I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 87 Exchange Student? Not Going

Faced with such questioning, Song Yanhai was also very displeased and didn't give the other party a friendly look: "Cecil, what's the use of you getting angry at me? I didn't kill the person."

"Where is it?"

Cecil spoke calmly, but anyone could hear the coldness and murderous intent in his words.

He didn't care whether Yuan Hao lived or died. After all, the Source Blood Society had many research institutions, and Yuan Hao was just one of them.

The key is that Yinglong's flesh and blood are extremely precious and cannot be lost.

"I don't know. Yinglong's flesh and blood are not in my hands. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

Song Yanhai appears tough on the surface, but in reality he doesn't dare to start a war with the Source Blood Society.

It's true that the Song family is the local tyrant of Linjiang City, but the Source Blood Society is, after all, a group of madmen who are capable of anything in pursuit of greater power.

Having offended a group of highly intelligent and ambitious madmen, will the Song family still have a good life in the future?

This is why Song Yanhai is wary; he doesn't want to break ties with Cecil.

Cecil clearly understood this, so he was emboldened: "I want a name."

"Ye Qingzhou".

When Song Yanhai uttered those three words, his anger surged and his eyes blazed with fury.

Over the years, he has poured countless resources into Yuan Hao, but before he could even hear any results, Yuan Hao was gone!

The laboratory was also destroyed by the Martial Arts Association, the data and equipment were confiscated, and even the incomparably precious piece of Yinglong flesh and blood disappeared without a trace.

This incident was a greater blow to Song Yanhai than his wife being slept with in front of him.

After all, being cuckolded is really just a matter of losing face. As long as you're shameless, it's not a big deal.

However, without the subsequent advancements in bloodline modification technology, the Song family will face annihilation.

Once ordinary martial artists rise to prominence and more and more martial arts masters are born, how will martial arts families have any place to stand within the martial arts world?

As one of the most stubborn conservatives in the martial arts family, Song Yanhai could not accept such an ending no matter what.

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Linjiang No.1 Middle School, Principal's Office.

Ye Qingzhou followed behind her homeroom teacher, Zhu Hanwen, as she entered the place for the first time.

"headmaster."

"Teacher Zhu, student Ye, please have a seat."

Principal Zhao Dezhu warmly received the two. His appearance can only be described in four words: round and plump.

That's right, it's the pig in "pig".

Zhao Dezhu was quite distinctively fat, with a shiny face, yet he gave off an impression of being shrewd and resourceful.

After inviting Zhu Hanwen and Ye Qingzhou to sit down, Zhao Dezhu introduced the topic of the day: "Let me introduce you. This is Ms. Dai Qi, a representative from the Western Pole Kingdom's Chote Rosemary Middle School. She has come to the Eastern Pole Kingdom to promote cooperation in the field of education between the two countries, planning to increase student exchanges and learning between the schools."

Dai Qi looked at Ye Qingzhou with an arrogant expression: "Hello, Ye Qingzhou, my name is Dai Qi. I'm here to invite you to the Western Kingdom."

After a long explanation, Ye Qingzhou finally understood that they wanted him to go to the Western Regions as an exchange student.

Chote Rosemary School is located in Connecticut, West End, just a two-hour drive from Newtown and Beantown, and is considered one of the best secondary schools in West End.

Ranked among the top five, it enjoys a high reputation in the education sector.

In comparison, Linjiang No.1 Middle School's ranking.

Tenth in the province, nationwide...

Let's count from the hundredth onwards.

The difference between the two is so great that it's like heaven and earth.

As the principal, Zhao Dezhu naturally hoped that this matter could be accomplished, after all, it would be a huge achievement. Exchanging students with Chootrose Mary School would be incredibly prestigious!

"No fun, I'm not going."

With just six words, Ye Qingzhou shattered all of Zhao Dezhu's beautiful fantasies.

"Ye Qingzhou, you may not have heard of Chote Rosemary High School..."

Zhao Dezhu wanted to try again, but Ye Qingzhou interrupted him, saying, "Principal, if it's well-known, I'll go. I've already joined Changjun High School."

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dezhu shut up.

What he wants is political achievements. So who is the biggest political achievement of Linjiang No.1 Middle School right now?

Ye Qingzhou!

In life, one must distinguish between the powerful and the powerless.

Ye Qingzhou got up and left, completely disregarding the thoughts and attitudes of others.

Zhao Dezhu sighed, then turned to Dai Qi with an apologetic expression and said, "Actually, we have other martial arts geniuses at Linjiang No. 1 Middle School. They all possess unique skills. Why don't we try someone else?"

Dai Qi secretly scoffed at Zhao Dezhu's boasting, but she hid this contempt very well.

Her only target from beginning to end was Ye Qingzhou, so she would never consider any other candidates.

"No, our Chotter Rosemary School only accepts the elite."

The implication is that among all the students at Linjiang No. 1 Middle School, only Ye Qingzhou is qualified, and the others are not.

Not long after Ye Qingzhou left the principal's office, Zhu Hanwen caught up from behind and asked, puzzled, "This is something most people would beg for, why did you refuse?"

As Ye Qingzhou's homeroom teacher, Zhu Hanwen was very concerned about her future.

For an ordinary person, being able to go to Chotter Rosemary School as an exchange student would undoubtedly add a significant chapter to their life's resume.

Unfortunately, this honor is nothing more than an empty title, which may be of some use to ordinary people.

But for martial artists, such empty fame is utterly useless.

Moreover, Ye Qingzhou sensed a strong malice from Dai Qi, which was the real reason for his refusal: "Alas, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze."

Zhu Hanwen was completely confused: "What nonsense are you spouting now?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "It's nothing."

Deep down, Ye Qingzhou had already guessed that this matter was probably orchestrated by the Source Blood Society behind Yuan Hao, but no matter what schemes or tricks the opponent might have, he would simply not engage.

Even so, Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but sigh, "I really need to work twice as hard." He knew he couldn't just storm their door and wipe them out completely.

He set himself two more small goals: first, to destroy the Song family, and then to wipe out the Yuanxue Society, exterminating them all once and for all.

After school in the afternoon, Ye Qingzhou finished tutoring Xu Yuebing, Yun Shanshan, and Lei Ang, and then immersed himself in the cultivation of the Heart Sword.

Previously, he had already mastered the first level of the Heart Sword, enabling the sword to move with his mind and allowing him to perform mental techniques such as One Thought Through a Thousand Autumns.

After his battle with Li Yanxin, his Yin power reached a state of sublime mastery, and he comprehended the wonders of the divine void, which greatly enhanced his mental strength.

Now, he has finally met the requirements to cultivate the second level of the Heart Sword.

(End of this chapter)