Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

"Do me a favor."

After Qi Wu Yue gritted his teeth and guessed for a while, his whole body was filled with a cold aura, and he suddenly kicked Luo Huangji.

"You impolite child! Teacher Luo is older than your father, and you don't know how to respect the elderly." Luo Huangji complained, flicking the hem of his clothes at his calf.

"You are indeed older than him, but how did you know about me? The old man in green robe told you." Qi Wu Yue looked at him with an inexplicable look, as if he thought of something, and then said something inexplicably.

The old man, Baicao Zhenren, is really a man who doesn't keep his mouth shut. He was able to spread his nonsense about his life so that everyone in the academy knows about it.

"Master Baicao has a problem. He speaks the truth after drinking. Whenever he is drunk, he will hold people's hands and tell them the things he doesn't want others to know." Luo Huangji said with a smile.

Qi Wu Yue had a blank expression on his face, thinking that next time he could get the person drunk and ask him where the immortal spiritual plant was hidden.

"Can you help Teacher Luo?" Luo Huangji curved his eyebrows and smiled like an old fox. "Oh, Teacher Luo likes to help children the most. Tell me about it."

Qi Wu Yue pointed at Xiao Lin and said, "Tell him a message, and pass it to his sea of ​​consciousness."

"Pass what? Make him give up the game?" Luo Huangji's tone was joyful, and he couldn't wait any longer.

If I continue beating him, I’ll hurt my hand. It would be a shame to have such good cooking skills.

Qi Wu Yue half-lifted his eyelids, "What are you thinking about? It's just a mental method."

Luo Huangji was immediately disappointed, and then pretended to be pretentious and said: "No, Mr. Luo's cultivation is so low, how can it be hidden from the eyes of the judge? It would be so bad if he was caught."

He waved his hand and said, "Besides, there are isolation formations on the trial platform. It won't work."

Qi Wu Yue looked at him pretending, held his chin and sighed, "Your illusion can't even escape the golden stone tablet. I thought Mr. Luo's illusion was unrivaled in the world, but it turns out it's not working."

"Well, that's nonsense. Although there are obstacles on the stage, my illusion is still fine. But it's not good to do something in front of so many academy elders and under the eyes of the judges. I am an upright academy teacher. My teacher ethics and reputation are ranked first in the academy every year, and I am deeply supported by the students."

Luo Huangji maintained a righteous face, but his wandering eyes, glancing left and right, completely betrayed him.

"I'll let you eat for free, and I won't charge you any spirit stones." Qi Wu Yue retracted his gaze and promised.

For some time before, Luo Huangji had been dreaming of joining the free-eating team. Of course, compared with Gu Xiaodi and the little golden man, he was very poor.

I don't know why he is poor though.

In short, he couldn't take out the spirit stones, and he was struggling to get the magic weapons.

Qi Wu Yue decisively kicked him out of the group of freeloaders.

As expected, upon hearing this, Teacher Luo immediately sat up straight and said, "It's just a spiritual barrier. I'm ready. Let's start the transmission now."

Qi Wu Yue frowned: "Wait."

Luo Huangji glanced at the stage and said, "Are you not in a hurry? That kid has been beaten to a bloody mess. Tsk tsk, it's horrible to see~"

He clicked his tongue twice, cracking the melon seeds with great interest and without any sympathy.

Qi Wu Yue's mood was already terrible, and it became even more tense after hearing this.

But he never endured a bad mood. He raised his hand and flipped over Luo Huangji's melon seed plate, his eyes cold, "Would you like to try another one?"

The colored glaze jade plate was delicate and fragile, and it immediately broke into pieces.

Luo Huangji looked regretful. He covered his chest and squeezed out two non-existent tears.

While saying "waste is shameful", he stretched out his fingers to pick up the few scattered melon seeds and rubbed them clean on his half-worn robe, which was really disgusting to watch.

The jade bones are sealed and can only be broken by the combined efforts of both inside and outside.

From the inside, circulate the spiritual skills to mobilize the strength within the bones.

From the outside, it will suffer a lot of attacks from the outside world.

"boom"

Xiao Lin raised his elbow to block the fierce attack, and his body rubbed against the table and took a few steps back.

The flesh of the attacked part was like broken porcelain, with large bloody cracks spreading out.

The exposed skin is shocking to the naked eye.

As for those areas covered by the robe, bloodstains seeped through the white clothes, dotted like red plum blossoms.

The female students in the audience were so distressed by this that compared to the unimpressive reckless man next to him, the handsome young fellow looked beautiful even when he was injured. Although he was beaten, he did not look embarrassed at all.

Little Butterfly held up a corner of her sleeve to watch with great interest, and commented hotly: F*ck! The broken look, the battle-damaged makeup, so miserable, so handsome, so cool.

Suddenly she felt the cold getting worse and curled up inward.

Qi Wu Yue looked calm, even indifferent, but the suppressed murderous intent in his heart surged to his head several times.

He squeezed the silver bell on his wrist and thought coldly.

Anyway, this beating is bound to happen sooner or later, so we might as well take this opportunity to get rid of it all at once, so that the beating won't be wasted.

I thought so, but I watched as the silent chill emanating from Qi Wu Yue's body became even stronger.

With his eyes narrowed, his unhappy mood reached its peak.

He put the finger bone to his lips and bit it, suppressing the rising instinct to protect his calf.

Qi Wu Yue thought irritably, "Why doesn't he go fight Lu Chang Jue?"

Luo Huangji smiled: "Look at what you said, you are not stupid."

Just like you pick the softest persimmons to squeeze, you naturally also pick the ones that are easy to mess with.

Lu Changjue is the young master of the main line of the Lu family. The Lu family, one of the top ten families, is behind him. In the entire outer courtyard, only Bing Chenji, the only son, can be compared with him in terms of preciousness.

Oh no.

Now there is also the lifeblood of Xiku and the useless little golden egg of Ning family.

Of course, the latter two keep a low profile and few people know about them.

The battle on the stage was intense for a while, as if it was not a fight between sword cultivators and Buddhist cultivators.

It turned out to be a bloody battle between two physical cultivators to test their physical strength.

You hit me with a sword, and I hit you with a bell.

See who has the toughest bones and who can bear the most.

No one cried out in pain, every blow hit the flesh and every punch drew blood.

Both of them were bleeding.

But in comparison, the mechanic's injury was only a minor one, while Xiao Lin's...

It's about to break.

Especially the two arms covered with cracks, which look like they will break into skin fragments at any minute, which makes people feel nervous.

But because the bones were too hard, even under the violent attack, Xiao Lin's entire body of bones remained intact.

Therefore, the injuries were reflected on the body as torn flesh and blood, dripping from the body, which was a horrifying sight.

Obviously Xiao Lin also discovered this.

Sometimes, there is not enough time to swing the sword, so people just use bones to bear the attack.

The bronze bell turned into golden light and crashed towards them.

The tattered intermediate-level spiritual sword left in his hand would definitely not be able to stop it.

In order to avoid the fate of being chopped by someone without a magic sword, Xiao Lin put away his sword without thinking, and knocked the attacking bronze bell away with a punch.

It was like the collision of metal and stone, each one harder than the other, and the sounds were crisp, loud and sharp.

Large chunks of flesh were scraped off his arm, but the blood-soaked bones were completely intact.

Xiao Lin shook his fist expressionlessly, his palms were numb.

The students in the audience gave a thumbs up: He would rather get hurt than destroy the last spiritual sword!

A role model for swordsmanship among us!