Supreme Pupillary Master: Peerless Eldest Miss Chapter 479: The space of academy history stele (3)

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"Whhhhhhh!"

As Luo Qingtong's figure appeared here, the figures of many top students also appeared beside her.

Obviously, this is the space in the academy history stele.

As Luo Qingtong and their figures appeared here, the space around them suddenly shook.

In the dark place ahead, ten passages suddenly appeared.

There is a huge bronze gate above every passage.

A weapon suddenly appeared above the ten passages.

Ten weapons are the trophies of this newcomer’s first name reward contest.

Obviously, whichever weapon you want to win, you can enter into which channel, and the new students will choose whatever they want.

Luo Qingtong squinted at the ten weapon phantoms floating above the passage, and easily felt a trace of the technique of inscription from one of the long swords.

This breath may be too weak for others to feel.

However, Luo Qingtong possesses the sword of life and death, and has understood the inscription pattern on it. Naturally, he is no stranger to the breath of this inscription pattern.

Just...

"The breath of this inscription pattern is too weak? And, what kind of ghost symbol is the inscription pattern on it?" Luo Qingtong's lips twitched and looked at the long sword.

Isn't that Songcheng inscription that has been studied for decades?

How to depict these inscription patterns, so ugly!

If Luo Qingtong hadn't recognized the aura of the inscription on it, he couldn't believe it was an inscription device!

It's no wonder that Song Cheng has studied inscription patterns for so many years, and others only regard him as a neurotic!

This talent is so touching!

Fortunately, Luo Qingtong came to him just to learn the knowledge of inscription patterns.

Looking at this inscription pattern carved by Song Cheng, it is obvious that he has indeed mastered the most basic introductory knowledge.

The effect of the inscription pattern drawn is too bad, almost equal to none.

Luo Qingtong's lips twitched.

When Luo Qingtong's gaze was focused on that long sword, Yu Wenxue's gaze was suddenly fixed on it.

She had been informed long ago that this time, among the ten weapons awarded by the freshman's top prize, a weapon was suddenly replaced.

This weapon was specially explained by the dean to be replaced, which is very extraordinary.

The fact is also true, this wind thunder sword is a Wudi-level spiritual soldier.

For Song Cheng, it was just **** that could be used to engrave practice inscription patterns.

But for everyone in the Tianyu Empire, it is a top treasure.

Even the Tianyu imperial family only possesses a handful of Wudi-level weapons, all of which belong to the ancestors.

Although this wind thunder sword was concealed by Song City, it was impossible to see the level of this weapon at a glance, but the quality of the sword could still be seen, and it was not an ordinary ordinary product.

At least, it is more precious than the other nine weapons!

Huh!

Yu Wenxue's figure swept toward that passage.

However, as soon as she moved, another figure was faster than her.

"Haha!" A silver bell-like laughter sounded, Ling Yue'er's figure just passed her in an instant and swept into the passage.

"Yu Wenxue, did you also fancy this weapon? Excuse me, I'll be the first!"

As she said, she flicked the whip and opened the bronze gate and rushed in.

"Ling Yueer!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Wenxue was instantly furious.

This **** must have seen her entering this passage, so he deliberately followed in.

Still ahead of her!

Yu Wenxue bit her silver teeth as she thought about it, and rushed in immediately.

A group of people followed her.