The student sighed, cupped his fists and said, "Leave beforehand, keep your eyes open and choose the tasks carefully. Seriously, if it wasn't for the poor students who really lack the resources for cultivation, who would come to this hall of credits to try their luck. "
Both shook their heads and sighed, turned and left.
Standing in the main hall, Yang Qingxuan looked up at the jade plaques, as if they had turned into bloody mouths, and he opened his mouth and bit them off, constantly devouring the lives of the students below.
Many times, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I tend to go to the mountains.
This is not stupidity, nor ignorance, but a kind of helplessness, a kind of responsibility, and a kind of determination.
All the students coming and going in the hall are all children from poor families. Who can understand all the bitterness and pressure in it.
Yang Qingxuan sighed, and continued to look up the task. He is not a hypocritical noble son, but also from an unknown little man, step by step to become famous in the world. What others can do, so can he.
Suddenly a soft voice blew into his ears, with a faint fragrance of powder, "Student, do you want to earn credits?"
Yang Qingxuan turned around and saw a girl with apricot eyes and red lips. She looked pretty with exquisite makeup, and her graceful figure was wrapped in a peach-colored dress, like a college student.
Just put on a little powder and daisy, already quite dusty, squinting and smiling at him like a cat.
Yang Qingxuan clasped his hands on his chest and said, "There is nothing to be courteous about, it's either rape or robbery."
The girl glared at him coquettishly, angrily and amusedly said: "Did you become so sensitive because of what those two idiots said just now?" .”
She said lightly: "Take that Li Ping'er as an example, but he is only at the middle stage of spiritual martial arts, if the task is to be taken by those strong men on the Qianlong list, even if Li Ping'er has ten lives, he will die. So, the key lies in being a human being and doing what you can, and being self-aware.”
Yang Qingxuan was a little sullen, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm also the kind of person you said without self-knowledge. I don't talk too much, please don't talk to me."
"Hehe." The woman laughed and said, "Why is my classmate so sensitive? My name is Wen Wen. We can have a good talk. I think you need credits very much."
Yang Qingxuan didn't have a good impression of this kind of woman, but when he thought of the credits, it was hard for a smart woman to cook without rice, and a penny was hard for a hero.
He said, "You give me credits?"
Wen Wen looked at him amusedly, and said, "How can I give you credits? I'm looking for someone here, and I'm doing things for others to earn some credits." She blinked her big eyes and said, "If you're interested, You can take a step to speak."
Yang Qingxuan thought for a while, then followed her out of the credit hall and came to a remote corner of the college. Seeing that Wen Wen was still walking forward, Yang Qingxuan stopped, put his hands on his chest and said: "I'm not leaving, just talk here if you have something to say."
Wen Wen turned around, smiled, and said, "Have you heard of the underground exchange?"
Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "No."
"You are really direct."
Wen Wen said with a smile: "The so-called underground exchange is to carry out transactions that are not convenient to see. In addition to various items of unknown origin, there is also a very interesting thing, and that is gambling."
"Gambling?"
When Yang Qingxuan heard it, he probably understood what was going on with this "underground exchange".
Everywhere, there is always a bright side and a dark side, and so is power. With the power to represent the sun, there must be the power to sneak in the dark.
These are the two poles of all things, as the saying goes, "a lonely yin cannot grow, and a single yang cannot grow."
He said: "How about gambling? How dangerous is it, and how many credits can I get?" He asked the most critical questions at once.
Wen Wendao: "It's very simple, just fight with someone of similar strength. Then you can get your own reward, usually 50 credits."
"50 credits for one game?"
Yang Qingxuan was moved, and said: "How is the strength of the opponent?"
Wen Wendao: "This is not certain. Whether you are strong or weak depends on your luck. But you will definitely not cross the ranks, because there is no suspense in the gambling fights that cross the ranks. You are only at the Qi martial arts level, so your opponent must also be Qi." Martial Realm." She added: "If you can step into the Spirit Martial Realm, the reward for a match is 100 credits."
Yang Qingxuan was really moved, as long as he played 20 games, he could earn 1000 credits. And if the opponent is only at the Qi level, there is no threat to him at all.
Wen Wen cutely blinked her eyes, and said with a giggle, "It looks like you're moved. In the underground exchange, you can not only earn credits, but also meet a lot of interesting things, for example..."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with a faint smile: "For example... beauties, there are many beautiful girls there, as long as you have money, power, or strength, they are all very open..."
Yang Qingxuan smiled coldly, and said, "Really? Then I want to see how open it is." After finishing speaking, he reached out and grabbed Wen Wen's body.
Wen Wen's face paled, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.
She saw that Yang Qingxuan was young, and he should be the kind of innocent boy who doesn't know much about the world.
But I didn't expect to be so bold, this behavior is completely inconsistent with that immature face!
She was frightened immediately, screamed "Ah", slapped Yang Qingxuan's hand away with a "slap", and took several steps back at the same time.
The waves in front of him were undulating, obviously frightened.
Yang Qingxuan laughed and said, "Hey, didn't my sister say that she was very open? Could it be that she lied to me."
Wen Wen glared at him shamefully and angrily, originally thought that this little chick was indifferent to the world, and she could eat him to death, but she didn't expect to be so unscrupulous, as if she wanted to eat herself in reverse.
She said angrily: "Hmph, whether you open it or not depends on who you are and how capable you are. If you want my sister to open up, I don't know if you have the ability!"
A golden token was thrown, Wen Wen turned around and left, said coldly: "If you want to earn credits, take this token and come to me at Mingyue Villa outside the college, just report my name. Remember, my name is Wen Wen."
She turned her head slightly, revealing a delicate side face, her beautiful eyes looked under her rather cold and arrogant lips. Then he turned around and left, disappearing before Yang Qingxuan's eyes.
"Wen Wen? Early stage of Lingwu."
Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. He didn't know why, but he could see through the cultivation of a strong man in the Spiritual Martial Realm.
His eyes retracted and fell on the back of his hand, which was slapped away by Wen Wen's palm just now, leaving a red mark, which was very painful.
Yang Qingxuan said to himself: "A servant girl has a spiritual martial arts cultivation. This Mingyue Villa is not easy. Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the Tiger Mountains."
He shook his head with a wry smile, put away the token, and headed out of the academy.
(end of this chapter)