Chapter 12 There is a "sparring partner" sent to the door
Wu Xuan looked around, and at this moment, he was no longer in the cursed temple he was in just now.
"Isn't this the Psion Pavilion?" Wu Xuan wondered.
"Classmate, I see that you have been standing here with empty eyes, like an evil spirit, what's wrong with you?"
An older man patted him on the shoulder and said kindly.
Wu Xuan was also relieved.
He guessed that the divine consciousness had entered the ring just now, and the body was still in place.
"It's okay, sir, I just shook my head." Wu Xuan replied politely.
The old man looked at Wu Xuan for a moment, and said with a smile: "You should be a freshman, the old man is the administrator of the Spirit Technology Pavilion, you can call me Mu Lao." ”
"Student, Wu Xuan."
"Oh? You are Wu Xuan? ”
After Mu Lao heard the name, he looked at it even more curiously.
"Huh? You opened this purple chest? ”
Mu Lao noticed that the box on the side was opened, and the ring stored inside was in Wu Xuan's hand at the moment.
"Yes, Mu Lao."
Mu Lao stroked his beard and said, "Since you can open this box, it means that this thing is related to you." ”
"Our academy has been waiting for someone to open these two treasure chests."
"The student didn't have talent, and accidentally opened one of them." Wu Xuan said worriedly.
There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, if Mu Lao forcibly wants this ring back, how should I deal with it.
Mu Lao seemed to see Wu Xuan's thoughts, and smiled heartily.
"Wu Xuan, don't worry, you can take this ring."
"I'm not afraid of your jokes, when our academy obtained these two treasures, we tried thousands of methods, but we couldn't perceive and perceive the mystery of the treasures."
"Later, I will report this to the dean, and I believe he will agree."
"Then the student thanked Mu Lao."
Wu Xuan bowed and thanked him.
Mu Lao nodded and said, "It's not too early, the Spirit Skill Pavilion is also closing, go back and rest!" ”
"Goodbye Mu Lao!"
Wu Xuan wore this ring and left the Spirit Skill Pavilion.
Wu Xuan looked up at the sky, it was already dusk.
It turned out that he had been in that space for so long, and he thought it was just a moment.
When I arrived at the dormitory, there was no one in the room.
He thought that Hua Maochen should still be participating in the so-called "hunting mission" and it was not over yet.
I noticed my stomach growling.
He complained: "Hey, the Terrans are really weak. You have to eat three meals a day, otherwise your body won't be able to keep up. ”
Demons generally only need to eat one meal to last for several days.
However, the demon race has a very strong ability to reproduce, and with the increasing expansion of the race.
The original resources and food of the Demon Realm have gradually been unable to satisfy the entire race.
"Hey, the food made by the Terrans tastes good, and they will also farm and raise their own livestock."
"If you can let the demons learn these skills, won't you be able to solve the food problem?"
Wu Xuan pondered.
"Forget it, that's not what I should be thinking about right now."
Now he, the third young master of the demon realm, is a wanted criminal of the demon clan.
"Let's eat."
Wu Xuan walked into the cafeteria, made a bowl of food, and found a place to sit down.
Strangely, when the students present saw him coming, they all avoided him and sat on the other side.
"This young master is poisonous, why do you avoid me one by one."
Wu Xuan said puzzledly.
He picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.
With a "clang", a dirty bowl smashed into his rice bowl from not far away.
"Yo, I'm sorry, I accidentally threw it crooked."
Wu Xuan's eyes were on this person, and it turned out to be Zhang Wei who had made things difficult for him in the morning.
"Who should I be, it's a pug!" Wu Xuan smiled disdainfully.
Hearing this, Zhang Wei, who was still proud, suddenly became gloomy.
"There are teachers to protect you in the morning, but tonight the teachers are out on errands. I'll see who can save you! ”
Zhang Wei scolded.
The other students present expressed deep sympathy after hearing this.
Although Wu Xuan once singled out someone who was higher than his four-star strength.
But Zhang Wei is a second-order six-star strength, and he has been cultivating in the school for so long, how can that combat skill be comparable to that of a freshman?
"Hey, I'm afraid this kid will be beaten up tonight."
The students in the distance were talking.
Seeing that the dinner in his mouth was ruined by this Zhang Wei, Wu Xuan was angry in his heart, and he suppressed his anger.
"Well, how about we make a bet?" Wu Xuan proposed.
Zhang Wei was interested: "Oh? Tell me about it! ”
"If I win, please kneel downstairs in the dormitory and say that you are a waste 100 times, and you will wash all my dirty clothes for this month."
Zhang Wei sneered: "Heh, joke, I can't lose to you." ”
"Then if you lose, you will kneel downstairs in the girls' dormitory for labor and management, and apologize to the goddess of Lu Tea while slapping your mouth until she forgives you for your unreasonableness."
"It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
The students in the distance only felt that Wu Xuan must have lost his mind.
"He's dying!"
"yes, how can the academy even recruit people with brain problems!"
Due to the crampedness of the cafeteria, they came to the academy's martial arts training ground.
It was already dark, and the students lit torches around the training grounds.
They all stood around, taking advantage of the moonlight, to enjoy this game that had no suspense for them.
"Just take you to try the spiritual skills that this young master has newly learned in the afternoon," Wu Xuan planned in his heart.
Zhang Wei shouted loudly into the sky, his hands flipped along the way, and the spiritual power in his body was running.
The red spiritual power churned and gathered into a flame.
Zhang Wei stretched out his right hand, and the flame heart floated into his palm like a comprehension.
"Spell Mastery! It's still fire attribute spiritual power! ”
Some of the freshmen in the audience exclaimed when they saw this scene.
Spell Master: He specializes in using the elemental spiritual power between heaven and earth to launch devastating attacks.
And the fire attribute spiritual power itself is also extremely aggressive spiritual power.
As soon as this flame came out, the temperature of the whole audience increased a lot.
Wu Xuan followed closely, condensing his mind and operating his spiritual power.
The golden spiritual power gradually covered his whole body, isolating the temperature on the field.
"What? A prayer practitioner? ”
The old students who had never seen Wu Xuan fight were also stunned.
"How can a support specialization win heads-up? Isn't that hilarious? ”
"Hahahaha!"
The old students laughed loudly.
But the freshmen who had competed with Wu Xuan were quiet and terrible.
Because someone said this before, and then he was beaten badly.
"Junior brother, why don't you kneel down and admit defeat now! You? How to fight? ”
The smiles of the old students at the bottom are also becoming more and more presumptuous.