C55

Chapter 55 - Untitled

The northern part of Tianwu Empire was a wasteland, an area of a million li completely devoid of any signs of life. This was the world of demon beasts, where even adventurous hunters could not be seen.

Occasionally, the roars that came out of the forest would shake the lands. A huge bird with a wingspan of over ten zhang would grab an elephant and leap into the air.

The astral wind caused the tree to sway from side to side. In its hands, the elephant was like a small rabbit and it had no strength to struggle.

And in this dangerous world of magical beasts, there was a pure land, the Tianwu Academy located in the depths of the Wasteland.

Although it was only a hundred miles in radius, the academy was surrounded by countless inscriptions, forming a powerful protective array that not even ordinary Class 6 Magical Beast could break through.

The Spirit Convergence Array inside even made this place into a paradise for cultivators. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in this place was several times richer than that of the outside world, allowing them to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

Right now, it was the new phase that happened once every three years in Tianwu Academy. Freshmen entering the Tianwu Academy would have three days of lessons, which would mainly introduce some theoretical knowledge.

This included the rules of the academy, the characteristics of its techniques, the choice of attributes, taboos, and so on.

Today was the last lesson of the last day of the three-day lesson. This lesson was not about theory, but rather about the elite students from the previous batch sharing their experiences in cultivation and fighting techniques.

Amongst those who sat in the classroom, other than those who had passed the examination and entered the academy, there was also a huge percentage of those who were "self-funded".

Their number was about seven times that of the regular students, bringing the number of new students to over a thousand.

Although the Tianwu Empire was not rich, but no matter how poor a country was, there would be a lot of rich people.

The freshmen were divided into ten different classes. Each class had around a hundred people, and each class was taught by ten different instructors.

Nine out of ten classes were currently very quiet. They were all seriously listening to the experiences and experiences of their elite seniors.

There was only one class, and the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

The thing Ye Yang feared the most in life was going to class. When he heard his old teacher's lesson, his eyelids would start fighting with his lower eyelids. His eyelids weighed more than a thousand pounds; no matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail.

In the army, he sometimes developed insomnia after completing a difficult task, but when he listened to the tape he fell asleep in less than five minutes, which was better than sleeping pills.

He just didn't expect that after the rebirth of a foreign world, this problem would still be brought to him. Two days ago, Ye Yang tried his best to control his desire to sleep, but he finally failed on the third day.

Ye Yang laid on the table, sleeping soundly. In his dreams, he saw Chu Yanran, saw Mu Yuqing, drank with the two of them, and chatted happily, as if they were gods.

A sharp pain in his ear suddenly woke Ye Yang from his dream and pushed him away without a second thought.

Ye Yang felt his hand go soft and subconsciously pinched it. He realized that the ball of softness was too big and he couldn't grab it with one hand.

"Ah!" A female cry of surprise could be heard, mixed with the gasps of countless people.

"You bastard!" A delicate shout rang out.

Ye Yang looked over and saw a beautiful woman staring at him with her almond-shaped eyes. However, her expression was as though she was about to bite a piece of his flesh.

Seeing the admiration and envy in the eyes of the people around him, Ye Yang asked with some doubt, "Miss, who are you?

"Ha, you still have the nerve to ask who I am?" That girl was almost angered to death by Ye Yang, "I'm giving you a lesson, but you're actually sleeping in my class?"

The girl was an old student and was very famous in the academy. She never thought that she would be assigned to teach a class for the new students.

In the past, when she was also a new student, she was like everyone else, respectfully listening to the old students share their knowledge, afraid that she would miss out on a single word or two.

It was rare to have the opportunity to share it with everyone. They had to experience the glory of their senior and carefully prepared for a long time.

But she didn't expect to find someone sleeping soundly down there just as she finished speaking. How could she not be angry?

She reached out her hand to pinch Ye Yang's ear. At this moment, she was already so angry that she fainted. She directly brought out her childhood moves, completely unaware of the consequences.

In the end, Ye Yang fell asleep in a daze. He carelessly pushed forward, making contact with her chest, and even shamelessly pinched it.

It caused her body to tremble. It was shameful on one hand, and infuriating on the other.

This action caused all the freshmen present to gape at him with their mouths wide open. He had just arrived at the academy, yet he still dared to take liberties with his senior. How much guts did he have?

For a moment, everyone's reverence for Ye Yang was like an unending torrent of water.

Ye Yang roughly understood that he was probably in trouble today. He hastily apologized, "Senior, you misunderstood me. When I heard your explanation, it sounded like the sound of nature, but also like the cry of a hundred spirits. I suddenly gained enlightenment and decided to create my own battle skill!"

"Stop bullshitting with me. If you don't give me a convincing reason to sleep in class today, we won't finish!" The young girl said as she gnashed her teeth.

If she didn't care about the rules here, she would definitely teach this little 'pervert' a lesson and let him know that her tofu wasn't so tasty.

Ye Yang vowed solemnly, "It must be true. From your explanation just now, I suddenly realized something and developed a cultivation technique called the 'Dream Reflection Scripture'."

"Okay, even if you're trying to comprehend it, not sleeping, tell me how to explain this." Saying that, he pointed to a big puddle of saliva on the table.

When everyone saw the saliva on the table, they laughed in their hearts. This time, it was useless for them to quibble.

However, everyone underestimated Ye Yang. Ye Yang's thick skin was absolutely unshakable and impervious to water and fire as he said with a "pleasantly surprised" face, "It seems like I'm really a genius. With just a little guidance from senior, I've already comprehended the « Illusory Dream Heart Scripture » and have even created the first move."

"A move?" That senior was somewhat puzzled!

"That's right, this is the first form of the 'Dream Return Scripture' that I created, 'Words Like the River'," Ye Yang explained.

"What's the use of this?" At this moment, one of his tablemates asked puzzledly.

"This brother asks a good question. This' Words in the River 'technique is truly an incomparably powerful killing tool. Whether it's in arena fights or life-and-death battles, it's extremely useful." Ye Yang praised.

"But with this little bit of saliva, little brother is stupid. I really can't see anything special about him. Please give me some pointers." His tablemate humbly asked for advice.

"Originally, this kind of trump card would not be made public, but today, senior sister only figured it out after giving her pointers. There's no harm in sharing it with everyone!"

Ye Yang boasted shamelessly, "Imagine if we were to suddenly spit out a large mouthful of saliva when we are fighting our opponent. No matter what kind of expert the opponent is, they will definitely try their best to evade us. Especially those who love cleanliness, they will definitely evade us like a snake or scorpion!"

"When the other person tries to evade, they will definitely reveal an opening and win a great opportunity for themselves."

"Moreover, this is not enough. If you can eat stinky tofu every day for half a month and don't brush your teeth, then the saliva you spit out will be dark yellow, and the smell is strong, and it will be much more effective. Eh, why are your faces so ugly?"

As Ye Yang spoke, he noticed the expressions of the surrounding people were strange. A few girls even covered their mouths tightly and were staring at him in disgust.

"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore." The senior couldn't take it anymore and frowned. "Forget about today's matter. Just listen to the lecture properly and don't get yourself involved in any more mishaps."

"Yes, I will obey senior sister's teachings." Ye Yang said with a respectful face as he secretly wiped off his cold sweat. Luckily, he managed to coax her into doing so. Otherwise, he would be in big trouble.

But before he could rejoice, he felt a sharp pain from his waist. Everything happened so suddenly, and he didn't even have the time to activate the Dark Gold Body of Dragon and Elephant.

The jade-like hand of the senior was like a pair of pincers as it firmly clamped onto the soft flesh on Ye Yang's waist. Without any warning, it unexpectedly wasn't the slightest bit inferior to any other battle skill.

The senior sister used a voice that only two people could hear and said, "Brat, today's matter won't end so easily. Just you wait!"

Afterwards, she quietly retracted her hand and lightly patted Ye Yang's shoulder, "I still don't know what you're called, junior."

Ye Yang was still smiling, but his smile was a little stiff, "Younger brother Ye Yang greets senior!"

"En, very good. My name is Wu Youlan, don't forget about it. Alright, let's continue with the lesson," finished the 'amiable' senior sister, who was once again, walked back to the podium and continued with her explanation.

Ye Yang sat down gloomily. The pain in his waist gradually disappeared after a long while.

Good! I'll remember, Wu Youlan right? Her figure is not any weaker than Wu Teng Orchid, it's hard to not remember what she's thinking, so she rubbed her hands together, feeling that Wu Youlan's body fragrance was still lingering on top of him.

"Brother, how do you feel?" the tablemate asked expectantly.

"Friend, you're thinking too much. One must be pure!" Ye Yang said with a serious expression.

"Don't be like this, we're all at the same table, why don't you tell us a little?" His tablemate was a bit unresigned.

"Cough, those who practice martial arts should cultivate their heart. Any external objects cannot interfere with our dao heart. Their beauty is even more so!"

"Bro, you have a brilliant idea. I've been taught a lesson." The tablemate spoke with admiration. His beauty didn't change at all, this was what a true expert was.

Ye Yang sighed, "But if you want to talk about the feeling of touch, it's very big. It's also very flexible. It makes one's heart fill with longing and unable to stop. Sigh, it's a pity that time is too short!"

"At the same table."

"Phew!"

An object flew over, and Ye Yang tilted his head to the side.

Bang.

A cup of water smashed on the head of his tablemate, and an angry voice shouted, "No whispering during class!"

Luckily the cup of water that Wu Youlan threw was not channeled with any true qi, or her tablemate would have been scooped up, and she was wiping the water off her face gloomily, causing the students to laugh out loud.

However, Ye Yang was still very magnanimous. He did not laugh along with the others and instead explained, "Senior, you misunderstand. Just now, this brother was just praising you for your noble character and magnanimity."

"Shut up, you're not allowed to speak for me right now!" Wu Youlan shouted angrily, the aura of a Battlemaster could be felt, causing everyone's hearts to tremble, and they all quickly shut their mouths.

As a result, a sharing meeting was completed under a terrifying pressure. After the sharing meeting was over, everyone left the classroom with trembling legs, feeling as if they had escaped from hell.

Ye Yang curled his lips and left without a care. He should be spending his points now, so he must use good steel on his blade. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards Tibetan Classic Treasure Pavilion.