The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 949

Leng Wuqing and Qu Zili stood on the competition stage, gestured to each other, turned around, one turned to the left and the other to the right, and stood in front of a refining furnace. There was a long table next to them, which was empty. Yes, they need to place the refining materials they need.

Under the stage of the competition, all the students of Canglong Academy were watching there, some were from Qu Zili with supporters, and some were from Leng Wuqing.

In short, there are quite a lot of people who support Leng Wuqing, mainly because Qu Zili usually thinks highly of himself. Even though he is good-looking and many girls like him, those boys don't like him.

Today their competition location is set up in the large square of the inner courtyard, and the inner courtyard is also open today, allowing those students from the outer courtyard to come and watch.

This is the order of the head of Canglong Academy.

On the other side, in an attic, the old headmaster of Canglong Academy has white silver hair floating in the wind and a long beard on his chest. Spiritual power fluctuates, looking like an ordinary person.

Standing next to him are the top tutors in the academy, including Leng Wuqing's tutor and Qu Zili's tutor.

"Two mentors, your students, you know for yourself, who do you think will win?" Dean Cao stroked his long snow-white beard, with a leisurely posture, full of sense of watching the excitement.

A mentor looked down at the competition platform, and tapped his fingers on the fence in front of him, "If you want to know who will win, don't you know when the results of the competition come out?"

"A teacher, is this a student who doesn't believe in you?" Qu Zili's teacher, An Li, had a faint smile on his face. He had long blond hair tied up high, and some gorgeous facial features. With a smile at this moment, It's a little more romantic.

"When did Instructor An find out that I don't trust my students anymore?" A letter from the instructor did not turn his head, his eyes just looked at the competition stage so leisurely, there was a lazy breath in his whole body, his body Just leaning against the fence in front of him.

Instructor Amway laughed, "It's actually normal for an instructor not to trust your students. After all, no one in the academy knows that this Leng Wuqing is a waste material for refining equipment. Although his strength is good, he is not good at refining equipment. Without talent, no matter how much you force something like talent, you can’t force it, unlike our class’s Song Li, who is born to be a weapon, who can easily practice a magic weapon.”

Amway and a letter to the two tutors are a beautiful scenery in the school, because both of them are extremely good-looking, and because they are very at odds, they will often argue over trivial matters, which of course cause wars every now and then. They are all Amway tutors.

As for why the relationship between the two is so bad, no one in Canglong Academy knows. It is not that no one does not gossip and wants to know some inside information, but it is a pity that no one dares to inquire.

Because although a mentor seems a bit casual, in fact this person is not a good stubble, and his dark heart can be compared with that of coal.

An instructor frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up playfully, and a half-smile flashed in his eyes, "Really? But I don't think so. Sometimes talent is a good thing, but Don't forget about talent. If a person relies on talent for everything, he will be useless after a long time. If one day his talent suddenly disappears, do you think this person can still stand up? As for Leng Wuqing, heh, my student, I don't think he is a waste material for refining equipment."

"Oh, how did you make sure?" This time, Director Cao intercepted Mentor Amway's rebuttal before he could say anything.

He was a little curious. Leng Wuqing is quite famous in the academy. Of course, he is most famous for his physique of refining waste materials, but he is very enthusiastic about refining. Every day in the refining room The continuous sound of the fryer made the academy very happy.

(End of this chapter)