Chapter 187 186. Set a Small Goal First, Earn Him 100 Million a Year

(three more)

Ma Hongjun wiped the wine off his face, looked at Qin Ming with resentment, and really wanted to complain, why is it always me who gets hurt?

"Ahem!"

Qin Ming returned him an apologetic look, looked back at Dean Flender, and said:

"Dean, what did you just say? Yang Ming is only 13 years old?"

Qin Ming looked left and right. Yang Ming was 1.8 meters tall and looked very anxious. He looked like a handsome twenty-year-old guy. Tell me now that he is not yet an adult?

Oh my God!

Dean Flender helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a white light was reflected on the lenses, and he said proudly:

"Not only Yang Ming, but Tang San beside him, and others, most of them are only thirteen years old, the oldest is Mubai, but he is still not an adult."

Hearing this, Qin Ming looked at the group of people in front of him.

They...are just a group of...kids? ? ?

Qin Ming recalled that when he was thirteen years old, he had just joined Shrek Academy for a year, and he was far from reaching the level of becoming a soul master.

Fortunately, he was still thinking in his heart just now, if he was still young and led the Huangdou team as the captain, he would definitely beat Yang Ming to the point where he didn't know where to go.

For a moment, Qin Ming felt a burning pain on his face.

Dai Mubai asked: "Senior, can you take the liberty to ask, how many levels of soul power do you have now?"

Qin Ming replied subconsciously: "It's level sixty-two, and I'm lucky."

Speaking of this, Qin Ming finally regained a sense of superiority as a senior, and straightened his chest a little.

At his age, being able to be promoted to the sixty-second level Soul Emperor is already considered a genius among geniuses, worthy of the name of a monster.

However, to Qin Ming's surprise, he didn't get the exclamation of his juniors, but instead saw Dai Mubai shaking his head, saying:

"Only level sixty-two?"

Qin Ming's expression gradually became stiff.

What the hell?

What does it mean to be only sixty-two?

Are Shrek Academy's graduation requirements more perverted now than before?

Or are these little monsters in front of them all confident of reaching the Soul Emperor realm before they turn twenty?

and many more!

Thinking of this, Qin Ming looked at Yang Ming strangely. If he remembered correctly, Yang Ming did use a strange method on the Soul Fighting Stage to make his soul power temporarily break through to the level of Soul King .

If it wasn't for Yang Ming's match-fixing, intentionally pushing the tempo, and Ye Lingling's excellent treatment, Yu Tianheng and the others might have died long ago.

Qin Ming's eyes darkened. Speaking of which, these little monsters in front of him really had the guts not to take him, a level 62 soul emperor, into their eyes.

As a senior, it is really difficult for me!

Qin Ming secretly rejoiced that he didn't pretend to be compared in front of his juniors, otherwise he would have had so much fun this time, and would be ashamed to be thrown in front of the dean.

Seeing that Yang Ming and the others were still standing there, Zhao Wuji waved and said loudly:

"Okay, all of you sit down quickly, and order whatever you want. Your stingy dean is generous with your meal today. Don't give me face, just order whatever you want!"

Everyone resolutely did not give Mr. Zhao face. After taking their seats one by one, they picked up the menu and called the waiter, and ordered whatever was the most expensive dish.

Listening to the famous dishes ordered by the students, Dean Flender's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his heart felt cold.

This is more than that, Ma Hongjun raised his hand proudly, and said to the waiter:

"Each one of these dishes, and two barrels of good ale!"

Turning his head to look at Flender, Ma Hongjun said strangely:

"Hey, teacher, what's wrong with your face, was it stepped on by Teacher Zhao with the sole of your shoe, why is it so dark?"

Qin Ming was sitting on the side, trying to hold back his laughter, but it was so hard that the muscles on his face were trembling constantly, which looked very funny.

Zhao Wou-ki let go, and laughed without image.

Flender's stinginess was well-known among the college teachers.

Just as Qin Ming was about to come forward to resolve the embarrassment, Yang Ming took out a black card inlaid with gold rims from his pocket, handed it to Dean Flender, and said with a smile:

"Dean, there are 600,000 gold soul coins in here, you can swipe the card as you like, I will invite you for today's meal!"

Qin Ming opened his mouth, and the words he originally wanted to treat were forcefully stuffed back into his stomach.

Looking at the black card in Yang Ming's hand, Qin Ming's eyes almost went straight.

"Wait, Yang Ming, how much money do you think is in this card?"

"600,000 gold soul coins, what's wrong?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"No... nothing."

Qin Ming secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this moment, he felt extremely uneasy sitting here.

Even though the salary of a teacher at Tiandou Imperial Academy is very high, for Qin Ming, 600,000 gold soul coins is still a distant goal that cannot be reached.

Everyone living in this world, besides becoming stronger, isn't it just to make money and make life better for themselves and their families.

Qin Ming had known about Yang Ming from Dean Flender a long time ago. His family background was not considered wealthy, so he couldn't help wondering, and asked:

"By the way, Yang Ming, how did you earn so much money? There is a way to get rich, let's make it together."

Regarding this money, Yang Ming didn't hide it. Anyway, as long as he has the ability to fight fake matches, he can earn it.

Therefore, Yang Ming told the story of how he cheated the big soul fighting arena by playing fake matches, which made Qin Ming's heart skip a beat.

"I didn't expect to be able to make money like this, learned!"

Qin Ming thought in his heart, with a smile on his face, he said:

"Yang Ming, if you have a chance, your Shrek team will come to our Tiandou Royal Academy to have a play, let's join hands to fight fake matches, and take advantage of the big spirit fighting field there, how about it?"

"That's a good idea." Yang Ming's eyes lit up, and he said, "Come on, let's set a small goal first, and earn him 100 million a year first."

"puff!"

It was said that not only Qin Ming, but even Flender and Zhao Wuji spouted out the wine they just drank.

The three of them gave Yang Ming a thumbs up one after another, Yang Ming was ruthless enough!

Dare to say 100 million gold soul coins, even if the pants of the Great Soul Arena are sold, it may not be able to collect so much money for compensation.

Of course, everyone just laughed and didn't necessarily take Yang Ming's words seriously.

After all, these days there is also a creature called Lao Lai who owes money and does not pay back.

And if the Great Soul Arena becomes an old Lai, it would be scary to think about it.

Between the toasts and cups, Qin Ming looked at Yang Ming and the eight more pleasing to his eyes, maybe it was Ai Wu and Wu Bar, and everyone was a student of Shrek Academy. After taking a sip of ale, Qin Ming said with emotion:

"It's such a pity. If the juniors and juniors are not from Shrek, I want to get you to the Royal Academy. If you join, maybe..."

As soon as Qin Ming said this, the master and Yu Tianheng just came back and said:

"Even if they are from Shrek Academy, you can also bring them back to the Royal Academy, and the two academies can communicate with each other."

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