"There are few great martial arts masters in the Jidao Academy who can give out thousands of credits at a time. Who is behind him?"
Zhou Yue frowned deeply, and then he thought of someone.
Nangong Yuhua!
Today's fight between Ning Yue and Zhou Yun was also resolved by Nangong Yuhua. The other party was a fourth-level alchemy sect and had an extremely strong fortune, which could not be matched by ordinary fourth-level great martial arts masters!
"It doesn't make sense. Nangong Yuhua is also a member of the Alchemy Guild. Ning Yue killed Huang Yu and formed an undying feud with King Huang Alchemy.
Isn't Nangong Yuhua worried about this? Or……"
Zhou Yue once again thought of an existence.
The most powerful alchemist in the Jidao Academy, Zhang Qichao, who is also a third-grade alchemy king!
"No, even if this boy is born with great strength, he won't be valued by these two people.
They have many close confidants, so there is no need for this kid to come over and redeem the Qi Chong Bull Pill. "
Zhou Yue rejected his guess and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just now, with his sharp eyes, he saw that there were 1,110 credits left on Ning Yue's score card.
Not only that, the fourteen Qi-charged Bullfighting Pills that Ning Yue collected were also valuable. Even if they were sold to the Academy at half price, they would still have 2,100 points!
As the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Yue can only get a hundred points per month through various channels.
It is indeed enough to buy the True Essence Pill, but if you want to exchange it for some powerful martial arts, it is far from enough!
At this moment, Ouyang Jie followed a figure into the alchemy building and came to Zhou Yue and others.
"The Thirteenth Prince."
Wu Buhui cupped his fists and saluted.
Although his status in the academy was higher than that of Zhou Yue, as the son of an important minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he still had to show respect to Zhou Yue.
"Well, let's find a reason to give him a blow."
Seeing that Ning Yue was about to leave, Zhou Yue gave orders to Wu Buhui.
Wu Buhui glanced at Ning Yue with a rather strange expression.
He has never met Ning Yue, which means that the other person may be a freshman in this class. How could a freshman offend Zhou Yue?
Why did Zhou Yue let him take action? Could it be that with Zhou Yue's methods, he couldn't cure a new student?
Without any time to think, Wu Buhui quickly walked in the direction of Ning Yue. When he felt someone approaching him from behind, Ning Yue stopped and turned around to look.
Just in time, his shoulder bumped into Wu Buhui who was passing by.
"You walk without eyes?"
Wu Buhui looked at Ning Yue coldly.
Ning Yue frowned slightly, glanced at Zhou Yue and others not far away, and suddenly understood in his heart that the other party might be sent by Zhou Yue to cause trouble.
As Zhou Yue, it shouldn't be too easy to drive a flying dragon-level student.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I will pay more attention next time."
Ning Yue clasped his fists and smiled, turning around to leave.
Wu Buhui moved and appeared in front from behind, blocking Ning Yue's path.
"Just saying sorry and that's it?"
Wu Buhui said calmly, "Looking at what you're wearing, you are a freshman, right? You came to Feilongyuan and walked rampant. Didn't you take us senior brothers seriously?"
"Brother, I've already said I'm sorry, what else can I do?"
Ning Yue was silent for a few breaths and said slowly.
"Classmate Wu, forget it, it's not a big deal."
Huo Qingyang shouted from the counter.
"Teacher Huo, just leave this matter alone."
Zhou Yue said with a half-smile.
"Um?"
Huo Qingyang originally thought it was a misunderstanding and friction between the two parties, but now it seemed different from what he imagined, so he immediately smiled and stopped talking.
Although his cultivation level is higher than that of Zhou Yue, Zhou Yue is the thirteenth prince of the Zhou royal family after all. The guards arranged by the royal family for him may have cultivation levels above the first level of a great martial artist.
Becoming an enemy to such a person will only bring harm but no good.
"If I'm sorry is useful, what are the precepts of the Jidao Academy used for?"
Wu Buhui said calmly.
"It seems that Wu Buhui is planning to give him a blow."
"I would like to see who is stronger compared to natural strength and true innate strength."
"Of course it's innate. Our true energy can flow out of our body. With this alone, how can ordinary reckless people get close?"
There was a buzz of conversation nearby.
Naturally powerful?
Wu Buhui was startled, but he didn't take it seriously, it was just brute force.
"Isn't it true? You accidentally touched it and broke the commandments?"
Ning Yue's face darkened: "Don't go too far and want to throw me into the cliff of regret?"
"Have you ever been to the Cliff of Regret?"
Wu Buhui was startled again, and his expression became a little strange.
"Thanks to that senior brother Ouyang Jie."
Ning Yue pointed at Ouyang Jie.
Seeing the other person pointing at his nose, Ouyang Jie's face darkened. He was about to have an attack but was stopped by Zhou Yue:
"Just ask Wu Buhui to come. You are no match for me now."
Ouyang Jie's expression changed several times.
Earlier, he would have never admitted this, but that day he saw with his own eyes that Ning Yue's punch left a six-inch mark on the red gold wall.
If it were him, it would be at most three or four inches high.
Ouyang Jie felt unhappy when he thought that not long ago, he could easily suppress Ning Yue with one move, but now, he might not be a match for him.
He could only wait until he was promoted to a great martial artist, and then find an opportunity to beat the opponent to vent his anger.
"snort."
Wu Buhui glanced at Ouyang Jie and snorted coldly at Ning Yue:
"I don't care what mistakes you made in the past, they have nothing to do with today. Don't make any more excuses!"
"Senior brother, what do you want from me? Just tell me."
Ning Yue said calmly.
"Kowtow to me three times and forget about it."
Wu Buhui said calmly: "It's okay if you don't knock me. Come to the martial arts arena with me. You can choose one of the two."
"What does the fighting platform mean? Is it possible to use force privately in the academy?"
Ning Yue asked curiously.
It was definitely impossible to kowtow. If he could beat the opponent upright, he could accept it. It wouldn't waste much time anyway.
"Of course you can't use force in private in the academy. There are teachers watching in the martial arts arena, so it doesn't count as private.
how? Are you planning to go to the martial arts arena with me? "
Wu Buhui said with a smile but not a smile: "With your cultivation level, I can make you kneel on the ground with one move. By then, it won't be solved by kowtow three times."
"Ning Yue, Senior Brother Wu is a first-level martial artist. Do you really want to go to the martial arts arena with him?
I advise you not to be so arrogant. If you want to go, you have to make it clear to the teacher that you are going voluntarily, not that Senior Brother Wu forced you to go. "
Zhou Yue smiled lightly not far away.
"I was provoked and wanted me to tell the teacher that it was voluntary and let go of the relationship. Haha, good guy."
A faint smile flashed in Ning Yue's eyes, "That's natural, so don't bother the Thirteenth Prince."
Others call the Thirteenth Prince with respect, but Ning Yue's words about the Thirteenth Prince are obviously a bit playful.
Zhou Yue's expression changed slightly, and then he sneered: "When the martial arts arena is opened, both sides have to pay ten points. It would be a big loss if we don't bet on some winnings."
"Yes, let's bet on some winnings."
Wu Buhui nodded along with Zhou Yue's words.
