The Anarchic Consort

Chapter 8 Martial Arts Competition

"Miss..." Aunt Mei looked at her young lady's uncertain expression and sighed deeply: "I know you don't want to enter this academy, you were the first to pass the test when Taibai Academy was recruited. But since that test, it's been eight years, and every year you step into that place, you're bound to be ridiculed. But this time, miss, you can't delay it any longer, if you delay it, you'll never be able to go again..."

Helian Weiwei said softly, "Aunt Mei, don't worry, I know what to do."

The Taibai Academy in her memory was almost the place she was most afraid to go to, not only because of ridicule, but also because she became famous there when she was seven years old, and caused a sensation in the entire capital.

She was worried, worried that without the martial spirit, she would not be able to keep the pride she once brought to her mother, and she would be reluctant to enroll again.

Helian Weiwei squinted her eyes, wait, what is that! ?

Notes for new students: The tuition fee is 10,000 taels, a total of three years, and should be paid in one lump sum on the first day of registration?

Still a fee! ?

One thousand two...

She didn't even have a thousand taels on her.

Helian Weiwei tapped her fingers lazily on the wooden table, which is what she often does when she thinks.

That person Su is smart here, she never shortens her food and clothing, and even ordered the servants to bring the best silk, but she will never give Helian Weiwei any money!

In the eyes of outsiders, how generous her stepmother is to her is just superficial.

Helian Weiwei understood that if she couldn't enter Taibai Academy on time, everything would be in vain.

Because only there can she regain the glory that belongs to her!

Aunt Mei also saw the tuition fee of 10,000 taels, hesitated for a long time, and stood up: "Miss don't need to worry about the tuition fee, the old slave will go to the main courtyard to find the master now."

"No need." Helian Weiwei put the letter casually: "Aunt Mei, remember, he is him, I am me, don't go to that scumbag every time something happens, I don't need Helian Weiwei. ."

Aunt Mei's eyes trembled, and she smiled: "Okay, the old slave doesn't go, the old slave doesn't go!"

Madam, did you see that?

Miss, she has changed, completely changed!

This is the bloodline of the Helian family, tenacious and unresistable, with clear love and hate!

"But this tuition..." Aunt Mei was still worried.

Speaking of which, all the disciples who can enter Taibai Academy are the heirs of the most powerful family in the Zhanlong Empire, so the ten thousand taels are just a piece of cake for them.

But for Aunt Mei today, with so many silver taels, she just wanted to collect them and couldn't collect enough.

Helian Weiwei stood up, her black pupils filled with an evil smile: "I have my own way."

Aunt Mei wanted to ask, "What can you do?", but after seeing the smile at the corner of Helian Weiwei's mouth again, she swallowed the words into her throat. Although she knew it was impossible, she still hoped that maybe the lady really What would be a good way to...

...

Noon, Battle Dragon Imperial City.

Busy, prosperous.

Helian Weiwei walked lazily on the bluestone road, listening to the hawkers along the road, and then she truly realized that she had indeed come to an ancient dynasty.

"Hey, woman, you've been walking for so long, aren't you tired?" Yuan Ming, who was hidden in the ancient book, spoke up, his voice as arrogant as ever.

Helian Weiwei ignored him.

Yuan Ming snorted heavily, and when he regained his vitality, the first thing he had to do was to teach this woman a good lesson. It was too presumptuous and not cute at all!

"Hey, have you heard? The Phoenix Tower is calling for a martial artist, and the winner will get 100,000 taels of silver. This is an opportunity that has only been available for several years. I have never met a martial artist!"

One hundred thousand taels of silver?

Helian Weiwei stopped when she heard the words, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her thin lips drew a touch of light.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

She just happened to be short of money, so she might as well go see if this "convocation meeting" can make money.

"Forget about martial cultivators, they are generally very old and not worth seeing." Helian Weiwei chuckled to herself as she walked.

Yuan Ming listened, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

When other people heard the word "Martial Master", all they thought was whether they could get a suitable martial arts for them.

She's fine, she only cares whether people look good or not...

"Woman, can you be more serious!" If he is so lazy, when will he recover!

Helian Weiwei is innocent: "I'm serious."

"Where are you serious?" Yuan Ming was weak.

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "Seriously earn tuition!"

tuition fee? What is that? Is it more important than getting a good martial artist? I really don't understand what this woman is thinking, Yuan Mingzhi froze his ears and stared!

Helian Weiwei turned around the ancient bridge with a smile and found the legendary Phoenix Tower.

The scale of the scene was bigger than she imagined, and it could be called a sea of ​​people.

The body memory also told Helian Weiwei everything about the "Martial Cultivator".

In the Zhanlong Empire, there are very few elite martial arts masters. Even if the martial arts has reached the stage, many people do not know how to disassemble and assemble, and still cannot create martial arts.

In this way, it has become very difficult for the warriors to have a martial arts that suits them.

Since ancient times, the rare is the most precious.

So it's not surprising that there are so many people who come to watch the selection of "Martial Cultivators"...

"Look who it is!"

"Helian Weiwei? Why is she here?"

"What? That trash is here too? What is she doing here? I saw her grades in the academy, the worst kind. Maybe she will be disqualified from the hospital by the dean this time, she is still in the mood. It's really a relief to go out and hang out."

"It's more than a generous heart. I think she is simply too thick-skinned. She has been divorced and still doesn't stay at home. What will she lose if she comes out!"

While people were talking, they looked at Helian Weiwei with obvious mockery in their eyes.

Helian Weiwei didn't expect to meet her "classmate" here again, her thin lips raised upwards, bringing out the slightest chill.

Yuan Ming excitedly geared up: "Are you going to fight? I haven't tasted blood for a long time!"

"Yuan Xiaoming, let me remind you again, we are here to make money, not to fight." Helian Weiwei spoke slowly, yawning lazily, completely ignoring the group of people.

Since you are a "classmate", are you afraid that you won't have a chance to find your place back? No hurries.

Yuan Ming hooked his lips: "You are right."

Come to Japan for a long time, huh...

At this time, a very old woman came out of the Phoenix Building with a look of despair, which shows how difficult this test will be.

However, the Phoenix Tower is still more humane, and the test process and results will be kept secret, so if you fail or not, as long as you are stable, others will not know...

"Who else wants to sign up?" The steward looked around.

People looked at each other, still hesitating.

Helian Weiwei walked over, neither humble nor arrogant: "I."

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