Chapter Eighty-Five: Purple Class S

The night slowly opened.

The stars flashed in the sky, and the night dispelled the last rays of the golden sun, so that the whole sky was replaced by the night, and everything fell silent.

Only a new moon in the eastern sky brings some light, illuminating part of the sky.

Wentian Academy, the teacher's dormitory area, Mo Ling's residence.

Wang Xianxian took Long Ling down the stairs and saw that Mo Qianxin had returned, sitting on the sofa drinking a cup of hot tea, with a thick book in his hand and looking at it intently.

As if feeling Wang Xianxian's arrival, Mo Qingxin gently closed the book in his hand, the corners of his delicate mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Wang Xianxian and Long Ling and said with some teasing: "Little guy, have you woken up?"

After finishing speaking, those jade-like eyes were still wandering back and forth on Wang Xianxian and Long Ling's bodies.

Uh, what's that.

Wang Xianxian paused, almost stumbled and fell to the ground, uncomfortable, scratching his head in embarrassment.

When Long Ling on the side heard this, a red tide instantly hit his whole body, even the roots of his ears were red, and his delicate and cute little face was like a red apple, which made people want to take a bite. Long Ling buried her entire little head in her chest, and rubbed the corners of her clothes vigorously with a pair of small hands.

Poof~!

Looking at these two little guys, Mo couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you." Come and sit down, Xiaoxue is preparing dinner, and I will explain some things to you before dinner. ”

Waiting for Wang Xianxian and Long Ling to sit down, Mo said with a heartfelt voice: "Our Wentian Academy courses are arranged like this: in the morning, it is theoretical knowledge, the first class is the history and geography of the Ten Thousand Spirits Continent, and the second is the theoretical knowledge of the Battle Spirit Master and the Mage Spirit Master. These are not divided into classes and ages, but are only divided into three levels: elementary, middle and high. This semester has just started, and you are just a few days late, which is appropriate. Let's start with the basics. ”

Wang Xianxian and Long Ling sat on the sofa and listened attentively, Long Ling still blushed and lowered her head. But a pair of small ears were pricked up, and they listened very carefully.

Picking up the tea, Mo poured a sip and continued: "The afternoon is the training and guidance for the students themselves. According to your own combat power, the classes you are assigned to are also different, and according to your combat power, I have assigned you to the only purple-level S class in our academy. ”

"Purple-level S-class?" Wang Xianxian asked suspiciously.

"Well, Purple Class S. It was the gathering place of the best students in our school, and there were only seven of them. Now with you and Long Ling, there are just nine people. ”

"That's right. Mo Tingxin said as if he remembered something: "This class is the highest goal of the students of the whole academy, every year there is a spiritual master competition in the school, and the top seven can stay in this class every time, but now there are two more positions, and it has been changed to the top nine." Don't let me down!"

Wang Xianxian felt a surging feeling in her heart after hearing this, and said with a firm face: "Aunt Xin, I won't let you down." Subsequently, Wang Xianxian added a sentence in his heart: Father, I will not let you down.

"There's nothing else, you'll know when you get to class. Mo Qian thought about it and said.

"Miss, dinner is ready. At this time, Xiaoxue walked out from the side and said to Mo Tianxin.

"Well, let's go, let's eat. After eating, you two have a good rest and digestion. Mo leaned up and said.

"Hmm. Wang Xianxian nodded, got up and walked towards the restaurant with Long Ling and following Mo Tianxin.

The night is misty and disoriented.

The moon is clear and refined, and the high places are not cold.

Wang Xianxian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of his room, staring at the campus scenery outside that was sprinkled with a layer of silver light by the crescent moon, and his eyes flashed, like stars in the sky.

"Tomorrow, my campus life will begin, and I really miss it. Wang Xianxian's heart was very agitated, and he couldn't calm down, which was two different moods from his experience along the way.

After a long time, after taking a deep breath, Wang Xianxian closed the curtains and sat on the bed, crossed his legs and crossed his hands, and cultivated.

Nothing was said all night.

Following.

The night receded, ushered in the first rays of sunshine today, and everything recovered.

Wang Xianxian, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes, the glass-colored light flashed away, and he exhaled a breath of white air.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body that was about to enter the middle stage of the Second Ring Spirit Master, a smile appeared on Wang Xianxian's face. I got out of bed and opened the curtains, and the sun poured into the house for the first time.

Wang Xianxian stretched his waist, and the whole person was refreshed, full of energy, and full of vitality.

turned around and walked to the bathroom and began to wash up, and soon Wang Xianxian finished cleaning up and changed into the school uniform of Wentian Academy. The school uniform is the same as that worn by the students Wang Xianxian met, and it is made of a silk made of unknown silkworms, which is not only comfortable to wear, but also does not affect the battle at all, and has good telescopic performance.

And Xiaoxue told Wang Xianxian that these school uniforms were all made by the mage spirit master, and there were many spirit arrays engraved on the school uniforms, so that the school uniforms had the function of automatic cleaning and repair.

Dressed in a white-based formal school uniform, Wang Xianxian said that he was a fire war spirit master when he received the school uniform, so the school uniform was decorated with red stripes and red trim, and there was a school emblem of Wentian Academy on his right chest, plus a red bow tie.

Soon, Wang Xianxian finished dressing, took the books on the desk, and Wang Xianxian was ready to go out. His gift from the fire spirit had been turned into red beads and put in his arms, he felt that he would not be needed here, and at the same time, he didn't want others to know that he had such an artifact, from this way, this gift of the fire spirit was not an ordinary storage equipment.

When he opened the door, he saw that Long Ling's door on the opposite side was still closed, Wang Xianxian gently closed his door and was about to call Long Ling.

Click.

The door opened, and Long Ling's door opened. Wearing a white shirt like a shirt and a blue vest, Long Ling appeared in front of Wang Xianxian, with a gold trim pattern on the vest and an over-the-knee skirt with blue lace on the lower body.

The slender ** is wrapped in a pair of black stockings and hidden behind the long skirt, looming.

"Ling'er, so early. Wang Xianxian's eyes lit up, looked at Long Ling and said.

Nodding shyly, he hugged the book in his hand to his chest, revealing a cute smile.

"Let's go. Wang Xianxian said, leading the way to the corridor, followed by Long Ling.

When Wang Xianxian and Long Ling went downstairs, they found that Xiaoxue had already prepared breakfast and served it on the dining table in the dining room, still steaming.

After eating Xiaoxue's breakfast with satisfaction, Wang Xianxian set off with Long Ling after Xiaoxue knew how to get to the big class.

Both of them are war spirit masters, so much so that they have saved a lot of effort, Wang Xianxian and Long Ling's courses are basically together.

The large classroom for learning theoretical knowledge is like the layout of a movie theater, with rows higher than the other, and the teacher who lectures stands on the front podium. The large classroom is very large, like a huge stadium, which can accommodate tens of thousands of students, you must know that this is only a beginner.

There are inscriptions engraved on the walls of this large classroom and on the lectern in front of it, so that the words of the teacher on the podium can be transmitted to every corner of the whole large classroom, so that every student can clearly hear what the teacher is saying.

When the two of them came to the big class, Wang Xianxian could vaguely hear many classmates discussing the news that Han Shaodong's younger brother was abolished yesterday and that the two children of the peerless Principal Mo were found.

Now these two news have become a topic of conversation among everyone in the academy, and at the same time, many people are guessing that the two people who abolished Han Shaodong's younger brother were looking for Principal Mo's two children, that is to say, it was Principal Mo's children who abolished Han Shaodong's younger brother, etc., all kinds of speculations and various versions abound.

Wang Xianxian and Long Ling came down in a circle, and they both heard several versions.

This caused Wang Xianxian to wipe the sweat on his forehead while attending class, and in the first and second classes in the morning, Wang Xianxian sat at the back with Long Ling, anyway, he could hear it, and there was no difference between sitting in the front and in the back.

Fortunately, no one still remembers the appearance of the two, and now both of them are wearing college uniforms, so they are not so maverick, so they have not attracted the attention of others.

The morning passed quickly as the two of them listened attentively.

Since Wang Xianxian and Long Ling are only in contact with the elementary theoretical knowledge now, the two of them can easily keep up with the course of a few days that they were late and didn't catch up with through the books they received yesterday. The two of them listened to the two classes with relish, Wang Xianxian sighed, this is more than a hundred times stronger than his own groping, and sure enough, existence is the truth.

Knock knock!

Three bells rang to mark the end of the morning theory session.

Wow~!

In the originally quiet classroom, after the teacher on the podium left the class, it became noisy.

Wang Xianxian and Long Ling stood up and quietly put their books into the gift of the fire spirit in their arms.

Afterwards, the two went to the student cafeteria to have a hasty lunch, and then went to the purple-level S class of Wentian Academy. The two didn't know how to go, so they inquired all the way, and finally came to the teaching area of the legendary purple-level S class of Wentian Academy under the strange eyes of all the students.

Now Wang Xianxian and Long Ling are standing outside a huge building, there are basically no other students here, it is very quiet. Even if there is, many students also made a detour far away, as if there was some kind of desolate beast living here.

The building is large, covering an area of about a thousand acres and is arched. There is a stone tablet on the right hand side of the building opposite Wang Xianxian and Long Ling. The stele is dragged by a stone carved dragon turtle, it is very huge, about seven or eight meters away, and there are several big characters on it, "Purple S class".

Wang Xianxian and Long Ling glanced at each other, relieved, and finally found it.