Chapter 112 Mentor's Shock "Xin'er, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yu, who had a tender look on his face, quickly walked out, looking at the slender back in front of him, a touch of coveting flashed in his eyes, and he quickly disappeared.

Some mentors, naturally, also saw this scene, and they all did their own things as if they hadn't seen it, and they didn't even look back.

Jiang Yu, Hua Xinyu, Yun Hu, and the three of them pursued Wan Xin, which is a well-known thing in Fengyue Academy, and the identities of the three of them, needless to say, are not something that they can offend as mentors.

"Xin'er, are you looking for someone?"

Seeing that Wan Xin didn't pay attention to herself at all, looking left and right by herself, the corners of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched again, but his voice was still so soft.

For some reason, as soon as Wan Xin heard this voice, she felt upset, and she didn't see Feng Hao's figure at all, so her mood was a little impetuous.

After scanning around again, she still didn't find the familiar figure, and Wan Xin sighed lightly in her heart.

"Brother Hao, how long do you have to wait for Xin'er?"

The girl's eyes were full of gloom.

I didn't come this time, so I'll have to wait another year!

"Xin'er, who are you looking for? or I'll help you find it?"

Jiang Yu came over and followed to look around.

"No need!"

Glancing again, Wan Xin regained her coldness, said coldly, and walked towards the academy, while Jiang Yu followed

Listening to these cold words, the cold air around him made the young man tremble suddenly, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and took a step back.

"Humph!"

Feng Hao snorted lightly, ignored him, looked up, and when he looked at that position again, he saw the slender figure retreating into the door, and behind him, a gorgeously dressed young man followed closely behind, and suddenly, his face turned cold.

A cold breath burst out, making the surrounding teenagers shudder one by one, looking at the cold-faced teenager in front of them, they all let go of the way.

They don't understand why the temperature has dropped, and they certainly don't dare to ask.

"Who is that person? Could it be that Yunying arranged it?"

The pupils flickered, Feng Hao's mind couldn't calm down, Wan Xin, I don't know what happened behind the road, but Yun Ying is clear, and Yun Ying must also know that Wan Xin is in love with herself.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and an irritability rushed from the bottom of his heart, making his face become very hideous and terrifying.

"Rhyme!"

Sen Leng's voice spit out from between Feng Hao's teeth, and his eyes were full of Sen Ran.

A tyrannical emotion surged up, making his eyes turn red directly, and he walked forward step by step.

"Sober up, where is this?"

An old voice resounded in his mind, and suddenly, a cool well-up surged up, extinguishing the tyranny, sobering him up and stopping.

"Things aren't what you think they are, boy!"

After saying this, the old man was silent.

"Not what I thought it would be?"

Feng Hao was slightly stunned, slightly pondering, his eyes flickered, half loud, only to sigh lightly, and bitterness appeared on his delicate face, "Maybe, but, I believe Xin'er!"

Thinking of the girl who stood there looking for it with great anticipation, his heart calmed down.

"Maybe, you're looking for me, right?"

Thinking of this possibility, the corners of the young man's mouth raised a beautiful arc.

His series of changes made the teenagers around him who participated in the selection stunned, and they couldn't understand what he was doing.

"Whew"

With a long breath, Feng Hao stood again, waiting for the selection.

Time passed, and the hot sun crawled at an extremely slow speed on the sky, and finally, halfway through the hot sun, Feng Hao also came to the test bench.

"Ordinary, next!"

The middle-aged male mentor, with a cold face, pursed the corners of his mouth, announcing the end of a person.

Feng Hao lifted the corner of his clothes, walked over with a flat face, and slowly stretched out an arm and stuck it on the cold test bench.

Closing his eyes slightly, Yan decided to move, the Wu Yuan vortex in his body tumbled, and the alien nucleus above shook, and a cold Wu Yuan burst out from his arm along the tendons.

"Bang!"

There was a light sound, and the test bench burst out with a dazzling brilliance, until the point of low grade, Feng Hao withdrew his hand, and immediately, the brilliance on the test bench slowly dissipated.

After a long time, he didn't hear a voice, Feng Hao raised his head, and saw that the middle-aged tutor was looking at him in surprise, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he asked softly, "Mentor, am I qualified?"

"Ugh"

Hearing the call, the middle-aged tutor came back to his senses and shouted, "Low grade, qualified!"

He vaguely felt that this young man must have hidden something just now, ordinary people, the brilliance of the test bench was slowly sublimated, and this young man directly rushed up, and other obvious feelings that the purity of this young man Wu Yuan was far more than a low grade, but he stopped too quickly!

"That's not right. ”

A trace of doubt rose in the eyes of the middle-aged tutor, this young man was an ordinary attributeless Wu Yuan, he could be sure of this.

"It's supposed to be a medium grade, right?"

It stands to reason that the middle grade can only be achieved by some attribute martial artists, but among some people without attributes, there are also talented people who can reach the purity of this grade.

"Name, age, cultivation!"

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, glanced at Feng Hao meaningfully, and asked very formulaically.

"Feng Hao, Fourteen, Martial Master!"

Seeing his expression, Feng Hao also understood that this mentor had seen something, smiled lightly, and said slowly.

"Fourteen martial artists?"

Hearing this data, the middle-aged tutor's arm holding the pen shook directly, raised his head, looked at Feng Hao with a shocked face, and after a careful sweep, he found that this young man was indeed already a martial artist, and he was also a martial artist intermediate level!

"Hiss"

This discovery immediately made him gasp.

Nima, what kind of monster is this? Fourteen years old, martial arts intermediate level, that can only be done by those genius-level students in the academy, and at the age of fourteen, at the age of martial arts intermediate level, even those geniuses, few can do it!

Looking at the delicate, peaceful face in front of him, the middle-aged tutor forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and let out a long breath before he said in a trembling voice, "Feng Hao, you have passed, stand behind and wait!"

"Well, Xie Lu Xie Mentor!"

Raising the corners of his mouth slightly, Feng Hao walked to the qualified area and stood.

[PS: If you finish reading, Xiami's first book, "Sun Eater", you can also take a look, you are satisfied. 】