Lord of the Starry Sky - #251 - Two hundred and forty-one. The melancholy senior

The black dragon’s figure became smaller again, its demonic aura and dragon power were restrained, and it returned to its listless appearance, coiled around Shen Jian’s right arm.

Although it was freezing in the snowy mountains, the black dragon didn’t care and closed his eyes and continued to take a nap.

I still want to thank you, teacher. Shen Jian said.

Director Li said: You don’t need to thank me. It’s good that you can stay alert at all times.

In fact, not only Dean He, he also admired the young man in front of him.

Even if Dean He hadn’t come out personally, Director Li would have hoped that he would personally lead Shen Jian’s teaching.

This young man not only has outstanding talent and potential, but also has many things that he admires.

For example, very practical.

Just for this trip to the snowy mountains, why did he ignore the black dragon that Shen Jian carried with him along the way?

Because except for problems like the Snow Sky Eagle that he really couldn’t deal with just now, Shen Jian had never asked the black dragon to take action before. When he encountered other problems, even if they were difficult and dangerous, he dealt with them by himself.

Director Li admires such students very much.

As he walked, he casually plucked out a few extra long tail feathers of the Snow Vulture, and then handed its body to another teacher who was accompanying the team.

For a monk at Director Li’s level, the Snowy Vulture only has a few tail feathers, and other things are worthless.

But for the monks who have just formed the golden elixir, there are still many treasures available for use in this monster.

However, after Director Li pulled off the tail feathers, he did not keep them but handed them to Shen Jian.

Thank you, teacher. Shen Jian took it.

You’re welcome, it should have been your trophy. Director Li said.

Shen Jian smiled and put away those tail feathers.

When a young man next to him saw this, there was a flash of envy in his eyes.

For the Golden Core Stage monks, the tail feathers of the Snow Sky Vulture are very valuable, not to mention the Foundation Establishment Stage monks.

Of course, what made him envious even more was the black dragon wrapped around Shen Jian’s right arm.

This is you, Shen Jian. You are still able to face the attack of the golden elixir stage monster with ease. If that monster attacks me, all I can do is wait for the teacher to rescue you. The young man said enviously.

Senior has given me a reward. After all, it’s not me who is able to do it with ease. Shen Jian said.

The young man beside him, Liu Cheng, smiled and said nothing more.

Liu Cheng is not an undergraduate, but a graduate student in the Martial Arts Department of Tianhai University.

His instructor is none other than Director Li.

The relationship between the two parties is just like the one between Shen Jian and Dean He.

To a certain extent, between Liu Cheng and Director Li, going back to ancient times, they can basically be regarded as formal masters and apprentices, and he can be regarded as one of Director Li’s disciples.

Because of this, his status in the Martial Arts Department of Tianhai University is naturally different from other students.

In fact, he has been one of the leading figures within the martial arts department since his undergraduate days.

I have been studying hard and practicing hard over the years, and I have achieved some success.

But everything has changed since Shen Jian entered school.

At the beginning, Liu Cheng didn’t care much.

There is a big age gap between the two parties, and there are still questions about Shen Jian’s future after undergraduate studies.

But a year later, when Shen Jian was a sophomore, Liu Cheng felt something was wrong.

Isn’t this little boy making progress too fast?

In the first semester of my sophomore year, I have already established the fourth level of cultivation in the foundation period.

It is the highest among undergraduates, even higher than some graduate students.

Liu Cheng is one of the few Tianhai martial arts students whose cultivation level is higher than Shen Jian’s.

But when they faced Shen Jian, it was difficult for them to feel at ease.

The other party is not yet nineteen years old……

On the other hand, Shen Jian has always been famous for his practical combat skills, and is not the kind of theoretical school who is brilliant in literature and brave in martial arts.

The few of them, whose cultivation levels are currently slightly higher than Shen Jian’s, are not sure that they can beat Shen Jian in actual combat.

There are often meddlesome people, and I hope Shen Jian can compete with the upperclassmen and learn from each other.

Liu Cheng and others acted tacitly and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

There is nothing glorious about winning this battle.

If we lose the fight, it will be really embarrassing and we will go to grandma’s house…

As a freshman, Hu Wei, no matter how many ideas he had in mind, he was as honest as a quail in the team, obeying the orders and following the instructions step by step.

As the senior student, Liu Cheng and several other graduate students were equally uncomfortable at this moment.

Logically speaking, they should take the lead and lead.

After Director Li and other team teachers entered the mountain, they seemed to not exist most of the time, just silently protecting and observing everyone.

Students with higher cultivation levels such as Liu Cheng are naturally at the forefront and outermost of the team.

If they are divided into groups, then they will also serve as group leaders.

But now Senior Liu Cheng doesn’t have the pleasure of taking the lead.

Shen Jian walked beside him, his pace was leisurely. He was in the fierce snow-capped mountains, and his expression was even a little enthusiastic. He looked around as if he was sightseeing, which made Liu Chengru feel like he was carrying a light.

If we are divided into groups later, we must not be grouped with him! Liu Cheng secretly made up his mind.

Especially when the black dragon’s prototype flew into the sky from beside him, the strong sense of oppression made Liu Cheng even more stressed.

Heh, the teacher definitely can’t put us two into the same group. Liu Cheng suddenly laughed at himself: This Shen Jian must be leading a group by himself.

With that black dragon here, maybe there is no need to assign a teacher to accompany him.

Liu Cheng turned back and glanced at Director Li. He thought of the few snowy eagle tail feathers that his teacher had just handed to Shen Jian, and felt strange in his heart.

Ever since Shen Jian entered school, his teacher seemed to have paid more attention to him than to his personal disciples.

Even knowing that this involved the revitalization of the Tianhai Martial Arts Academy, Liu Cheng felt that the teacher was too partial.

Just now, if Shen Jian faced the Snow Sky Vulture attack alone, without the black dragon to protect him, the outcome would not be better than other mid-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

It was only through Director Li’s rescue that he could survive.

With the black dragon protecting him, he was actually protecting himself and repelling the Snow Sky Vulture.

Just like other monks who have just entered the golden elixir stage.

The capture and killing of the Snow Sky Eagle was the result of Director Li’s personal action.

The spoils of war naturally belong to Director Li and have nothing to do with Shen Jian.

Of course, my teacher has the right to distribute the spoils, but saying that the things should belong to Shen Jian is too flattering to his face, right?

Is co-authoring the credit for being a bait?

Who can’t do this kind of work?

Liu Cheng was full of curses in his heart.

Okay, he admitted that he was actually covetous of those snowy eagle tail feathers.

As Director Li’s personal disciple, if the things were not given to Shen Jian, he might not have the chance to benefit from his teacher…

But now, of course, it’s all in vain.

Liu Cheng felt very melancholy, as if he was rejecting the eldest child whose parents wanted a second child…

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