Chapter 15： Rattling

Six homes.

Xiao Chenyu and the other younger brothers walked out of the dormitory door looking at each other, looking confused.

"The boss said that this exchange meeting will not be held, does it have any deep meaning?"

In Liushe, the younger brothers cast their eyes on Xiao Chenyu.

Obviously, this exchange meeting with Wuhun Hall is the best opportunity for Qin He to become famous!

Could it be said that boss Qin He was afraid of the failure of the Wuhun Palace?

"What are you thinking about? Do you think it is the boss of Qin He who is afraid of the Spirit Hall?"

Xiao Chenyu sneered.

"Too naive, Qin boss's meaning is obvious, this small Wuhun Palace, Qin boss doesn't even bother to make a move!"

Having said that, Xiao Chenyu's eyes flashed with fanaticism.

The boss of Qin He is the one who wants to do big things. This so-called Wuhun Palace competition is just like a child's play, so why bother?

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Temporary dormitory area of ​​Wuhun Hall.

"Have you heard? Qin He announced that he will not participate in the exchange meeting. He thinks we are too weak to be his opponent?"

Xieyue's handsome face flashed with anger, it was obvious that the news that was inquired was very angry.

According to the news heard, Qin He is known as a master of Notting College and can win without having to play.

But actually?

Xie Yue has been visiting Notting College for a while recently. In this broken school, where the masters come from, they are all bear kids and waste materials!

This Qin He, comparing them with the waste materials of Notting College, this is an insult to the Spirit Hall!

"Xie Yue, what are you excited about?"

"It's just a psychological war. As long as we defeat other people, will he Qin He not show up?"

On the side, Hu Liena's beautiful eyebrows bend like autumn water, and between her gestures, a faint charm of charm revealed.

"That's it! This Qin He looks like he has big eyebrows and big eyes. It turns out to be so sinister!"

Xie Yue couldn't help but suddenly realized!

Nima’s, your Heaven Dou Empire says every day that our Wuhun Temple is a villain, but our villain’s heart is not as dirty as you!

The exchange meeting hadn't started yet, and all the tactics had been used. If it weren't for Hu Liena's reminder, I would almost be irritated and affected the next battle!

"It's no wonder that our bishop and teacher take so seriously, Qin He is really terrifying!"

Hu Liena, who always had a charming smile on her face, looked serious now.

Her martial soul charm fox, whose talent is charm, is essentially a means to play with people's hearts.

However, this Qin He obviously does not have the relevant talented martial arts, but playing with people's hearts, he is more proficient than her fox!

"Sure enough, when you come to Notting College, you can learn a lot from that man!"

Hu Liena thought to herself.

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Seven homes.

"That fellow Qin He won't participate in the exchange meeting?"

Hearing this news, Tang San couldn't help but feel a touch of joy.

"Yes, boss, Young Master Qin He said he didn't bother to participate in this kind of competition!"

The former elder Wang Sheng of Qishe added, with a touch of admiration in his expression.

Wuhun Palace, what a powerful force!

The students of the Wuhun Palace, they looked at from a distance, and they knew how powerful they were!

But Young Master Qin He didn't care at all!

"Do you disdain to participate? Damn..."

Hearing Wang Sheng's words, Tang San couldn't help but twitched.

It's uncomfortable!

I feel like I have been compared again!

Although Tang San's strength had risen quite a bit during this period, he hunted a mandala snake of a hundred-year-old soul beast, breaking through his realm, and is now a fifteenth-level soul master.

But Qin He didn't go to the Tiandou Great Forest, and he was still only a tenth-level spirit master.

However, the previous failure still hung over him like a shadow.

Contending with Qin He, Tang San felt that the chance was small!

In this exchange meeting, the academy offered huge rewards. Every time you defeated a Wuhun Hall student, you would be rewarded with a thousand gold soul coins!

As a poor working student, he felt that his opportunity to make money was here!

"Haha, it seems that Qin He is nothing more than that. He is afraid of Wuhun Hall, and I'm not afraid of Tang San!"

"When I win the so-called golden generation of these Wuhun Temples, I will come to Qin He to challenge!"

Tang San spoke confidently.

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In the entourage of Wuhun Hall.

An old man with gray hair was dressed in humble linen, his body was imposing, his eyes sharp as a knife.

"Qin He doesn't plan to participate in the exchange meeting? Then, Salas, isn't it for nothing?"

Salas muttered to himself, his brows could not help but turn into Sichuan.

"Master Bishop, you... why are you here?"

On the side, the knight commander saw the figure of Salas, and was startled at first, then inconceivable.

Bishop Salas, but a strong titled Douluo, such a character would actually appear in a small place like Notting City!

You know, in the entire Douluo Continent, the number of titled Douluo is pitifully small, and Salas' status in the Hall of Souls, which is full of talents, is also extremely high.

Moreover, Saras was in church before, didn't he mean that Qin He didn't have to be at heart?

"Ahem, don't say anything!"

Salas coughed awkwardly, her face very ugly.

For Qin He, Salas said he was not curious, it was impossible.

However, as the Bishop of Wuhun Temple, if he goes to Notting City with great fanfare, he will undoubtedly make the entire Heaven Dou Empire shake three times!

Therefore, he chose to hide his identity in the entourage group, on the one hand to protect the golden generation of Wuhun Temple, on the other hand, he also wanted to secretly observe how much Qin He had hidden his strength.

Unexpectedly, he was recognized by the knight commander.

Knowing that, Salas should change to a more secret identity.

"That's it!"

The knight commander also waved his hand awkwardly, and left in a hurry.

Although he said he was a knight commander and his name was very loud, he was actually just a bodyguard, and he was far from the status of the bishop.

This Qin He is really not easy!

Not only did the Wuhundian exchange group change its destination, but even the Platinum Bishop personally came to observe the ceremony.······

The big guys in Wuhun Hall, have they paid attention to this six-year-old child to this degree?

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Notting College.

The morning sun was shining, cloudless and sunny.

In the square, the Wuhun Hall side occupies a corner position, full of pomp.

The seven members of the Golden Generation headed by Hu Liena are no more than twelve years old, but all have reached the fifteenth level or above, and will soon be close to the twentieth level, becoming a great soul master.

On the other side, the exchange group sent by Notting College is much worse.

It is the students from Notting College who have put together a lot of things, and there is even a senior in the 20th grade, who seems to be almost 30 years old.

But even if they were older and had a slightly higher spirit power level, they didn't have much advantage.

Wuhun fighting is not only based on the level, but the quality of the spirit is also very important.

In the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, many great soul master level experts are just their defeated men, not to mention these students at Notting College, not even great soul masters.

"Guests from afar, all students, Zhao Chong, Dean of Old Notting College..."

On the high platform, the Dean of Notting College looked solemn. After introducing the Wuhundian exchange group, he said some nonsense about friendship first and second in the game, and announced the start of the exchange meeting.

The students underneath, with excitement flashing in their eyes, shouted words like cheer.

"In the next Lingri, 15th-level spirit master, Wuhun Golden Crow! Please enlighten me from the students of Notting College!"

At the same time, among the seven members of the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, a black-haired boy walked out, about twelve years old.