Early the next morning.

When the door of the Mo Academy was pushed open, Qi Tian and Yuan Zhong stood outside the door in a bit of embarrassment.

There's not a good place in the body.

Pale face.

Faltering.

But even so, he still tried to straighten his waist, trying to maintain his last stubbornness.

And not far behind them, there was the pair of ponytail girls, all intact, a little shy, with their heads slightly bowed.

Harmless to humans and animals.

Zhao Zicheng stood at the door, looking at a few people curiously.

Finally, he stretched out a finger and poked lightly at Qi Tian's shoulder.

Not a lot of force.

But it was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and even the iron rod in his hand was a little unstable, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Tsk..."

"It's miserable."

Zhao Zicheng shook his head with some emotion, his eyes fell on Yuan Zhong again, and then...

A kick in his ass.

Yuan Zhong's cold face twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The most outrageous thing is that his ass is still dripping blood.

It's hard to imagine what he went through last night.

Only the ponytailed girl still blushed with shame, raised her head weakly, glanced at Zhao Zicheng, and the fawn collided and lowered her head again.

But Zhao Zicheng felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

This...

Not a good person.

As Zhao Zicheng, who watched the whole process of monitoring, and even came back ten minutes earlier than the three of them, he really knew the horror of this girl.

On the first day of entering the city, he also added his own communications.

It looks like Wenwen is weak.

Outcome...

With such a shy look, she reached the finals, including now, Qi Tian and Yuan Zhong have been miserable to this extent, and she is still intact.

Including this girl in the morning, who killed her competitor with a weak face...

Thinking of that picture, Zhao Zicheng was a little numb.

He is also a ruthless person.

"Future juniors, juniors!"

"Ink Academy..."

"Welcome!"

As Zhao Zicheng's voice fell, the door behind him, which represented the Ink Academy, was completely open from a gap!

The early morning sun shone through the door, shining on the three of them.

For some reason, at this moment, several people suddenly felt a little sacred.

The hardships of these few days, at this time, have all turned into memories, as if everything... It's all worth it.

Even this cunning senior looks much sunnier at this time, like...

A true senior.

Oh, well, this person is not Sun Wen, and it is normal not to be cunning.

"What about Sun Wen?"

"Where did he go?"

Inside the door, an old student appeared silently at the door, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhao Zicheng and asking.

Zhao Zicheng looked innocent and shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know, what does it have to do with me." ”

...

Several old students were stunned.

"Of course, you can beat me too."

"Hit hard!"

"As long as you can cripple me, I will definitely confess!"

"Well, I put a little thing on him when he ran away."

"So trust my credibility."

"Come on, ravage me."

"I promise... Don't fight back! ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zicheng stretched out his hands, closed his eyes, and a sandbag appeared out of thin air, and finally submerged into his body.

Several old students looked at Zhao Zicheng's virtue and fell silent.

There was even some toothache.

"He's in luck!"

"I'll talk about it when he gets back."

In the face of Zhao Zicheng's provocation, several people remained very tacitly and turned a blind eye, turned around and left, without hesitation.

Only Zhao Zicheng was left standing alone, looking melancholy.

"I admit I'm strong."

"But you..."

"Don't you even have the courage to challenge me?"

His murmur rang out in the doorway.

Several old students hadn't gone far, and after hearing Zhao Zicheng's words, they paused in their steps, but they didn't get angry, but walked faster.

Looks like I didn't hear it.

"Ugh..."

"Invincible, so lonely."

Zhao Zicheng put his hands behind his back and shook his head slightly, a little lonely.

When he raised his head to look at these juniors and sisters, the smile on his face had regained his sunshine: "Several juniors, juniors, we... Please. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zicheng turned sideways and gave way to the gate.

At the same time, a phoenix chirped out.

The next moment, Xu Yuanqing's figure floated above the Ink Academy, and the flames swept over, covering the entire Ink Academy.

As if to put the Ink Academy in a sea of fire.

Then, Xu Yuanqing stood directly on this sea of fire, carrying his hands behind his back, wearing his own battle robe that he had never been willing to wear, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The phoenix, formed by flames, stood proudly behind him.

Full of momentum.

"Ink Academy, the 141st class of students!"

"Admissions..."

"Time, Wang Youcai, Shen Feng, Qi Tian, Yuan Zhong, Li Zi!"

With Xu Yuanqing's shout, the flames were churning!

Lines of writing are formed in mid-air.

The people of the entire city can see it clearly.

For a while, the reporters who were still squatting in Xinjiang City rushed over with cameras in their hands, taking pictures of this scene frantically, and finally even sat directly at the door of the Ink Academy and began to write.

And under the light of the flames, the plaque at the entrance of the Ink Academy became a little brighter at this time.

It seems so sacred.

The three people standing at the door, including Wang Youcai and Shen Feng in the academy, were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Even if you come from a big city, you've never seen this kind of scene.

The gazes of several people were a little intoxicated.

"This..."

"Is that the Ink Academy?"

Qi Tian was still lying on the ground at this time, looking at the sky and muttering to himself.

Yuan Zhong's expression was cold, but his eyes gradually became firm, clenching his fists.

"Into the Ink Academy, maybe..."

"It was the right choice in my life."

"The Monkey King entered the Spiritual Terrace."

"I'm Qi Tian, enter Xinjiang Chengmo Academy."

"Sure enough, sooner or later, one day, I will also set foot on the path that the Monkey King has walked."

"Hit the Demon Domain and push it all the way to their Heavenly Dome Stream."

Qi Tian took a deep breath, and he didn't know where he got the strength, and he barely stood up again, although he was shaky, he stubbornly did not fall down again.

"Oh..."

"But after the monkey hit the heavenly court, it was crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain."

Yuan Zhong's words were still short and powerful, and he also barely supported himself to get up, and then...

I saw Qi Tian turn sideways without hesitation and fall.

Crush him under himself.

"Can't speak, you can talk less..."

Qi Tian just lay on Yuan Zhong's body and said softly.

And Yuan Zhong was silent.

It's not that it's silent.

Rather, he fell on his stomach, his mouth touching the ground, his mouth open...

They ate the soil.