Chapter 1 Born Abandoned
The bustling town is less than ten miles away from the imperial capital of the New Orchid Kingdom. Zhulan Town is the most famous town in the New Orchid Kingdom, with an area of 1,000 square kilometers and a population of 50,000.
There is a Douluo College in a long-standing town, which has a history of thousands of years and is even more powerful to the whole Kaiyuan continent. Due to Douluo College, Zhulan Town is not controlled by the New Lan Kingdom.
All students who can enter Douluo College must have heavenly qualifications and amazing potential, and they are also extremely proud.
In the early morning of 3987, Zhulan Town was already bustling, and the streets were full of people.
A neat and orderly army is exercising in the street, and at the front are two big men riding flame leopards.
The first-order warcraft with flame leopard fire attribute, and the hair of the whole body is red.
In Kaiyuan, wars between ordinary countries can only use first-order warcraft.
The big man is wearing a half** upper body with tiger skin, and his bronze muscles are coiled like dragons, which makes people scared. People on the street consciously got out of the way, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Qiao Shizi has gone to Douluo College for the third time. Do you think this Qiao Shizi can become a student of Douluo College?"
"I don't think it's possible. Although Prince Qiao has a high position, you also know that this Douluo Student College recruits students every year, and in the end, there are several people who can pass their examination."
"And you also know that it has been ten years since Qiao Shizi began to practice fighting spirit at the age of five, and now he doesn't even have the threshold of a fighter. He heard that Qiao Yun, the son of Qiao, can't even gather his energy for becoming a fighter.
"Can't even gather gas? It seems that he is really a natural waste.
The teenager Qiao Yun opened the curtain at the door and saw sarcastic faces on both sides of the street, but an indifferent smile appeared on his face. The two fists were held tightly, the slender nails had sunk deep into the meat, and the blood on the hands was stained on the curtain. He doesn't seem to feel pain. For him, it is not physical pain, but mental torture.
Qiao Yun's father, Qiao Fei, as the king of Zhennan, has a high status and status, leading a total of 800,000 troops in the Iron Horse Army, the Flying Tiger Army and the Explosion Army. The two big men who opened the way for this army are also soldiers of the explosive army.
The son of Prince Qiao got the name of a useless talent, which humiliated his father.
Qiao Fei also lifted the curtain, and a pair of deep pupils burst out with chilling eyes sweeping through the people on both sides of the street.
The street suddenly quieted down, and I didn't even dare to breathe.
Qiao Fei turned his head and looked at the carriage behind him, and saw that the curtain of the carriage covered itself, but there was some blood on the curtain. Qiao Fei sighed helplessly and said to himself, "Alas, this little guy's temperament is more extreme than his dead mother. How about this?"
The carriage stopped at the gate of Douluo College. Qiao Fei and Qiao Yun both got out of the carriage and looked up at this college that many people dreamed of. The whole college exuded a simple atmosphere.
For thousands of years, this college has trained many masters.
On both sides of the main entrance of the college, there are two stone statues of dragons, rocks, tigers and lions, blood basins, big mouths, tusks, and a pair of huge eyes scattered a frightening ferocious light.
Longyan Tiger Lion is a seventh-order warcraft that is rare in Kaiyuan Continent and has also formed a symbol of power.
The father and son of Qiao walked into the main gate of Douluo College. A green hater quickly greeted him and said respectfully, "Lord Qiao, the dean is in the school affairs office, and the villain will show you the way."
Qiao Fei hummed blankly and followed the green hat to the school affairs office.
The green hat came to the door of the school's teaching office and said respectfully, "Dean, Prince Qiao is here."
An old man in a penlain robe came out of the room with a smile and said respectfully, "It turned out to be Lord Qiao, disrespectful and disrespectful... Come on, come in, please."
The old man looked pale and made a gesture to the little blue hat next to him.
"Yes. Dean." The green hater immediately understood what the old man meant.
Qiao Fei said with a faint smile, "Dean Luo, you're welcome." Then all three of them walked into the room.
"Prince Qiao, please sit down, please sit down." The old man smiled at him enthusiastically.
Qiao Fei, as the highly virtuous king of Zhennan, was no lower than this old man, and naturally sat in a chair.
"Oh, Mr. Qiao, you can also sit down." The old man said in surprise.
Qiao Fei looked at his son dotingly and said gently, "The dean told you to sit down."
Qiao Yun sat in the chair without saying a word. Qiao Fei picked up a cup of tea casually, tasted a few smiles and said, "Dean Luo, you should know why I'm here today."
The old man smiled and said, "I know, I know. Lord Qiao, don't make things difficult for me. You also know Mr. Qiao's situation. If Mr. Qiao is really forced to enter the school, it will not only break the rules of the college, but also be counterproductive.
Qiao Fei heard the meaning of the old man's words and asked with a frown, "Dean Luo means that your college is unwilling to accept children as students."
The old man coughed embarrassmently and said, "Ms. Qiao, the system is special and different from ordinary people. He can't practice ordinary fighting qi skills. Maybe some special cultivation techniques are suitable for Mr. Qiao's practice.
Qiao Fei's face turned black, and the anger in his heart was forcibly suppressed. He asked, "Dean Luo, what do you mean?"
The old man smiled and said, "Lord Qiao, don't get me wrong. Mr. Qiao is not suitable for practicing fighters. He can transfer to the Martial Arts College of the Kingdom of Gama to practice martial arts. As long as Mr. Qiao is willing to practice hard, it is not a problem to become a top martial artist.
The threshold of the warrior is lower than that of the fighter. The warrior focuses on physical practice and does not need to cultivate the meridians and the sea of air like the fighter. To cultivate meridians and Qihai, you only need precious drugs as supplements, so generally only poor people can practice martial arts, and generally rich and noble children are practitioners.
In Kaiyuan mainland, as long as you have money, you can buy it even if it is Longdan Phoenix Heart.
Qiao Fei, as the king of Zhennan, who led the 800,000 army, was high and powerful. Didn't the old man just insult himself?
Qiao Fei's face was ferocious, the blue veins in his left hand were bulging, and the teacup was crushed with a click. He said for forgiveness; "Dean Luo, what do you mean?" Qiao Fei's identity is extremely high, and no matter how angry he is, he will not fall the table and throw the bench.
The old man is the dean of Douluo College. In terms of identity and status, he is no less than Qiao Fei, and said coldly; "Prince Qiao said that he didn't say what he had just now. However, Mr. Qiao must pass the college examination if he wants to enter Douluo College. If you fail, Lord Qiao, don't bother me.