According to past experience, Lin Sheng's status and cultivation level can suppress this scene.
But I don’t know what happened this time. As soon as he opened his mouth, those foundation building stages exploded.
"Lin Sheng, you first lost to the foreign student Yao Guangshu, and then to the heretic monk Yang Zhao. You have completely disgraced my Yunzhou Academy. What qualifications do you have to speak nonsense in front of us?"
"That's right, anyone who knows a little bit of dignity will find a crack in the ground and slip in."
"It's a pity that there is that person who doesn't know what face is, and he is still talking empty words in front of you and me!"
Lin Sheng's eyebrows stood up as he was squeezed by these people, and his anger surged.
"No matter how useless I am, I was once the leader of Yunzhou Prefecture School. Who do you think you are and dare to bark in front of me!"
As Yang Zhao listened to the verbal exchanges between the two sides, he felt the fire of innocence welling up in his heart, and he covered his eyes in an instant.
She really wanted to slap them all into stickers to relieve her anger.
People here are no longer children. Can’t they tell what the priorities are?
And when facing Lin Sheng's counterattack during those foundation building stages, the malice in his eyes almost flowed out.
"Huh, leader? You have the nerve to take over the leader who was given to you by your illegitimate daughter!"
"The head of the Lin family has no moral integrity and has created an illegitimate daughter. He actually wants to occupy the position of leader of Yunzhou Academy!"
"Who are you scolding for not cultivating personal ethics? How can you, the younger generation, be allowed to talk too much about the elders' affairs? You really think that I don't dare to kill you!"
Lin Sheng let out a cry and invited the magic sword out.
These two sentences angered not only Lin Sheng, but Liu Shou who was sitting next to him and watching the show stopped and jumped out.
"Senior Sister Lin's position as the leader is expected by everyone. Why are you so crazy here? How dare you talk about Senior Sister Lin in public?"
During those foundation building stages, he seemed to get angry with the scolding, and even sacrificed his magic weapon, and even dared to spit out any words.
"We are going crazy! Haha, you, Master Liu, always have your eyes on that illegitimate daughter. Why do you still want to marry an illegitimate daughter? You are not afraid of losing your identity as the son of a noble family!"
"Bah, you two are so slanderous. Senior Sister Lin is such a beautiful pearl. How could I have such dirty thoughts?"
Liu Shou's eyes turned red, and he also sacrificed the magic weapon.
The two sides were talking freely, and they had weapons in their hands. They were brave in their hearts. They didn't know who made the first move, so they fought in one place.
Although there were many people during those foundation building stages, Lin Sheng's cultivation level was more than a step higher than those people. With Liu Shou helping him, the two sides were evenly matched.
These people should be stabbed to death!
Yang Zhao tremblingly held down the dragon gun that was wandering around in his wrist, staring at the fighting crowd with red eyes.
These blind people actually dare to despise themselves. Even if they are a heretic monk, they still suppress them and beat them.
If you dislike me in front of me, do you really think that I, Yang Zhao, have no temper?
How dare you start a fight? You should beat them to convince them.
No..., you can't hit people, at least you can't do it first. If you do it yourself, you won't care. Do you have to give them money to buy a car?
Why should I pay to buy them a car? I have no money, so I have to wait here and let them make the first move. Then they will pay for me to buy a car.
Yes, I have never bought a car in my entire life. What kind of car should I choose?
Wuling Mini? It's a bit small, Yang Yun is sitting in the car with his legs hunched over, and he looks too useless.
Yang Yun..., by the way, where did Yang Yun, that damn brat, go?
I'm about to fight with others, why isn't he by my side? The two of them must have been together whenever they had a fight since they were young. Why isn't Yang Yun here now?
Yang Zhao's heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked around. The desolation reflected in her red eyes was like cold water poured over her head and face.
No, this isn't right.
The dragon gun on her wrist struggled to get out of her control, and black-red blood spread from her wrist to her whole body.
"Calm down for a while!"
Yang Zhao firmly held down the dragon gun that was stirring in his wrist, and turned his head blankly to look at the group of Qi-training students with a pair of scarlet eyes.
At some unknown time, the group of Qi-training students were all armed with sticks and guns. Their faces were full of anger and they moved forward slowly, as if they wanted to surround Yang Zhao.
Can I kill them? Can... no, I can't, how could I want to kill someone?
The eyes that were a little clear at first turned red again after being aroused by those students in the Qi training period.
Murder is illegal and one must go to jail. Maybe if he can wait for them to fight him first, would that be considered legitimate self-defense?
No, Yang Yun wasn't around, could he beat them?
Where is Yang Yun?
"Roar!"
This roar seemed to ring in Yang Zhao's head, making her dizzy and her ears ringing.
Yang Zhao lowered his head numbly, and found that the dragon gun in his wrist had already revealed the image of a dragon. Scarlet blood covered the dragon's body, and the red eyes seemed to contain boundless blood, glaring at her angrily.
But no matter how hard the dragon struggled, it couldn't break free from Yang Zhao's grasp. It shook its head in Yang Zhao's hand and neighed in grief and anger.
Dragon Spear…Master Shen…Yang Yun….
Yang Zhao suddenly felt a chill in the back of her head, and she suddenly jumped forward. The dragon gun appeared in her hand and she swung it behind her.
Choking, choking, choking…
Yang Zhaotiao flew out with a magic sword.
She turned her head suddenly and glared fiercely at the Qi-training student who was the first to attack her.
"Do you really not want to live? If you don't want to live, you can just say it. I will satisfy you, okay?"
"No, no, no..."
"Come on!" I don't know who said it, but the forty Qi-training period people rushed up and surrounded Yang Zhao.
The swords faced each other and arrows and halberds flew together. It seemed that Yang Zhaoli could only be relieved by killing him under the sword.
"No, this isn't right..."
Yang Zhao took out the Fengling Ball from his arms, threw it into the sky and wrapped it around himself.
Those magic weapons hit the Wind Ling Ball one after another, making a dense sound of metal collision, but they did not hurt her at all.
She desperately controlled the trembling dragon gun in her hand, and her scarlet eyes were clear and crazy at times.
"This is definitely not right. How could I, a motivated and law-abiding young man in the 21st century, think of killing?"
"Why am I angry? They beat themselves, why am I angry?"
"Don't be angry. Life is like a play. Hey, how can you recite the next sentence?"
"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony..."
"grass!"
Yang Zhao's forehead suddenly cleared, and the blood-red sky quickly dissipated in front of his eyes.
She looked outside with a sudden realization - these people are crazy!
(End of chapter)
