At the entrance of the entire scripture pavilion sat an old man, who looked very sloppy, and was holding a book in his hand at the moment and looking at it with relish. watched a teacher lead a group of people over, and hurriedly put away the book in his hand. Jing Yi, who had sharp eyes, saw that the book in the old man's hand was a yellow book that was not suitable for children.

The old man was not in a hurry, there was no embarrassment in his expression, and it seemed that his face was not ordinarily thick. The teacher who led the team glanced at the old man with disdain, revealing a look of disdain. "Old man Watson, hurry up and open the door, and I'll take these newly enrolled students to select soul skills on the first floor. The teacher's voice was also cold.

"You can only take one soul skill scroll and return it to its original after I rubbed it here. Now you can go in. The old man didn't seem to notice the disdain in the teacher's tone, and half-squinted to enjoy the sunshine.

"Then go in, for there is a stick of incense, and after a stick of incense you will all come out. The teacher who led the team didn't say anything, took two steps to the side, and made way of the passage.

The first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is incomparably wide, and it is more than enough to accommodate more than 100 people. The wall is lit with some night pearls, which looks very simple and atmospheric, but does not look luxurious. It is filled with bookshelves with many scrolls on display, and at the bottom of the scroll there is a label with an introduction to the scroll.

There are only some of the most basic soul skill scrolls on this level, and there are not too many soul skills, so the students here also cherish this opportunity. The time of a stick of incense is not long, it is not short, and it will soon come, and at this time, the teacher who led the team also began to urge.

As soon as he entered, Jing Yi was sure of the type of scroll he was looking for. What he is looking for is a displacement scroll, which can switch his position at any time during the battle, and can chase and escape the enemy, which has to be said to be a very powerful skill. On that row of bookshelves, there were a variety of scrolls, and Jing Yi quickly glanced at them. Suddenly, he saw a somewhat tattered scroll, covered with dust, which had not been picked up by anyone for a long time. The introduction of the scroll was also covered with a layer of dust, and Jing Yi carefully wiped it clean with his sleeve and looked at it carefully.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace!" I wiped it, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down Jing Yi's head, "Isn't it so ruthless." He searched carefully on the nameplate, and finally found a small line in the corner, "This scroll is a displacement scroll in the auxiliary scroll, and it has a small attack power when it is issued." Skill assessment, no level. "There are only a few brief introductions on the nameplate.

After reading it, Jing Yi picked up the scroll without hesitation. Because the scroll introduction says that the displacement skill is the same as what he thought, and it also carries some very weak attack power. Generally speaking, there are a lot of civilians among the students who come here, and there is a high probability that they do not have soul skills, and there will be a freshman exchange meeting in two months, and the first skill is undoubtedly to choose an offensive soul skill. Those aristocratic students were much better, looking for them slowly, but in the end, they didn't get any soul skill scrolls, their vision was too high, and they couldn't look down on the soul skills of the highest level here. But often the most useful skills are these low-level skills, which consume little soul power and are practical, and can often play a decisive role in a battle.

Walking up to the old man at the door, the students handed the scroll in their hands to the old man, and with a wave of the old man's hand, a large number of papers and a bottle of liquid appeared on the table in front of him. The old man took a quill from his pocket and wrote on the paper. When he saw the scroll that Jing Yi chose, he was slightly stunned, but he didn't stay too long, and after a while, he had already drawn hundreds of scrolls, handed them over to the leading teacher, and squinted in the sun. Jing Yi took the scrolls handed by the teacher, and couldn't help but glance at the old man again, the old man did not have the slightest fluctuation of soul power on his body, but when he wrote those scrolls, he gave Jing Yi a special feeling. But that feeling was only a momentary thing, and then the old man regained that lewd look, if it weren't for the real feeling just now, Jing Yi would have thought it was his own delusion.

"Classes begin this afternoon, and there is a bulletin board on the edge of the central plaza where your class belongs. Now, dissolve. The teacher who led the team walked away.

"Let's take a look, the four of us should be in the same class, just see if the beauty today is with us. A lewd smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yuanan's mouth, "Jing Yi, seize the opportunity, maybe that little girl has a heart for you." ”

"Then you can envy me, hehe. Jing Yi smiled, "Naturally, there are beautiful women like me who are as handsome." ”

"Cut~" Jing Yi's narcissism attracted disdain from the other three.

Several people walked to the bulletin board to look for their names, and there were also the names of Murong Lan and Nalan Qing on that piece of paper, and these six people were extremely lucky to be divided into a class.

Classes started at 10 p.m., and to Jing Yi's great distress, he fell asleep on the desk before the teacher came, which was undoubtedly a habit brought to him by his years of student life.

Tuk Tuk, not long after falling asleep, Jing Yi was woken up by the sound of knocking on the table. Jing Yi didn't make any sound, sat up slowly, rubbed his eyes, and found that in front of him was an extremely beautiful woman, this woman was about twenty years old, with long black hair up to her waist, her eyes were a rare tourmaline pink, clear and translucent, and her blood-spurting figure was undoubtedly revealed in a black teacher's uniform, and at this moment she was standing in front of Jing Yi angrily.

"This classmate, who went to bed for the first time in my class, does he have any opinions about me?" The woman's voice was very nice.

"I ...... I didn't sleep well last night. Jing Yi hurriedly found an excuse to prevaricate.

"I know you are all young and energetic, but you must pay attention to moderation!" After the woman said this, many people in the class were already blushing.

"But our dorm is all men, what kind of moderation. In a hurry, Jing Yi muttered quietly.

"Neither can a man! Write a 10,000-word review for me, and hand it in tomorrow morning. After the woman said a word, she walked to the podium, and she didn't even have a chance to defend Jing Yi.

"I ...... I'm the next Olympics!" Jing Yi was stunned on the spot, this teacher is too powerful. The class was also laughing like crazy at the moment, that Murong Lan covered her stomach, pointed at Jing Yi, and her eyes were bent into a crescent moon with a smile. Nalan Qing was a little better, she just covered her mouth and chuckled, she was naturally very happy to see Jing Yi eating deflated.

"Quiet!" the beautiful teacher's voice was not loud, but there was a special coercion, and the classroom was immediately quieter. "You are the best in this entrance exam and have been assigned to this class, but don't think that you can not practice diligently, no matter how good your talent is, it will be worn out one day. I am your homeroom teacher, my name is Sangsi, you can call me Sangsi. ”

"Demon Snake Sanxi, are you Demon Snake Sanxi?" At this time, Feng Yuanan suddenly spoke.

"I can't believe that anyone knows my nickname, but I think I'm still very famous. So this classmate, like you, tell me what you know. Sansi sat at the lectern, his legs slender and straight, but no one dared to look at it, and they had heard of the name of the demon snake Sansi.

"Demon Snake Sanxi, is the champion of the last Heroic Soul Competition, leading our Soul Xuan Academy team members to overcome obstacles and win the supreme reputation of our Soul Xuan Academy, the Soul Xuan Academy was originally ranked last among the four major academies, but it became famous in one battle, and became the head of the four major academies in one fell swoop, and our Eastern Empire also gained more than ten years of peace. I didn't expect her to be a teacher here......" There was a trace of pride in Feng Yuanan's voice, yes, it was pride, it was the pride that belonged to the Eastern Empire.

"I didn't expect that some people still knew about my deeds. Now that we're going to start the class, today we're going to learn about skill level determination. Sanxi's faint voice interrupted Feng Yuan'an's words.