"Not participating?" Zi Mu was surprised to hear Lu Ping's sudden change of mind.
"Yes." Lu Ping nodded. He did not tell Zi Mu the truth. It was related to the safety of Zhaifeng Academy, so he thought there was no harm in being more cautious. Taking revenge is not a situation he wants to see, so he agrees with Long Wei's idea and will naturally support it fully.
"What happened?" Lu Ping didn't say anything, and Zi Mu couldn't help but wonder. The Lu Ping he had seen was not stubborn, but he was not someone who would change his decision easily.
"The situation here at the college is a bit complicated, and we can't leave easily." Lu Ping said.
"That's it... Then I have to send this news back to the academy as soon as possible." Zimu said with some regret. He knew that Lu Ping was currently the dean of Zhaifeng Academy, but he didn't fully understand it. To be honest, the identity of the dean of this college, which is at the bottom of the college rankings, may not have as much weight as an ordinary person from the four major schools. Beidou College undoubtedly valued and favored Lu Ping, but Lu Ping seemed to care more about the mountainous college where he was born. Mu Zhen really couldn't understand this idea.
Even so, he didn't say much about it. It's just that if Lu Ping doesn't participate, he won't be able to stay here leisurely. He didn't witness Lu Ping's demeanor in the Seven Star Valley battle, but he heard about it later, so he knew the importance of Lu Ping. The news that he is not going must be sent back to the academy as soon as possible, so that the academy has more time to adjust its strategy and make up for this huge lack of combat power.
"I'll leave right away!" Zi Mu was about to leave.
"I'll see you off." Lu Ping followed and sent Zimu out of Zhaifeng Academy. Zi Mu felt a lot of melancholy in his heart. He also wondered if the two of them would see each other again in the future. He almost shed tears when he waved goodbye.
Lu Ping knew what was going on, so he was naturally very calm and collected, but this was also his usual appearance, so Zi Mu didn't notice anything.
After sending Zi Mu back to the dean's office, Long Kuan was no longer there, but there was a man sitting in the dean's seat, with his legs crossed and resting on his desk. When he saw Lu Ping come in, he just raised his lips. , but his body didn’t move.
Not to mention the Fengfeng Academy, there was only one Yan Xize in the entire Xiafeng District who was so arrogant in front of the road. Lu Ping didn't pay attention to his appearance, and just asked casually: "What are you doing here?"
"I said, your college has nothing to teach me!" Yan Xize said carelessly.
"Then why don't you leave?" Lu Ping said.
"I just don't understand why Yan Xifan was able to stay here for four years. Do you know what happened after he stayed here for four years? When he returned to Luo City, he was no match for the maids who used to serve him. Yan The whole family has been completely disgraced by him," Yan Xize said.
"I think he is very nice." Lu Ping said.
"What's the use of being nice in this world?" Yan Xize finally put down his crossed legs and stood up from his position.
"If you are nicer, you won't be thrown out of the window." Lu Ping said.
"Throw it out of the window?" Yan Xize was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Lu Ping approaching him quickly, he immediately came to his senses.
"You dare!" As soon as he said these words, Lu Ping was already in front of him and grabbed him directly with one hand.
Yan Xize, who only talks about his father's name, is really like an ignorant playboy. But at this moment, what flashed through his eyes was unusual sensitivity. His body retreated sharply, and his right hand fell diagonally to the left side of his body. There was nothing on his waist, but his right hand made a gesture of drawing a sword.
His speed was not much slower than Lu Ping. When Lu Ping stepped forward again, his right hand, which seemed to be just pretending to draw a sword, had already been raised, and a force of soul swept towards Lu Ping like a knife.
Very strong!
Lu Ping was in a state of hearing loss all the time during the battle. There was no blade in front of him, but in his ears, the sound of the soul force unleashed by Yan Xize's bare hands was the sound of a sharp knife cutting through the air, and it was sharper than any blade he had ever seen.
But Lu Ping did not dodge, and continued to step forward, directly facing the blade.
Yan Xize had a surprised look on his face, but he didn't stop. The blade gathered by the power of soul struck Lu Ping, and Lu Ping was already standing in front of him.
Snap!
The desk behind Lu Ping suddenly broke into two pieces, and a puff of dust suddenly flew up on the white wall a few meters away, revealing a deep half-sword mark.
The other half was cut off by Lu Ping, who used his body to cut it off without hesitation. His clothes were all cut open, but there was no scratch on the flesh inside.
"Stop!" Seeing that Lu Ping wanted to continue moving forward, Yan Xize hurriedly shouted.
Lu Ping stopped and looked at him.
"I'll do it myself." Yan Xize said, turned around, slammed into the window without hesitation, and fell out from the sixth floor of the Fengzhaofeng Building.
The sound of the broken window alarmed many people. Following the sound, they saw a figure falling straight down from the window of the dean's office. A few seconds later, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground echoed throughout the college, but this sound was heard It doesn't look like smashing someone, more like smashing the ground.
Countless heads poked out of the windows of the rooms in the Fengzhaofeng Building, and then they saw Yan Xize leaning upright directly below the window of the dean's office. The ground beneath him was cracked like a spider web and sunk deeply.
Countless heads followed and looked up again. Lu Ping stood there at the broken window of the dean's office, also looking at Yan Xize directly below.
"Master." A figure suddenly landed on the edge of the pit, looked at Yan Xize in the pit, and shouted respectfully.
"Old Wang." Yan Xize replied, then straightened up, stood up, and flicked the dust off his bullet jacket with his hand.
"What are your orders, Master?" Lao Wang asked.
"Can you kill him?" Yan Xize pointed to Lu Ping above.
Lao Wang suddenly looked embarrassed and said very embarrassedly: "I'm afraid this old slave can't do it."
"Where's my dad?" Yan Xize asked again.
"Maybe..." Lao Wang said very uncertainly, obviously not very confident either.
Yan Xize took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at Lu Ping, and suddenly raised his hand and waved.
"Go away," he shouted.
"I won't send it off." Lu Ping said from above.
"Let's go with Lao Wang," Yan Xize said.
"Where are you going, young master?" Lao Wang asked, following him.
"Leave first and then talk."
"yes."
The two people, an old man and a young man, didn't stay for more than a few days at Zhaifeng Academy, and left like this. No one knew what happened, but they saw Lu Ping still standing at the window of the dean's office.
A very powerful knife.
Lu Ping watched an old man and a young man walking towards the outside of the academy, and within his body, the Soul Soul Locking Soul was still busy crazily in order to suppress the power of the sword.
If he had a weapon in his hand, he couldn't resist this sword like this, Lu Ping thought to himself, but then he thought again and shook his head.
Ordinary weapons simply cannot withstand such concentrated soul power, and even ordinary magic weapons may not be able to do anything about it. That’s why that guy’s waist is empty, right?
Lu Ping couldn't help but think of the figure he only had a glimpse of a year ago on the solitary peak at the back of the college.
The long hair fluttering, the black clothes rustling in the wind, and the unsheathed knife hanging on the waist.
There may be only one such knife.
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Good evening and a happy new week. (pretend today is Monday)
