"Oh? Yes."

"Yeah, Jian Douluo is so handsome. No wonder there is a clan member like you. The Chen family is indeed the best martial soul sect in the world."

Meng Shenji stroked his beard and laughed.

"Senior, joking."

At this time, Zhilin smiled and took a step forward. The air around his body suddenly twisted.

Maybe others didn't feel anything, but Liu Yi found that the surrounding air became distorted and it was a little difficult to breathe.

A violent wave of soul power surged, and the whole body was as if it was pressed by a huge rock, and it was completely unable to move.

Under this breath, Liu Yi's face looked a little ugly. The Seven Killing Sword in his body was about to move, as if it was about to rush out in the next second and cut off the surrounding soul power.

Qian Renxue's face remained unchanged while sitting on the chair, and she slowly drank the tea in the cup.

"Don't worry, your highness, Zhilin has a proper position."

Qian Renxue smiled, she didn't think her man would be suppressed by Zhilin's soul power.

As expected.

When Zhilin raised his soul power to level 60, Liu Yi was never forced out of his martial soul, which made the three people from the Education Committee look at each other.

Ordinary soul masters rarely resist the suppression of soul power above their own.

Even if there is, he must display his martial soul. Even if it is a genius, he must use his martial soul to resist it.

But the young man in front of him did not feel any discomfort, but instead looked relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

This made Zhilin frown. It was the first time he had met such a person in so many years.

This deeply touched his heart. As a strong Conqueror, he also has self-esteem.

If you are compared by a junior, how could you give up?

Although his martial soul is Tian Qingteng, a sword that is naturally afraid of martial souls, no matter how to say, his soul power is suppressed by almost level 20.

As the soul power suppression became stronger and stronger, Zhilin's face changed slightly, and his surprise became stronger and stronger.

Is the 18-year-old young man in front of me?

"How is that possible!" Meng Shenji said in his heart, "Even if he has four ten thousand-year soul rings, it is impossible not to release his martial soul!"

Sixty-one.

Sixty-two.

Sixty-three!

When his pressure reached level 63, Liu Yi's face showed a hint of pain.

Liu Yi slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling white light instantly enveloped Liu Yi's side.

It is four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and the handle is one foot two inches long, and is called the Seven Killing Sword.

While the Seven Killing Sword was released, Zhilin's body seemed to be stinging from a knife and an axe, making his brow frown.

Originally, Zhilin thought that Liu Yi could no longer bear the soul test, so he released his martial soul.

But after feeling the severe pain from his body, he knew that things were far from over.

Seven Killing Swords were arranged in an orderly manner like a formation, blocking the soul power released by Zhilin.

"Huh!" Zhilin couldn't help but exclaim, turned his head and looked at Meng Shenji and the others, and the soul power in his hands increased again.

Sixty-four.

Sixty-five.

Sixty-seven.

The soul power is still in Zeng Jia, and Liu Yi's body is finally about to reach its limit.

At this time, Liu Yi couldn't even move a finger, let alone moving his body.

Finally, after his soul power increased to level 70, Liu Yi could no longer hold on and half kneeled on the ground with a thud.

Qian Renxue showed a heartache expression on her face and said hurriedly:

"Three Education Commissions are almost done."

Zhilin nodded, retracted the released soul power, and a trace of horror appeared in his eyes.

Such a genius boy is rare.

Qian Renxue strode to Liu Yi and said with a distressed heart:

"It's okay."

Liu Yi waved his hand and slowly raised his body with the help of the Seven Killing Sword.

"Huh~ Thank you for yourselves."

Zhilin frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Thank me? What does it mean?"

"If it weren't for the senior, my soul power wouldn't have been increased to level 64."

"What!"

Under the suppression of Zhilin's soul power, Liu Yi, who was originally at level 63, broke through the first level.

Meng Shenji stood up and breathed out, "I didn't expect that such a terrifying genius would emerge in our soul master world. I am very glad that you can join the Tiandou Royal Academy."

Qian Renxue said: "Since that's the case, let's arrange it."

Meng Shenji put his right hand on his chest and bent down and said, "It's Your Highness."

At this time, a man slowly walked out of the hall.

"Qin Ming pays homage to the three MPs of the Education Commission and to the Crown Prince."

Qian Renxue said lightly: "No need for too much polite."

"I wonder what the three education commissions are asking me for?"

Meng Shenji said: "Qin Ming, this is a new teacher. Like you, they are all teachers of the Tianzhi level. You can arrange the class."

Qin Ming looked at Liu Yi, "Okay, please follow me."

Liu Yi looked at Qian Renxue and, under Qian Renxue's reluctance to leave the Education Committee, followed Qin Ming.

"Three Education Commissioners, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first."

The three of them immediately bowed and gave it to him: "Greatly send him to the Crown Prince."

Another direction.

Qin Ming brought Liu Yi to a class.

In the class, all the students bowed their heads and bowed to their salutes after seeing Qin Ming.

As you can see, Qin Ming has a great status in the academy.

"I don't know what your name is?" Qin Ming asked in confusion.

"Let's go to Liu Yi."

"Oh, Liu Yi, Qin Ming, the sixty-first-level war soul emperor, martial soul, and fire wolf."

Liu Yi nodded. Qin Ming himself knew a little. One of Shrek's most promising students and one of Dean Flander's most proud disciples.

"Let me tell you, there is currently a class that lacks teachers now, and it's right next to my class."

"How to say, there are many teachers in this class, but each teacher left Tiandou Royal Academy in less than a month of teaching."

Liu Yi was interested. Which class could make the Tianzhi-level teachers last for less than a month?

When he walked to the class gate, Liu Yi looked up.

Class 3, Year 2.

"It's here. I have something to do with me, so I'll leave it."

After Qin Ming finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the classroom next to him.

Liu Yi disagreed and pushed open the classroom door.

I don’t know if it’s too loud or what’s going on, the students in the class were shocked and stared at the boy at the door of the classroom.

Liu Yi walked to the podium and said, "Hello everyone, I am the teacher in your class. My name is Liu Yi. From now on, I will not allow any of you to do whatever you want in the class. You must obey my command in all actions, otherwise, get out of Tiandou Royal Academy!"

"Hmph~Who are you? You dare to talk to us like this."

Liu Yi looked at him and stood up, raising his head with a proud look, as if he didn't take the teacher seriously at all.
Chapter completed!