Douluo Continent's Spirit Empire

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Mingliang, who was still half-kneeling. Zhang Mingliang felt uncomfortable being looked at by so many pairs of eyes, and the embarrassment on his face was palpable, but he really couldn't get up.

Zhang Mingliang probably couldn't stand such an awkward silence, so he said faintly: "Can someone help me up? My legs are numb... I can't stand up..."

An enthusiastic teacher walked over and helped Zhang Mingliang up. Even though he was helped to stand up, his legs were still trembling, as if he were a bamboo sapling that was about to fall to the wind at any time.

"Don't be discouraged. Student Xu is indeed excellent. His combat ability can be considered top-notch among the same level. It's not shameful to lose to him, but you will have to train more diligently in the future. Your on-the-spot reaction ability today It still needs to be strengthened." The kind-hearted teacher was afraid that Zhang Mingliang would be overwhelmed by the blow, so he comforted him and pointed out his shortcomings.

Zhang Mingliang had a vain look on his face: "Now that I know Teacher Zhang, I am convinced that I have lost. I will definitely work harder to practice in the future."

After speaking, Zhang Mingliang turned to Xu Junfang: "Awesome, I have learned a lesson."

Xu Junfang quickly said modestly: "Don't dare, you are careless, senior, otherwise it won't be easy for me to win."

Zhang Mingliang shook his head with a bitter look on his face. He knew that this was Xu Junfang's humble words. If he loses, he loses.

His legs should have gone numb. Zhang Mingliang broke away from the teacher's support and limped back to the school dormitory. Just like when he came, the moonlight hit him like a wounded lone wolf running away.

Seeing that Zhang Mingliang could walk on his own without any serious problems, the grade director stopped looking at Zhang Mingliang's back and told Xu Junfang with a slightly relaxed tone: "Okay, all the tests have been completed today. In fact, this was originally a two-day task. You can jump right into fourth grade as soon as school starts."

"One thing I want to remind you is that each grade has a class one, which is the elite class. With your current grades, you can directly enter the elite class. According to the rules, the elite class generally only has 30 people. If you want to enter, you can only squeeze in. Drop others, but the elite class will no longer change after the third grade. We can make a special case for you and let you become the No. 30 person, but in this case you will definitely receive a lot of criticism."

"So you decide whether to enter the parallel class or the elite class." The grade director definitely hopes that Xu Junfang will choose the parallel class, because once this special case is opened, some other powerful people will have some ideas. The pressure on schools is considerable.

But the grade director also knew that a genius like Xu Junfang could not choose to be ordinary. The school could not refuse Bishop Platinum's request, but the school would have more trouble in the future.

"Teacher, I choose to go to the elite class. I'm sorry to trouble you." Xu Junfang's eyes were firm. He had no reason to choose not to go to a better class.

"Oh, okay, when school starts, you can go directly to Class [-] of the fourth grade. Also, the classmates you defeated before are also in Class [-], so they need to get along well in the future." The director was afraid that the two of them would be embarrassed in the future, so he Added this.

"Yes, director, don't worry, then we'll leave." Xu Junfang didn't want to stay in the academy any longer. After listening to the dean's instructions, he just wanted to return to the Spirit Temple as soon as possible.

"Go, I won't stay any longer. Master Mu, walk slowly." The director waved goodbye, and the teachers behind him also followed the director.

Mu Shuyu didn't say anything unnecessary, nodded to the grade director, and led Xu Junfang out of the school.

After the two got on the carriage, they ran around again and returned to Wuhun Temple in about an hour.

.........

Wuhun Temple, around seven o'clock in the evening.

In the large training room, Xie Yue was following the request of Teacher Wang Duoyu, who was hired by Xu Huangchen, and was practicing pure martial arts without soul power with the senior soul master coach he brought.

Hu Liena is also in this training room. Although she is here to accompany her brother in training, she is not idle either.

Hu Liena found a mirror, stared at herself in the mirror, and felt calm. She concentrated all her attention, adjusted the rhythm of her breathing and exhalation, concentrated her soul power on her Dantian, and let go of distracting thoughts in her heart.

She was trying to combine the Concentration Technique taught to her by Xu Junfang and the Charm Technique taught to her by the Pope, with her own first soul skill, Charm Ability.

In fact, Hu Liena had never explicitly told Xu Junfang and Xieyue about her relationship with the Pope. Every time she was asked about it, she vaguely mentioned it and then changed the subject.

She didn't want this news to be known to too many people now, that is, when Hu Lien and Xie Yue followed the large number of orphans to Wuhun Hall for batch processing, her talent was discovered by the Pope.

At that time, Pope Bibi Dong took her out to talk alone. He bluntly said that Hu Liena not only had amazing talents in soul power cultivation, but she was also naturally charming. The voice of Hu Liena, the fragrance of her body, and the way she looked at people were all intoxicating all the time. It exudes a charming smell.

When she was a child, Hu Liena didn't know how to turn off this "switch" of charm, so she exuded a seductive aura all the time. Bibi Dong discovered this. She believed that Hu Liena's talent should not be wasted and wanted to accept her as her disciple.

Hu Liena was still young and had never seen such a battle before. The Pope wanted to accept her as his disciple. This was something she had never dreamed of. However, as the Pope, Bibi Dong spoke extremely gently. When she saw Hu Liena's little panicked eyes , and immediately comforted her gently.

Hu Liena felt the aura of her former mother from the pope, and she seemed to have turned back into the little girl who needed her mother's careful care. Because of her spiritual kindness, Hu Liena had a great affection for Bibi Dong, and then she became a disciple of Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong taught her a set of methods to practice the art of charm, so that she could always control the switch of her "charm". It is said that the Pope said that this was also the charm taught to her by her teacher back then. After that, Hu Liena was sent to this Xingluo City. He attends the Wuhundian Junior Elite Academy.

After arriving at the college, Hu Liena had no communication with the Pope. During the vacation when she was nine years old, she was taken back to the Papal Hall by someone sent by the Pope. The Pope listened to her like a mother and listened to her talk about what happened in the college that year. I also analyzed and worried about individual matters for her.

It was these small gestures that made Hu Liena so grateful. She felt that she had experienced family affection again. She had no other relatives except her brother, so she subconsciously transferred her longing for her mother to the equally gentle Bibi Dong.

Just when Hu Liena was concentrating on practicing charm, a voice exploded behind her.

"Sister Nana, are you admiring your own face when you look in the mirror? Are you so narcissistic? I don't notice it usually." A hearty but mean-spirited voice floated in from the door.

This voice was so familiar to Hu Liena that she knew it was Xu Junfang. When she heard what Xu Junfang said, Hu Liena raised her eyebrows slightly and stood up from sitting cross-legged.

Hu Liena turned around and saw a playful smile on Xu Junfang's face. She was immediately a little embarrassed. She stepped forward and pinched the soft flesh around Xu Junfang's waist. She said in a soft and gentle voice: "What's wrong? Xiao Junfang, sister, don't you?" Pretty?"

Xu Junfang felt the pain in his waist and quickly admitted his mistake in a joking manner: "Sister Nana, I was wrong, you are the most beautiful!"

"Hmph, sweet words." Hu Liena said, but her eyebrows were still a bit happy, and the soft flesh she was pinching in her hands loosened.

Xu Junfang jumped aside quickly: "But it still can't hide the fact that you are narcissistic when you look in the mirror."

"Xu Junfang, stop!" Hu Liena was angry and wanted to laugh, chasing Xu Junfang who was running away.

The attention of the other people in the room was suddenly disturbed by the two playful people. Xie Yue was helpless when she saw that it was her younger sister playing with Xu Junfang. The two of them had always loved playing like this before, and they still enjoy it to this day.

The coach in charge of Xie Yue's training was not attracted by the two of them. While Xie Yue was distracted, he hit Xie Yue's chest with a stick, making Xie Yue stagger and at the same time drawing his attention back. Yue recovered and continued training.

On the other hand, another middle-aged man, Teacher Wang Duoyu, watched the two gradually stop chasing and shook his head: "Oh, young man..."

When Xu Junfang stopped running, Hu Liena grabbed the flesh of his waist. He grabbed Hu Liena's left arm with both hands and tried to pull the arm away from his body. He was always successful, while Hu Liena stood beside him and laughed.

Hu Lien, who was aware of the outsiders' gaze, finally chose to let go and apologized to Wang Duoyu with some blushing: "Teacher Wang, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made noises and fights in the practice room, which affected my brother's training."

"Little girl, it's quick to admit your mistake." After saying that, Wang Duoyu didn't look at Hu Liena anymore, but turned his attention to Xu Junfang, with a curious naughty look on his face: "Are you Xu Junfang? The precious grandson of Bishop Platinum? I've heard of your name for a long time. ,Ha ha."

"Old sir, I don't dare to be famous. You are..." Xu Junfang showed his standard humble smile again. He had never felt that he was powerful.

Xu Junfang has always felt that he just took advantage of time travel, so he usually admires those who rely on their own talent or hard work to truly cultivate. Those are the real geniuses, such as Hu Liena, such as Xie Yue. He just took a step. Just a shortcut.

"Old sir? Am I very old? My name is Wang Duoyu. Nice to meet you." Wang Duoyu, a middle-aged man, complained because he was called old.

"Wang Duoyu!?" Xu Junfang felt a little strange, why did this ugly name sound familiar to Yazi.