"The Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect is nothing more than that."

Yu Tianheng chuckled, and his words were directed at the sect behind Chen Zhan.

Almost at the moment when the words fell, Dust Zhan had insight into Yu Tianheng's identity, and also understood that his purpose for this conflict was not just a provocation.

With the status of the first auxiliary in the continent and the support of strong financial resources, the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect has become the upper three sects, but the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family has always been obsessed.

"Oh, if you don't accept it, I can beat you and convince you."

Dust Wars is an understatement.

"Hahaha, what a joke."

The two Shima brothers laughed as if they had heard the biggest joke, and their laughter was full of mockery and contempt.

"Boy, believe it or not, I can abolish you without the boss's action."

Graphite's burly body was like a hill in front of Chenzhan, full of oppression.

"In three days, we'll have a fight."

The dust battle calmed down, and then the order to evict the guests was issued.

……

In this way, the very trivial matter of new students joining the academy was promoted by well-intentioned people, and the news spread far and wide.

In particular, "the thirty-sixth-level Battle Soul Venerable who was driven by the avalanche", "from the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect", "threatening to challenge the Emperor Fighting Team" and other keywords that have been hung up on the hot search, have made countless people who eat melons like to see and talk about it with great interest.

In a short period of time, the name Dust Zhan became known to everyone in the Royal Academy, and his popularity was comparable to that of a certain person in the online literature circle.

After the afternoon drill, the four members of the Emperor Dou team, led by Yu Tianheng, returned to the villa area.

Ye Lingling could only live in a double dormitory because she was less than level 30, but Dugu Yan took the initiative to ask to be with her in the double dormitory because she was friendly with Ye Lingling.

"Lingling, cheer up."

"After two days, we can defeat that unknown waste, and then we can go to the Great Fighting Soul Arena for the trial, and I have convinced the rest of the team to give up the rewards of the trial and give it all to you."

On the way back, Dugu Yan cheered for Ye Lingling with a smile, and at the same time said with some pity, "So don't go to the cafeteria, you won't be able to earn a few gold soul coins a month." ”

In the past few days, in addition to attending classes and training and sleeping at night, Ye Lingling has already worked several jobs in the academy, which makes her extremely pitiful.

"Yanyan, thank you for your kindness."

Ye Lingling's expression was a little haggard, but her pretty face was still cold, "But it's still not enough, I want to grasp every opportunity to make money." ”

Dugu Yan stomped his feet a little anxiously, "Why do you want so much money?" ”

"If you don't say it, how can we help you."

She was so irritable that her voice changed her tone, and her heart was uncomfortable when she saw that her good sister was like a different person.

Ye Lingling was silent.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell her good sister, but the matter is too mysterious, and no one will believe it.

At this moment, several students passed by her, and the sound of discussion came into her ears.

"I heard that person is an outcast of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect?"

"Who said that? Didn't you say that the talent called Dust War was good? ”

"You are stupid, his talent is so good, can the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect let him come to study with us? It must be the garbage that the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect doesn't want. ”

"Ah, what did they do to us at the Royal Academy? Is there a garbage shelter? ”

"But don't worry, that waste of the dust battle has offended the members of the Emperor Dou clan, and there will be a decisive battle in a few days, and he will get out of our academy at that time."

Ye Lingling's footsteps paused slightly, and the familiar name set off turbulent waves in her mind.

Dust war?

Is it that dust battle?

"Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

Dugu Yan was really helpless.

"Yan Yan, they just seemed to be saying..."

"Dust War, right?"

Ye Lingling Zhu bit her lips and asked hesitantly.

"yes, the piece of waste that was run away by the avalanche."

"That waste actually got through the relationship between the three education committees, not only joined the college, but also arranged an independent dormitory for him."

Dugu Yan said indifferently.

"So the day after tomorrow, our competition is to fight him?"

Ye Lingling's beautiful eyes flashed, and he asked in surprise.

"Well, he said that Teacher Qin Ming is not worthy of teaching him and insulting the teacher, so we must seek justice for the teacher."

Dugu Yan gritted his teeth and was very angry.

Ye Lingling was silent again, her lowered head was dim, and her eyes flashed with doubt and uncertainty.

Dust War, is it really a waste?

"Yanyan, you go back first, I still have something to do."

Finally, when he was about to return to the dormitory, Ye Lingling said to Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan was slightly stunned, and was about to speak when she saw Ye Lingling turn around and leave, her hair and skirt swaying with her steps, cold and lonely.

She frowned and walked into the dorm room with a wry smile.

Ling Ling has been too weird lately.

Ye Lingling's pace of progress gradually accelerated, and later he used the blessing of his soul power, and his steps were like flying.

Soon, a huge open space appeared in front of me, surrounded by pines and cypresses, and a babbling stream, and the environment was excellent. In the open space, there are single-family villas, neatly arranged, row upon row.

Her steps slowed, her head under her long hair no longer cold, and she was unsettled, and she took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the villa.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

The young man in the door was also dressed in black, with straight shoulders and back, and deep and penetrating eyebrows.

"Is there something wrong?"

The sound of the dust battle was cold.

Before that, his door was knocked several times, and the people who came spoke to him even more viciously, telling him to get out of the academy as soon as possible.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who came this time was a woman, he would probably have been unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Your name is Dust War?"

Ye Lingling was even more worried, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, and the lowered mantis looked at the black clothes of Chenzhan in a daze, and asked softly.

"Yes, you can go if it's okay."

Dust Zhan frowned, his voice still cold.

Ye Lingling didn't answer.

The male-specific indifferent voice was as sharp as a knife, slicing her hard-earned courage into pieces.

Just as she looked up, there was a "bang" sound in her ears.

The door of the villa closed, and finally only a black dress was seen dissipating through the crack in the door.

"Lingling?"

Just when Ye Lingling was extremely lost, a voice sounded behind him.

The person who came was blonde and black-clothed, also seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was none other than Oslo, a member of the Emperor Fighting Team, a martial soul ghost leopard, and a twenty-ninth level Sensitive Attack War Soul Master.

It is also the only member of the Emperor Dou team other than Ye Lingling who has not reached the Soul Venerable.

"Osrow, why are you here?"

Ye Lingling frowned, and his eyes were cold and spoke.

"I'm going to come to see what kind of waste it is, daring to provoke our Emperor Dou clan."

Osrow shrugged his shoulders and smiled contemptuously.

Then, he passed by Ye Lingling and knocked on the door of the villa.

Ye Lingling didn't stop and was about to leave.

Just as she stepped out with her left foot, a scream came from behind her.

Subconsciously turned around, and saw Osrow, who was arrogant and proud just now, "bang" and flew out upside down.

At the same time, there was a crisp sound of the door closing.

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