Chapter 129: Acting Competitively

Dugu Bo is also here?

That's right, how could he not protect such a talented grandson-in-law?

Qian Renxue's mind raced, and together with Ning Fengzhi, she respectfully called out, "Your Majesty Bilin."

The three education committee members who were acting in the background also saluted immediately.

Chen Xin's eyes flashed coldly, and he glanced at Dugu Bo with dissatisfaction, and his voice was like a sharp knife drawn from its sheath:

"How could a sinister and vicious old man like you be able to cultivate such a genius with a strong will to fight?"

"I think he has been practicing all the way to now?"

"So what?" Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows.

"If I keep it in your hands, it would be a waste of resources! You'd better become my disciple." Chen Xin's words were full of confidence.

"Uncle Jian." Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly dissuaded him.

Dugu Bo didn't care about Ning Fengzhi's fake attempt to stop him, and just laughed sarcastically:

"Haha~ Then I will become a member of your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, right?"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family at least has Yu Tianheng to support them, but I haven't heard that your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has any genius that is praised by people."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Chen Xin, this shameless guy, actually asked to snatch the person away directly without giving any face at all.

Of course Dugu Bo did not give them face and pointed directly at the pain points of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Although the main line has genius, it is ultimately limited by its martial spirit.

Even if the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower is a genius, it can only be trapped at level 79!

It is still an auxiliary system that lacks the ability to protect itself.

Although Gu Rong always liked to bicker with Chen Xin, the two had been friends for many years, so of course they would help each other out at times like this:

"What's the use of that? It depends on Fang Ling himself!"

"Geniuses all have their own personalities. You are his teacher, don't you know this? Can you restrict him for life?"

"Haha, okay, then Fang Ling, you speak." Dugu Bo smiled slightly, patted his disciple on the shoulder, and took the initiative to give up his seat.

He knew the character of this disciple and had absolute confidence in Fang Ling.

Fang Ling glanced at Ning Fengzhi, who had an apologetic look on his face, and Qian Renxue, who had a solemn expression, and then said in a deep voice: "If I become the disciple of Jian Mian, what can you give me?"

"I will teach you how to temper your will, my sword will teachings, how to use weapon spirits, and the melee skills that have been tempered through thousands of trials..."

"The soul bones that can be regenerated by severed limbs can also be searched by mobilizing the power of the sect."

As Chen Xin was talking, he glanced at Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi, and said solemnly: "You can also invite Lao Gutou to accompany the sect master, and I guarantee to help you hunt a 100,000-year soul beast when you reach level 90!"

Level ninety-six, his martial soul is the top-level martial soul, the Seven Killing Sword. Chen Xin can be regarded as the most powerful weapon martial soul user in the world today.

And he was using a giant sword, which had a lot in common with Fang Ling's scythe.

There is also the key soul bone for regenerating severed limbs, and the promise of a hundred thousand year soul beast, which even Qian Renxue finds very tempting.

Fang Ling nodded slightly, but his expression did not change at all. He just said calmly: "It's a very good offer, but I refuse."

"Why refuse? Those are hundred thousand year spirit rings and spirit bones!" Qian Renxue asked in surprise.

"No reason. My childhood experience has taught me that strength is everything!"

With fighting spirit in his eyes, Fang Ling stated his ambitions loudly: "I have devoted myself to cultivation and have come this far alone. Money, fame and fortune are like floating clouds to me."

"With Yanyan and Lingling, two beautiful ladies, by my side, I feel very satisfied."

"I have my teacher's protection and my path is set. I just want to concentrate on my cultivation. I don't want to get involved in the troubles of a large sect just for the so-called 100,000-year soul beast promised in the future."

"It's hard to hold out hope that a broken limb can be regenerated into a soul bone."

"Although the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is good and His Majesty the Sword is powerful, they are not what I want. Sect Master Ning, I'm sorry." Fang Ling bowed slightly to Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi sighed in his heart, but did not give up.

Isn't Chen Xin the same? He once devoted himself to swordsmanship, and now he is in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

However, Fang Ling is not alone, so this is indeed much more difficult to deal with.

Ning Fengzhi waved his hands repeatedly, with a somewhat apologetic look on his face: "This time it was Uncle Jian who was overjoyed and too rude. I should be the one to apologize."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, Qian Renxue tried to smooth things over, saying, "Fang Ling is truly a peerless genius. With such a strong will, it's no wonder he has come this far."

"Your Highness, thank you for your compliment. How can I be called a genius?" Fang Ling recalled the loneliness and mixed circumstances he encountered when he first came to this world, and began to act out the story.

There was a deep sadness in his eyes. "Just as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, I have been a beggar since I was a child, and I have a broken leg. I don't know how I survived."

"At that time, I could only use my weak body to compete with wild dogs for food, catch rats and insects to eat, go to the vegetable market to pick up other people's unwanted garbage, and make traps with great difficulty to compete with other strong beggars for a place to rest..."

This is a true experience and I am not afraid of others checking it out. Everyone in Nottingham knows it.

"No one helped me, but fortunately I didn't die, and I didn't give up. In the end, I held on until my martial soul awakened." Fang Ling shook his head, the sadness in his eyes disappeared, and he smiled brightly.

Seeing this shining smile, everyone fell silent.

They were born noble and had never experienced such hardships.

It is hard to imagine how he survived such adversity, and what kind of willpower supported him to this day.

"Fang Ling..." Ye Lingling's blue eyes, as clear as autumn water, revealed a hint of heartache that was hard to conceal. She couldn't help but hug Fang Ling's arms tightly.

All day long she watched how optimistic Fang Ling was, how talented he was, and how strong-willed he was.

This is the first time I heard him talk about his past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"Fang Ling, you have us now." Dugu Yan also felt a pain in her heart. Her eyes were as gentle as water, as if they could heal all the pain in people's hearts.

"Huh~" Dugu Bo sighed leisurely and patted Fang Ling's shoulder. Everything was said without words.

"Of course, now I have a teacher, as well as Yanyan and Lingling."

Fang Ling laughed and continued, "I have survived until my martial soul awakened. Even though it is only level one, my life has become much better."

"After three years of hard training at Notting College, I have grown into an ordinary first-ring soul master."

"There was something that happened during this time that left a deep impression on me, and it is also the reason why I can practice so quickly now."

"What's the matter?" Xue Qinghe's eyes were filled with curiosity.

The rest of the people also listened attentively.

"I met a first-ring fallen soul master." Fang Ling rummaged through the Frost and Snow Ring, took out a light golden certificate and handed it to Qian Renxue.

She took the certificate and read it out slowly:

"Today, Fang Ling, a student from Notting College, is seven years old and has a sixth-level soul power... The Angel Corps Demon Hunting Battalion, Qianyao Squad, and team members Qian Chaolong and Qian Feiguang jointly witnessed it."

Fang Ling revealed a hint of regret in his words: "At that time, the three elder brothers wanted to recommend me to the Wuhun Hall Academy."

"Unfortunately, my innate talent is too low, so I have no choice but to give up."

"But this has proven to be of great help to me. I will thank them when I become stronger."　

(End of this chapter)