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"This is beef, but it's marinated with a lot of special fruit ingredients." Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Wu's tearful expression and spoke quickly.

"Ah?" Xiao Wu looked at Ning Rongrong with tears in her eyes.

"real?"

"Of course, Yuexuan's food tastes especially good, but Yuexuan also has a lot of rules, and its food is particularly hard to buy, and it doesn't do takeout. You have to know the people there and have a certain level of connections to get these good stuff. This jerky should have been made by the owner of the pavilion himself." Ning Rongrong said.

"You can even tell this by eating it?" Xiao Wu asked puzzledly.

"Look at the box." Ning Rongrong shook the exquisite packaging box in her hand. There were exquisite patterns printed on the box, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

"My father brought gifts from Yuexuan before, and this kind of packaging is only used by the owner of the xuan."

"But the owner of the pavilion rarely makes things himself. Usually only special guests can get this kind of thing."

"I still have two boxes." Xuan Ming said.

Ning Rongrong's eyes twitched, "You should... not be considered a guest."

Xuanming is so handso and is famous for being smart and obedient in Yuexuan. The owner of Yuexuan treats him almost like his own child.

Dugu Yan had told her that in the first two years, Xuan Ming was forced by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe to go to Yuexuan to study etiquette, but in the following years, going to Yuexuan was like going ho, he just went there on his own at the appointed ti!

But she could understand it. After all, her father had taken her to Yuexuan several tis. The owner of that pavilion was indeed a very good person. Xuanming's training was so tiring, and going to Yuexuan was one of the few tis he could relax.

"arrive."

After a while, Xuan Ming and his party, led by Dai Mubai, arrived deep into Shrek Academy. In an open space of only about two hundred square ters, there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties dozing off on a chair.

"Teacher Zhao, I'm bringing people to take the fourth level assessnt." Dai Mubai walked up and woke up Zhao Wuji.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and looked at the people in front of him with so surprise, but when he saw Xuan Ming with a strange figure and Arou who looked over twenty years old, his face changed again.

"Why are the family mbers here too? Xiaobai, didn't you tell them that they have to wait outside for the results?"

"This is an entrance examination. How can parents follow their children into the examination room?"

"Teacher Zhao, I... can't stop you." Dai Mubai said sowhat guiltily.

"Can't stop it?" Zhao Wuji frowned.

"Why, are they going to force their way into Shrek?"

"It's not like I'm going to force my way in..." Dai Mubai really couldn't open his mouth.

He has fought with Xuan Ming before, so how could he dare to stop this guy?

"It doesn't matter whether you force your way in or not. Now, we are going to proceed to the fourth level of the assessnt. Except for the candidates for admission, family mbers please stay away and wait outside the college." Zhao Wuji stood up and said.

"Is it shaful to be seen?" Xuan Ming asked casually.

Zhao Wuji was stunned, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, his soul power was faintly fluctuating, and a strong sense of oppression ca over him, "Boy, what did you say? Shrek's assessnt has always been fair, how can you say that it is shaful? If you speak nonsense again, don't bla for being rude!"

"Since there's nothing shaful to see, why can't I see it?" Xuan Ming's expression remained unchanged.

"Did you bring your aunts and uncles into the examination room for the entrance examination?" Zhao Wuji was speechless.

The fourth level of assessnt is a test of actual combat ability, and the battle of soul masters is not a ga of house. Shrek has never refused family mbers to watch the assessnt process in the past, but when those family mbers saw their children fall or bump into sothing, they would imdiately scream!

Startled!

So parents are even more outrageous. When they see a little blood, they just shout "murder"!

How the hell do we assess this?

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was getting impatient, Dai Mubai quickly explained, "The fourth level is a practical test. During the test, the soul master will use all his strength and may get injured if he is not careful. "

"If the family mbers are nearby and startled, it will only distract the candidates. That's why the academy stipulates that family mbers cannot be present during the test."

Xuan Ming didn't say anything.

He was wondering, what reason could he use to justify beating up Tang San?

It seems not.

He is not a lunatic. He would not suddenly jump out for no reason. Knowing that the other party is no match for him, he still goes up to challenge the weak.

But if we don't beat Tang San, how can we lure out Tang Hao?

Could it be that he would stay in Shrek for a night, and when Tang Hao made a move to beat Zhao Wuji, he would go straight for him?

Seeing that Xuan Ming did not answer, Zhao Wuji, who also had a hot temper, stomped his feet lightly, and the ground shook violently. Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, slowly rose up, and a huge pressure spread to the surroundings. Even Dai Mubai, who was standing next to him, was pushed back several ters by this pressure.

"I'll say it one last ti. Family mbers please wait outside," Zhao Wuji said.

Xuan Ming ca back to his senses, looked at Zhao Wuji, raised his right hand, soul power surged, dark blood-red lightning flashed, and the blood spear was stuck on the ground. Four yellow, purple and black soul rings rose up and circled, blocking the pressure from the opposite side.

"What!" Zhao Wuji's expression tightened.

Yellow, purple, purple, and black? What kind of soul ring ratio is this?

Tang San and his companions, who were also seeing this scene for the first ti, were also a little confused, especially Tang San.

The second spirit ring lasts for a thousand years, and the fourth spirit ring lasts for ten thousand years? How is this possible?

"It seems that you are not a guest in Shrek." Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, and the fluctuations of his soul power beca stronger and stronger, and the ground under his feet shook slightly.

Xuan Ming didn't say anything. He originally thought that this world should still have so civilization, but after living here for these years, he had a deep understanding of the rules of this world of soul masters.

The communication between soul masters is very simple. There is no logic to it, and there is no right or wrong. If you have to say it, strength and weakness are right and wrong.

As long as he is strong enough, even if he kills soone for no reason, everyone will think that person is courting death and must have offended this strong man at so point.

Soul masters think so, ordinary people think so, powerful people think so, and weak people also think so.

His attitude towards Qian Renxue is no longer as resistant as before, also because he has recognized these problems.

In the past, he subconsciously used the moral etiquette of his forr civilized society to judge the people he faced, but after seeing the basic rules of this world clearly, he found that he was so naive and ignorant.

The reason why he had so many conflicts with Qian Renxue in the past was not because Qian Renxue did anything wrong, but because he made a mistake.

They were never equal.

The one who was wrong was not Qian Renxue, but him.

Because he is weak, whatever he does is wrong.

Qian Renxue was born to stand at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent, and she stood at the absolutely right height.

He distinguishes right from wrong based on morality, while Qian Renxue defines right from wrong based on strength.

Their three views are different, and he is unwilling to cater to Qian Renxue's three views, so there is no communication between them.

Therefore, he gave up communication and chose silence.

If he wants to change this right and wrong, he must first make himself absolutely right!

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