I really don't want to be a villain

Chapter 221
"Mingyue, are you being lazy?" A small head poked out from the window on the second floor, "Hurry up and play the arena, it's been three months, and you haven't made it to the top [-], worthy of your title of genius with ninth-level qualifications ?!!!"

"Hiss—" Lu Qiming took a breath, why was her Buddhist teacher suddenly stimulated, let her jump into the top [-], it would be better to let her die.

What kind of problem of the century is this? Fuck it, you must know that the top fifty demons and ghosts don’t know how many years they have practiced in Lingxiao Academy, and most of them are geniuses with seven or eight or eight or nine aptitudes.

But what else?Revolt?Even if it was sacrificed in minutes, it was sent back to Lingyuan Town.

"Yes, Sister Yan, I'm going to the arena to give away the head!" She raised her hand in salute, and before Wan Yan could react, she ran away in a hurry.

The result was exactly as she expected. After she ran a hundred meters, there was a roar behind her, "Give away the head?! Mingyue, look, I won't talk to you about life and ideals when you come back!"

Xiao Lu seriously thought about the feasibility of not going back to live in the bridge hole or in the classroom, but such an ending is likely to be chased and killed by Wan Yanman College, and he will lose face from then on.

So you still have to fight hard, and you have to climb up one or two ranks no matter what, otherwise you really don't have the face to go back and see Wan Yan.

Recently, she has always been obsessed with the arena. The way from her residence to the arena, she can walk back and forth several times with her eyes closed, which is too familiar.

"Junior Sister Mingyue, are you going to the arena again?" A passing senior sister stopped and greeted Lu Qiming. This little junior sister is either in the arena or on the way to the arena every day.

Lu Qiming yelled in his heart: I voluntarily played in the arena, it really wasn't woo-woo--

"That's right, practice is to constantly hone yourself." She managed to squeeze out a bright smile, pretending to be studious and hardworking.

If she didn't know what she was like, she might have been fooled by herself.

The senior sister raised her small fist to her, and waved it lightly, "Come on, junior sister Mingyue, kill the big guy in front, and remember to cover me when you turn around."

"Definitely, Senior Sister Liu, I'll go first!" Lu Qiming waved at her, and then continued to walk towards the arena.

Along the way, she met many people who greeted her, and Xiao Lu was a little tired. If it wasn't for paving the way for Jun Lian, why would she make so many friends and expand her network.

Born lonely, she doesn't know how to communicate with other people, everything depends on her feelings.

"Junior Sister Mingyue, do you want to compete today?" The senior brother who was in charge of registering at the entrance of the arena recognized her at a glance, and asked if she still had to follow the old rules.

In the past three months, relying on her good aptitude and talent, coupled with her hard work the day after tomorrow, she spent almost all day in the arena, winning more and losing less in the group arena.

The total number of losses can be counted with two hands. After all, the senior brothers and sisters in the top ten are somewhat reserved. It is really not a glorious thing to win against each other by relying on a long time of practice.

"That's right, set up a ring competition." Lu Qiming replied with a smile.

The senior brother was making registration and backstage arrangements, and asked casually, "Junior Sister Mingyue seems to like the arena and the group arena very much?"

She was slightly taken aback, "Yes, wheel racing is the best way to hone people, and it is also conducive to stimulating potential and stabilizing my realm."

(End of this chapter)