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"Is this the genius disciple you mentioned?"

Meng Ye was eating. His food intake was directly proportional to the soul power he consumed, so he needed to replenish his food.

As for the injuries on the hands, they are mostly hidden injuries, and eating with one hand does not affect it.

At this time, many eyes were looking at him, but Meng Ye had lived through two lives, so he was accustomed to this kind of thing and didn't care.

"Yeah." Lei Zhengyang nodded.

Next to him is an old man in a formal dress, who looks a little more Confucian and aristocratic than him.

"Sure enough, he is a genius..."

After admiring, he was silent for a moment and then asked: "Is there really no room for negotiation on that matter? You have watched Lin'er grow up, isn't her talent worthy of him?"

"Not worthy." Lei Zhengyang glanced at his old friend without any hint of politeness.

"you!"

The middle-aged man almost choked to death. He looked at Lei Zhengyang angrily and immediately laughed and cursed: "You thunder tiger, I saved you once."

"I have saved you nine times and your wife once."

"It's really not negotiable?"

"If the boy doesn't like it, what can I do? Tie him up to marry your daughter?"

"It's not impossible..."

The middle-aged man had a thoughtful expression on his face, and it seemed that he was really thinking about the possibility of this approach.

Meng Ye almost choked to death while eating. His five senses were very strong, and he could discover a lot of information that ordinary people could hardly capture with just a little concentration.

This is due to his original martial soul.

He naturally heard the words of Lei Zhengyang and the two of them. What is this all about? A princess of the same country is still worried about whether she can get married?

Or how ugly it looks! ?

I glanced at Wang Shuo who was standing aside. It seemed that this guy also had royal blood. I guess the princess was indeed not very good...

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The fat man was holding a roast suckling pig in his hand and was about to stuff it into his mouth. When he noticed Meng Ye looking at him, he stopped what he was doing.

"It's okay, let's eat."

After all, this is not a real aristocratic banquet. Although most soul masters are not civilians, no one likes the etiquette of aristocrats.

Just eat well, what are you doing while holding a cup and spinning it around?

Lei Zhengyang didn't like that either, so most of the people who came understood his temper. There were no sycophants, so the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Dangdang!

After a long meal, Meng Ye was seven-tenths full and planned to go back to meditate. His time was precious.

More importantly, he felt that he was about to reach level [-], and it only took him one or two long meditations, and he just took a long vacation from the academy.

"Master Lei, excuse me for disturbing you. This is a small gift that the dean ordered me to bring you."

Just when Meng Ye was about to leave, several familiar figures walked in, attracting most of the eyes on the scene.

"Boss, it's them!" Wang Shuo approached Meng Ye.

"I saw it."

Looking at the person coming, a pair of red-haired brother and sister, the other party also saw him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Neither side was very friendly, but there was no hostility either. Meng Ye's warning still had an effect.

These two guys are both arrogant and have martial soul qualities, so he can understand some impulsiveness.

But this understanding also has limits. As long as these two guys don't come and continue to cause trouble for him, it will be easy to talk about it, otherwise he won't understand it that much.

"Hey, brother, we meet again." Huo Wushuang waved and walked over, looking familiar.

Nodding, Meng Ye responded calmly.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Huo Wushuang. The reason was simple. There was no need or reason.

Huo Wushuang's background is Blazing Fire Academy. He came over so enthusiastically just after they had a fight, which was obviously purposeful.

"I still have something to do, so I won't entertain you."

After saying hello, Meng Ye continued to turn around and leave.

"Hey! Don't bother me!" Huo Wushuang stepped forward to stop him, raising his hand to grab Meng Ye's shoulder.

He did have a purpose, but he also had selfish motives. He wanted to find out Meng Ye's strength.

air!

The next moment, a wave of mental pressure hit Huo Wushuang's mind without any warning, holding him in place unable to move.

It was as if hundreds of kilograms of huge force were pressing down on his shoulders instantly, a trace of horror flashed across Huo Wu's eyes.

He did not continue to block, and had no ability to block him. At this moment, he was completely sure that Meng Ye's true strength might be far beyond his expectation!

"Huh? Are you angry?" Lei Zhengyang looked at Meng Ye who was leaving in confusion.

He is currently the only person who understands Meng Ye's strength, so he also understands his feelings of not wanting to be exposed.

The higher the level of the soul master, the more arrogant they are. Not all of them are arrogant by nature, but rather they see things through.

No matter how talented a person is, if he doesn't have enough background, he won't even have the space or opportunity to grow.

The stronger the talent, the greater the threat to other forces. If it cannot be used by me, it will naturally have to be eradicated.

The principle that a tree is as beautiful as a tree is applicable at any time.

Therefore, no senior soul master would ever really respect or think highly of a genius. No matter how friendly and friendly he is on the surface, he may secretly assassinate him the next moment.

Lei Zhengyang undoubtedly hoped that Meng Ye could grow up smoothly. Although his life was not famous, he had no regrets.

After several years of getting along, the old man and the young man have a deep relationship even though they are not related by blood.

"Here, Lord Lei, this is the son of our dean. I'm sorry." The teacher of Blazing Fire Academy who was responsible for giving gifts was stunned for a moment. He actually came here to resolve the misunderstanding.

He also saw the conflict during the day and wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Lei Zhengyang.

After all, they were communicating on behalf of Blazing Fire Academy. The five element academies in the Tiandou Empire, Blazing Fire, Thunder, Tianshui, Divine Wind and Elephant Academy, have always had a competitive relationship with each other.

No one is convinced by the other, but there is a tacit understanding between them, that is, they are the strongest in the Tiandou Empire.

Tiandou Academy may be able to suppress them, but it cannot be suppressed every time.

They can accept the victory or defeat of the martial spirit, but if they lose to a local college, it is absolutely unacceptable. This will greatly affect the reputation and prestige of the Elements College.

Although it was not a formal challenge or an open duel, Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang, as the main candidates for the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, lost to a younger boy. If this matter spread, it would not be a trivial matter.

At least it's not a small matter for Blazing Academy.

But the person standing behind Meng Ye was Lei Zhengyang, and the teachers at Chihuo Academy also understood that this person was on the same level as their dean and could not be offended.

We can only surrender and try to suppress the impact of this incident.

……

In the Wuhun Lord's Hall, Wang Shuo ran over like crazy, and Meng Ye almost chased him away.

"Boss, boss, wait for me."

"Is there anything else?" Meng Ye turned around and stared at this guy.

His soul power is less than level 7, and his innate soul power is level 15. Logically speaking, if he is willing to work hard, he should have at least level [-].

Although Meng Ye was not a cold-blooded person, he also did not have the kind of cheerful personality that he always had, and there were not many people around him in his previous life.

Wang Shuo took out a bag and handed it to Meng Ye, and said with a smile: "Hey, boss, this is the hundred gold soul coins promised to you."

After weighing it twice, Meng Ye looked at him and suddenly said: "You made a lot of money, right?"

"No, no, it's just a few hundred gold soul coins. It's all thanks to you, boss, hehe."

A few hundred gold soul coins is not a small amount. The Soul Master only receives a hundred gold soul coins from the Spirit Hall in a month, and there are no more at level [-].

This amount of money is enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary family for several years, and may also make them wealthy. Soul fighting is a normal phenomenon in the soul master world, so it is often accompanied by activities such as gambling.

It not only satisfies the audience's curiosity about the battle between soul masters and feasts their eyes, but also allows many speculators to profit from it.

The most intuitive example is the Great Soul Fighting Arena, a huge organization located in almost every major city. Its scale is comparable to that of Wuhun Palace. You can imagine the huge profits.

"Okay, go back if you have nothing to do. Don't forget about my leave."

"Okay! Don't worry, boss, I've solved it all."

After dismissing Wang Shuo, Meng Ye showed a thoughtful expression.

In a junior college, you can earn hundreds of gold soul coins just from one exchange match.

Although most of those students were young and were descendants of nobles, it was commendable that Wang Shuo could do this.

At least on the surface, although this guy has no cultivation talent or perseverance, he does have some means of making money. This is not a talent.