Chapter 150 (1/2)

Translator: Misty Cloud Editor: Misty Cloud

“What our team focused on was freedom of expression.” Wei Wei thought about it for a long time and finally was able to say something that she was satisfied with. After all, she still wanted to win.

Huan Ming Xiang was dumbstruck again. “Freedom of expression.” In other words, they basically didn’t even feel things out and already planned to face those students from the Good Compound tomorrow?

“Can you guys really win?” The old man helplessly propped his forehead. It’s not that he didn’t believe in this girl, it’s the other two people, whose ident.i.ties he’s unclear about.

This time, Wei Wei replied forcefully. “We’re going to win!”

“You have such confidence?” The old man cracked up. Ordinarily, this girl had always been low-key. Saying these words this time, he supposed there’s something up their sleeves.

Wei Wei beamed and nodded. “Our team’s special.”

“How’re you guys special?” Huan Ming Xuan’s curiosity’s been aroused.

Wei Wei stroked her chin and meaningfully curved her thin lips. “Our goal is clear, look towards money, look towards profits. This time, the princ.i.p.al’s very generous. The champion gets a hundred thousand taels of silver.”

Huan Ming Xiang’s mouth twitched repeatedly. So this was what she meant by her team being special?

Hehe, really was unique!

He’s been at White Academy for so many years. This is the first time somebody’s competing because of money…

“Forget it. Forget it” Huan Ming Xuan let out a long sigh because it’s so ridiculous. “Bring your desk-mate over here. Even though I’m old, I can still coach him through some moves. Regarding divination, I can’t help directly, but there’s an old book here that you can take with you.”

Wei Wei thought about it a bit and felt that this could be their insurance.

After all, after the Good Compound, they will face the Fine Compound. Hei Ze’s ability couldn’t be ignored.

Having Elder Xuan’s guidance, was a good thing anyways.

“When night falls, I’ll bring him over.” Wei Wei laughed softly. “Also to this place.”

Huan Ming Xuan nodded and stroked his beard. “What attribute does this deskmate of yours control. What level is he at now?”

“I haven’t asked.” Wei Wei took a guess. “He should be at the earth rank.”

The fingers stroking Huan Ming Xiang’s beard paused, his eyes opened slightly. “Earth rank, the most low leveled?” That’s about as good as a fart! He’d lose for sure!

“Probably.” Wei Wei’s eyes narrowed, eyes s.h.i.+ning slightly. “Wait until night falls. I’ll bring him over, so Elder Huan can chat with him personally.”

Huan Ming Xiang thought about it a bit before responding. “What else is there to do.”

A martial artist at the earth rank. He’ll need to think long and hard. It’s been so many years since he’d seen one, sigh.

Couldn’t blame Huan Ming Xiang for having this reaction. One had to know that as War Dragon Empire’s minister, besides being a powerful figure at court, he’s also enormously accomplished at martial cultivation. As a person who paved the way for the Battle Spirit Forces, he could be considered a master admired by everyone.