The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 501 Who do you call an asshole?

His cold and stern eyes were like swords, and he shot towards that guy. A young man in his early twenties, wearing a white robe, with a silver-gray armor looming inside, with an epee on his back, stood with his arms folded, He was staring at Bei Tinghuang with a mocking gaze.

"Who are you calling a jerk?" Bei Tinghuang took a step forward, pushing towards that side with a strong aura, unable to catch him, the young man was pushed back a step by this wave-like aura, and The companions beside him were all thrown out.

   "Wow, awesome!" The young man who fell to the ground praised him sincerely.

   "The scolding is..."

Before the word "you" was uttered, a powerful coercion fell on everyone from top to bottom, and the heart jumped suddenly. The young man turned his head, and at some point, the instructor of the academy was floating in the air. He made a gesture towards this side, "Quiet, now, on behalf of the academy, I am announcing the precautions for this year's freshman training!"

Bei Tinghuang and the young man looked away from each other. Bei Tinghuang lowered her hand and took Mu Qingling's hand who had been following her all along. The first time you go in, I'll help you get rid of the poison on your body."

   "Well, Xiao Jiu, I came early just now, and I heard from others that this guy is the youngest son of the master of Wanfengmen, named Wandekuai..."

   "Poof!"

Among the silent crowd, Bei Tinghuang burst out laughing suddenly, and even the instructor above her head, who was talking about the precautions for this experience, was interrupted and looked at Bei Tinghuang sternly, He asked, "Your Excellency Beitinghuang, is what the old man said so funny?"

  This mentor is a Nine Swords Star Spirit Master. At the age of more than sixty years old, it can be said that he is extremely talented to be able to reach this level. With a pair of shrewd eyes, he looked at Bei Tinghuang's clothes carefully, and couldn't help being startled. Isn't this, this, this Bianhua flower...only those who are directly related to Yancheng are eligible to wear it?

  Why is the identity of Ninth Young Master so complicated?

   It's over, is this the legendary joy begets sorrow? Bei Tinghuang couldn't help being dumbfounded when the instructor named her in public. Although she has always been a public figure and lives in the attention of everyone, she has always played the image of a glorious God of War. This is the first time she is so embarrassing.

"No, no!" Bei Tinghuang almost thoughtlessly pointed at Wan Dekuai who had scolded her before, "I was just laughing at this guy's name, poof..., his father is really awesome, for me The name of the son is 'Finish Quickly', which is how much hatred he has with his mother!"

As soon as Bei Tinghuang's words fell, the plaza where more than 20,000 people had gathered burst into laughter. Even the mentor who was upset that Bei Tinghuang interrupted his conversation just now, his face was cracked, and he barely held back his laughter. He pretended to cough twice to cover up his embarrassment.

   "Beitinghuang, you bastard, don't you want to live?" Wan Dekuai couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out, swung the epee in his hand, and slashed at Beitinghuang.

Behind Bei Tinghuang was Mu Qingling, she would never dodge by herself, exposing Mu Qingling to danger, the soft sword in her hand almost swung out without hesitation, the soft sword was like a white practice, and with Just now, Rou Zhi rolled towards the epee, and the two sharp weapons collided with each other heavily, shooting out a burst of sparks, which dazzled everyone's eyes.

  (end of this chapter)