.

"What do you see, have you memorized the main points in "Tomb of the Gods" that you talked about today, and copy your notes five times after class to deepen your memory!" Nanhuangtong took his temper out on the other demon clans, making them all stunned.

"If we do something, we will be punished, don't look at you, teacher, do we listen to the class with our heads down?" The demons were aggrieved for a while, but looking at Nanhuangtong's angry appearance, it was better to forget it.

Who makes the family a teacher and we are the students?

Song Ren was suddenly clever in this roar of Nanhuangtong, he thought of the last time Xiao Xi was in the Heavenly Spirit Department, absorbing the white tiger and tiger yuan who had almost become his husband in his previous life, and condensed into a big cocoon, staying in his secret realm.

and the angelic skeleton in the coffin, which is still parked steadily.

The secret realm is an existence that cannot be entered except for oneself, but the kind of half-life, half-dead, trance-like, and unawake spirit body is okay.

Song Ren looked at Nanhuangtong, who was re-explaining his "Tomb of the Gods", and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

There's a way!

Starting the next day, in addition to his daily cultivation classes, Song Ren went to a teacher's accommodation and asked him for something to teach.

As a teacher who has already left work, theoretically it should not matter, but who is Bao, he asked himself for advice, he can afford to look up to himself, and he quickly said everything.

On the third day, Song Ren went to another teacher to seek related things......

Day 3......

Day 4......

Until the seventh day, Song Ren took the turn of Nanhuangtong.

Nan Huangtong rolled his eyelids, sat on the chair, and watched Song Ren solemnly open several of his notes, brushes, and even carefully lit a stick of incense, curling up, exuding a fragrance.

"You don't need to work in class, you ran to ask for advice at this time, your thoughts are really ......" Nan Huangtong was speechless for a while.

In the past few days, it is no secret that Bao, the only writer of the century, actively asks many teachers for advice every day after class.

Some people say that Ah Bao is looking for a sense of presence in front of the teacher and increasing intimacy.

Some people say that Ah Bao is not satisfied with the status quo, and he wants to be the first saint writer, because the recent unprecedented increase in everyone's learning has put pressure on Ah Bao.

In short, it is a hundred feet ahead, and they want to go further, for these, many teachers are of course happy, and even look forward to when Po will come to him.

You said that if Ah Bao became a saint at the end of "Big Splash Monkey" in the future, how could these teachers who had been consulted by him not be proud, because the saint also had a little strength to contribute, even if it was boasted, it was a bit of a gimmick.

Come on, you see that this teacher doesn't have a smile, a serious face, in fact, he is full of knowledge, after all, biting dogs generally don't bark, cough cough, no, that, the description is wrong, it should be said, as the first saint humanities work of the demon god network, he once gave the author careful guidance.

Well, all of a sudden, you have 100% respect for this teacher.

I have goods in my stomach!

Therefore, many teachers want to find such a feeling.

"Let's ask the teacher, what are you doing with incense? It's not a chess duel between entertainment," Nan Huangtong frowned at Burning Incense.

Song Ren smiled: "Teacher, don't be weird, I think it's very meaningful, because I used to see students in those ancient paintings of the human race, and there was even a small guy next to it, giving us a red clay wine stove shochu, which is beautiful, let's just do it, just light a incense." ”

In the face of Bao, who was out of tune and didn't know what he was thinking day by day, Nanhuangtong was directly speechless, but he also let him do whatever he wanted.

It doesn't affect you anything, it's hard to be a fragrance, and you can do something after you are stunned.

Isn't that.