"Where are they now?"
Aojun played with another pen, with a faint smile on his face.
"They... went to a celebration party..."
Stuck! Another magnificent pen died, Aojun's eyes were dark, and he laughed out loud in his mouth: "Huh, huh... the celebration party? Don’t you think it’s too early?"
Mo Yun's heart was startled by surprise with a sharp light.
"Mo Yun, go and send me all the student information in this class! Have a celebration party? How can you lose my tutor? You don't want me to care about them, so let's beat them down one by one. Exchange!"
Aojun's small fist was squeezed and creaked, the blue veins on his forehead jumped and jumped, the whole face was terrifying and vicious, the room seemed to be shrouded in evil spirits, and it was frightening.
Mo Yun trembled, silently mourning the group of students.
This is trouble...
Ouyang Hongyu: The first of the four leaders of Moban genius. The seven princes of the Tianyu imperial family were stunning at Huangyu Academy five years ago. They were a blockbuster, and what is even more terrifying is that Ouyang Hongyu actually has a perverted flame like Hell Flame. The fierceness in his bones began to make people in the Academy. Only after retreating to three homes will they be assigned to Moban.
Dark Night Ming: The academy's special existence, no one dared to approach the death aura of the whole body, and was then assigned to Moban, who the five dared to provoke.
Helianzhan: A madman fighting in the academy. After a hundred battles in the academy, he became a member of Moban because no one dared to approach him.
Gongsunming: The college knows everything, and the yin is first-rate, and he is known as the "Laughing Son".
Ye Han: Ye family bastard, but he has different talents. The so-called rare talents in a century are crowded out because of the gathering of talents in Huangyu College. The talents with high talents but not good backgrounds are even more crowded out. Later, they were crowded into Moban. Up.
The above five people are a few that Aojun is currently familiar with. Although the next students can't compete with these five in talent, they are also inexhaustible.
Dongfangyi: The third son of the Dongfang family is proficient in rhythm and has no other hobbies except music.
Nangong Sheng: There are five young masters from the Nangong family. They play with flowers. They shine when they see beautiful women. They love painting and calligraphy. They have their own unique skills. Erotica is the favorite of women in the dust...
Leng Minghui: The only son of the Leng family, the only male in the family, and the rest are all elder sisters and younger sisters. The cold noodle tea saint, loves tea madly.
Shao Wenjun: There is a medicine jar. The cleanliness is unbearable. As long as someone touches him, he can wash him with clean water more than a dozen times.
Yuan Bo: I love flowers like crazy. It is said that he planted the entire flowers and plants around Moban. He simply regards the flowers as a lover, and they are not close to women...
Lie Yanbin: It is said that this man has never said a word to others. He looks like a dumb, but he likes to whisper to the air in the middle of the night. The same eccentric teenager.
Li Xi: This person is a money jar. In his eyes, except for money, he still thinks of money. There is not a single sentence that leaves the word money.
Mu Yelin: I'm a lazy person. It's like I haven't slept in eight lifetimes. He always sleeps again, so powerful that he can talk and dream while talking to others.
All these thirteen people belonged to the academy's masters, and all were above the seventeen-year-old promoted to the king. Now they are all young and frivolous, and their future is limitless.
It's just these quirks that make everyone in the academy unwilling to get along with them, so they are put in the same class.
Aojun's face twitched, his eyes scanned the name on the document several times, and finally he came to a conclusion.
It's all perverted!
Rubbing his temples tiredly, Aojun asked Mo Yun: "This is my student?"
Mo Yun nodded, and carefully observed Aojun's expression, for fear that Aojun would throw him angrily into the wilderness.
Sure enough, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps!
Continuing the record of the Moban students in the academy, I found that everyone has a sabotage nature, and apart from their stronger abilities, almost the rest of the academy courses are full of Jianghong, except for Ouyang Hongyu, which is slightly better. Point, those subjects that they are not interested in, Aojun glanced around, and there were countless red duck eggs.
Crossroads are constantly popping up on the smooth forehead, the arrogant man is angry with blue veins, his eyes are violently cold, these damn little bastards must teach a lesson, otherwise they don’t know what the consequences will be if they provoke them. Looks like it!
There is still a full month before the first month of the big exam, she must let them know why the flowers are so popular!
"Mo Yun!"
"Have!"
"Where are they celebrating today!"
"The most luxurious restaurant in Phantom City, Yunlou..."
As night fell, the stars in the sky blinked witty eyes, Aojun was still dressed in white, with picturesque eyebrows, and slowly walked in the phantom holy city with a fan of delicate texture in his hand.
This is the first time to wander on this kind of street in another world. Aojun is not in the same bad mood as before, but as long as he thinks that the thirteen evil stars will not give her a little face, Aojun will be itchy and angry with stomachache. , She had never been so angry when she trained the underworld army before.
It was only the first day of school, and I actually had the ability to let the instructors of the various gardens come and cry. It was really good. If it weren't for their troublesomeness, Aojun really didn't have such a high morale.
Boys, want to play with her, right? Then have a good time with you!
Mo Yun followed Aojun, always feeling the cold air around him. It was clear that the weather in early autumn was still relatively warm, but he already felt the severe cold of winter.
"That Xuanjun tutor... what do you plan to do with them?" Mo Yun shouldn't be so curious, because no one has tamed this group of people since the establishment of Moban.
Not to mention the twelve-year-old kid in front of me.
To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in Aojun. How could a half-old kid be able to fight with more than a dozen young people who are capable of fighting with ghosts.
"How to deal with them?" Aojun raised his eyes lazily, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and swayed again and again.
"I want them to know how serious the consequences of not listening to me are. Now I am very angry. I fix them and let them know how weak they are before I talk to them!" Aojun closed his folding fan and raised his eyes. At a glance, the smile on his lips was more terrifying than a demon.
The towering building is gorgeous and solemn, and the thirteen evil spirits in Aojun's heart are inside...
"Wait, little rascals!"
Aojun and Mo Yun walked into the Yunlou, and their handsome and pleasing faces immediately attracted the attention of many people in the building.
Unlike what you imagined, the Yunlou is actually empty and spacious, and the bright lights make the building look magnificent.
There were no flaws on the bright mirror-like ground, and there were no tables and chairs full of Aojun's imagination, but it was actually like a fighting field.
There is an arched transparent light door in the center of the lobby on the first floor, which is a little similar to the door that I entered Huang Yu College last time. If you want to go upstairs, it seems that you have to pass through this seemingly glorious and transparent arched door.
Aojun had never been here before, so he didn't know the usefulness of this door. He turned around and asked, "What is this?"
Mo Yun was about to answer when suddenly a arrogant man came forward, wearing only a vest on his upper body, and a large piece of long black hair on his chest, disgusting.
The facial features of the big man are crumpled together, looking a bit like a pug.
"Boy, I don't even know if the magic light gate is wrong, go go, go back to drink milk!" The big man waved his hand in disgust, and then walked to the magic light gate to line up without even looking at Aojun.
Before Aojun could figure out the situation, he was damaged by someone. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Yun. The meaning was obvious. She told Mo Yun to tell her everything she knew.
Mo Yun waved a cold sweat with shame. When the man was speaking, he was really afraid that Aojun would send him to see the king of Yan when he was so angry.
"This magic door is made of a rare magic stone. There are many people with supernatural powers on the continent, and then people's supernatural powers are divided into many levels. The crossing status of these levels can only be known by the supernaturalists. Probably, for example, the specific levels, but the magic door can analyze a person's potential value, and then convert the amount of supernatural power into points to analyze how powerful a person's comprehensive ability is."
Mo Yun paused, and continued: "The owner of the Yunlou is very mysterious. Since the construction of the Yunlou, such a rule has been established. Only those who have passed the magic light gate test and have a higher level of potential can enter. People who have no potential or ability can't get in."
Aojun was amazed, and it felt like the combat power index and development potential index that appeared when playing games!
"Then what do you think about these ability indexes?"
Mo Yun pointed to a person who was about to enter the magic light gate and said, "Look at that person, as long as you walk into the magic light gate and stay in the light for a few seconds, that person will appear on the screen next to the door. The potential index, ability index and comprehensive ability index of. The conversion of these three indexes is like this.
"Except for the operation system, which is the king, emperor, and lord level, the other four levels are all masters at or above the king level, saint level, etc.
"Before the age of 40, you can retain your youth before entering the sage level. This kind of person is basically a genius level. Those who enter the king level before the age of two are also super geniuses.
"People have been absorbing the aura between heaven and earth and developing their own abilities since they were born. The one who broke through the basic level at the age of twelve and was promoted to the messenger is a genius selected from a million. The messenger has ten levels, and most people need at least every level. It takes five years to improve. By the time they reach the level of the king, many people are 60 years old. Of course, there are also people who are promoted by pill, which can reduce the time. The level of the king is divided into ten levels. It takes 100 years for the average person to reach the saint. It takes ten years for each level to be reached, but people who are over 150 years old before reaching the level of the saint will definitely not be able to survive the limit of their life.