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Chapter 125 Mengqi's College Entrance Examination

After making the call, Wei Tian felt completely drained. Three fingers on his right hand were broken, and his forearm was fractured. Because he used his true energy to protect himself, his vital parts were not injured, but this almost exhausted all of his true energy.

The others, however, did not suffer such minor injuries as him.

The woman used deadly force, delivering brutal blows, so almost everyone suffered varying degrees of broken ribs and internal bleeding. The driver even had his nose broken and his face covered in blood; otherwise, he wouldn't be the one driving now.

Furthermore, their car roof had collapsed, the front and rear windshields were completely shattered, and other parts were riddled with potholes. To be honest, it was already quite an achievement that they were able to drive such a distance.

He had a tough time, and so did his car.

"Brother Tian, ​​we've been tricked by Meng Lao Er, haven't we?"

The tall, thin man, slumped in the back seat unable to move, gritted his teeth and said, "What wood attribute? This guy is obviously a physical cultivator."

Although there was no trace of physical difference in her physique, her fists spoke volumes, indicating that this woman was definitely a higher-level body cultivator.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. Gangzi, who's the closest to here right now? Call someone to come pick us up."

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Meng Wenze, he accepted the loss since he had already agreed.

We have no choice but to accept it; what else can we do?
After Gangzi finished making the call with trembling hands, the group sat in the car under the scorching sun and waited.

After an unknown amount of time, the person they were waiting for still hadn't arrived, but instead a green jeep pulled up directly in front of them.

"Brother Tian, ​​it's Lin Qingquan."

The driver, who was leaning against the passenger seat, immediately woke up when he saw who was driving the other car.

Wei Tian also saw Lin Qingquan. Their eyes met, and he could see the undisguised murderous intent in the other's eyes.

The car fell silent. Everyone held their breath and stared at Lin Qingquan, ready for anything.

"Old Lin, you're here pretty fast."

Suddenly, a loud shout broke the silence. Wei Tian, ​​covered in cold sweat, turned around in a daze and saw Zhang Jinwu slowly stopping behind their vehicle through the broken rear windshield.

Lin Qingquan was in front, and Zhang Jinwu was behind.
Wei Tian's heart sank. He leaned back in his chair in despair, finally realizing the consequences of today's "sparring" for him.

That evening, the underground boxing ring that had existed in Jinshiwan for twenty years was shut down, and the martial arts schools associated with it were also sealed off. Wei Tian was seriously injured and hospitalized, and his two partners were furious.

Some restless individuals in the cultivation circle finally gained a clearer understanding of the name Meng Shulan.

Meng Shulan's rise to fame has had a significant impact on Meng Qi; at least now fewer people are eyeing her.

Even so, Yin Zheng did not plan to let her go out again for a while, since their group had completed one mission and it would be the turn of the other two groups next.

With no school during summer vacation and less intense training, Mengqi wondered if she could start learning the fourth-grade curriculum ahead of time.

Although she started third grade after the summer vacation, she had actually already learned the content of this grade. It's just that the teacher did not recommend that she skip two grades.

"Dongfang, let's go to tutoring."

Dongfang Shuo turned his head, looking at her with a complicated expression. He held back for a moment, but couldn't help it. "Meng Qi, do you really love studying that much?"

Meng Qi nodded, "I love it, I love it so much that I wish I could finish learning everything I need to learn tomorrow, get my diploma, and never go to school again."

Dongfang Shuo choked up. This line of thought was truly bizarre. But upon further reflection, it made perfect sense. He didn't like going to school, didn't like doing homework, and didn't like taking exams, but he had no choice but to do them.

He was overjoyed to skip a year of school this year by skipping a grade. Although he had considered that if he could work hard again when school started, he might be able to skip another grade next year.
But his plan is to wait until after school starts, not during the summer vacation.

It's a holiday and I still can't have any time to myself. I have to go to extra classes. Is this crazy?

He cursed her in his heart, but in the end he listened to Meng Qi's advice and asked the housekeeper in charge of his daily life to help him find a teacher.

Just as Meng Qi had predicted, Dongfang Shuo's butler paid the money directly after finding a teacher.

But she didn't take advantage of him for nothing; she drew him a lightning talisman that had been lost for a long time.

Dongfang Shuo was dumbfounded, as if he had found a treasure. For the next summer vacation, and even for the following year, apart from studying and training, he devoted all his time to the lightning talisman. He had already memorized the incantation perfectly and was just waiting for the talisman to be completed so that he could use it.

However, if a person's energy is scattered too much, they will inevitably become lax in other matters.

So when Mengqi successfully skipped a grade a year later, Dongfang Shuo could only obediently follow his classmates into the second year of junior high.

Meng Qi is now in the fifth grade with Meng Ziyang and Qiao Tai. He and Liu Liu are in the second year of junior high school. Wei Xiaole was admitted to Qingzhou University last year and is in the same department as Meng Yanxu. The two have now become good friends.

"Haha, Dongfang, I'll catch up with you in two years, just you wait."

Nine-year-old Mengqi has grown taller. She still has neat, short hair that reaches her ears, big eyes, and a small, upturned nose. Due to years of training, her chubby oval face is a little dark, but it makes her look even healthier and more energetic.

Dongfang Shuo glanced at her sideways and snorted coldly, "Wait for you? Fine, I'll definitely wait for you at university."

What a joke! He's four years older than her. How could she possibly let him catch up with her?

As it turns out, it's better to lose face.

Crazy Mengqi was determined to graduate and leave school as soon as possible. She wasn't just saying it casually; she was really determined to shorten her twelve years of study from elementary school to senior high school.

So when she was twelve, she took the college entrance examination together with Dongfang Shuo, who was sixteen.

Meanwhile, Meng Ziyang, who is one year older than her, and Qiao Tai, who is two years older than her, are in the second year of junior high school, following the usual schedule.

"Aunt, you're so disloyal."

After the college entrance examination, the God of Wealth, Dongfang Shuo, treated everyone to a meal. Meng Ziyang looked at Meng Qi with a resentful expression and said...

"How could that be? I think the boss is indeed the boss, he's really amazing!"

Fourteen-year-old Qiao Tai is now 1.8 meters tall. If you only look at his back without seeing his face, you would think he is the parent of these kids.

This silly boy is quite persistent, because when he first entered the special training camp, he set his sights on Meng Qi, and that hasn't changed over the years. After all, in his relatively short life, only Meng Qi didn't mind that he ate too much, only asking if he had enough.

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that and lie down."

Liu Liu had long since come to terms with it. Skipping grades was something no human could do. She just needed to stay in the top ten in her class and get into Qingzhou University next year.

I don't ask for much else.

(End of this chapter)