Chapter 2257
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"Vice President Gu is right. Qin Fen's skills have fallen to the Paragon Eighth Heaven a few months ago," the middle-aged man said.
"Oh?" The elder raised a brow.
"However, Vice President Wen Qi took in a new tutor not long ago and handed Qin Fen and the rest to that tutor. I didn't expect them to improve so much in just a few months."
The elder's eyes lit up when he heard that.
"Who is it?"
The middle-aged man pointed at Ye Qingtang who was below the ring.
The old man looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, he saw an ordinary-looking thin and weak young man.
"Her name is Ye Liu. You haven't been in the academy recently so you don't know her. She brought the students out without permission and caused quite a commotion in the academy," the middle-aged man said honestly.
"You guys care too much about these formalities. Why can't you do that as long as those kids can discover their potential?" The elder smiled.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.
At that moment, Luo Sheng rushed over with Wen Qi. When they saw the elder standing in front of them, they were stunned.
"You're back?" Luo Sheng looked at the elder in surprise.
The elder smiled. "You guys are here too? Just in time, it's getting late. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid they'll starve. Come with me. "
Wen Qi and Luo Sheng looked at each other but obediently did not say anything in front of the elder.
The elder walked a few steps and said to Wen Qi, "You're really good at judging people."
Wen Qi smiled. She was shocked when she noticed that it was actually Qin Fen and Ran Mo on the ring. However, when she saw that the elder did not have much of a reaction and Qin Fen was not at a disadvantage, she could not help but smile.
Ran Mo had never met such a difficult opponent in his life. He was injured many times, but he knew that Qin Fen must have suffered serious internal injuries as well.
However, the two of them seemed to be at each other's throats, and neither was willing to admit defeat first.
"Alright, both of you stop."
Suddenly, a deep and powerful voice rang in everyone's ears.
The instant that voice rang out, Ran Mo and Qin Feng, who were on the stage, seemed to have been frozen by someone. They were unable to move an inch.
When all the mentors heard the voice, they were stunned and looked towards the source of the voice.
The white-robed elder slowly walked over with Wen Qi and the two instructors.
In just an instant, everyone who saw the old man was stunned, and they hurriedly went to greet him.
"Dean, you're back?"
That old man was the dean of the Netherworld Academy — Wu Feng Ling.
Ye Qingtang looked at Wu Fengling with respect.
Wu Fengling was now the principal of the Netherworld Academy, but in her previous life, Ye Qingtang had heard many rumors about him.
Once again, in the face of danger, Wu Feng Ling used his own strength to protect tens of thousands of students. In the end, when he died in battle, his body did not fall. In the last moment of his life, he still risked his life to protect the tens of thousands of students behind him.
This was a respectable Principal. However, when Ye Qingtang came, Wu Fengling was not in the courtyard.
"Master!" When Ran Mo saw Wu Fengling, his face froze. Thinking of his current wretched state, he could not help but feel a little guilty.
Wu Fengling did not go up the high platform. Instead, he walked directly to the ring and looked at the two youths who were frozen in place by him with a smile on his face.
"You rascal, when I was not in the academy, did you slack off and did not cultivate properly again?"
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