C98

Chapter 98 - Subclass Entrance Examination (1)

"A class …" Xie Shuo scratched his beard, he looked at Mu Yanran, then his gaze turned to look at Princess Xuanyuan Xuanyuan Xuanyuan'er who was standing by her side. He was standing in the middle of the crowd, but there were many people with high cultivations surrounding her, all of them obviously aiming to protect her.

Mu Yanran seemed to be very close to Xuanyuan Shishi and Mu Yanran was also standing in the protective circle of dark guard Xuanyuan Shishi.

She raised her head and looked at Xie Shuo, her brows raised, as though she was filled with confidence.

All these years, ever since Yao Ming had taken over the position of Principal, he had never appeared in the A class. The classroom in A class was probably filled with cobwebs now.

Now that they were faced with the Kunlun College's ten year general election, these noble disciples naturally hoped to be allocated to the A class to be taught a lesson by the Principal personally.

However, Xie Shuo was in a difficult position.

He used his sharp eyes to scan the two elders behind him.

Elder Wu smiled and replied Xie Shuo, while Elder Feng's face was expressionless, without a hint of emotion.

These two fellows clearly didn't intend to interfere in any matter.

Xie Shuo said: "Don't be in such a hurry to ask A class! The selection for the A class has always been from the Class B, with an unknown number of people, let's see just how capable you are to stand out amongst so many new entrants. "

Elder Wu and Elder Feng looked at each other, feeling incomparable admiration for Xie Shuo.

When it came to deceiving, in the entire Kunlun College, there was no one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Xie Shuo.

Now it was basically set, to enter the A class, to enter the Class B.

As for the Class B's request, it was approved by the votes of Elder Feng, Elder Wu and Xie Shuo at the same time.

Hearing this request, Mu Wanjun was a little speechless, this rule must be very familiar!

Si Tu held Mu Wanjun's hand tightly, he was a little worried, and didn't know what kind of ability he had to get a Vice Principal and two elders to let him enter the Class B.

"Don't worry! Si Tu, you will be the best! "

Mu Wanjun cheered him on, but at the same time, she was also a little nervous.

Because now, he was faced with a problem. Unlike before, the two groups were fighting each other, with one person entering a room alone. He had no idea what was going to happen inside.

Mu Wanjun saw that many disciples had entered the room, and the notice of which class they were assigned also came out.

Time passed little by little, and they could do nothing but wait. Mu Wanjun and Si Tu sat in a corner, waiting for their Senior Brother's call.

Si Tu calculated the time and said, "Elder sister, there is still one more hour, your feet …"

If it was time, and Mu Wanjun just entered the room, what should she do? Could she even enter the A class?

"9510!" The Senior Martial Brother called the number.

Mu Yanran replied. She was led into the room by her senior brother.

It was said to be a room, but it was not built. Instead, it was a small cave that had been carved out from a cave.

From afar, it looked very ordinary, but there was a cold and gloomy feeling coming from it.

Mu Yanran walked in and felt the cold wind blowing against her face. She shrugged her shoulders, wrapped the fur around her body a little tighter and followed it inside.

The Senior Martial Brother said from behind her, "Don't be afraid. Follow this path and you will see a room where the elders are waiting."

Mu Yanran smiled sweetly, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

She walked along the corridor and saw a room in front of her. The empty room only had a single candle burning in the northeast corner.

The weird light ray left a very long shadow behind Mu Yanran.

She was a little terrified, but she still mustered her courage and shouted towards the room: "This one is Mu Yanran, greets elder."

The empty room was filled only with her voice.

She shouted for a while, but no one answered.

Mu Yanran could not help but frown. She looked around, walked in front of the candle and picked it up from the ground to light it up. She wondered about this along the wall.

Just as Mu Yanran was carefully observing the situation here, on the other side of the wall, there were two faint shadows, which seemed to be whispering.

Elder Wu said to Elder Feng: "Although you have never cultivated two spiritual roots, your talent is not bad. "What do you think?"