Chapter 193: Can’t have more training sessions?

Style: Fantasy Author: butterfly blueWords: 2356Update Time: 24/01/13 03:59:09
Daoran is provoking, which can be considered as motivating the general. But even he didn't have high expectations. After all, sending him to the Zanpaku state is tantamount to death, and Zhaifeng Academy would never make such an idiotic decision.

So he had already adopted a "I don't dare to forgive you" attitude, and he was already thinking about how to use his wording to completely humiliate the other party after Zhefeng Academy announced that it would abstain. The eye-catching performances of Lu Ping, Su Tang, and Xi Fan made him want to suppress them more and more.

But soon, several people on the side of Zhanfeng Academy got out of the way, and the guy who was in a state of ecstasy and unconsciousness actually walked forward like this.

Actually let him appear?

Daoran was stunned. This was originally something he was looking forward to, but when it actually happened, he began to be dumbfounded. As the saying goes, there must be a monster when things go wrong, so he couldn't believe such an act of giving up his life for nothing.

"You kid, you seem to be impatient with life!" He sneered, but he was already on full alert. Thinking of the extraordinary features of Lu Ping, Su Tang, and Dongfang one after another, he had to say that he was still a little nervous.

but!

Daoran had already experienced Lu Ping's prowess and Su Tang's extraordinary strength, so he came prepared this time. His strength has increased compared to before, and he has brought with him magical weapons that have never been revealed before.

Don't be afraid, no matter who it is, you can handle it now.

Daoran was constantly cheering himself up and dispelling the worries in his heart. Suddenly, he heard a crackling sound, and Mo Lin, who was walking towards the duel stage, suddenly disappeared from his sight. He quickly rushed forward and saw Mo Lin. He lay down on the stone steps of the duel stage.

Daoran was stunned, and everyone was stunned. But immediately afterwards, Daoran started laughing heartily.

This guy didn't even notice the steps. He was obviously still in the Zanpaku state where his senses were stripped away! Zhaofeng Academy actually let this guy play. Although I don't know what they were thinking, I really have no reason to be afraid of such an opponent!

Daoran no longer even cared about Mo Lin, he looked at Lu Ping and the others. Smiling coldly.

Lu Ping and others looked at Mo Lin who fell on the stone steps with worried expressions on their faces. Of course, they knew exactly what would happen if they let Morin play like this, especially when their opponent was Daoran. However, they had previously agreed on some means of communication with Mo Lin through Yun Chong, the dean of Amaterasu College. A very foreseeable agreement was made for this situation: if Mo Lin has not completed Zanpaku training by this time, the decision is in Mo Lin's own hands whether to give up or continue.

continue!

Mo Lin made the decision without hesitation, looking very confident. Everyone has high expectations for him. But then, the guy fell down on the stairs, making everyone immediately worried.

"This is his decision." Chu Min said.

Lu Ping and the other three were silent.

They didn't know enough about Mo Lin, but at least they knew that he was born into a family with a somewhat embarrassing bloodline.

Being born with no strength, it would be impossible to tell what kind of fighting ability he would lack in three days and three nights. However, Mo Lin chose the most dangerous fighting profession.

A killer, a person without strength, chooses to be a killer.

It's his choice. A choice I made up my mind when I was eleven years old. So even if they don't know Mo Fan well, they still know that he has the courage to make a choice and bear everything for his own choice, even his life.

This choice is unstoppable. So, they watched Mo Lin take the stage. They were worried about him, but they didn't stop him.

Maureen climbed up from the steps and leaned over. Touched in front of him.

He found the steps, and everyone could see that this kid. Are you blind?

Not just blind!

Daoran sneered, looked at his feet, picked up a half-sized stone, and threw it to Mo Lin casually.

A practitioner with penetrating power and powerful abilities, even if it is "casual". The strength was already extraordinary, not to mention that Daoran's "casualness" was very malicious.

Whoosh!

The pebbles flying out of the air even made a sound as they flew towards Mo Lin's head. Daoran was already waiting for the scene of Mo Lin's head being bruised and bleeding, but at this moment Mo Lin suddenly turned his head, and the stone flew past his head.

Um? Daoran was stunned, and others were also in an uproar. The students of Zhaofeng Academy were indeed very skilled. How could this guy who looked so blind that he didn't even notice the stone steps avoid Daoran's stone so accurately?

Because of the sound?

Daoran was confused and picked up another stone from the ground. This time he threw it very lightly at Mo Lin.

But the result was the same. Just when the stone was about to fall on Mo Lin's head, he still accurately tilted his head to avoid the stone.

Dao Ran's face changed drastically and he put away his previous sneer. Mo Lin's performance was very different from the Zanpaku state he imagined. What kind of tricks does this kid have hidden?

Dao Ran no longer acted rashly, and even took a step back slightly, wanting to keep a distance and observe Mo Lin's actions.

Mo Lin carefully walked up the stone steps step by step to the duel stage, and then stopped moving.

Daoran waited patiently, but Mo Lin seemed more patient than him. He still looked confused, but just stood there without making any next move.

Everyone was stunned. The examiner who was presiding over the duel suddenly seemed to realize something. He suddenly took a step forward and waved hard with one hand.

"Start!" the examiner announced loudly. Daoran immediately tensed up every nerve and paid more careful attention to Mo Lin.

Maureen still didn't move. The examiner announced the start, which didn't seem to disturb any of his nerves. His expression and appearance were exactly the same as before.

Time passed again, and Mo Lin remained unmoved. His calmness was very different from Xi Fan's. The West is confident and calm. But he seemed to be acting out of condition, as if he didn't know his situation or what was happening. His calmness seemed to come from the unknown.

This guy……

Daoran couldn't hold himself back. Mo Lin looked like he really wanted to be in a state of Zanpaku without feeling, but what's the matter with being able to detect stones?

After waiting patiently for a while, Daoran couldn't stand the same scene anymore.

"Do it!" he shouted.

Mo Lin didn't move, still looking the same as before.

Daoran gritted his teeth and finally rushed forward, punching Mo Lin with one hand, while the other hand quietly reached for the magic weapon hidden in his waist.

"Pretend, you die!" Daoran punched, this punch was just to find out what was going on, how to change it next, how to deal with it, Daoran had already thought of one, two, three, four... No, It's not enough, it's not thorough enough. His heart was still uneasy, and he racked his brains to come up with more changes, but the punch he just wanted to make, which was imaginary and real, had already hit.

Mo Lin flew out upside down.

For this punch, Dao Ran didn't activate his superpower, and carefully used only 10% of his strength. However, Mo Lin seemed to be unable to withstand it, did not dodge, and was unable to withstand it.

Fly out, land, roll.

Daoran was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

What the hell is this guy up to?

At this moment, Mo Lin slowly got up. His unchanging expression of confusion finally changed, and he became grinning, as if he was enduring the pain of the punch.

"Is it true that we can't practice for a while longer?" Mo Lin said.

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Who said Maureen would wake up in 2015! (To be continued.)