Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Wei Yang was wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with gold patterns. He had an upright posture and a handsome face.

She wore cloud-patterned boots and a jade hairband on her head with a black jade hairpin passing through it, and brocade tassels hanging down on both sides.

His eyebrows were like swords, his nose was high, and there was a black sun pattern engraved in the middle of his forehead.

His eyes were dark and deep, with a hint of heat, as if there were two bright black suns hanging in the sky.

The whole person stood there, and although there was no aura leaking from his body, he gave people a sense of weirdness, domineering, and inexplicable oppression.

This appearance is extremely good.

From his temperament, one can tell at a glance that he is from some powerful force and is not an ordinary person.

Su Qian's expression became somewhat solemn, and he secretly guessed which major force in Zhongzhou was sending the visitors.

Zi Yan's eyes rolled, and she leaned close to Su Qian's ear, whispering something in a low voice. Then she covered her mouth and laughed, not forgetting to secretly glance at Wei Yang.

It looked exactly like a little fox that had successfully stolen a chicken.

Su Qian stared at Wei Yang and asked in surprise, "Are you one of the three black-robed men who sneaked into the inner courtyard when the Fallen Heart Flame rioted?"

Hearing this, Wei Yang looked at the snickering Zi Yan with some helplessness. Couldn't you introduce this girl in a different way?

Why bring this up?

He could only nod and apologize, "It's me. I'm sorry about what happened back then."

Su Qian's expression gradually calmed down. Seeing this, he waved his hand and said, "You have already compensated my college for what happened back then. There is no need for this."

Su Qian sat down and gestured, "Friend Wei, please sit down and talk."

Wei Yang nodded, stepped forward and sat down on the chair in front of the desk.

He reached out, pulled Zi Yan down from the desk, and pressed her down on the chair beside him.

Zi Yan wanted to protest, but after a look from Wei Yang, she immediately became obedient and sat down on the chair.

This scene made Su Qian feel extremely surprised and astonished.

He knew Zi Yan's character very well.

He was a fearless person, a real little devil. He caused a lot of trouble to the academy and caused a lot of headaches to himself.

Unexpectedly, this young man named Wei Yang could make this girl obedient with just a glance.

Su Qian couldn't help stroking his beard, glancing at Zi Yan indifferently with a sense of gloating.

Zi Yan grinned and made faces at the old man.

Su Qian became even happier, with wrinkles on his face blooming like a chrysanthemum. He said kindly, "Girl, tell me, why did you suddenly come back from Zhongzhou? Also, what have you experienced in Zhongzhou in the past few years? Tell me about it together."

When it comes to this, Zi Yan suddenly perks up, and starts to narrate with great excitement.

However, Zi Yan is obviously not a good narrator.

This girl has a very erratic way of thinking and she talks about things in a haphazard manner.

Sometimes he talked about the Gama Empire, sometimes about the Black Horn Territory, sometimes about Danta, and sometimes about the Beast Territory. His description of things was really confusing.

Wei Yang felt a headache after hearing this.

But the girl was unaware of it. She kept on talking excitedly and became more and more proud as she spoke. She even stood up from her chair and danced with joy.

Fortunately, this girl is still somewhat reliable and knows what to say and what to skip.

Su Qian listened attentively, nodded from time to time, and even took the time to pour a cup of tea for the two of them.

He managed to understand about 80% of Zi Yan's chaotic narration.

So, there was surprise and a hint of awe in the eyes that looked towards Wei Yang.

As Zi Yan began to focus on Zhongzhou, Su Qian's expression became even more interesting.

Alchemy Conference, Mountains of the Dead, Ancient Fighting Saint Relics, Soul Palace Battle, etc.

Su Qian almost pulled out a few strands of his beard when he heard this.

Any one of these events is worthy of being called a legendary event.

Even the powerful Dou Zun seemed to become as worthless as stray dogs on the roadside in the face of such a major event. They died at any time, and many of them died at once.

But this girl Zi Yan, had experienced it all in just a few years.

After a while.

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Zi Yan finally let out a long sigh, and stopped talking with a feeling of wanting more. She picked up the tea in front of her and gulped it down. She patted her chest and asked, "Old Man Su, I'm done. How was my performance during this period? Haven't I been great?"

"Great!" Su Qian nodded slowly.

Zi Yan suddenly became even more proud. She hummed, raised her head, and sat down contentedly.

Su Qian poured another cup of tea for Zi Yan, then looked at Wei Yang with a solemn and serious expression on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that Mr. Wei is the disciple of the Medicine Saint, the champion of the Alchemy Contest, and the Young Master of the Xingyun Pavilion. I was negligent before."

"Elder Su is serious." Wei Yang smiled slightly.

Su Qian appeared calm on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already in turmoil.

The young man in front of me, who looks young, is actually a Dou Zun!

Moreover, he was a ferocious Dou Zun who slaughtered Dou Zun like killing chickens.

Just from listening to Zi Yan, it seems that there are no less than ten Dou Zun powerful warriors who died at the hands of this young man in front of him!

If Zi Yan hadn't said it herself, Su Qian probably wouldn't have dared to believe it.

That’s Dou Zun!

But, although Zi Yan is playful by nature and not very reliable, Su Qian understands that at least when it comes to important matters, this girl will not speak nonsense.

After pondering for a moment, Su Qian slowly calmed down.

He looked at Wei Yang and asked, "I wonder what brought you all the way from Zhongzhou to Canaan College, Mr. Wei? "

From Zi Yan's narration, Su Qian also knew that Wei Yang and Xiao Yan were both disciples of the Medicine Saint, and they were fellow apprentices.

Moreover, Wei Yang and Zi Yan have a very good relationship.

Therefore, Su Qian was not too worried that Wei Yang would do anything to harm the academy.

"Well, it's like this." Wei Yang said after careful consideration: "I would like to borrow the magma world under your academy's Tianfen Qi Training Tower."

"Oh? Borrow the magma world? This." Su Qian was surprised. He didn't expect Wei Yang's request to be like this.

"Yes, I will borrow it for about two to three years." Wei Yang nodded, "But you can rest assured, Elder Su, I will not affect the students of the academy. I am just entering the magma to practice."

"Uh." Su Qian looked thoughtful.

Naturally, he didn't really believe in the idea of ​​practicing under the magma.

Where is the magma?

Why would one have to travel thousands of miles from Zhongzhou to the Black Horn Region?

But Su Qian would naturally not be stupid enough to get to the bottom of it.

He didn't want to get too involved in the affairs of such powerful people.

The main reason for his hesitation was that at the bottom of the Tianfen Qi Training Tower, there was the most important treasure in the inner courtyard: the Small Fallen Heart Flame.

This is the treasure of the inner courtyard, a small strange fire that has developed emotions, not like the previous great Fallen Heart Flame.

But soon, Su Qian put these thoughts aside and laughed in his heart.

With Wei Yang's strength and status, he should not covet this mere small exotic fire. Otherwise, he would directly rob it, and with his strength, the academy would not be able to stop him.

What's more, given the relationship between the two parties and Wei Yang's identity, he would not do such a thing.

Therefore, after just a moment's hesitation, Su Qian nodded and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Wei needs it, Canaan Academy will naturally not refuse."

"Thank you, Elder Su." Wei Yang smiled, "When I finish my retreat, I will give the academy some compensation."

"Hahaha, you're too polite, Mr. Wei." Su Qian laughed heartily, but did not refuse.

Nonsense, he is the legendary eighth-grade alchemy master and the champion of the alchemy competition. Since he has offered something, how could Su Qian be stupid enough to refuse?

With such an existence, even if something slips out from between the fingers, it would be extremely precious to the academy.

"When is Mr. Wei going down?" Su Qian was in a good mood and asked in a gentle voice.

"I'm tired from traveling all the way here. I'll take a rest for a night. It just so happens that you haven't seen Zi Yan for a long time, so you can have a good chat." Wei Yang smiled and said, "Let's go down tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Su Qian nodded with a smile: "I'll arrange a place for you to stay and take you down tomorrow morning."

"It's troublesome."