While everyone was cheering for Shangguan Ling's victory, Bai Ye was the only one who was thoughtful.
The contrast between movement and stillness was too obvious, and it happened to be noticed by another man who was smiling evilly and silently in the corner.
"I also want to choose the warrior profession. Female warriors are so cool!"
"Senior Sister Shangguan is really amazing. Elites come out of the daily class. We will definitely become like this in the future."
"That guy from the yellow class, his name is Qiao Yu, right? He really has a good skin, but his strength is simply a scumbag."
When the freshmen first entered the school, they were shocked to see such cool skills from their seniors. After the fight was settled, the crowd started to talk a lot.
There was a hint of disdain in Shangguan Ling's eyes: "There will be no good consequences if you don't overestimate your capabilities."
With a twist of her wrist, the sword was sheathed, and she walked out of the arena amidst the cheers of her classmates.
At this time, Bai Ye silently retreated to the back of the crowd, looking at herself up and down to see where the flaw was, and a child actually figured out her gender.
"Shangguan Bell." A low, slightly hoarse sexy voice broke through the cheers.
The crowd surrounding Shangguan Ling took the initiative to move out of the way after seeing the person coming. A man also wearing the uniform of the second grade day class appeared leisurely with noble steps.
He has peach blossoms in his eyes, and the ends of his eyes are raised upward. The placket of his school uniform is casually open, revealing his slender neck. Although his appearance is not an exquisite handsome man, he has a good temperament and has a style of his own in his manners.
"Zhuo Yu?" Shangguan Ling's expression softened slightly, losing the previous flamboyance.
The second-year students looked excited when they saw it was him.
Zhuo Yu, the most powerful student in the second-year class, the pride of his mentor, is also known as the miraculous weapon refiner who can save Shengying Academy. You must know that between two people with little disparity in strength, if one of them has a superb weapon, You can easily turn things around.
Although the weapon refiner is an auxiliary profession, its status is no lower than that of warriors, knights, archers and counselors. Zhuo Yu also took the warrior profession as an elective and achieved outstanding results in both majors, making him a topical figure once again.
Shangguan Ling asked in confusion: "What are you here for?"
Zhuo Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at her while circling: "You only won a person from the yellow class, so why are you so proud? You have really fallen."
"What do you mean! Are you here to make trouble?" Shangguan Ling was unconvinced. She was not weak in strength to begin with, and she was the only one among her brothers and sisters in the family to break through to the peak of martial arts at a young age. She was far away from being called a strong martial saint. level, only one step away.
"It's not like you don't know me. I always like to stir up trouble." Zhuo Yu shamelessly admitted that he was here to cause trouble.
Powerful, wealthy, and an only son, he has become a big winner in life, but at the same time he has lost his goal.
He came to Shengying just to hang out in such a loosely managed college, and finding trouble seemed to be his only pleasure now.
He smiled evilly and said, "Although I like to find trouble, I never tell lies. You think you are very powerful and talented, but you can't compare with her at all. Hey! That freshman."
"Huh?" Bai Ye, who was alone in a daze, came to his senses and frowned when he saw everyone turning their attention to him.
What does this have to do with her? She said nothing and did nothing!
Zhuo Yu gave the order, walked to Bai Ye, pointed at her, and said to Shangguan Ling: "Look, she is only a first-year freshman, only sixteen years old. Like you, she is also a peak martial artist. "