352: C352 Clear the Area(part Ii)

C352 Clear the Area(part Ii)

"Qin senior brother, you'd better wait a moment. I think those people from the Beichen Academy will leave the Office Building very soon. "0

Fatty chuckled and said, "This is the only path they have to pass through. "

This fat man was all smiles, and he even made an expression that all men understood.

When Qin Sheng heard this, three very thick black lines immediately appeared on his forehead. The reason he came to Flowing Cloud Academy today was not to see some beautiful woman, but to treat Old President, Yun Yue.

However, Qin Sheng couldn't tell the fatty the truth.

Thinking of this, Qin Sheng was too lazy to explain. He walked out of the crowd and approached the Office Building with the diameter of a Inner court.

"Hey, Qin senior brother, didn't you hear what I said?" The fat man anxiously shouted, "The area in front of us has been cleared. Those Beichen Academy men said that whoever dares to approach us will not just break their hands and feet. "

When Qin Yuan heard this, his footsteps suddenly stopped. His eyes narrowed into a straight line as he replied loudly without turning his head, "Fatty, it's not like I'm going to see a beautiful woman. They won't do anything to me. "

After saying that, Qin Sheng continued to walk forward. There was a trace of coldness on his face. He thought to himself, "They are domineering, but I, Qin Sheng am not a good person. "

As Qin Sheng's figure gradually disappeared, the fat man slowly shook his head. "A fair lady is easy to catch, but Qin senior brother is too impatient. "

Obviously, the fat man did not believe that Qin Sheng would enter the Office Building to do business. Everyone was a man, so what was the point of pretending?

"Today, all the people who came from the Beichen Academy are geniuses. The leader is also Young Marquis. I heard that Young Marquis has a bad temper. "

Even though Qin Sheng was the number one genius in the history of the Flowing Cloud Academy, But the Cultivation Level is only at the invigorated nine meridians. Young Marquis had reached the Reaching Soul State at the age of ten. They were not even on the same level.

The fat man seemed to have thought of the miserable state Qin Sheng was in when he was carried out. He absolutely didn't think that Qin Sheng would be able to walk out safely.

Very quickly, Qin Sheng walked to the front of the office building.

This was dean's Office Building. Qin Sheng had just gotten close when he was locked onto by a few sharp eyes.

In front of the office building, there were four or five figures. There were men and women, all of them tall and straight, their auras sharp and fierce, blood energy surging. They were all wearing standard golden robes.

There were six divine dragons carved on the chest of the golden robe, and the words' Beichen 'were written on the surface of the divine dragon.

Obviously, these golden robes were the uniform uniform of the Beichen Academy, and those people were the geniuses that the fatty had mentioned about the Beichen Academy earlier.

"Stop right there!"

The leader, Men, was handsome and divine. His long black hair was casually hanging behind his shoulder. At a glance, he seemed to have a bit of immortal Qi.

However, the expression between the brows of the Beichen Academy genius was filled with pride. A powerful Qi was emitted from his body, and it instantly enveloped Qin Sheng's body.

"Who is it?!"

The gold robe Men had a proud and arrogant look. His nose was pointed towards the sky, and he felt that he was the one who possessed the six dragon ponds. The Beichen Academy of the highest Beichen Kingdom Institute had eyes that seemed to grow on its forehead. He darted a cold glance at Qin Sheng, and his face was filled with ridicule.

Upon hearing this, Qin Sheng's sword-like brows immediately knitted together. He explained, "I am Inner court students from this place. Please make way. I want to go in and find the dean. "

Qin Sheng took a deep breath. He didn't want to cause any trouble. After all, he was here to treat Old President.

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