Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Ma Hongjun wiped the wine on his face and looked at Qin Ming with a grimace. He wanted to vomit. Why was it always me who was hurt?

"Ahem!"

Qin Ming returned his apologetic look, looked back at Dean Flanders, and said:

"Dean, what did you just say? Yang Ming is only 13 years old?"

Qin Ming looked left and right. Yang Ming is 1.8 meters tall and looks very anxious. He looks like a handsome 20-year-old man. Tell me now that he is not yet an adult?

Oh my God!

Dean Flender helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a white light appeared on the lenses, proudly saying:

"It's not just Yang Ming, but Tang San beside him, as well as other people, most of them are only thirteen years old, and the oldest is Mubai, but he is still not an adult."

Hearing this, Qin Ming looked at the group of people in front of him.

They... are just a bunch of... kids???

Qin Ming recalled that when he was thirteen years old, he had just joined Shrek Academy for one year, and he was far from reaching the level of becoming a soul sovereign.

Fortunately, he was thinking in his heart just now, if he was still young, as the captain, leading the Emperor Fighting team, he would definitely be able to beat Yang Ming without knowing the south, east, west, and northwest.

For a while, Qin Ming's face felt a bit fiery pain.

Dai Mubai asked: "Senior, can you take the liberty to ask, how many spirit power levels do you have now?"

Qin Ming replied subconsciously: "It's level sixty-two, luck is not bad."

Speaking of this, Qin Ming finally recovered a sense of superiority as a senior, and straightened his chest slightly.

At his age, being able to be promoted to the 62nd level of the soul emperor is already a genius among geniuses, and he lives up to the name of a monster.

However, to Qin Ming's surprise, he didn't get the exclamation of the younger brothers and sisters. Instead, he saw Dai Mubai shook his head and said:

"Only level 62?"

Qin Ming's expression gradually stiffened.

What the hell?

What is the 62nd level?

Are Shrek Academy graduation requirements more abnormal than before?

Or is it that these little monsters in front of you are confident that they will reach the realm of the soul emperor before they turn twenty?

and many more!

Thinking of this, Qin Ming glanced at Yang Ming with weird eyes. If he remembered correctly, Yang Qingqing had used strange methods on the stage of fighting the soul before, allowing his spirit power to temporarily break through to the first level of the soul king. .

If it weren't for Yang Ming's counterfeit match, deliberately boosting the rhythm, plus Ye Lingling's treatment, Yu Tianheng and the others might have been dead.

Qin Ming's eyes were dark, and with that said, the little monsters in front of him really had the courage not to put his 62nd-level spirit emperor in their eyes.

As a senior, it is so difficult!

Qin Ming secretly rejoiced in his heart, but fortunately, he didn't pretend to be in front of the younger students, otherwise this time he would have a lot of fun, and he would be ashamed to throw it in front of the dean.

Seeing Yang Ming and the others standing there, Zao Wou-ki beckoned and said loudly:

"Okay, all of you sit down, don't hesitate to order what you want to eat, today your stingy dean generously donated your money, don't give me face, just order anything!"

Everyone decisively didn't show any face to Teacher Zhao. After they took their seats one by one, they picked up the menu and called the waiter. They ordered whatever dish was the most expensive.

Listening to the famous dishes ordered by the students, Dean Flander's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his heart was cold.

This is more than that, Ma Hongjun proudly raised his hand and said to the waiter:

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Turning to look at Flanders, Ma Hongjun said strangely:

"Hey, teacher, what's wrong with your face? Did you step on the sole of your shoe by Teacher Zhao? Why is it so dark?"

Qin Ming sat aside, squeezing a smile, but holding it so hard, the muscles on his face kept trembling, looking funny.

Zao Wou-ki let go, and laughed utterly.

Flender's stinginess is well-known among the academy teachers.

Just as Qin Ming was about to come forward to resolve the embarrassment, Yang Ming took out a black card from his pocket, inlaid with a gold edge, and handed it to Dean Flanders, smiling:

"Dean, there are 600,000 gold soul coins in it, you can swipe your card how you want, I'll take it for today's meal!"

Qin Ming opened his mouth. What he originally wanted to treat was stuffed back into his stomach abruptly.

Looking at the black card in Yang Ming's hand, Qin Ming's eyes were almost straight.

"Wait, Yang Ming, how much money do you say in this card?"

"Six hundred thousand gold soul coins, what's wrong?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"No...nothing."

Qin Ming secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this moment, he felt very uneasy sitting here.

Even if the salary of a teacher at the Tiandou Royal Academy is very high, for Qin Ming, 600,000 Gold Soul Coins is still an unattainable distant goal.

Everyone in the world, in addition to becoming stronger, is not to make money to make their lives and their family better.

Qin Ming had known Yang Ming from Dean Flanders a long time ago, and his family was not considered rich, so he could not help but ask:

"By the way, Yang Ming, how did you make so much money? There is a way to make a fortune, so let's make it together."

For this money, Yang Ming didn't hide it, anyway, as long as he has the ability to fight fake matches, he can earn it.

As a result, Yang Ming told him about the fact that he had pitted himself against the counterfeit match, and Qin Ming was very excited.

"Unexpectedly, I can still make money like this, I learned it!"

Qin Ming thought in his heart with a smile on his face, saying:

"Yang Ming, if you have a chance, your Shrek team will come to our Tiandou Royal Academy to play, let's join hands to fight fake matches and pit the Great Fighting Soul Arena there, how about?"

"This is a good idea." Yang Ming's eyes lit up and said: "Come on, let's set a small goal first, and earn him 100 million a year."

"puff!"

Hearing that, not only Qin Ming, but also Flander and Zao Wou-ki, the drinks they just drank spouted out.

The three of them gave Yang Ming a thumbs up one after another. Yang Ming was still ruthless!

One hundred million Gold Soul Coins would dare to say that even if the Great Fighting Arena pants were sold, they might not be able to collect so much compensation.

Of course, everyone just smiled, not necessarily taking Yang Ming's remarks seriously.

After all, there is another creature called Laolai who owes money and doesn't pay it back these days.

And if the Great Fighting Arena becomes Lao Lai, thinking about it will feel terrible.

As Qin Ming looked at the eight people in Yang Ming, the more pleasing Qin Ming saw the eight people. Maybe it was Aiwu and Wu. Everyone was Shrek Academy students. After taking a sip of ale, Qin Ming said with emotion:

"It's a pity. If the younger brother and younger sister are not from Shrek, I want to get you to the Royal Academy. If you join, maybe..."

When Qin Minggang said this, Master Gang and Yu Tianheng recognized each other and said:

"Even if they are from Shrek Academy, you can also bring them back to the Royal Academy, and the two academies can communicate with each other."

(Old rules, this stalk has no chance to draw a lottery and no reward, and it will be blocked if it is written)