Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

After the words fell, a sound broke through the air. Gao Yunjing and Lin Xiaoke struggled with each other. For a moment, people in the classroom automatically stood by the wall to make way for the two of them.

The heavy mahogany desk in the secret room was shattered to pieces by the aftermath of the fight between the two.

The two of them were so powerful that sonic booms reverberated in the classroom.

Gao Yunjing's attacks were ruthless, coupled with his rich combat experience and ever-changing situation, Lin Xiaoke could only struggle to deal with it.

At this time, there was an old man standing outside the door. The old man's face was weathered but his figure was still tall and straight. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and leather shoes, and was meticulous.

His expressionless face betrayed his seriousness.

He is the professor teaching this class, but at this moment he did not make a sound to stop the two people who were fighting and just stood quietly outside the door and watched.

Gao Yunjing struck a straight punch, and Lin Xiaoke finally took the opportunity to grab Gao Yunjing's arm, using both hands as hard as steel.

Gao Yunjing's other hand immediately came to rescue him, but Lin Xiaoke's backhand strangled him. Gao Yunjing's middle door opened wide for a moment.

When Lin Xiaoke raised his still mobile hand, Gao Yunjing suddenly made a sound.

"Now that two fingers have stabbed my eyes, this battle is over. You are still the well-deserved eldest brother of Yunhua University's sub-divine department."

Lin Xiaoke was startled and found himself in trouble. If it was true as Gao Yunjing said, then if he continued this move, Gao Yunjing's eyes might be permanently disabled.

But if he hadn't used this move, Gao Yunjing would not have lost the ability to resist at the first moment, and would soon break free and fight back.

After several rounds of fighting, Lin Xiaoke knew that he was definitely no match for Gao Yunjing, if Gao Yunjing hadn't exposed his flaw just now.

He had already lost.

Gao Yunjing had already begun to exert force. The strength of Lin Xiaoke's one arm could never withstand the strength of Gao Yunjing's two arms.

He didn't have much time to choose.

Lin Xiaoke gritted his teeth and no longer hesitated.

boom!

Gao Yunjing finally broke free, and there were two more blood stains on his face. Lin Xiaoke finally did not choose that destructive move.

Instead, he punched him in the nose.

Gao Yunjing didn't care. He took out a handkerchief from his windbreaker and wiped the bleeding blood. As for his nose, the bleeding had already stopped.

After all, a body that has experienced the baptism of divine blood is still very strong.

Gao Yunjing wiped the blood from his face and put the white handkerchief back into his pocket, although he wanted to give up the pretense.

But no, Luo Baiyue gave this to him.

He raised his eyes with disdainful mockery in his eyes, but his tone was gentle and gentle, "Do you want to continue?"

"You win." Lin Xiaoke's arms dropped. Gao Yunjing was much stronger than him. Instead of humiliating himself, it would be better to leave with dignity.

Lin Xiaoke sat down on the single sofa beside him in despair, although he knew that there were many people in the world who were far better than him.

But this was the first time to face such a straightforward failure.

The gap in his heart inevitably made him uncomfortable.

Gao Yunjing, however, was unwilling to let go of this good opportunity to add insult to injury, and walked over to look down at Lin Xiaoke from a high position.

The indifferent voice was like needles falling from the sky. Each one seemed to be less painful, but as long as it moved slightly, it would cause pain all over the body.

"If you were willing to use some vicious tricks, you would have won long ago."

Lin Xiaoke looked up at Gao Yunjing's smiling face. The smile on that face was like a mocking nightmare.

His voice was cold and tough, "I, Lin Xiaoke, will only stick to the justice in my heart, and I will not touch any dirty tricks."

"Then you continue to be righteous." After Gao Yunjing said this, he returned to his seat and crossed his long legs. The whole set of movements was smooth and elegant, like an aristocratic young master.

The professor who had been standing outside the door also coughed and walked in with heavy textbooks.

When the textbooks as thick as bricks were placed neatly on the podium, there was a loud muffled sound. The old man pushed up his glasses and said:

"Since Yunhua University started school earlier, our teachers and students can only meet in advance."

"The teacher who taught you in your freshman year has died in the battle. I am now your new teacher."

The big screen behind the old man switched to an information panel.

Name: Murong An

Age: 94.

Void Spirit: Sequence 102 [Nine Chapters Deduction]

Identity: Professor of the Department of Asian Theology at Yunhua University.

Deeds: ...

"After your freshman year, you already have a certain understanding of the sub-god system, but today I still plan to explain it to you again."

Murong An pressed the page-turning pen and a picture was displayed on the screen.

The creature in the picture is as slender as a poisonous snake, but its abdomen grows slender and sharp legs like a spider, and a single horn grows from its head.

The whole body is covered with fine scales.

Murong An pointed at the creature on the picture, "This is the scorpion dragon in the sub-god lineage. Its maximum strength can probably grow to S level."

"As the dragon clan to which the dragon god Sikong Longxiang belongs, except for the dragon god, the others are all sub-god species, but the scorpion dragon clan is the exception."

"They combined the dragon clan and the scorpion clan to give birth to the sub-god level."

Murong An's course Gao Yunjing can be said to be quite boring. The classification of monsters and beasts is the same as that of humans, ranging from F to S.

What Murong An was talking about was the bloodline of monsters, just like the classification of human ethereal levels.

The highest level is God, known as the Supreme Species.

Next are the sub-god species, of which there are a lot, with the highest strength being S-level, but except for a few such as the dragon race who can reach S-level, most of the others are A-level.

After that, there are the middle species and the lower species, with the highest levels being B to A.

Courses like the sub-god type are generally chosen by high-risk ethereal spirits, because the owners of high-risk ethereal spirits cannot fight against gods, and the main task is to deal with the sub-god species.

This kind of course is meaningless to him. Murong An may not have expected that what he has learned all his life is that he does not know that gods are also divided into levels.

Only true gods such as the wind god, ice god, and dragon god are called supreme gods.

Like the God of Wind and Frost he once killed, they are called hybrids and are inferior gods.

The ones whose bloodlines are more messy have already separated from God.

Gao Yunjing closed his eyes without much interest, while Lin Xiaoke, who was sitting next to him, watched the scene silently.

Occupying the best position and not paying attention to the lecture.

He tries his best to ridicule others when he has no strength.

This kind of person is really dirty!

An hour later, Murong An's heavy and complicated lectures finally came to an end, and he packed up the teaching materials neatly.

"get out of class is over, students!"

At this time, Gao Yunjing stretched out, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Lin Xiaoke with pity in his eyes.

He cursed casually, "What a piece of trash you are looking at!"

"You!" Lin Xiaoke stood up suddenly, his eyes full of anger, and said word by word: "You! Say! What! What?"

"Hey! Are you angry?" Gao Yunjing did not take Lin Xiaoke into his eyes at all, crossed his arms and said condescendingly with a scrutinizing look:

"Say you're a waste!"

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