Zuo Hong and Li Shengsheng looked at Songling together. It was the first time for them to see Houtian Realm incorporated into the Imperial Academy.
"Half a month ago, the Song family received a letter from the Imperial Academy, wanting to recruit some formation geniuses, and I was selected."
The Song family is a family of formations and is well-known in the Imperial City. It turns out to be for this reason.
There is no shortage of martial arts geniuses in the Yan Dynasty. Alchemy geniuses, weapon refining geniuses and formation geniuses are so rare that it is difficult to find just one among a hundred people.
Although Song Ling's level is low, he can make up for it the day after tomorrow. The academy is interested in his talent for formations.
The three of them nodded, so that was what happened.
"What class are you in?" Liu Wuxie continued to ask.
"Advanced Class Three!"
Song Ling drooped his head. If he knew this was the case, he would rather not come and stay in Canglan City all the time. Being the eldest son of his Song family, he would have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life.
"Senior Brother Li, is there any way to get him to our senior class seven!"
If Song Ling was left alone in the advanced class three, he would still be bullied. Liu Wuxie could not take care of him all the time and looked at Li Shengsheng.
"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. Advanced Class Three focuses on formations. As you know, our Class Seven instructor doesn't even come once a week. It only delays him when he comes to Class Seven."
Li Shengsheng looked embarrassed. Each class in the college was targeted, such as the advanced class three, which mainly focused on learning formations.
In advanced class seven, Songling's expertise was completely ignored.
"Actually, the level of the instructors in Class 3 is not as good as that of my brother. From now on, I will learn formation knowledge from my brother."
Song Ling still had the same careless temperament. He never concealed his words and spoke directly, leaving Liu Wuxie with a black line.
He openly said that the instructor of Class 3 was inferior to Liu Wuxie. If anyone heard this, they would probably be punished.
Song Ling was just telling the truth and did not mean to ridicule the instructor. He had personally learned Brother Liu's formation methods. He had been studying in Class 3 these past few days. Compared with Brother Liu, the knowledge was far behind.
"Who is so arrogant and dares to say that the level of the instructors in our third class is not as good as others."
As soon as Song Ling finished speaking, a cold shout came from behind the screen not far away, and everyone could hear the conversation here.
There was a crash from behind the screen, and several people stood up from their chairs, lifted the screen, and walked towards this side.
"Okay! So it's you, the loser."
There were six people in total, four in cyan robes and two in purple robes. The voice came from the mouth of a man in cyan robes in the middle.
Seeing these people, Song Ling trembled. After joining the Imperial Academy, he was often bullied by them.
"Senior Brother Jiang Hua, that's not what I meant!"
Songling didn't want to cause any more trouble to Brother Liu, so he stood up and admitted that he had made a slip of the tongue and didn't know anyone in Class 3 was dining here, nor did he mean to insult the instructor.
The six people walked to Liu Wuxie's table. Two men in purple robes fell on Zuo Hong and shrank their eyes.
"You really have strong wings. Class 3 accepted you, a loser. You have lost the face of Class 3. You trash, you even want to change classes."
Jiang Hua's tone became colder and colder, and his terrifying murderous intent came down on Song Ling.
Song Ling had no reason to explain now. He was suppressed by Jiang Hua's momentum and couldn't say a word. No matter what he said, Jiang Hua would take the opportunity to target him.
From beginning to end, Liu Wuxie said nothing. This was the matter of their third class. He didn't want to get involved too much. He just wanted to keep Songling away from that place. As for the way of formation, he could surpass most people in the Imperial Academy with just a few hints.
"Song Ling, come to our Class 7 tomorrow!"
Liu Wuxie put down the wine glass and Yun Qingfeng said calmly without looking at Jiang Hua. He was so calm that no one could feel any fluctuations.
The results were announced without asking anyone's permission.
"Boy, who are you? If he wants to change classes, he must seek permission from his instructor."
Jiang Hua looked at Liu Wuxie with cold eyes, like two poisonous thorns.
The sound was so loud that it spread throughout the second floor. Many people opened the screen, came out from behind, and gathered around, not knowing what was going on.
Zuo Hong gave a bitter smile. He had known for a long time that Liu Wuxie was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but he still shook his head. He knew very well that he had nothing to do with Liu Wuxie. From the perspective of a friend, it was understandable to ask Songling to change classes.
Who would have known that by such a coincidence, students from Class Three were also dining here, and Song Ling's words were overheard by them and distorted the facts.
"Then ask the instructor to withdraw from the class tomorrow!"
Liu Wuxie was still lifeless, as if he was talking to Song Ling or Jiang Hua.
Since the people in Class 3 have heard it, there is no need to hide it, just retreat when you need to.
"Boy, who do you think you are? You can come to Class 3 whenever you want and leave whenever you want!"
Dropping out of the class is a disapproval of the class and a great humiliation to other students and instructors.
Imperial Academy rarely drops out of classes. Liu Wuxie refused the gifted class and was suppressed by them for the same reason. They thought they looked down on the gifted class too much.
"Get out of here immediately before I get angry. I will personally take Song Ling to leave the class tomorrow."
Liu Wuxie suddenly raised his head and glanced at Jiang Hua. A suffocating aura rushed towards him. Jiang Hua was so frightened that he took a step back. Liu Wuxie's eyes were so terrifying.
Li Shengsheng lowered his head, not knowing what to say. It seems that Junior Brother Liu has not officially entered Class 7 yet. So many things happened in just one day.
"Zuo Hong, this person is so arrogant, is he your friend?"
At this time, one of the two purple-robed men who came with Jiang Hua spoke, ignoring Liu Wuxie, and asked Zuo Hong.
"He's my brother!"
Zuo Hong's answer exceeded everyone's expectations. Brothers and friends may sound similar, but the difference between them is as big as clouds and mud.
There are many types of friends, including life-and-death acquaintances and ordinary fair-weather friends.
Brothers are different. Brothers are like siblings, they are no different from themselves.
"Your brother is so arrogant!"
The man in purple robe shrank his eyes. Zuo Hong's answer made him surprised. His face became colder and colder, and he was not afraid of Zuo Hong.
"You are also very arrogant!"
This kind of answer is not like Zuo Hong's character. Is this still the Zuo Hong Liu Wuxie knows?
Zuo Hong has always been gentle and polite, treating everyone he meets with courtesy and never using harsh words. Today, Zuo Hong has become angry twice for Liu Wuxie.
"Are you sure you want to get involved in this matter?"
The purple-robed man continued to ask, hoping to get an answer from Zuo Hong.
"My brother has made it very clear. He will leave work tomorrow. If nothing happens, please don't interfere with our meal."
Zuo Hong waved his hand and asked them to leave here, not wanting to continue talking nonsense with them and affecting their appetite.
After saying that, they ignored them and the four of them continued drinking. Jiang Hua and others stood there, gnashing their teeth in hatred.
"Then we'll be waiting for you tomorrow!"
The strange thing is that the man in purple robe did not continue to pester and really left with Jiang Hua.
With Zuo Hong present, it would be difficult to start a fight. He could only wait until tomorrow and then find him again. As long as the instructor of the third class did not agree to leave the class, it would be up to him to see what he would do.
The six people went down the stairs to the first floor, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.
"Senior Brother Sun, why don't we just destroy them."
Jiang Hua was puzzled and asked the purple-robed man who had spoken just now. Liu Wuxie openly provoked Class 3 and looked down upon them.
"Don't worry, Zuo Hong is here. If he takes action, he will intervene. You go back and prepare, so that they can come back tomorrow."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Senior Brother Sun's mouth. He also came out of Class 3 and had special feelings for Class 3. He was successfully promoted to Xuanzi student last year and he happened to be gathering with the students of Class 3 today.
I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. As a student who went out from Class 3, how could I just give up?
The four of them were full of wine and food, and it was already midnight. Zuo Hong personally sent Liu Wuxie back.
"I won't give it away!"
Turning around and walking into the courtyard gate, Liu Wuxie bowed his hand towards Zuo Hong. He was more familiar with the environment of the academy than he was, so he would keep this favor in mind. Saying too much thanks would make it seem pretentious and unfamiliar.
"Do you need me to come over tomorrow?"
Before Zuo Hong left, he finally asked.
Men must have self-respect, especially people like Liu Wuxie. Zuo Hong knew this very well and simply proposed it himself.
"No, thank you Brother Zuo for your kindness."
Liu Wuxie knew that he had good intentions, and was afraid that he would be embarrassed to bring it up and ask him to come forward to calm things down. He could handle such a small matter by himself.
"Okay, then I'll come back to you in a few days!"
Zuo Hong was not pretentious. He believed that Liu Wuxie could handle tomorrow's events because he also wanted to see how many secrets he still had.
Song Ling's words didn't sound like lies. Could it be that Liu Wuxie's talent for formations was really strong?
After seeing Zuo Hong off, Li Shengsheng had not left yet, with a sad look on his face. His legs were shaking as he thought about withdrawing from Class 3 tomorrow. Class 3 was notoriously difficult to deal with.
"Senior Brother Li, please go back and rest first. I have something else to do."
Liu Wuxie didn't want to implicate Li Shengsheng. Song Ling regarded him as his own brother and he couldn't just sit idly by.
Li Shengsheng wanted to say something, but Liu Wuxie stopped him and told him not to say anything. There were some things that didn't need to be said, as both of them understood in their hearts.
Everyone just met by chance. What Li Shengsheng did today has already made Liu Wuxie very grateful. He just fulfilled his task of recruiting students.
With a sigh, Li Shengsheng turned and left.
If Song Ling went back at this time, he would definitely be severely beaten by them, and followed Liu Wuxie back to the house.
"What knowledge have you learned in class three?"
It will not be easy to drop out of class tomorrow, and there will be a battle. Liu Wuxie wants to know more about Class 3, resolve the matter with Songling as soon as possible, and enter Yanyang Cave to practice after receiving the reward.
Two days after joining the Imperial College, troubles continued. Liu Wuxie was a little annoyed and wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible. Xue Pinzhi would definitely fight back if he was slapped in the face, and Bai Qiong would also find a way to deal with him secretly.
It had only been five days since Song Ling joined the Imperial College, and he had poured out all the knowledge learned in Class Three.
"That's all?"
After Song Ling finished speaking, Liu Wuxie frowned slightly. These were just superficial formations. Could it be that the Imperial Academy's formation methods were so backward?
The formation layout of the Ten Miles Long Street and the Xuanmen Formation are not at a low level. There should be some hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Imperial Academy.
Di Zihao is just a junior student, so it is normal for him to have some superficial exposure.
