Chen Zhen said, "The dean's Martial Soul didn't dissipate after his death, so it settled in Tiancong Academy and formed this' Mirror Ground '. Cultivating in it has strange effects. But if one's cultivation and temperament aren't enough, it's easy to go berserk. Later on, the academy was divided into inner and outer courtyards. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "I see. Are these people registering?" He looked at the students coming and going. They seemed to be in a hurry.
Chen Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, you need credits to enter the Mirror Ground. They're in a hurry because they don't want to stay too long to avoid being targeted, because 'borrowing credits' happens from time to time. "
"Credits …"
Yang Qingxuan's heart sank. "My credits are in the negative …"
Chen Zhen slapped his forehead and said, "I knew it. Swipe my card."
As disciples of aristocratic families, they could obtain credits through various means. Moreover, as the personal disciples of the elders, they had a certain advantage in earning credits.
"It's you!"
Suddenly, an angry roar came.
Yang Qingxuan felt a sudden murderous intent in the room, directed at him. He carefully turned around and saw a familiar face. He said in surprise, "It's you? You're that … right … what's your name again? I forgot. "
Chen Zhen stared ahead and said coldly, "Wu Ying."
Yang Qingxuan said, "Oh, right, it's Wu Ying. Eh, your body is quite good. You didn't die from my beating last time? "
Three people came out of the teleportation formation. One of them had a twisted face, and his eyes were spitting fire. It was Wu Ying, who wanted them to memorize the Beckoning Moon Finger in front of the library. At that time, he was beaten up by Yang Qingxuan and had to lie in the infirmary for a few months before coming out.
Now that the enemy had met, their eyes were exceptionally red.
"Wu Ying, who are these two?"
"They look like freshmen?"
His two companions beside him sneered and said with a frivolous expression.
Wu Ying gritted his teeth and said, "I was defeated by this kid last time!"
"What?!"
The two of them were shocked. The frivolous expression on their faces disappeared completely. They were extremely shocked as they sized up Yang Qingxuan.
The student in blue on the left frowned and said, "Are you mistaken? This brat has only stepped into the True Martial Realm not long ago. "
"What?!"
Wu Ying suddenly roared in shock. His body trembled as he said in shock: "The last time I fought with him, he was only at the Spiritual Martial Force!"
His eyes flashed and his Genuine Qi circulated in his body. It seemed that he wanted to make a move, but he was full of fear.
His companion on the right was a short and fat man with a bald head. He grinned hideously and said, "It's already been a few months since the Inner Court Examination. How can there still be such an arrogant new student? Looks like he hasn't been beaten up yet, or he hasn't been beaten up enough. "
The blue-clothed student waved his hand and said with a smile, "Little friend, come here. Big brother has something to tell you."
Yang Qingxuan was about to go over, but he was stopped by Chen Zhen. He said in a low voice, "Ignore them. These people are the trash of the Inner Court. These trash formed their own gang called the 'Celebrities'. If you provoke one of them, you'll get a whole bunch of trouble. "
"Yo, little friend, you seem to know a lot about us' Celebrities'? Come over and let's talk. "
The blue-clothed student put his hands in his pockets and walked over casually.
Yang Qingxuan pushed Chen Zhen away and said, "It's okay. I also want to get closer to the seniors."
After he finished speaking, he walked up and was three feet away from the blue-clothed student. The two of them stopped and looked at each other.
The surrounding students knew that they were going to cause trouble. They all dispersed and made an empty space.
It was not rare to cause trouble in the Mirror Ground. Instead, it was normal. Some wanted to settle old scores, some wanted to borrow credits from others. It was all different.
Chen Zhen was afraid that Yang Qingxuan would be at a disadvantage, so he hurried to follow them.
The short fatty and Wu Ying also followed the three of them. They formed a three against two formation and faced each other.
There were not many people in the hall, but when they saw that a fight was about to break out, those who were about to leave all stopped and prepared to watch.
"Aiya, it's the Celebrities. Who's so unlucky to provoke this group of trash again?"
"Sigh, the Celebrities are the cancer of the Inner Court. They're the gathering place of all trash."
"That newcomer seems to be Yang Qingxuan?"
"Which Yang Qingxuan? Ah, you mean Wu Qiyue's lover? "
Suddenly, there was an uproar and the discussion became several times louder.
"So it's this guy. He's really handsome. He's a pretty boy!" "I sympathized with him at first. Damn, he actually got the number one beauty of the Inner Court. He deserves to die!" "That's right. Beat him to death. Beat Yang Qingxuan to death!"
All kinds of voices rose and turned into condemnation of Yang Qingxuan.
Chen Zhen's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He whispered, "A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him. Let's go first. The voices against you are too loud. But the identity of Wu Qiyue's lover does make people want to beat you up. Even I want to beat you up. "
The short fatty's face turned cold. He pointed at Yang Qingxuan and said, "I've always heard that Wu Qiyue was taken by someone, but I never believed it. So it's you!"
Afraid that Yang Qingxuan would run away, he stepped forward and blocked their way.
The student in blue said, "It's not good for us to fight three against two. There are so many students watching."
The students around began to curse and said, "Damn, you Celebrities are a bunch of trash. Since when did you care about your reputation?"
"Hehe."
The student in blue laughed and said, "It seems that our gang's reputation in the Inner Court is not very good."
The short fatty laughed and said, "Damn you. Since when did we have a good reputation? Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and beat these two brats. Beat them to death! "
Wu Ying suddenly said, "Wait, the one next to them seems to be from the Chen family. Don't kill him. Let him live. Just beat this Yang Qingxuan to death! "
Murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He finally made up his mind to attack. The humiliation of that day rushed to his mind, and his eyes were about to pop out.
Chen Zhen said angrily, "If you want to kill Yang Qingxuan, you'll have to get through me first!"
A cold light flashed in his hand, and a war spear immediately appeared. A chill spread in the hall.
The short fatty said in surprise, "Be careful of this brat. He seems to have some skills."
Yang Qingxuan was also amazed. Although Chen Zhen had entered the Real Martial Arts Realm not long ago, his aura was steady and his realm was solid. He had the momentum of a thunderbolt.
Suddenly, Chen Zhen's body shook. The war spear in his hand danced and then stabbed into the ground with a "clang", supporting his body.
"What's wrong with you?"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. Chen Zhen's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He looked like he was in pain, as if he had been attacked.
He said in horror, "I don't know. My body … there's a ball of fire burning in my body …"
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and touched him. He found that his body temperature was very high, and it was burning his hand.
"Haha, sorry, I'm the one who attacked."
A person walked out of the crowd with a sneer and a smug face. He said in a cold voice, "Yang Qingxuan, do you still remember me?"
Yang Qingxuan looked. It was the inner court student he met in the library that day, Ceng Wen, who had the Martial Spirit "Burning with Fury".
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