The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 446 Dean's Personal Letter

  Looking at each other with the recruiting old man, Bei Tinghuang's star-dark eyes flashed a coercion that outsiders could not detect, it was revenge for the old man's rudeness to Mu Qingling just now.

  He said that this kid held a grudge, sure enough!

  Zheng Yang was so angry that he wanted to stare back, but found that the strength of this stinky boy..., wait, heaven rank? The coercion that only the strong of the heavenly ranks have. After recruiting for so many years, it is always a red rain to meet a great spiritual master. When did the heavenly ranks come to the academy to practice? When did this become popular?

  Imperial Academy can only graduate from the Heavenly Rank, and I haven’t heard of those who have reached the Heavenly Rank to sign up. Is this brat just for fun?

Standing up suddenly, Zheng Yang was about to scold Bei Tinghuang back, but he saw Bei Tinghuang's fingers moved slightly, and there was an extra name card on his hand, and another name card, but this name card was compared to the others. Zhang Fengjin's famous post is a bit different, and the energy fluctuations on it are very familiar.

   "Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone was not calm anymore. Xuanyuan Jiu and Mu Wanyue burst out laughing again. It was so fun. Sure enough, waste is waste. It really depends on going through the back door. If Imperial College goes through the back door twice in a row, see Nan Ling How to explain to this continent.

   "Stinky boy, what do you think?" Obviously, Zheng Yang also realized that it would not end well, so he didn't accept the name card immediately, but asked Bei Tinghuang.

"What do I think, don't you know after reading the famous post?" A gleam of light flashed in Bei Tinghuang's dark eyes, she curled her lips, and showed a wicked smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer, Empire Academy, I don’t have to enter!”

  I/Damn, I have seen crazy ones, but I have never seen such crazy ones. They are all trash. The Imperial Academy is not sure whether they are willing to accept it, and this kid still looks like he can't get in! The corners of everyone's mouths kept twitching.

"I really know how to find a step down for myself!" Xuanyuan Jiu shook her head, her mocking eyes scraped across Bei Tinghuang's body like knives, and said in a mocking voice, "Hey, I said, you don't want to go in, so come here What are you doing? Pretending to be forceful is not such a pretense, you don’t have the strength to come here to act?”

   Who knows, before Xuanyuan Jiu finished speaking, Zheng Yang was afraid that Bei Tinghuang would really be scared away by Xuanyuan Jiu, so he hurriedly grabbed the name card in Bei Tinghuang's hand, opened it, and immediately gasped.

   What did he see?

  The dean's personal letter, personally written, actually invited this kid to come to Imperial College, and promised that he would be her teacher himself.

   That is to say, Bei Tinghuang is the only personal disciple that the dean has accepted for so many years. If this spreads, what kind of sensation will it cause on the mainland?

"You, you, age!" Zheng Yang's hands shook violently, and seeing that the invitation letter was about to fall to the ground, Bei Tinghuang unceremoniously withdrew the invitation letter from his hand, "Look It's over? Can you return it to me?"

   "You snatched it all back, and you still ask me!" The old man had a deep resentment towards Bei Tinghuang, and continued to shout, "Name, age!"

  Bei Tinghuang rolled his eyes at him, "Name: Bei Tinghuang, age: fourteen years old!"

  Patter!

  The pen in the old man's hand accidentally dropped to the ground, attracting the teachers who were concentrating on recruiting students to look over, and asked with concern, "Teacher Zheng Yang, if you are not feeling well, you should take a rest first!"

  His health is indeed not good, it is all caused by this stinky boy, his heart has been hit one after another, and if it continues, it will become a heart attack.

  Fourteen-year-old Tianjie! For the first time, the old man didn't believe in the Cesheng crystal. Could it be that this thing is out of order?

  (end of this chapter)