Zuo Hong and Li Shengsheng looked at Songling together, and the acquired realm was included in the Imperial Academy. This was the first time they saw it.

"Half a month ago, the Song family received a letter from the Imperial Academy, hoping to recruit some formation geniuses, but I was selected."

The Song family is a formation family and is well-known in the imperial capital. It turns out that this is why.

The Great Yan Dynasty has no shortage of martial arts geniuses, and there are too few alchemy geniuses, weapon refining geniuses and formation geniuses, and it is difficult for one out of a hundred people to be born.

Although Songling's realm is low, he can be compensated by the acquired day. The academy is interested in his formation talent.

The three of them nodded, so that's what happened.

"How many classes are you on the ground?" Liu Wuxie continued to ask.

"Senior Class 3!"

Songling hung his head. If he knew that this was the case, he would rather not come and stay in Canglan City forever, be his eldest son of the Song family, and never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life.

"Senior Brother Li, is there any way to get him to our senior class 7!"

If you leave Songling alone in Class 3, you will still be bullied. Liu Wuxie could not have been taking care of him all the time and looked at Li Shengsheng.

"This is probably a bit difficult. Advanced Class 3 focuses on formations. You know that our Class 7 has no time to come once a week. When we arrive at our Class 7, it will delay him."

Li Shengsheng looked embarrassed. Every class in the academy was targeted, such as Advanced Class 3, which mainly focused on learning formations.

When he arrived at the senior class 7, Songling's specialties were buried.

"Actually, the level of the tutor in Class 3 is not as good as my brother. I will learn the knowledge of formations from my brother in the future."

Songling still had the carefree temperament, never covering up his words, and kept it straightforward, leaving Liu Wuxie with a black thread.

It is said that the instructor of Class 3 is not as good as Liu Wuxie. If someone hears this kind of thing, he may be punished.

Songling was just telling the truth and did not mean to mock the mentor. He had personally learned about Brother Liu's formation. He studied in Class 3 these days, and the knowledge was far different from Brother Liu.

"Who is so arrogant that I dare to say that the tutors in our Class 3 are not as good as those of others."

As soon as Songling's voice fell, a cold shout came from behind the screen not far away. All the conversations here were heard.

There was a clamor behind the screen, and several people got up, stood up from the chair, lifted the screen, and walked towards this side.

"Okay! It turns out that it's you, the waste."

There were six people in total, four in green robes, and two in purple robes. The sound came from the mouth of a man in green robes in the middle.

Seeing a few people, Song Ling shivered and joined the Imperial Academy, and was bullied a lot by them.

"Senior Brother Jiang Hua, that's not what I mean!"

Songling didn't want to cause trouble for Brother Liu anymore, so he stood up and admitted that he had a brief pause just now. He didn't know that someone in Class 3 had a meal here, and he had no intention of insulting the instructor.

The six people walked to Liu Wuxie's table, and the eyes of the two men in purple robes fell on Zuo Hong, and their eyes shrank.

"You are really hard-working. Class 3 has taken you as a waste and lost all the face of Class 3. You are a garbage, and you are still thinking about changing classes."

Jiang Hua's tone became colder and colder, and his terrifying murderous intent crushed Songling.

Songling is now incomprehensible and is suppressed by Jiang Hua's momentum and cannot say a word. No matter what he says, Jiang Hua will take the opportunity to target him.

From beginning to end, Liu Wuxie didn't say anything. This was the matter of their Class 3. He didn't want to participate too much. He just wanted to keep Songling away from that place. As for the way of formation, he could surpass most of the people in the Imperial Academy by just a little helping to help him.

"Songling, come to our Class 7 tomorrow!"

Liu Wuxie put down his wine glass, Yun Qingfeng said calmly, without looking at Jiang Hua, so calm that people could not feel any fluctuations.

The results were announced without asking for any consent.

"Boy, what are you? If he wants to change classes, he must ask the consent of his tutor."

Jiang Hua looked at Liu Wuxie with cold eyes, like two poisonous stings.

The sound was loud and spread throughout the second floor. Many people lifted the screen, walked out from behind, gathered around, and didn't know what was going on.

Zuo Hong smiled bitterly, knowing that Liu Wuxie was not a good-for-nothing lamp, so he shook his head. He knew very well that it had nothing to do with Liu Wuxie. From the perspective of a friend, it was understandable that it was nothing to do with Songling to change classes.

Who knew that it was such a coincidence that the students from Class 3 were also eating here, and Songling's words were heard again, distorting the facts.

"Then I'll ask the tutor to withdraw from the class tomorrow!"

Liu Wuxie was still not angry, as if he said it to Songling or Jiang Hua.

Since you have been heard by the people in Class 3, there is no need to hide it. If you should, you should retreat.

"Boy, what are you? Class 3 is the one who comes whenever you want and retreat whenever you want!"

Retiring from class is a disagreement with this class, and it is a great humiliation for other students and tutors.

There are very few cases of resignation in Imperial College. Liu Wuxie rejected the genius class and was suppressed by them. This is the reason. He thinks he looks down on the genius class too much.

"Get out of here immediately before I get angry. I will take Songling to retire tomorrow."

Liu Wuxie suddenly raised his head and his eyes swept towards Jiang Hua, and a suffocating momentum hit him. Jiang Hua was so scared that he took a step back. Liu Wuxie's eyes were so terrible.

Li Shengsheng lowered his head and didn't know what to say. It seemed that Junior Brother Liu had not officially entered Class 7 yet. So many things happened in just one day.

"Zuo Hong, this person is so arrogant. Is he your friend?"

At this time, one of the two men in purple robe who walked over with Jiang Hua spoke, ignored Liu Wuxie and asked Zuo Hong.

"He is my brother!"

Zuo Hong's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. Brothers and friends sounded similar, but the difference was a huge difference.

Friends are divided into many kinds, including friends of life and death, and ordinary friends with wine and meat.

Brothers are different. Brothers are like brothers and feet, and they are no different from yourself.

"Your brother is arrogant!"

The man in purple robe shrank, and Zuo Hong's answer surprised him, his face became colder and colder, and he was not afraid of Zuo Hong.

"You are also very arrogant!"

This kind of answer doesn't look like Zuo Hong's personality. Is this still Zuo Hong that Liu Wuxie knows?

I have always been gentle and treat everyone with courtesy when I see you and never speak excessive words. Today, Zuo Hong has been angry twice for Liu Wuxie.

"Are you sure you want to interfere in this matter?"

The man in purple robe continued to ask, wanting to get an answer from Zuo Hong.

"My brother has made it clear. I will leave the shift tomorrow. If it's okay, please don't interfere with our meal."

Zuo Hong waved his hand and told them to leave here, not willing to continue talking nonsense with them, which would affect their appetite.

After saying that, he ignored them and the four of them continued to drink. Jiang Hua and others stood there, gritting their teeth with hatred.

"Then we are waiting for the big trip tomorrow!"

Strangely, the man in purple robe did not continue to entangle and really took Jiang Hua away.

Zuo Hong was present and it was difficult to fight. He had to wait for tomorrow before he could get it back. As long as the instructor of Class 3 did not agree to withdraw, it would be clear what this kid would do.

The six people followed the stairs to the first floor, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.

"Senior Brother Sun, why don't we just destroy them?"

Jiang Hua was puzzled and asked the man in purple robe who had just spoken. Liu Wuxie openly provoked Class 3 and took them seriously.

"No hurry, Zuo Hong is here. If he takes action, he will also intervene. You can go back and prepare and let them never come back tomorrow."

Senior Brother Sun showed a cruel smile on his lips. He also came out of Class 3 and had special feelings for Class 3. He was successfully promoted to a student with the Xuan brand last year. Today he happened to have a party with the students of Class 3.

Unexpectedly, when encountering such a thing, as a student who came out of Class 3, how could he give up?

The four of them were full of food and food. It was already midnight, and Zuo Hong personally sent Liu Wuxie back.

"I won't give it!"

Turning around and walking into the courtyard gate, Liu Wuxie bowed to Zuo Hong. He was more familiar with the environment of the college than himself. He would remember this favor in his heart. He would say too much thanks, but instead he seemed pretentious and unfamiliar.

"Do you need me to come tomorrow?"

Before Zuo Hong left, he asked.

Men must respect themselves, especially people like Liu Wuxie. Zuo Hong knew very well, so he simply proposed it himself.

"No need, thank you for your kindness."

Liu Wuxie knew that he had good intentions and was afraid that he would be embarrassed to ask him to come forward to save the situation. He could handle such a small matter by himself.

"Okay, then I'll come to you in a few days!"

Zuo Hong was not pretentious either. He believed that Liu Wuxie could handle tomorrow's affairs because he also wanted to see how many secrets he still had.

Song Ling's words didn't seem to be lying. Could it be that Liu Wuxie's formation talent is really strong?

After seeing Zuo Hong off, Li Shengsheng had not left yet, and he looked worried. He thought that he would go to Class 3 to withdraw from class tomorrow, and his legs would be shaking. Class 3 was famously difficult to deal with.

"Senior Brother Li, you go back and rest first, I have something to do."

Liu Wuxie didn't want to implicate Li Shengsheng, and Songling treated him as his biological brother, so he couldn't sit idly by.

Li Shengsheng wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liu Wuxie, telling him not to say anything. There were some things that both of them understood in their hearts.
To be continued...