After hearing this, Qiu Peng became even more displeased with Yun Zheng.
Her hand fell on Li Jiaojiao's shoulder, her eyes rolled, and she leaned close to her and said in a low voice, "Wait, I won't let her show off in the freshman competition."
Li Jiaojiao looked up in surprise, "Pengpeng, what are you going to do?"
Qiu Peng's eyes flashed with pride. "Among the new students is my cousin, Qiu Peng. He's quite talented. When the Secret Realm was recruiting students, he was in the top ten of the standings!"
"Who is your cousin?" A hint of unknown meaning flashed across Li Jiaojiao's eyes. She only knew that Qiu Peng was the legitimate daughter of the Qiu family in Qinglong Kingdom, but she didn't know her cousin.
Qiu Peng slowly said a few words: "Dongfang Jingchong!"
Li Jiaojiao was shocked. Isn’t Dongfang Jingchong the prince of Qinglong Kingdom?
The Qiu family is actually related to the royal family of Qinglong Kingdom.
Seeing Li Jiaojiao's surprised expression greatly satisfied Qiu Peng's vanity.
"I am very familiar with cousin Jingchong. He should be able to rub off Yun Zheng's sharpness!" Qiu Peng said. Her aunt is Dongfang Jingchong's mother, so they are naturally good friends.
Now, Dongfang Jingchong's mother has passed away, and their Qiu family is Dongfang Jingchong's support in the royal family. As his cousin, it is understandable for her to ask him to teach Yun Zheng a lesson.
Thinking of this, Qiu Peng had already sent a message to Dongfang Jingchong.
Seeing this, the corners of Li Jiaojiao's mouth curled up a degree.
And at this moment——
Arena waiting area.
Dongfang Jingchong was following his beloved Lou Chuyue like a little tail. Suddenly his identity token vibrated. He took it out and looked at it. His face turned dark in an instant.
Lou Chuyue noticed his expression and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Dongfang Jingchong shook his head, a hint of sarcasm on his face. "It's just that Qiu Peng asked me to teach Yun Zheng a lesson if I meet her!"
"Even if Qiu Peng doesn't tell me, I still want to teach Yun Zheng from that small country a lesson!"
Qiu Peng asked Dongfang Jingchong to teach Yun Zheng a lesson?!
Lou Chuyue frowned slightly. When did Qiu Peng start to quarrel with that little bitch Yun Zheng?
She looked up at Dongfang Jingchong's sarcastic expression and sneered in her heart. What an idiot. He has been dealing with the death of his mother for half a year since entering the Holy Academy. Now he is back because of the freshman competition, and he still thinks that Yun Zheng is a girl from a small country who can be bullied by everyone?
Yun Zheng is growing up too fast.
She had spent little time in the Holy Academy, so she had no idea how to deal with Yun Zheng. Moreover, she was with the seven most outstanding geniuses among them, so she didn't dare to act rashly.
Even Ye Meixiang suffered repeated setbacks.
Not to mention Ye Gongye, a useless jerk who talks big but is actually useless!
No one or two can deal with Yun Zheng.
In fact, Yun Zheng had experienced a large number of assassin ambushes in the past six months, sent by Ye Gongye, but in the end, the assassins never returned.
All dead.
The Fengyun team is becoming more and more united, which makes Lou Chuyue a little envious. Gradually, she doesn't want to spend time trying to deal with Yun Zheng. She can only work hard on her strengths and make a splash.
Fortunately, Dongfang Jingyu did not join the Fengyun team.
Otherwise, she would use all means to join the Fengyun team!
Thinking of this, Lou Chuyue subconsciously looked around and found that thin figure. He was slightly above her, and the space around him was empty, giving people a feeling of being kept a thousand miles away. Just by looking at his handsome profile, one could feel his aura of a sickly and noble young man.
Lou Chuyue's heartbeat started beating for him again.
"The first month? The first month?"
Dongfang Jingchong called her several times.
Lou Chuyue came back to her senses and looked at Dongfang Jingchong with an apologetic look on her face: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
Dongfang Jingchong gazed at Lou Chuyue affectionately and said gently, "Chuyue, don't worry. I heard about the grudge between you and Yun Zheng when I came back. I will definitely make her apologize to you in front of everyone."
Lou Chuyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled back, "...No need."
"You can't let her bully you!" Dongfang Jingchong's face became serious and his tone was a bit tough.
Lou Chuyue: “…” How stupid! He asked to be beaten.
She didn't plan to tell him about Yun Zheng's deeds. She looked at him with a look of disgust and aversion.
They have the same father, so why is there such a big difference between them?
At this time, Yun Zheng and Nangong Qingqing entered the waiting area of the arena. Before they could take a closer look at their surroundings, a young boy with pigtails tied into high ponytails enthusiastically pulled them to a corner to sit down.
There, Yun Zheng saw Feng Xinglan and others.
Mu Yin pointed enthusiastically at the two seats in front of them and said with a smile, "Hurry up and sit down! These are the seats for you two."
Yun Zheng and Nangong Qingqing sat down leisurely without any pretense.
A large number of freshmen around looked over here, either directly or vaguely. Most of the men looked at Nangong Qingqing and Yun Zheng, while most of the women looked at the six men of the Fengyun team.
All kinds of strange looks.
The members of the Fengyun team have long been accustomed to being stared at like monkeys.
They don't care either.
Immediately afterwards, the talkative Mu Yin began his mission.
He asked, "Do you know how this freshman competition works? Is it a pure arena?"
Yu Qiu sat behind Mu Yin and kicked him in annoyance. "This has always been a ring match. What are you thinking about all day, kid?"
Mu Yin touched his butt and cried out in pain exaggeratedly, "It hurts!"
At this time, Yan Chen raised his eyes and explained, "This freshman competition is a test of strength. In this competition, the vice-presidents, elders, and mentors will recruit the disciples they like. After recruiting, they will be assigned to the branch house."
"Oh, I see." Mu Yin suddenly realized the key issue. He looked at Yun Zheng with sparkling eyes and asked, "Zheng, do you think a vice-president will accept me as his disciple? I quite like Vice-president Nan Batian."
Yun Zheng raised an eyebrow, "It should be possible."
Feng Xinglan interrupted, staring at Mu Yin seriously: "How about you become my disciple?"
Mu Yin's smile froze: "..."
Mo Jing laughed: "Hahaha... I think this is feasible."
Yu Qiu also smiled nonchalantly and said jokingly, "A Yin, maybe in this way, Vice Dean Nan Batian will become your master."
Mu Yinsheng had nothing to live for.
Zhongli Wuyuan comforted him, "We all have high hopes for you. If things really don't work out, you can always take Elder Mu as your disciple."
They chatted for a while, and more and more people came to the waiting area of the ring.
Then, the heavyweights appeared one by one.
The whole audience was in an uproar.
First came the instructors who taught the class, then Elder Mu brought out a group of majestic elders, and after that, came the five vice-presidents and Dean Song Ji who had been anticipated for a long time.
As soon as the five vice presidents and the president appeared, the atmosphere in the entire Peitai dropped a little.
The strong have a restrained aura and a majestic and powerful aura.
I feel like I am as small as an ant, looking up and watching.
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