The Anarchic Consort Chapter 155

Novel: The Anarchic Consort Author: 战七少 Updated:
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Early morning of the next day, a gentle breeze blew.

All of the students as well as teachers were gathered at the middle of the academy, uniformly dressed in black robe over white gowns, indescribably magnificent to look at.

At this moment, the judges were gathered at their seats. Tusu Feng smiled as he looked at those young faces below, when his refined eyes fell on Helian Wei Wei and pany they shined with a deep meaning that only he understood.

Sitting by his side was none other than the one who’s always been absent from White Academy, Master Tu Lao. He smiled slightly as he stroked the white beard on his chin and laughed. “Hehe. Really brings back memories. When I was young, it’s during the interacademy petition that I found out that pared to martial qi, I’m more of a match for armaments. Looking at them now is like looking at me when I was younger. Time really spares no one.”

“That’s true. I still remember that at that time, you’re also at the Superior pound peting together with Zi Zun. I and Yun Xiu, however, were miserably oppressed by the two of you.” The Superior pound’s Master Bai shook his head as he spoke. “At that time, you guys are much more aggressive than now and even said that even if you grew old, our disciples still won’t win your disciples. You’re doing well to have Murong Chang Feng as your disciple. That cold tempered Zi Zun, picky and choosy, yet ended up with a low leveled martial artist who hasn’t even touched armaments before. I really don’t know what he’s thinking.”

Tu Lao smiled and didn’t respond to this subject at all, only saying. “We were young then. Forget about it. Let’s look at these children now. Who knows, maybe we’ll e across a good successor.”

“We have several at the Superior pound.” Master Bai laughed faintly. “Their strength are not bad. Tu Lao, why don’t you consider it.”

Tu Lao responded again. “Oh. I actually hope that I can see the other pound’s strength. It’s best when an unexpected talent appears.” In this way, the petition at the school would be even more interesting.

“The other pounds?” Master Bai looked up, couldn’t care less as he took a sip, his appearance expressing that characteristic haughtiness. “Besides that young master from the Hei family, what other talent can there be? Students from the Good and Fine pounds have all been investigated by me. As for the Inferior pound, my goodness, even if I don’t say it, Tu Lao, you also should’ve known what’s going on there. ing up with a talent there is more difficult than ascending to heaven.”

Tu Lao put down the teacup in his hand as he smiled. “After hearing Master Bai saying that, Principal don’t want to say something on behalf of the students from your own pound?”

“Huh?” Tusu Feng was in the middle of watching those few people yawning again, feeling somewhat helpless about their ‘don’t give a damn’ attitudes. Now that he heard these two people’s conversation pulling him in, he gently curved his lips. “It’s not necessary to say anything. Let’s look at the results when the moment es.”

“Sounds like the principal feels that those people from your pound are very promising.” Master Bai burst into loud laughter, his mockery was self-evident. “Principal, I know that you treat all of the students equally favorably, and this is also the first time you personally act as the head of a pound, so you want to achieve some acplishments. However, no matter how you carve rotten wood, it still won’t be as exquisite as green jade.”

Tusu Feng retracted his gaze from Helian Wei Wei and pany and smiled, can’t help but ment. “That may not necessarily be true. The petition hasn’t started. Everything is uncounted. The oute maybe something Master Bai doesn’t expect. Therefore, let’s properly watch the petition.”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head back around without caring about Bai Jing Wen’s expression.

Bai Jing Wen fiercely humphed once, his lips didn’t speak, but his heart disdainfully thought. [What unexpected oute can e from those useless trash from the Inferior pound. They’ve merely e to fill the place with people. Probably can’t even beat that Guan Du from the Good pound before the game’s over. ]

If he had any say, they should get rid of the Inferior pound altogether.

White Academy history spanned several centuries. Not to mention Dragon War Empire, White Academy has a place even within the Divine Continent.

It’s all because this place possessed all of Dragon War Empire’s aspiring geniuses.

Yet those moners from the Inferior pound didn’t have any aptitude, and were basically here to drag down the academy’s quality.

Bai Jing Wen again lowered his head to drink a mouthful of tea. This time, if the Inferior pound couldn’t achieve anything again, those elders from the family clans would have an excuse to propose to the emperor to get rid of this pound.

Thinking of this, he again felt extremely fortable. His body leaned back, two hands placed in front, that posture seemed as if he’s waiting to see how the Inferior pound will lose.

The students weren’t aware what the teachers were thinking. The students from each pound were standing in the same lines as they heard the teachers announcing the petition’s rules.

The petition was according to the lowest to the highest level. The matches today were between the Inferior pound facing the Good pound and the Fine pound facing the Superior pound.

The petition was divided into two rounds. Whoever wanted to watch a certain match could go to watch that match based on the sequence.

The contents of each petition would be drawn up by the teacher in charge of that specialty.

The first two matches would be judged by the teachers. The finals would be up to the masters and grandmasters to judge.

The most well-received was Master Tu Lao. All of the students wanted to use this opportunity to speak with Master Tu Lao, to ask for an armament of their own.

Too bad, Master Tu Lao sat too far away. Besides entering the finals to see him, all of the other students could only look at the judges’ platform from a distance.

The petition’s system was really good. The students rapidly shifted their attention to the two big stadiums.

Their interest were on the matches between the Fine and Superior pounds.

The stage where the Inferior pound peted with the Good pound wasn’t very lively at all.

However, there were still twenty to thirty people who came to watch. Most were from the Inferior pound, not many were from the Good pound, because they simply didn’t attach any importance to this round of petition against the Inferior pound. They might as well first go to the other stage and observe the Fine pound’s strength, so that when the time came, they could offer the petitors representing their own pound a bit of useful information!

“Stage number one, divination petition. The time allotted is thirty minutes!” The elderly teacher’s deep and low voice transmitted.

As the captain, Wei Wei just bent over the tabletop to take an afternoon nap, a strand of her maroon, long curly hair stuck out unruly. She appeared indolent and somewhat laid-back.

Nangong Lie curved his lips to smile demonically, his pair of beautiful romantic eyes looked at those young ladies watching the petition and bent towards them, occasionally winking at them with his left eye, drawing countless girls’ blushing faces.

pared to these two people, Baili Jia Jue could be considered normal!

It’s just that…

Could he not look at the chair as if it wasn’t soft, wasn’t clean, wasn’t luxurious, or exquisite enough!

Watching these expressions, the teacher was very angry!

He rigidly clenched the name list in his hand and yelled again. “Stage number one, divination petition! The students who hasn’t gone on stage are asked to do so as quickly as possible!”

“Your eyes are very beautiful, maybe after I finish this petition, we can go to the merce Plaza and take a stroll together? Hm?” Nangong Lie endlessly gave out flirtatious sparks, maybe he simply hadn’t had enough fun, or maybe it’s because he no longer had the status of genius priest that he’s absolutely unrestrained like this.

This made the young girl in the audience nearest to him bashfully look down, her eyes didn’t dare to look up, as she softly answered. “OK.”

Tear away!

The list of names in the teacher’s hand was thoroughly shredded!

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