(2 shifts)

Applause belongs only to the winners, but not to any losers.

Qin Ming, the leading teacher of the Emperor Dou Clan, always stood at the entrance passage, waiting for his disciples to come one by one.

The moment they saw Qin Ming, the seven of Yu Tianheng couldn't help but have red eyes, and almost tears fell from their eyes.

They all deserved to be the pride of heaven in the academy, but when they faced Yang Ming today, they finally felt that there were people outside the sky, and they were directly beaten to the point of being shut up.

They usually don't cry at all, because since they were born, they basically grew up with a golden key in their mouths, lived a smooth sailing life, and were the best among their peers, and others only looked up to them.

It is conceivable how big a blow Yang Ming brought to them!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, we lost."

Yu Tianheng pursed his lips tightly, trying to hold back his tears, but the tears still dripped down uncontrollably.

It's not that our army is incompetent, it's that the enemy army is too strong!

"It's all my fault, if I can hold back and not make a move, as long as we can persist in grinding, and wait until the other party's soul power is exhausted before making a move, maybe we will win now."

Qin Ming was by no means a gentle person.

On the contrary, he was extremely harsh in educating his disciples, and he was punished very harshly at every turn.

But now, Qin Ming did not punish everyone, but sighed deeply, comforted Yu Tianheng, and said:

"You've done your best, and even if I lead everyone at your age, I may not be able to do better than you."

Qin Ming looked around at the crowd and saw that the others still wanted to say something, so he immediately raised his arm to stop them, and said:

"What's more, your failure this time is not necessarily a bad thing."

"Failure is the mother of success, you have never met an opponent like Yang Ming before, but it doesn't mean that you won't encounter it in the future, the losses you suffer now, as long as you can be ashamed and brave, and double your cultivation in the future, maybe you will have a chance to defeat Yang Ming once in the future."

Qin Ming poured a mouthful of thick chicken soup into everyone, and Yu Tianheng and the others felt a lot better.

Even, Yu Tianheng and the others silently cheered themselves up in their hearts:

"Come on, we will definitely be able to defeat Yang Ming in the future!"

Qin Ming waved his hand and said:

"You're all tired, let's go down and rest first, I'll have to meet a few people later."

With that, Qin Ming turned around and strode away.

And at this moment, the Shrek team is full of festive atmosphere.

Watching Yang Ming lead the Shrek team back, the master said to Dean Flender beside him with emotion:

"I have to say, Yang Ming is the most talented student I have ever met, Flender, you really taught a good student."

Flender raised his middle finger and held up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously honored.

However, he still pretended to be modest, and said:

"Alas, in general, Yang Ming still has a lot to learn."

The master's stiff face suddenly darkened, but he didn't expect Flender to learn badly.

The invisible pretending ratio is the most deadly!

Shaking his head and sweeping the strange thoughts out of his mind, the master said lightly:

"By the way, Yang Ming used all the money to gamble before, guess how many Golden Soul Coins we will gain?"

As soon as he said this, Flender's heart moved.

If he remembered correctly, Yang Ming had previously bet all his money on the highest odds bet, and that odds were one to one hundred!

In an instant, Flender's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Yang Ming promised that he would take out some of the money to invest in Shrek Academy, and when the time came, he wouldn't need to worry about the college's funds!

Seeing that Yang Ming and the others were a little relaxed and lax, the master couldn't help but pour cold water on them, and said lightly:

"Okay, I'll give you half a month's vacation, but after that, it's time to start the third phase of the trial."

"Oh my God, I'm not alive anymore, how can I still train!"

It was Oscar who was screaming, and he thought he would finally be able to sleep in.

God knows, since Yang Ming joined Shrek Academy, he has taken the lead in letting everyone enjoy 996 blessings, and he hasn't slept once for a long time.

The soft mattress, the warm quilt, and the beautiful eyebrows in their sleep all left him.

The thought of this made Oscar miserable.

Not only him, except for Yang Ming and Tang San, the two cultivation maniacs, everyone else showed painful expressions and was very resistant to training.

"How?" The master's facial expression was stiff, his eyes looked around indifferently, and said, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

The Oscar crowd who looked at the master shook again and again.

If it weren't for the two struggles of Yang Ming and Tang San, they would definitely protest to the end.

Right now......

Forget it now.

Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun subconsciously touched the hair on the top of their heads, fortunately, the hairline is still there, the hair is not bald, and we can continue to liver.

Those whose livers don't kill us will eventually make us stronger.

Not to mention these people who were influenced by 996 blessings, Yang Ming sat on the stool alone, silently checking the phoenix skin he had just harvested.

In the past, Yang Ming had always been curious about what the skin was for.

Therefore, Yang Ming clicked on the system and used this skin from Li Bai.

In the next moment, everyone who was originally communicating shut up, and even Qin Ming, who had just come to the door to find someone, stopped.

Without exception, everyone stared at the boss with a pair of eyes, looking at Yang Ming's changes in surprise.

Yang Ming's long hair floated up, and the surface of his body rippled with folded patterns, and in the gorgeous white light of the dragon, Yang Ming's black hair was dyed white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the clothes on his body also changed styles, which had an ancient color.

Shoulder armor, belt, iron boots, and skirt are decorated with a little red fireworks, and finally after the white light of the dragon is injected into the clothes, Yang Ming's whole person suddenly gives people a feeling that has changed, a little less popular, and more immortal aura that does not eat the fireworks in the world, just like the elegant and handsome sword fairy who dances the sword under the wine in the moonlight.

Under the raised sword eyebrows, there are a pair of black eyes like stars, a handsome nose bridge, thin lips slightly pursed, fair and smooth skin, shrouded in a thin layer of fluorescence under the light.

With the addition of Gilgamesh's beautiful young man, Yang Mingguang sat there, as if he was the focus of the world, with a unique charm, with a charm that made the girls' hearts beat faster.

Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes were full of peach blossoms, and it was difficult to take the gaze off Yang Ming from a pair of eyes.

Ning Rongrong leaned against the wall, feeling a little hot.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been cold, couldn't help but glance at Yang Ming a few more times.

In the hearts of the three women, they couldn't help but say in unison:

"So handsome!"

(It's miserable, Carvin)

(Thanks to Tang for rewarding 100 book coins, and Wuxing for rewarding 588 book coins)