"Master Qian's words are right, since they want to worship the strong as their teachers, then they must become strong themselves! Otherwise, how can you cultivate a national pillar like Duanwang! Feng Li echoed on the side, then raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Tutor Xue, you are old, and it must be very difficult to educate the juniors. Therefore, it is more important to find some apprentices with good qualifications, so you don't have to worry too much. ”

Feng Li is the only female mentor, and only accepts female disciples.

Ye Ruoxian didn't speak, and looked at the three people in the audience with a faint expression, and no one noticed that the hand holding the cover had begun to tremble slightly.

Seeing that he had been silent, Qianyi asked, "Master Night, you are a strong man invited by the head of the academy, when are you going to accept apprentices?" ”

All three of them set out to test the students, but he didn't make any progress, if he didn't choose again, then the rest would be waste! Ye Ruoxian was the sect master fifteen years ago, and his strength was well known, at least forty or fifty years old, I didn't expect to be so young, and his face was so stunning.

The corners of Ye Ruoxian's lips were slightly hooked, her smile was warm, and she replied lightly: "My apprentice will definitely be no less than any of the people you have received, and I don't bother you." ”

"You!" This time, it was Qianyi's turn to smoke, and after suppressing his anger, he pulled out a mocking smile: "Okay! I'd like to see how powerful your apprentice is! ”

The stage was full of passion, but the three people in the audience didn't have the heart to listen at all, and these six-tailed ground scorpions were more difficult to deal with than they imagined. The weapons of the Northern Qingyan are short knives, silver needles and fans. She's a killer of a modern assassination organization, so she's not good at swords.

Huang Fuyue and Murong Yunshao held a sword in their right hand and a fan in their left, although they dodged attack after attack. But at the moment, he was also out of breath, and the worst thing was that the ground was covered with transparent glass shards.

Huang Fuyue has the Fire Spirit Root and has cultivated to the Triple Heaven of the White Flame Realm, although he can't be called a spirit, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary enemies. Murong Yunshao was already a spirit a year ago, the second young spirit after the Northern Qing Dynasty.

But this Colosseum is definitely more difficult than he has broken through before, and the slag on the ground is enough to make people collapse!

"Brothers, I can't seem to kill anymore!" Huang Fuyue's face was pale, panting heavily, and the soles of his feet were already stained with blood.

The soles of Bei Qingyan's feet had already shed a layer of skin, and she turned her head and asked him: "Huang Fuyue, do you want to become a strong person when you enter the academy?" ”

"! Is it still to look at the beauty? Huang Fuyue didn't answer angrily, but after a moment of silence, he added: "Actually, I just want to prove that the son born to a woman he looks down on is the real strong!" ”

When he said the last sentence, his eyes had long since faded away from the past romance and cynicism, and some were just hate!

"What about you?" Bei Qingyan looked at Murong Yunshao.

He was silent for a while, and then replied clearly, "Same as him." ”

"Good! Case! Then we can't back down! Bei Qingyan faced the approach of the six-tailed ice scorpion, and she said calmly: "I'll lure it to attack me, and you tried everything to cut off its tail, understand?" ”

After finishing speaking, her wrist flipped over, and the short knife "brushed" her hand, and shot towards the six-tailed ice scorpion. Her technique was swift and accurate, and the blood pupil locked onto her gaze, and with a single blow, it stabbed its right eye.

The ice scorpion shook its six giant tails in pain, making a "click" sound, and at the same time opened its mouth wide, spewing out a thick poisonous mist, and its red eyes revealed a fierce light.

Bei Qingyan held his breath, and there was only a fan and five silver needles left in his hand. The ice scorpion went mad, its tail swept in her direction.