Lin Ming's points continued to jump. After stabilizing, the numbers were fixed at...
65!
Glancing at the light blue jade plaque on Lin Ming's waist, Long Zhan smiled bitterly and said, "I promised that I would help you, but it seems that I didn't help you much and instead became a burden."
Lin Ming waved his hand, "Brother Long, you're welcome. Without you and me fighting, I wouldn't be able to truly get a glimpse of the artistic conception."
"Is it really just a prototype?" Long Zhan didn't believe it.
In his opinion, Lin Ming was secretive and liked to hide his clumsiness in everything. However, the things he didn't hide were already beyond the reach of others.
Therefore, Long Zhan must ask clearly.
Lin Ming looked at Long Zhan's eyes carefully, making the latter feel guilty, and then said: "Don't worry, I really only saw the embryonic form of the artistic conception."
After a pause, Lin Ming took a step back and said with a smile:
"Today I don't know the name of my artistic conception, and this is the best proof."
"Indeed, I once heard the elders in my family say that if the name of artistic conception is not obvious, it is not a real artistic conception. The artistic conception of each strong martial artist is unique. Artistic conception is related to things like sword intention, fist intention, and knife intention. The world of difference is the most unique mark of a warrior."
Long Zhan's eyes flashed with memories, and he suddenly thought of a serious problem.
"Brother Lin, you are already so strong, so wouldn't I be a bit redundant? Are you going to harvest my points right away?"
"That sounds quite reasonable. Then let Brother Ming collect your points quickly. I don't want Brother Ming to have a few more followers." The little guy raised his paws and poked his head out from behind Lin Ming's neck. Xixi stared at Long Zhan.
The corner of Long Zhan's mouth twitched slightly, "But I am really unwilling to be eliminated like this. I still want to absorb today's digestion and fight Brother Lin a few more times in the future."
The little guy clenched his upper and lower teeth and stared at Long Zhan with his mouth closed.
Before the word "No" could be uttered out of his mouth, Lin Ming pressed his palm on its forehead and rubbed it gently.
The little guy narrowed his eyes comfortably.
Lin Ming said: "According to what we agreed earlier, Brother Long Zhan can stay if he wants to. In fact, the decision has not yet been made. The Dan Academy and the Spear Academy are still intact. The three strongest members of the Sword Academy have escaped. There are still twenty or thirty people in the secret realm, it’s hard to say whether there are masters hidden among them.”
The implication is that Long Zhan can stay.
Long Zhan smiled broadly, cupped his hands, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin."
…………
The main square of Xuanwen Sword Academy.
The names of the ink paintings in the sky are decreasing one after another.
But that's not the point.
The focus is on the person at the top.
One person dominates one hospital!
"He is indeed the Qilin'er of the Lin family. In the past, some people doubted that he would not return to Ningjing. They said that he was a genius who had fallen away and would come back without face. Now facts speak louder than words."
"After three years of silence in the Xuanwen Academy, once he returns, he has a courage that is unparalleled in the world. This is my good man from Ningguo."
"The head of the Lin family is truly blessed. This Young Master Lin Ming is his own son. With such an outstanding person alive, the Lin family will be even more prosperous."
Xuanwen Sword Academy is located in the capital of Ningguo. Most of the various dignitaries under the canopy around the square are from Ningguo.
Of course, I have no hesitation in praising Ning Guoerlang.
Li Jingtao was so proud that he stood up and raised his hands to clasp his fists.
"Oh, actually when I first fell in love with Lin Ming, I wanted to lure him to the remote area of our Xuanwen Academy. There were a lot of twists and turns. It took a lot of hard work and persuasion to convince him."
As he said that, Li Jingtao raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
"It seemed like someone said something back then? Let me think about it, let me think about it."
"He said that not entering the Xuanwen Sword Academy would be Lin Ming's biggest loss in his life. He also uttered strange words and said that the elders of the Lin family could not teach his descendants well."
Monk Bua's complexion was as black as black iron. These words were what he said three years ago.
Moreover, not many people know about it.
It can be said that in the entire main square of Xuanwen Sword Academy, under every canopy around, everyone in Ningjing has heard about it.
Seeing this scene, everyone didn't know what Li Jingtao meant.
Naked and taking the opportunity to retaliate!
He is well-founded and has the right time, place, and people surrounding him.
Monk Bua's temples were raised a few inches, and several blue and black tendons were condensed into lumps.
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump again! !
He was extremely angry but had to suppress it in his heart. Monk Bua felt extremely uncomfortable.
The gossip of the people around him was particularly painful in his ears.
Li Jingtao's adding fuel to the fire hit a sore spot.
It was as if someone stabbed him in the heart, then pulled it out, poured hot chili oil on it, stabbed it again, pulled it out again, poured it in it again, and stabbed it again... the cycle repeats.
Monk Bua: (╯°O°)╯┻━┻
Damn hindsight!
Who wouldn't say such a thing?
The corners of his mouth twitched repeatedly. This was still true to the dean's demeanor, and he wouldn't say anything back even if he was beaten to death.
Li Jingtao was holding back his anger and irritated the monk one sentence after another.
Finally, he suddenly changed the subject and asked in a stern voice: "You don't seem to know your own fault at all. You are really hopeless."
The spiritual energy stirs up the sound, forming the effect of a large sound-transmitting loudspeaker, sweeping through the ears of everyone around.
What kind of gunpowder did this old guy take?
Monk Bua frowned, "That's almost enough. Don't push too far into my Sword Academy's territory."
"Your sword academy?" Li Jingtao's voice was like thunder, blowing his long beard, "As the dean, I sent a total of 55 students into the secret realm, and now 52 of them are dead, but you... seem to be untouched. Are you worthy of being the dean?"
"I will check." Monk Bua's robes vibrated, whirring like a bellows beating.
"Let's check, how did the points go? Where did they go? It's clear at a glance. All the people in your Xuanwen Sword Academy died at the hands of the people in the Sword Academy, not even a single person survived. But what did you do? Nothing, nothing! "
Li Jingtao turned his body sideways and looked at the others.
"Let me ask you, don't you feel chilled when you see the dean of Xuanwen Sword Academy like this? A teacher who can't arouse emotions for his students is nothing but a teacher."
Murder and heart-wrenching!
Monk Bua had to retort.
However, several hazy figures appeared in the square, wearing robes from the Xuanwen Sword Academy.
These people were all released after Lin Ming smashed the jade token.
Luo Chun flashed past and appeared beside them.
"Look, Bian Guo Sword Academy also knows how to be a teacher," Li Jingtao pointed at Luo Chun, and lightly traced his finger on Monk Bu'a. "And you don't understand."
Monk Bua clenched his back teeth and pumped up his sword energy.
However, Li Jingtao ignored him at all, and the people around him also turned their attention away.
The few surviving students of Xuanwen Sword Academy recounted their experiences in the secret realm.
It focused on a few things -
1. A strange phenomenon occurred in the secret realm, and the cause cannot be guessed.
Second, Long Zhan stood alone in the sky, blocking everyone in the Sword Academy.
Third, the Sword Academy's plan was a great success and almost all the people in Xuanwen Sword Academy were wiped out.
Fourth, the Chief of the Sword Academy showed up with his soul lost, and slashed through the Dragon Fighting Golden Body with one strike. However, the situation was reversed for Lin Ming. Within ten breaths, Lin Ming crossed the realm and killed the four major members of the Sword Academy, including the Chief of the Sword Academy. A master who shocked everyone in the Sword Academy.
When several students from the Sword Academy spoke, their voices were mixed with a little trembling, and they were full of awe for Lin Ming, as if surviving from Lin Ming's hands was the most difficult thing in the world.
Suddenly, needles could be heard falling in the large square.
Everyone couldn't believe that in the battle of young people, the power of one person could be so terrifying.
The strong men around had different expressions, their thoughts were spinning, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.
Monk Bua's face was extremely ugly, his pupils dilated and shrank, shrunk and dilated several times.
Whatever he feared will come true, and his worst assumptions have become reality!
