It turned out that she was overthinking. Compared with beating people, Bai Ye had a more direct way to deal with them.
"From today on, whenever you have nothing to do, come to my place to practice. I will definitely 'help' you."
Bai Ye threw the three cushions to the ground, and several people looked at each other with desperate expressions.
For the two girls who were in the early stage of martial arts, Bai Ye imparted his experience at that stage to them, and then gave each of them a spirit-enhancing pill to take when they reached the peak of martial arts.
In the days that followed, the two little girls suddenly had goals as if they had been given a shot of blood.
They had a tacit agreement not to ask about the origin of Bai Ye's elixir. They had been shocked by her too many times before, and they were used to it.
Qiao Yu advanced to the middle stage of Martial Arts during his training in the mountains. The time is still short and the speed will be much slower. Reaching the peak of Martial Arts does not happen overnight.
Bai Ye did not rush to let him practice on his own. Instead, he asked him to focus on regulating his breath to consolidate his strength. From time to time, he called him to the arena to restrain his strength and compete with him with the strength of the mid-level martial master.
After reaching the Wu Zun level, your strength will only gain greater room for improvement through constant fighting.
The newcomers Fu Sheng and Mo Chanyin were assigned to the day class without any surprise, and they became classmates with Bai Ye. They were both handsome, and Mo Chanyin was a real flirt. Soon, the female students They gradually shifted their targets, finally giving Bai Ye, the pseudo-man, a chance to breathe.
During this period, she sneaked into the small dark room to visit Li Xunle. It was getting cold and she was afraid that he would get cold in that place, but this kid was completely prosperous. The guards treated him like a master and provided him with free gummy candies. , just afraid that if the young master gets upset and escapes, their jobs will not be guaranteed.
At the same time, Nan Xiang led King Xuan's most elite secret guards to engage in a bitter containment battle at the border of Nan Zhao.
A dozen secret guards blocked an elegant man in a navy blue gown. The blocked man sat on the ground and ate roasted chicken legs comically, with a half-closed folding fan beside him.
"National Master, please go with your subordinates." Nan Xiang persuaded him earnestly.
Xingchen took out his ear with his free hand and curled his lips and said, "Sir Nanxiang, could you please stop repeating this sentence over and over again? I'm tired of hearing this for two days."
"My subordinate is not good at words, so please ask the imperial master to come with me!" Nan Xiang was not a eloquent person to begin with, and he couldn't do anything with Xingchen. No one could understand how depressed he was.
Xingchen sighed heavily, threw the bones away, and walked up to Nan Xiang with a soft smile.
"Let me tell you the truth. I am busy looking for the young master. Time is very tight. Zhulu will not arrive in a short while." He patted Nan Xiang's strong chest familiarly and rubbed a hand of chicken fat on it. On to him.
"My master is also competing now, and he happens to be on the road with the imperial master." Nan Xiang looked stiffly at the shiny oil stains on his chest, feeling the urge to kill someone.
Xingchen looked very surprised and said to himself: "It turns out that Di Yun is competing for deer~ Fortunately, he didn't go."
Hearing this, the corner of Nan Xiang's mouth twitched, this dead scoundrel was talking nonsense!
"Nan Xiang, you are working for Di Yun all day long. You should be very busy. There is no need to spend this time with me. In the end, you will not be able to complete the task. When Di Yun is angry, you will not be able to eat and walk away. This way you will feel guilty!"
"..." Nanxiang has never seen such a shameless person. If you really feel guilty, you should cooperate!