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nChapter 347: You Don’t Want To Give Me Face, You Must Come Over To Die, Right?_3

nTranslator: 549690339

nEven the thousands of eyes around him were focused on him.

nLi Yueming could only stand up and reply ,””This one is Li Yueming. Greetings,

nYoung Prince!”

nA smile appeared on Ji Wuyin’s face.

nHowever, it seemed a little fake.

nHe pushed aside the other youths gathered around him and walked to Li

nYueming. He said, “”No need to be polite. I often hear my father mention Marquis Southpeak and praise him for being an enemy of ten thousand people on the battlefield. He has been guarding the northwest border all year round to resist the Qin Dynasty’s attacks. He is truly a pillar of our Great Zhou!” “I wonder how much of Lord Marquis’s heroic bearing have you inherited?””

nLi Yueming narrowed his eyes.

nThis guy came with ill intentions.

nThere must be someone behind this.

nHis goal was probably to find a breakthrough in his counterattack against the western border.

nTherefore, he thought for a moment and replied,”Young Prince, you flatter me. Back then, my father also told me that he was just a martial artist. Other than fighting, he had no other strengths.” He also told me that the heroes of the world today are still better than the talented King Yu, right?”

nJi Wuyin smiled and said nothing.

nHowever, a young man of similar age stood up and shouted,”How dare you? Is Prince Yu someone you can criticize?”

nHis expression was very serious.

nIt seemed like he wanted to bite Li Yueming to death.

nLi Yueming’s expression remained unchanged.

nJi Wuyin stared at him for a long time before smiling again. He turned around and scolded his subordinate,””Hua Tian, don’t be rude!”

nThe youth named Hua Tian’s eyes flashed.

nHe glanced at Li Yueming and all the students around him before slowly retreating.

nThe atmosphere eased up slightly.

n“As the saying goes, meeting is fate.” Ji Wuyi took the initiative to speak. “Since the prince is here, it means that there’s some special fate between us!!”‘

nAs he spoke, he turned around and looked at a white-haired old woman sitting not far away.”This is Granny Wang from the Cultivator Academy. She’s a Coagulate Spirit realm cultivator. Today, she’s also in charge of watching over our A72 matches!”

nThe cultivator known as Granny Wang opened her eyes upon hearing this.

nHe glanced at Li Yueming and said,””You two don’t need to be too polite, you two are good, you are old, you don’t exist, you are good, everything is as usual! ‘”‘

nAfter she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and stopped making any movements like an old monk.

nIt was obvious that he did not want to be tainted by some karma between Li Yueming and Ji Wuyi.

nExchange and sparring meeting.

nAs the name suggested, it was a place for cultivators to exchange pointers.

nAs for communication…

nIt was called a policy discussion, and they discussed some of the problems in t-ho

nHe would assign a teacher and all the spectators to the Practitioner College to show the young students ‘understanding of the Sage Book.

nSome of the more talented students could even argue with the scholars here.

nThe debate made many of their peers ‘Dao hearts unstable.

nIf some of the ideas in the policy discussion could move the teachers appointed by the Cultivation College.

nIt was possible to get a 15% reduction in the liberal arts score.

nAs for sparring, it was even simpler.

nIt was a sparring session between the younger generation on the path of cultivation to show everyone their talent in the path of cultivation.

nIf they could shine during the sparring, they might be able to obtain a 15% reduction in the martial sciences points.

nAs for the assessment of the Cultivator Academy.

nIt was based on the results of the civil and martial subjects to determine whether or not one could enter the academy. The humanities took up 30% of the total score.

nMartial sciences accounted for 50%.

nIf they could obtain additional points, they would naturally be more competitive than the others.

nAt this moment.

nWang Ziwei had already brought Li Yueming and the others into the venue. Under the gazes of thousands of people around them, they slowly found a seat and sat down.

nShe had just sat down and her butt had yet to settle down.

nThe few young men who had surrounded Prince Yu earlier walked over.

nWang ZiWei said, “”Teacher Wang, we would like to spar with the son of the Marquis of Southern Mountains. What do you think?”

nWang Ziwei glanced at the young men.

nHe then looked at Qiao Qian, who was smiling sinisterly not far away.

nHe snorted coldly and said,”The prince has caught a cold today. It’s not suitable for us to spar…”

nHearing this.

nThe young men seemed to have known that he would answer like this. They smiled and asked, “This competition will only last for five days. When will the prince recover from his cold? The dignified heir of the Marquis of South Peak… He couldn’t possibly have caught a cold for several days in a row, right?”

nAs soon as he said this.

nWang Ziwei’s expression turned ugly.

nThe other party’s goal was already obvious. They wanted to force Li Yueming to go on stage to spar.

nUnder normal circumstances, Li Yueming could go up and spar.

nBut now, Prince Yu had clearly set a trap.

nNo one knew what killer move was waiting for Li Yueming in the trap.

nUnder such circumstances, in order to be able to pass steadily, the two of them had to be careful.

nThe best choice was to let Li Yueming avoid the battle.

nHowever, the problem was that Ji Wuyin himself did not appear at all. He only sent a group of students around him to challenge him.

nIf even Ji Wuyin’s lackeys didn’t dare to fight…

nOn the contrary, he continued to avoid the battle for a few days.

nLi Yueming’s reputation as a timid and timid person would soon spread throughout Wenzhou City.

nAfter all, more than 50% of the cultivators of the Great Zhou Dynasty were gathered in Wenzhou City..

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