Qingtian Academy’s sole Summoning Master, none other than Xin Lin herself, was hiding behind a clump of bushes.
She was still sowhat surprised.
Unexpectedly, she hadn’t even participated in the Little Eagle Chick Conference and she was already a topic of conversation?
Both directors were also taken aback that the first question from the opposing side was about Xin Lin.
When Xin Lin was ntioned, Governor Huang of the Martial Arts Academy spoke irritably.
"What kind of Summoning Master is she, anyway? She only has a low-grade spiritual beast of an unknown breed."
A certain low-grade spiritual beast was hanging at Xin Lin’s waist like an accessory, completely unaware that it was being ridiculed.
"Haha, Master Lin, that Summoning Master is at our Spirit Institute; however, she caught an illness a while ago and took leave."
The Spirit Institute Director responded kindly.
"How can a Summoning Master have such a weak constitution? At our Xingluo Academy, even five or six-year-old students rarely fall ill."
A new student from Xingluo Academy comnted indifferently.
"That’s certainly true, how can Xin Lin compare with the people from Xingluo Academy? It’s lucky she’s a Summoning Master, or she’d have no way of entering Qingtian Academy, given that all five ridians are useless; she’s a waste."
Master Fang from Yuheng Class seized the opportunity to kick her while she’s down.
"All five ridians wasted, can she still be considered a Spirit Master? Such a person, whatever spiritual beast they summon is likely a Wasted Spirit Beast."
Another male student scoffed disdainfully.
Although they’d long heard Qingtian Academy was a C-class Academy, admitting students like this was too trivial, wasn’t it?
Studying for over a month with such students was a complete waste of their ti and feelings.
It seed better to look forward to exchanges and competitions with students from other A and B Class Academies.
"Haha~ Master Fang, it seems that the student you ntioned with all five ridians wasted just defeated the leader of your class utterly. If soone with all five ridians wasted can beat your leader, then possessing a spirit vein would an she could probably obliterate the whole Eastern Continent."
Mu Chen chuckled dryly from the crowd.
You must look at the owner before hitting the dog, let alone that being his student—a group bullying his student. Do they really think Mu Chen is dead?
"This must be Fengdong’s Third Young Master, Mu Chen. We never managed to successfully invite you earlier, and yet you’re here at Qingtian Academy."
The supervisor nad Master Lin recognized Mu Chen.
The other four students from Xingluo Academy present also recognized Mu Chen.
The eyes of several female students lit up; they were unaware of the two million misunderstanding about Mu Chen, and to them, Mu Chen was the epito of wealth and attractiveness.
"Master Mu, that’s not quite right. Do you an your student is stronger than our Xingluo student leader? If so, have her co out and let’s see, even using her summoning would be fine."
A male student snorted coldly.
His na was Huo Xing and he happened to be one of the leaders among Xingluo Academy’s classes.
"Yes, indeed, we would like to see how formidable your leader’s summoning master is."
Mu Chen regretted approving Xin Lin’s leave earlier.
No need to ntion anything else; just Xin Lin’s summoning alone, released, would be enough to defeat a group of Xingluo students.
This Huo Xing would be directly singed by a small spark.
Master Mu chuckled dryly twice.
Well then, in any case, Xin Lin will be back in ten days.
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