< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Fantasy > Heaven Awakening Path > Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Words:2559Update:22/06/25 08:01:40

Report

Qin Sang was speechless for a moment, but someone helped her to continue the conversation.

"Every family has its own rules. Is it wrong to hit someone? That also depends on the reason for the hit and whether it is in line with the rules. The rules of the Qin family, do the two of you have the right to criticize them? "

Wei Ming.

The think tank of the 12 generals of Xiabong Castellan came out to speak for Qin Sang at this time.

There weren't many people here who knew Wei Ming, but when they paid attention to Wei Tianqi, they also noticed that this was a person who always followed Wei Tianqi. So at this time, although Wei Ming was speaking, everyone was still paying attention to Wei Tianqi. Everyone knew that Wei Ming's actions were definitely inspired by Wei Tianqi.

Lu Ping scratched his head and thought about it. He seemed to think that Wei Ming's words made sense, so he actually nodded. "Okay!"

Then he looked at Ling Ziyan. "Then why don't you come to our Zhenfeng College? We don't have the rule that you can casually hit people here."

There was a very unserious hissing sound on the Soul Point Platform. How hungry was this Zhenfeng College? Why did they find an excuse to pull people to their college no matter who they met?

"Ah?" Ling Ziyan didn't expect the words to suddenly come to this. She had long been used to being slapped by Qin Sang, but this was the first time someone stood up for her. So the first feeling in her heart wasn't gratitude, but a little overwhelmed. In the end, the other party actually began to invite her to Zhenfeng College in an instant. This thought changed too quickly, which made Ling Ziyan even more panicked. She didn't know how to deal with it at all. She just kept looking at Qin Sang's expression.

"Don't be in a hurry to answer. Take your time to think about it. We're just over there." As Su Tang spoke, he pointed to where the few people from Zhenfeng College were. The little flag was flying in the air, revealing the two rotten words "Overtake" left behind by the two.

After that, Lu Ping and Su Tang walked back, leaving Ling Ziyan at a loss and Qin Sang with a gloomy face. Wei Ming was not happy either. He rushed out to argue with Lu Ping and Su Tang. In the end, he was dismissed by Lu Ping with a simple "Alright". He seemed to have admitted that what Wei Ming said made sense, but he was persuaded so easily that he did not feel victorious at all.

"Alright, quiet down. Next group! "

The examiners of the Soul Selecting Assembly were not idle. At this time, they quickly began another group of soul selections, so that everyone would not endlessly pay attention to these things outside of the assembly. This year's Soul Selecting Assembly had become more and more like a child's play because of several episodes.

The light of the soul selections flew up and fell. Then everyone saw that the number one waist tag on Qin Sang's waist was lit up by the light.

Qin Sang walked into the field with a frosty face. She scanned the field without saying a word, her right hand was already on the hilt of the Kuei sword.

"Forfeit!" Suddenly, a voice came out quickly. Without even showing her face, a lit waist tag flew out from the crowd and landed on the cold soul-selecting platform.

The twelve examiners frowned at the same time. Who knew that this was just the beginning, followed by shouts of "forfeit". These guys did not even come out to greet the examiners. They all threw out their waist tags.

One, two, three …

In an instant, eight waist tokens had been thrown onto the Soul Selection Platform. This group's competition had ended before anyone had even shown up. But after eight waist tags were thrown out, the ninth actually did not show up.

"Hmph … Trying to be clever?" Someone said disdainfully.

Ten people, three left. According to this rule, other than Qin Sang, there could still be two people who could win. But looking at Qin Sang's unhappy look, everyone had already foreseen that under her full strength. This group would definitely be like the second group, where the other nine people would all lose. So everyone chose to forfeit. But now, there was actually one person who did not make a sound. Was she deliberately waiting for the others to forfeit first?

This little bit of cleverness, it would also require Miss Qin family to be willing, right? But looking at the current situation, if this ninth person wanted to take advantage of a loophole, she would probably be beaten up badly, right?

She really thought she was clever!

While everyone was thinking this, they searched the crowd for the location of the ninth lit waist tag. In the end, it was under the shameless banner of Zhenfeng College. Everyone found the light, and at the same time, they also saw the gazes of everyone from Zhenfeng College, as if they had seen a ghost.

From Guo Youdao, to Siffin, to Su Tang, to Lu Ping, they looked at the waist tags that were thrown on the platform, and then looked behind them, at the one hanging on Morin's waist. For a moment, they really did not know what to say.

It was actually someone from Zhenfeng College?

Everyone was a little overjoyed. This result, Qin Sang must also be very happy, right? This was just the right time to vent her anger!

In the end, the person from Zhenfeng College who was called out was actually indifferent. He did not forfeit, nor did he have the intention to hold the waist tag and walk up the platform. He just stood there, the waist tag flashing, but he seemed as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

Want to deny it like this?

Everyone was angry, especially the eight people who had forfeited first. How could they tolerate someone so shamelessly picking up the leftovers?

"Go! Go! Go! "

Countless people shouted and pushed. Anyone with the slightest bit of conscience would definitely not be able to tolerate this kind of atmosphere, unable to resist this kind of push. No matter what, they would be forced to go up the platform.

But this person from Zhenfeng College continued to act as if there was no one else around. As everyone pointed at him and shouted, he moved, and took out half a baked sweet potato from somewhere. Very naturally, very calmly, he began to chew on it, very happily, completely unaffected by the crowd's noise.

Such shamelessness! He was practically invincible!

Everyone exclaimed. They had no idea that their egging, their pushing, could not be heard or seen by Morin at all. He did not "seem to be fine," he really was fine.

"Is there still a need for this group?" Guo Youdao spoke at this moment.

"There is a need!" Countless people answered on behalf of the examiners, their intentions clear.

"It's hard to go against the will of the masses!" The examiners' faces were solemn, but they were actually very happy in their hearts. They should have strictly followed the rules, but Zhenfeng College had completely activated their selfishness. It was rare to go against the rules, but they could receive everyone's approval and support, so why not go against it?

"If this goes on, there won't even be 50 people on the Roll of Soul Selection." Guo Youdao was especially worried for the Soul Selection Convention at this moment.

"50 isn't a fixed number, there's no need to force it," Ding Wen replied.

Guo Youdao was also helpless. It looked like there was no way he could bluff his way through this. It looked like Morin still had to go up the platform, and he had to face the strongest opponent in this Soul Selection Convention, and it was a duel.

He did not say anything, since Morin would not be able to hear him anyway. Guo Youdao only patted Morin's shoulder hard.

At this moment, Siffin also grabbed Morin's hand, preparing to use the communication method they had agreed on before to tell Morin that he needed to fight.

But at this moment, the excited and festive Soul Selection Platform suddenly quietened down.

"What's wrong?" Several people from Zhenfeng College who were surrounding Morin turned around and saw that in the middle of the Soul Selection Platform, Qin Sang walked down the platform without looking back.

The young lady of the Qin family would not let three out of ten people stay, nor would she let those who wanted to take advantage of the loopholes, but similarly, she would not let everyone have the mentality of watching the fun.

She felt bored and bored, so she stepped down. It was as simple as that.

"The winner of this group …" The examiner's voice was obviously a little dry.

"Qin Sang." When he said the name of the young lady of the Qin family, he was quite natural.

"Zhenfeng College, Morin." When he announced this name, everyone could hear the reluctance in his tone.

"Shameless!"

"Cheeky!"

Many people were cursing. Morin didn't go up the platform no matter what, and he even disgusted the young lady of the Qin family. Everyone didn't admire this ability at all, but despised it very much.

"Cough, cough …" Several people from Zhenfeng College were coughing. How could they explain this situation to others? After all, it was not good to publicly announce the cultivation of Soul Cutting. It was quite good that everyone was willing to understand from the perspective of Morin's shamelessness and cheeky skin.

"Boring! So boring! "At this time, someone seemed to have reached the limit of being unable to bear it, and he exploded.

"I'll apply for the next group, okay?" Xu Weifeng rushed in front of the examiner who didn't even have a rest and was about to start a new round of Soul Selection.

The examiner glanced at Ding Wen, and Ding Wen nodded.

In this year's Soul Selection Conference, four groups had passed, and all of them were crushed. They really needed such a passionate, expectant, and hot-blooded student.

"Hey …" An examiner seemed to want to say something, but it was too late. The flowing light of the Soul Selection Conference had already lit up Xu Weifeng's waist tag.

"What's this student's name?" Ding Wen asked. He had a good impression of such a positive and enthusiastic student. It was as if he saw his own school life in Southern Sky Academy.

"Tianwu Academy, Xu Weifeng." The examiner who wanted to say something but hesitated answered.

"Not bad, not bad. Which Soul Selection Conference area was he in? Who was he with? "Ding Wen asked. He wanted to take this opportunity to understand Xu Weifeng's strength.

"No one, only him." The examiner answered.

Ding Wen's expression changed greatly. "He is …"

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.