78: Friendly exchanges

A morning of language lessons greatly benefited Chen Qing.

However, to his slight disappointment, this common language was not the same language he had heard on the second floor of the Ice God Space.

At least he had learned a lot of the common language that afternoon and hadn't found any similar vocabulary to that language.

When the language class ended, Chen Qing was not in a hurry to leave; instead, he sought out Teacher Liu Siyao, the language instructor.

"Teacher Liu, do you know the languages of other races on the Space Battlefield?"

Chen Qing still intended to inquire about any language clues related to the Everwinter Country.

Teacher Liu Siyao gathered her long, beautiful hair and looked at Chen Qing. This student had been the most active in class today, diligently learning the common language.

"Besides the common language, I know quite a few racial languages. Chen Qing, tell me, which race's common language do you want to learn about?"

Chen Qing thought for a moment and first asked a question: "Teacher Liu, do you know of any races on the Space Battlefield that are ice-attributed?"

Teacher Liu Siyao recalled for a moment and said, "There are quite a few races that are primarily ice-attributed. In fact, there are quite a few races that are primarily element-based. Do you have any specific racial information?"

"Do you have any information about the Everwinter Country? Or Ice God Star or something similar."

The name Ice God Star was just his guess.

"No. Both of those names are a bit unfamiliar, but I can help you look them up. If there's any relevant information, I'll let you know."

Chen Qing frowned. He wasn't particularly surprised that Teacher Liu Siyao didn't know these two names; information about the Ice God Space certainly wasn't that easy to come by.

He recalled the strange string of words he had heard exchanged by the caravan's escorts earlier.

These phrases were convoluted and had strange pronunciations, but with his current Mental Energy and control over his oral muscles, it wasn't difficult.

However, to his disappointment, Teacher Liu Siyao pondered for a long time and told him she had never heard of such a language.

Of course, she also promised Chen Qing that she would help him investigate after returning to see which race's language it was... After class, Chen Qing and the others left the common language classroom.

They had no intention of continuing with other courses. The other courses were about Cultivating, Martial Skills, and other techniques, and they all had their own teachers, so they didn't need to attend such large classes.

"Chen Qing, what were you talking to Teacher Liu about?" Fu Mingyu was a bit puzzled, not knowing what this guy was mysteriously up to. Couldn't he have asked any questions during class?

Chen Qing smiled and casually replied, "I encountered a strange race when I went on a mission to Qi Ling Star. Their language was very peculiar, so I just asked Teacher Liu to see if she knew about it."

Fu Mingyu was somewhat suspicious, feeling that this guy wasn't telling the truth.

What kind of highly intelligent race could there be on Qi Ling Star that could even develop a language?

However, he didn't care. Throughout the entire class, besides learning the common language, he had been pondering how to torment Chen Qing later. He was already getting a bit impatient and quickly said, "Let's go back to the Prism. Let's have a spar. Your Grandpa Fu has been itching for a fight lately, and it's a good chance to show you how lucky you are to be able to recruit a talent like me!"

Chen Qing glanced at Fu Mingyu, who had his nose in the air, and didn't reply, walking towards the Prism on his own.

Very good, this guy actually dared to call himself "Grandpa Fu" in front of him now!

It seemed like he needed a good lesson.

Beside them, Zhao Yuanyue, who was walking with them, watched their little interactions with some anticipation. It wasn't that she expected their fight to be particularly exciting, but rather that she hoped Fu Mingyu would have a few more bumps on his head today!

She didn't believe for a second that Fu Mingyu had even a sliver of a chance of winning.

No other reason than Chen Qing's personality; he wouldn't accept such a provocation without some confidence... Prism.

It was midday, which should have been everyone's time for eating and Cultivating, but at this moment, an inexplicable number of people had gathered.

There weren't many main members present; only Xia Xuan, the referee teachers Wu Cheng and Wang Xiaomin were there. Everyone else was a newcomer who had joined later.

Xia Xuan frowned and asked Wu Cheng, "Teacher Wu, were you also called over by Fu Mingyu?"

Wu Cheng smiled helplessly, "Oh, I was still at the Martial Arts Arena. That kid sent me a message, asking me to be a temporary referee, saying it was here at the Prism, so I came over. Do you know what he's up to?"

"Heh! What else could he be up to? That guy has been very active lately, coming over every other day, not for anything specific, just to inquire about Chen Qing's whereabouts." Wang Xiaomin, holding Little White, sneered and continued, "He probably wants to challenge Chen Qing!"

Little White stretched in her arms, not very interested.

Beside them, several students who had joined the Prism later widened their eyes upon hearing this. They had all joined the Prism out of admiration for Chen Qing and Li Cunxu, but so far, they had only seen Li Cunxu. As for Chen Qing, he was a bit like a Dragon seeing its head but not its tail.

Was he going to appear?

Also, who was that Fu-something-Yu?

"Sister Xiaomin, are you saying President Chen will be coming over later?" a short young girl asked with bright eyes.

Wang Xiaomin nodded, "He should be coming. Since Fu Mingyu notified us, it means he must have also informed Chen Qing."

"Who is Fu Mingyu? He actually wants to challenge the President?" another young man asked, puzzled.

He wasn't really familiar with Fu Mingyu, mainly because Fu Mingyu's presence on the first day of school was relatively low. The only battle he participated in wasn't particularly good-looking; he basically won by relying on a difficult struggle, completely lacking the shock brought by Chen Qing and the handsomeness of Li Cunxu.

Not to mention female Martial Artists like Zhao Yuanyue.

Plus, Fu Mingyu went to find Wang He on the day of recruitment, so they hadn't seen him at all.

So, Fu Mingyu's presence was relatively low, and they really couldn't be blamed.

At the entrance, a somewhat flamboyant voice came.

"Someone doesn't know me, Fu Mingyu?" Fu Mingyu frowned, looking at the young man who had asked the question. The young man wasn't afraid and stared back at him with his neck stiff.

Fu Mingyu nodded, "Not bad. As a Martial Artist, as long as you haven't done anything wrong, you don't need to fear anyone."

He strode confidently in front, with a proud demeanor, nodding slightly to everyone, as if he were the big boss here.

Wang Xiaomin spat, looking away, and mumbled, "Show-off!"

Fu Mingyu's ears twitched, and he keenly heard her curse. Just as he was about to retort, he suddenly saw Little White in her arms open its eyes and glance at him.

Lao Fu shivered all over, holding back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Xia Xuan, seeing that he wasn't speaking, asked, "Brother Fu, why did you call us over at midday? Is there something going on?"

Fu Mingyu came back to his senses, not quite clear what had just happened. Seeing Xia Xuan's question, he immediately replied with a smile, "Oh, I called everyone over because I wanted you all to take some time out of your busy schedules to be witnesses. I'm preparing to have a friendly sparring match with Chen Qing."