Wang Xing spread his hands: "This statement was given by the dean. I don’t know why I say so. Anyway, the entire Chili College has more than 300 teachers. They don’t do anything except teach us. For example, Mr. Li at the gate before became The teacher at the Freshman Registration Office has been around for more than 20 years, but he doesn’t do anything except drinking. In my Chili College, I can often see the teachers chatting and laughing under the tree while the students sweep the leaves... "
"Therefore, after graduation, many Chili students often have to stay in Chili College to teach, so that they can enjoy the feeling of drinking by themselves and the students sweeping leaves."
Gong Lingye was stunned, Chili Academy was really peculiar.
When he took Gong Lingye out of the third grade area, Wang Xing stopped entering. Instead, he gave Gong Lingye a piece of cloth map, pointed to one of the circled places and said, "Just go here. Someone there will give you a nameplate, so I won’t go in."
Gong Lingye said strangely: "Why don't you go in, you won't eat people here."
Wang Xing waved his hand again and again: "You don't know this. Although the areas of each grade can be communicated, the third grade is a nightmare for us..." Wang Xing couldn't help but shivered: "The entire Chili Academy has more than 3,000. There are 1,800 students in the first grade, 1,300 in the second grade, and only 69 in the third grade... There are only a few students who can succeed in the second-to-third assessment each year. A few of them, although the number of 69 people in the third grade is small, they are all terrifying! More importantly, maybe the geniuses are so eccentric, these 69 people... "Speaking of which, Wang Xing put it all over. He waved his hand aside, turned his head and left, seemingly terribly afraid.
Looking at the solemn and solemn third grade area, Gong Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly. Is this place really such a scary place
She turned around and walked into the third grade area and looked for the name according to the map given by Wang Xing. Compared with the sparsely populated areas in the second and first grades, the third grade area looked even more bleak. Wang Xing once said, the reason why the college’s public places are not crowded. It is because most of the students are studying and practicing, and some are in class.
"This is... the name office?"
Gong Lingye looked up at the plaque hanging in front of the door. In order to get here, she had already traveled through most of the third grade area and climbed four floors to find the name.
Reaching out his hand was about to open the door, but Gong Lingye suddenly trembled and had a strong bad premonition.
The Mingxing Xing is something that Gong Lingye will inevitably have after becoming a Xuanxiu. Mingxing is naturally capable of early warning and is something that will accompany Gong Lingye throughout his life. In fact, illusionists and other professionals also have fate stars, but their fate stars are very weak and cannot be effective, which is no different from decorations.
Mingxing warned that it must be true. Gong Lingye stepped back and looked at the plaque above it again. Only then did it seem that there was no wrong plaque, which suddenly appeared strangely untrue. Gong Lingye looked back at this entire corridor, only to feel that it was a completely illusory place.
With a slight frown, Gong Lingye shouted into the empty corridor: "Is anyone there?!"
However, no one responded.
…
Zhou Wenbin was lying on the stone table eating special food. A table slowly filled with chicken, duck and fish. There was no vegetarian food. Eleven looked at Zhou Wenbin's greasy food with disgust, and he didn't know how long he had been disgusted.
As he stuffed his mouth, Zhou Wenbin greeted him in surprise: "October, don't you want to eat?"
Eleven expressionless faces: "Don't eat."
"You don't actually eat it?" Zhou Wenbin's greasy face was unbelievable, his eyes revealed as if the best thing in the world had been desecrated by Eleven, and he asked again: "Why don't you eat it so delicious?" "
Eleven: "I don't want to eat what's wrong?"
"It's delicious! This table is full of delicacies!"
"I do not want to eat!"
"Eat it, you will regret it if you don't eat it."
"I do not want to eat!"
Eleven finally couldn't bear it, and directly slapped the fat man's head in front of him into the greasy dishes on the table, and the dishes were overturned and the dishes were messy.
As a fifth-order martial artist, Eleven is one of the best in the entire Chili Academy. Because of its natural divine power, Eleven’s power is very powerful, and he is merciless against Zhou Wenbin’s slap. However, Zhou Wenbin is just lying in the dish. After half a minute, I got up without incident and continued to eat, complaining: "If you don't want to eat, don't spoil my dishes!" After saying that, he picked up the chicken legs scattered on the ground, wiped it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
She couldn't bear to look straight, and Eleven angrily said: "You just eat like this, if the new little sister inside kills you, let's see how you cry!"
Zhou Wenbin raised the chicken leg and said with disdain: "Kill it out? It's difficult, this is the sixth-rank formation that I carved by myself. She can't get out in a few days and nights."
Zhou Wenbin is the only formation mage in the whole third grade. His talent is amazing. Even Chili formation method training often praises him. Since he said so proudly, Eleven also knew that he did not lie.
Just as Eleven was still talking, a crack suddenly appeared on the energy cover of the formation on the opposite side. Eleven glanced at the trace, pointed at Zhou Wenbin and said, "Look at what's going on with your formation. ."
"What can—" Zhou Wenbin chewed his muscles impatiently, raised his head, and blurted out in shock when he saw the crack: "This is impossible!"
However, there is nothing impossible, but with the effort of these two sentences, the cracks began to expand steadily, and the black and red hot flames adhered to the cracks, constantly expanding the traces, and finally—
"Crack!"
The array energy shield was completely shattered, and the scorching black and red flames burned into the sky. Gong Lingye let out a murderous look and stood in front of the corridor, looking at the two people on the opposite side from a distance.
The two of them were sitting in front of the real registration office, and looking downstairs, there was a blue river between the two teaching buildings...
Zhou Wenbin yelled frantically, even ignoring the fallen chicken legs: "This is impossible! How did you come out! How long did you go in—"
The Heaven Killing Sword in Gong Lingye's hand was slightly upward, and the black and red natal soul fire immediately gathered at the tip of the sword, and the murderous aura and the scorching heat disappeared in an instant.
"Is this difficult?" Gong Lingye asked.
"This is the sixth-rank formation!" Zhou Wenbin shouted, "The sixth-rank confinement formation, you can't come out so soon!"
After thinking about it, Gong Lingye said, "I know someone who is in his twenties this year and is a seventh-rank formation mage. He told me that there is no unbreakable formation in the world. The ultimate source lies in finding the purpose of the formation. Find the eye of the formation and the source of the control formation."