"I don't want to go to the Demon Spirit Master Junior Class, I want to go to the Warrior Junior Class." Chang Ping shook his head.
Ning'er wasn't in the Demon Spirit Master Junior Class, so he didn't want to go.
One of the purposes of his coming to Shenglan College was to save this girl who was about to become a victim of the family's interests.
"Go to the Warrior Junior Class? You want to become a warrior?" Ye Sheng immediately advised Chang Ping to give up this childish idea, "What's the use of becoming a warrior? The higher you go, the more difficult it is for a warrior to practice. You must take very precious natural treasures to improve. Are you rich?"
"Do you know how many demon spirit coins it costs to train a black gold one-star warrior?"
Chang Ping shook his head.
Ye Sheng stretched out five fingers.
"Five hundred demon spirit coins?" Chang Ping asked innocently.
"Five hundred million demon spirit coins!" Ye Sheng rolled his eyes at him, "Only the three top families can afford so much money. Is your family one of the three top families?"
Chang Ping shook his head.
"In that case, I'd better give up becoming a warrior and concentrate on becoming a demon spirit master." Ye Sheng advised sincerely, "A demon spirit master only needs to meditate to slowly improve his cultivation, and does not rely too much on drug assistance. It is very suitable for a commoner like you."
Looking at his shabby outfit, he must not be a nobleman. Whose noble family would carry a broken straw hat all day long?
"I tell you, the demon spirit master is the most powerful profession in the City of Glory. In the case of the same level, warriors are no match at all. On the battlefield, warriors are not as effective as demon spirit masters. Warriors can only kill one enemy at a time, while demon spirit masters can kill a group at a time."
Ye Sheng suddenly patted Chang Ping on the shoulder and said mysteriously: "Do you know? If you can become a golden demon spirit master, you can get a title and get a piece of your own territory. But becoming a golden warrior does not have such benefits."
I have to admit that this kid has a pretty strong body. Judging from the hardness of his muscles, his strength should have exceeded a thousand.
No wonder he wants to be a warrior, and his martial arts talent is so strong.
"How is it? Do you still want to go to the beginner class?" Ye Sheng let go of Chang Ping's shoulders and asked with a smile.
After his earnest advice, if this boy is not stupid, he should know how to choose.
Unexpectedly, Chang Ping said that he still wanted to go to the beginner class.
Ye Sheng was anxious. He spent a long time talking, but this gentleman didn't listen to a word?
"Don't worry!" Chang Ping smiled and interrupted Ye Sheng who was about to get angry, saying: "Although I want to go to the beginner class, I don't want to be a warrior. I'm not stupid. I can become a demon spirit master. Why should I become a common warrior?"
"I want to go to the beginner class for my own reasons. As for what the reasons are, it is not convenient to tell you for the time being. I promise you that in the two-month final test, I will definitely cultivate my soul power to 100 and transfer to the demon spirit master formal class."
Shenglan College has three classes: beginner class, formal class, and genius class.
The beginner class is equivalent to elementary school, the formal class is equivalent to middle school, and the genius class is equivalent to a key middle school.
Since Chang Ping has promised this, Ye Sheng will not say anything more.
He led Chang Ping out of the test room and came to the tutor's dormitory area, where he asked the dorm manager to get him a key to a luxurious single dormitory room.
"Uncle Ye, isn't this bad?" Chang Ping snatched the key from the dorm manager and put it in the pocket of his blue shorts.
Ye Sheng smiled awkwardly: "It doesn't matter, you are a genius!"
"However, if you don't cultivate your soul power to 100 in two months, I will take the key back and let you live in the student dormitory!"
"I promise to complete the task!" Chang Ping vowed.
Ye Sheng nodded: "By the way, after cleaning up the room, go to the General Affairs Office to pay the tuition by yourself. I still have things to deal with, so I won't accompany you."
"Genius also needs to pay tuition?" Chang Ping was stunned.
"Nonsense!" Ye Sheng rolled his eyes, "If you don't pay the tuition, how can we pay the tutors' salaries?"
"People, we must learn to be content." Ye Sheng patted Chang Ping's strong shoulders and turned to leave. Ye Sheng stepped on the air, as if he was stepping on an air staircase, and soon flew out of Chang Ping's sight.
Looking at the old man's fluttering back, Chang Ping was stunned for a long time. So
handsome!
"Don't look at the genius! The dean has gone far away! Come with me, I'll take you to your dormitory." The dormitory manager woke up Chang Ping who was in a trance.
"How can he fly?" Chang Ping asked the dormitory manager as he walked towards the dormitory.
"To be exact, it's floating!" The fat dormitory manager put his hands behind his back and walked in a square step, explaining: "As long as you can cultivate to become a black gold one-star demon spirit master, you can also float in the air like the dean. However, the time is not long, only one or two incense sticks of time."
"Only when you reach the level of a legendary demon spirit master, like Lord Ye Mo, can you fly in the air for a long time." The dormitory manager suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at Chang Ping, saying: "There is a way to allow you to fly at the level of a silver demon spirit master, that is to fuse a flying demon spirit."
"But the price of a flying demon spirit is very expensive. A bronze level one costs hundreds of thousands of demon spirit coins, the same price as a silver level demon spirit. Do you have money?"
Chang Ping shook his head.
Although he had 200,000 demon spirit coins in his space ring, he would not be stupid enough to say it out. He still understood the principle of not showing off wealth.
"In that case, you should practice step by step and don't think about those crooked things." The dormitory manager pointed forward and said, "Do you see the house number? The one with '521' is your dormitory. Go there by yourself. I won't accompany you."
521? What a stupid house number!
Watching the dormitory manager leave, Chang Ping took out the key, unlocked the door, and entered his dormitory.
Round table, round stool, cabinet, bed... Although the furnishings in the room are simple, they are very clean and there is no dust at all. I guess the dormitory manager cleans it frequently.
Opening the window on the back wall, a small pond came into view. One or two small fish could be vaguely seen under the green lotus leaves.
Chang Ping raised his eyebrows. He was a little worried that the frogs would make noise when it rained, making him unable to sleep in the middle of the night.
"If they dare to disturb my sleep, I will throw a grenade down and blow them all up!"
After plugging the window, Chang Ping left the dormitory with bare walls, asked the fat dormitory manager for directions, and trotted all the way to the General Affairs Office.
He couldn't wait to see Ning'er.
The sun was shining brightly.
Ye Sheng rushed into the City Lord's Mansion in a hurry.
"Lord Ye Shuo, Chang Ping is a rare genius in a century, we must not miss him!"
Ye Shuo is the second in command of the Fengxue family and the right-hand man of the City Lord.
Except for particularly important matters, general affairs are handled by him.
Ye Shuo is much older than Ye Sheng. His hair, eyebrows and beard are all white, hanging down like a waterfall, almost completely covering his face.
However, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, emitting a fascinating light, as if all conspiracies and tricks can be easily seen through by him.
"Protect him! In a few days, I will clean up the bases of the Dark Guild hidden in the city, and go to Shenglan College in person."
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On the other side, Chang Ping, who arrived at the General Affairs Office, encountered big trouble.