Ivy League College is a very special college in Mingfu Province. It is a comprehensive school integrating primary, junior, high school and university. It is also one of the earliest schools in the Greater Watson Empire.

As one of the few famous schools established during the invasion of Western powers, during the struggle, they nurtured many talents and made significant contributions to Mingfu Province and passed down to this day. Ivy League has always maintained its unique philosophy - the strong are respectful and the fittest survive.

This teaching philosophy that is almost from the lawmakers also led to the Ivy League becoming the most controversial school in Dahua Province with the highest admission rate and the best average grades in Mingfu Province.

Every year, hundreds of parents of the lower and lower classes will work hard to send their children in. Every year, many children will leave the school for one reason or another.

Even a few years ago, there was an "accidental fall" incident in the Ivy League Academy, which pushed the reputation of the Ivy League to the forefront.

"Sir, are you interested in this task?" While Yuan Qingwei was thinking, the service staff had finished the procedures. When she saw Yuan Qingwei staring at the screen, she asked with a smile.

"No need!" Yuan Qingwei shook his head, stood up and left, avoiding the followers who followed him. Before Yuan Qingwei could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that there was a person following behind him.

Yuan Qingwei, who didn't really want to cause trouble, sighed in his heart and said, "Come out!"

After waiting for a few minutes, no one responded. Yuan Qing bounced his fingers slightly, and a force came out of his body, bounced towards the following hidden in the darkness with extremely accurate accuracy.

Seeing this, the person who followed him hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly to the side, then retreated quickly. Yuan Qing frowned slightly, took a step forward, stretched out his hand and palmed. Several forces appeared in the palm of his palm. According to the changes of yin and yang, the imaginary and real changes were uncertain, sometimes feminine and sometimes masculine. This is really hard to guard against, but it is extremely lethal.

The people who came were still unable to avoid it and raised their arms to resist it. However, Yuan Qingwei's technique originated from the tempering of several worlds, and the power was very penetrating. Although the other party took this move, he still couldn't help but snatch blood from his throat.

Yuan Qingwei, who had a heavy blow to the other party, looked at Wu Shi, who was standing not far away to adjust his breathing and smiled and said, "People from Yaoguang Mansion? Why, is Jiuhuang Mansion planning to violate his oath from that time? Is he unwilling to accept the task issued by an anonymous person?"

"As long as you have not violated the laws of the empire, we will naturally accept the tasks you submitted anonymously!" Wu Shi, who had recovered, looked at Yuan Qing and said coldly: "I just saw that your breath is a bit like someone I know, so I chased you and didn't expect you to react so much?"

"I'm very responsive?" Yuan Qing sneered: "According to the usual rules, facing a guy like you who follows you, even if I break you up with a palm, no one will say anything."

Wu Shi was silent for a moment when he heard this, Yuan Qingwei continued to ask: "I don't know what the person you know looks like and how strong it is, which will make you misunderstand?"

"The appearance is average, and the strength is only about the early stage of the Warlock Realm!" Wu Shi did not hide it, reported Yuan Qingwei's information about a while ago, and then bowed: "This time it was my mistake. Please forgive me. I will apologize next time I meet."

"No need to be next time!" Yuan Qing snorted coldly. When Wu Shi was tense all over, he looked at the distance and said coldly: "It is the best thing if you and I don't meet again!"

After saying that, Yuan Qingwei took a step forward, and layers of mist appeared around him, covering Yuan Qingwei's figure and disappeared.

Not long afterwards, a small team of warriors in strong suits came from not far away, leading a middle-aged and strong man in cultivation. When he saw Wu Shi, he bowed and said, "What are Captain Wu's gains? Do you know the identity of the visitor?"

Wu Shi shook his head and frowned and said, "I can't tell the identity of this person, but his cultivation is extremely strong. I tried a move with him. Not only did I tell whether he fell to the ground to practice Dharma or martial arts. Lao Yu, after you go back, please sort out the information of outsiders who have been in and out of Fengzhou in the past period, pick out some suitable ones from them, hand them over to the task office, and notify him to receive the information in two days."

"Okay!" The middle-aged strong man nodded with a heavy expression, and then took Wu Xun back.

Shortly after they left, another team of figures appeared here. Most of the people in this group were young people. Although one or two looked a little careless, their positions and the interweaving breaths were very suitable and harmonious, and they could perfectly deal with various sudden attacks.

One of the young men wearing glasses squatted down, pressed his palm on the ground, and after sensing it carefully, he frowned and said, "The target's breath was cleaned up very clean, and only a little residue left is impossible to extract according to my ability, let alone tracking it."

The leading young man heard this and asked again: "Can you find out the identity of a person based on the residual aura of the target?"

The young man wearing glasses squatted down again, and layers of ripples appeared in his palms to spread in all directions. Slightly remaining breath appeared, forming the scene of the battle just now in his mind.

After a while, the young man opened his eyes: "No, they fought for too short, and the goal is mainly based on physical strength. The remaining aura is too blurry, and the technique of removing the breath should be used. The only remaining aura, among the breath I have recorded, more than 40% of the auras are highly overlapping and have no reference value."

"Can we find out whether the target is a warrior or a monk, and how strong has he reached?"

"The possibility of a monk is higher, but it is not ruled out that the other party is a warrior with a special bloodline, awakening superpowers, or he himself is a superpower, and he also practices martial arts. As for his strength, he is at least in the middle stage of the warlock realm."

"A unknown sorcerer cultivator? Some time ago... and... it was really a troublesome!" The leading young man shook his head when he heard this, and said vaguely, and then he took his men and left here.
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