Su Xiaoya blushed immediately.
She said, "Song Yang, I'm not asking you out. You just came to the elite class of the upper academy and you don't understand a lot of things. I want to tutor you individually."
Song Yang said "oh".
It turned out to be just simple tutoring, and he thought Su Xiaoya would also invite him.
Song Yang said: "That's no problem, you can help me with theoretical knowledge in the afternoon."
Zhang Hua looked at Song Yang and Su Xiaoya's backs and felt very jealous.
He took advantage of Song Yang's inattention and ran out of the classroom.
There are not as many warriors in the upper house as in the lower house.
But the area occupied is not less.
The main thing is to make room for Zhenyuan realm warriors to practice.
A separate training room requires space, practicing martial arts requires space, and there is also space for training.
In addition to these, senior teachers also live in the upper house.
Zhang Hua found his sworn brother, Sima Feng, number ten on the elite list!
Sima Feng was standing at the edge of a pavilion.
His face was ferocious, he was gritting his teeth, then he was frightened and scared, the changes in his expression made people feel like he was schizophrenic.
Zhang Hua hesitated for a moment and then called out Sima Feng's name.
Sima Feng invited Zhang Hua to sit down, and there was no sign of his previous manic behavior.
Zhang Hua saw Sima Feng didn't sit down, so he said, "Brother Feng, have you learned any skills recently? Your facial expression changes every second, and you won't sit on the stool."
Sima Feng instinctively touched his back and said through gritted teeth, "I was accidentally hit by a stone while practicing the day before yesterday. I will be fine after two days of rest."
Zhang Hua nodded and said, "If I had known that you were ill, I wouldn't have come to ask you for help."
Sima Feng said: "Just tell me what's going on. We have such a close relationship. I would feel uncomfortable if you don't tell me."
Zhang Hua said angrily, "It's embarrassing to say this! There's a new guy in our class today, but he's surprisingly powerful. I got beaten up just after I finished pretending. I can't swallow this breath, so I'm going to ask Brother Feng for help. You're at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm, you'll definitely be able to shock the whole place!"
Sima Feng pinched his fingers and said, "That's no problem. I'll go with you to find someone right away. I'm really upset, so beating someone up will help me vent my anger!"
Zhang Hua nodded immediately and said, "In that case, let's not waste time. Before the class starts, let's educate the newcomer and let him know the rules here!"
After that, Zhang Hua took Sima Lang to the elite class three.
Song Yang is reading a book with Su Xiaoya.
When in the lower house, Mu Yanran helped Song Yang to complete his basic theoretical knowledge.
Su Xiaoya began to supplement Song Yang's advanced knowledge, allowing him to have some new insights into the composition and realm of warriors, as well as the levels of various martial arts, weapons, and equipment.
When Zhang Hua brought Sima Feng to the class, Song Yang was very interested in learning.
Su Xiaoya was also very involved and didn't notice at all that the distance between them was getting closer.
Zhang Hua saw their backs and became jealous to the point of madness.
He yelled, "Song Yang! Get out here!"
Song Yang frowned and looked, and saw that it was Zhang Hua who was speaking.
Su Xiaoya was also startled.
She said, "Zhang Hua, what's wrong with you? Are you looking for trouble with Song Yang again?"
Song Yang stood up and said, "He is a jerk and wants to be punished. Wait for me to punish him and that will be all."
When Zhang Hua saw him stand up, he took a few steps back in fear.
When he saw Sima Feng, he bravely said, "Song Yang, don't be complacent. I called my sworn brother here! He is a warrior in the top ten of the elite list. You are dead today!"