Chapter 117 You said, this is the evil soul master? Who believes it [Please give me everything

When night fell, Shrek Academy's communication team arrived belatedly.

Yan Shaozhe led the team, and fifteen top students from Shrek Academy followed behind him. Each one of them was a young talent, which caused waves of exclamations.

In the lobby of Maple Leaf Hotel, Yan Shaozhe looked around: Huh? Where is Jing Hongchen?

Huo Yuhao almost immediately saw Qin Fang, who was smiling and talking and laughing. His anger aroused uncontrollably, "Executioner, you deserve to die."

Yan Shaozhe stopped the furious Huo Yuhao and followed his eyes in confusion. Is it possible? Is this Qin Fang? Um? No, how could Qin Fang have such pure light aura? This, is he really an evil soul master?

This light aura seems to be purer than his martial soul: Mingfeng. Could it be that it is extremely bright?

No, something's wrong. Isn't this the King of Ten Thousand Demons? Why is he in this group of exchange students at Mingde Hall?

Even Yan Shaozhe, the 530,000-year-old King of Ten Thousand Demons, has no confidence that he can defeat him. Um? Who is this? His aura seems to be no weaker than that of the Ten Thousand Demon King.

Yan Shaozhe's head was a little numb, could it be possible? Has the Sun-Moon Empire united with the Soul Beast?

Huo Yuhao felt that the martial soul in his body was constantly stirring, as if the Ice Emperor had sensed something and was very excited. But couldn't break through the shackles.

On the exquisite sofa, He Zhizhang, a Soul King-level exchange student, pushed Qin Fang's arm and said, "Team leader Qin Fang, people from Shrek Academy are here. Do you want to say hello?"

Qin Fang quickly stood up and walked to Yan Shaozhe's side with a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and assumed the posture of a junior, so that no one could find any fault. He said: "Dean Yan, this is our first meeting. Hello. I He is an eighth-level researcher at Mingde Hall, Qin Fang, and is also the leader of this Mingde Hall exchange student team. Please take good care of me in the future."

Yan Shaozhe was stunned, ah, Qin Fang, an eighth-level researcher? How can it be? Being so young and still the team leader, is Mingdetang so reassured?

Qin Fang's hand hovered in the air for two seconds. Only then did Yan Shaozhe react. He held it tightly and said, "I'm sorry, Leader Qin. I lost my composure."

Qin Fang smiled and said: "It's okay. Dean Yan, look, let's sign the exchange agreement and complete the remaining procedures."

Yan Shaozhe said: "Okay."

Yan Shaozhe: Ah, no matter where you look at this kid, he doesn't look like an evil soul master.

Qin Fang waved towards Huo Yuhao and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Yuhao, is your injury healed? Oh, it turned out to be the Ice Emperor who sacrificed himself. What do I mean, hey, look, what is this?"

Qin Fang seemed to be showing off a new toy. The third martial soul condensed out, and the phantom of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm condensed out. His eyes were empty and there was no consciousness. His bloated body was covered with ten golden soul rings. It exudes the pure scent of ultimate ice.

The King of Ten Thousand Demons was shocked: Ah, he is really the little bug he once was. Good luck to you, young master.

Yan Shaozhe: Huh? This guy is really blessed with the Ultimate Ice Martial Spirit. Two extreme attributes. He is worthy of being a close disciple of the Dark Holy Dragon.

Huo Yuhao's eyes were able to emit flames, and his breath was like a volcano erupting, violent and suppressed. His clenched fingertips were deeply embedded in his palms, dripping with blood.

The Ice Emperor's aura was also violent in the blink of an eye, and a phantom of the emerald Ice Emperor Scorpion condensed, letting out a wail with the meaning of dying together.

Huo Yuhao squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Qin Fang, I will definitely kill you with my own hands."

Qin Fang said with a smile: "Yuhao, how about you and I bet one more round with our lives? Let's fight to the death to see if I can kill you completely this time."

At the last sentence, Qin Fang's tone suddenly turned cold, like a peerless devil, exuding an aura of absolute zero. Huo Yuhao felt the frost coming from the inside out, as if it was about to freeze his blood and freeze it to pieces. his soul.

Just when Huo Yuhao was anxious and wanted to agree, the Ice Emperor's aura kept beating, and Bing Feng stopped Huo Yuhao and told him not to be impulsive.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm will definitely not be able to reach this absolute zero aura. This is the aura of the Snow Emperor. She was no match for Snow Emperor.

If Huo Yuhao agreed rashly, he might really die.

Yan Shaozhe sensed Qin Fang's murderous intent and endless chill, and then he realized, well, all the amiable illusions just now were all faked by Qin Fang. This kid looks like a god of death.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao was still refusing to fight, Qin Fang restrained his murderous intent, put on a warm smile again, and said: "Dean Yan, look at this, Shrek Academy does not open the place of enlightenment in Poseidon Pavilion to us. Isn't this a bit strange? It’s not appropriate, you know, our Mingde Hall has no defense against your students, even the ninth-level soul guide blueprints can be viewed at will.”

Yan Shaozhe's heart skipped a beat. How could Shrek Academy be so seriously infiltrated? The place of enlightenment was also explored by Mingdetang?

Yan Shaozhe said seriously: "Leader Qin, this matter is not something I can decide. I still need Mr. Mu's nod. Otherwise, if the communication is postponed again, Mr. Mu and I will apply again."

This move used retreat to advance, hiding a needle in the cotton, which made Qin Fang sigh, what a good move.

Qin Fang immediately agreed and said with a smile: "Okay. I suggest you cancel the exchange, Dean Yan, and just say goodbye."

After saying that, Qin Fang took Qin Ling'er and others and turned around to leave.

At this time, Yan Shaozhe was in trouble, ah, you kid, you left so simply, why didn't you follow the routine? Shouldn't there have been several rounds of negotiations?

This is a psychological game.

When Qin Fang and others were about to leave the Crystal Gate of the Maple Leaf Hotel, Yan Shaozhe still gave in and said with heartache: "Three places."

Yan Shaozhe remembered what Mr. Mu had told him before and tried his best to promote this exchange.

Qin Fang immediately trotted to Yan Shaozhe and said with a smile, "Ten."

Yan Shaozhe's face turned livid and he said, "Four at most."

Qin Fang said coldly: "Nine, otherwise there is no need to talk."

After some pulling and pulling, the quota for the next six golden chambers was finally determined.

Qin Fang smiled again and said, "Dean Yan, I'm still a little unclear about these terms. How about you and I discuss it again?"

The ultimate pull opened the curtain.

Students on both sides looked on dumbfounded, unable to help at all. They could only offer tea from time to time to moisten their tongues.

It wasn't until early in the morning that the two men reached an agreement on the terms of this deal and signed each other's names.

Yan Shaozhe let out a long breath. This boy is so mature and slippery. He doesn't look like a young man at all, but like an old monster.

To be honest, Shrek Academy lost part of the benefits of this night's negotiation.

Qin Fang stretched out his hand energetically and said with a smile: "Dean Yan, I hope this exchange competition will be a complete success. Let's go, we will go to Shrek City."

Yan Shaozhe waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, won't Jing Hongchen come to pick up these students from our Shrek Academy? Who will ensure their safety?"

Qin Fang's expression immediately became exaggerated, and he said: "Dean Yan, these are top students from Shrek Academy, not babies. Besides, security is very tight in our Sun and Moon Empire. Let's do this. I will personally provide a map." , let them search according to the map, and they will always be able to arrive."

The expressions of Yan Shaozhe, Huo Yuhao and others were ugly. Qin Fang's sarcasm is really spot on.

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