Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 118
Not all of the students watching the battle could see everything clearly, because it was too fast.

But after seeing those people clearly, they all felt the danger of Feng Ting.

Fan Sanjia was obviously not an arrogant person. Since he couldn't kill people, it was better to attack lightly.

According to the current situation, Feng Ting doesn't even have a chance to fight back. With his speed alone, how long can he last as a martial artist?

The situation on the field, in the eyes of most people, the outcome has already been decided.

Feng Ting also felt that if Fan Sanjia was ruthless, he wouldn't last long.

But Fan Sanjia obviously didn't want to hurt him, he just wanted to tell the winner.

At this moment, even if he was scratched by the spiritual power, he would still be considered a loser, and the competition would be over.

"Scrub."

Although Fan Sanjia's attack speed was not strong, it was getting faster and faster, and it was exceptionally smooth, one spiritual power after another, it looked like he was weaving a net, trying to catch Feng Ting.

The academician next to him suddenly said: "If there is no winner for a long time, the weaker attack will lose."

This is the rule of Lingwu Hall, and basically pronounced Feng Ting's failure.

It was a pity for many people to think that this young man who had caused many accidents would leave the academy.

More people are worried, will the number one beauty, Xin Han, also leave?If so, it can only show that this young man is too attractive.

"stop."

Suddenly, the academician shouted and stopped the discussion.

Fan Sanjia and Feng Ting were very obedient, and they separated.

Although it was a bit faster, it was also a good thing for Feng Ting.It is much better to lose without being able to attack than to lose due to injury.

The academician stepped forward and said, "Feng Ting's attack is weak, and Fan Sanjia wins."

For some reason, as soon as these words came out, many people looked at Xin Han.

The No. [-] beauty's eyes were obviously a little dim, and her disappointment can be imagined.

"Academician, I don't agree."

Feng Ting spoke at this moment.

When the academician heard this, he frowned: "Attacking the strong wins, this is the rule of Lingwu Hall."

"Although this is the rule of the Lingwu Hall, has there ever been a person in the Lingwu Hall who has challenged a martial artist at the beginning of the Nether Cave?" Feng Ting asked.

"of course not."

"Then academician, can you tell me how much better the lower level of the Underworld Cave is than the higher level of the Dou Wang?" Feng Ting continued to ask.

When the academician heard this, he seemed to understand what Feng Ting meant, but he didn't answer right away.

Feng Ting replied by himself: "The world believes that any low-level Huaren can defeat a high-level Dou Wang at will. But now, Brother Sanjia, as a powerful low-level Nether Cave, has not defeated me, but I have been sentenced. I lost, which makes me unconvinced."

When the people around heard this, they thought it made sense.

In fact, there was no winner in this duel, it was only because of Fan Sanjia's strong attack power that Fan Sanjia was judged to win.

This was extremely unfair to a weak person like Feng Ting.

The academician said solemnly: "This is the rule of Lingwu Hall."

Feng Tingqi Yu Xuanang said: "When the Lingwutang established the rules, it must have never thought that there are martial arts practitioners who can match the first level of the Nether Cave. If they thought about it, the people who set the rules would definitely not think that I lost. "

Xin Han smiled slightly, and only now did she understand why Feng Ting was so confident.

Duan Ping next to him also laughed, Feng Ting is really smart, he can act so confidently.

The academician looked at Feng Ting with anger, and said, "If you lose, you lose. You scoundrels are not worthy of being a college student."

Feng Ting said indifferently: "Just because I am a college student, if I accept this result like this, I will discredit the college."

"Feng Ting, you are just a student, can you represent the academy everywhere?"

"Does the academician think that only those strong students are members of Guangling College, and we weak people are not worthy of being students of Guangling College?" Feng Ting looked at the academician calmly.

The academician said coldly: "Since you are not convinced, then fight again."

Feng Ting shook his head and said: "Academician, you are the one who stopped the discussion. You think this discussion is over, and I don't think the academician will go back on his word. If Senior Brother Sanjia wants to compete with me again, it can only be regarded as the next one. Because this game is over."

The academician's face was extremely ugly, and he was powerless to refute.

Feng Ting looked at the academician and said, "Since there is no winner in the duel, why can't it be judged to be a tie?"

"The rule of Lingwu Hall is that the winner must be determined." The academician said angrily.

Feng Ting looked at the academician and said solemnly: "Academician, we are actually outside the Lingwu Hall."

When the academician heard this, he was stunned. He didn't expect Feng Ting to take advantage of this loophole.

Among the crowd, many people laughed.They found that the first beauty also smiled.She is even more beautiful when she smiles, Feng Ting is really lucky.

Even Fan Sanjia couldn't help frowning, looking helplessly at Feng Ting.

For a moment, the huge square looked a little ridiculous.

"Academician, since you have no objection, I'll go first." Feng Ting walked towards Xin Han as he said.

"stop!"

The academician looked at Feng Ting's back with cold anger in his eyes.

"Academician, see you tomorrow."

Feng Ting didn't stop, but went straight to Xin Han.

"Feng Ting, this is not a place where you just leave."

The academician flew over and landed in front of Feng Ting.

When everyone saw it, their hearts were shocked.The academician wouldn't attack Feng Ting, would he?The college does not have this tradition.

Feng Ting looked at the academician calmly: "Academician, do you want to challenge me?"

"Feng Ting, you must accept my punishment." The academician said angrily, "Otherwise, I don't mind punishing you."

Feng Ting smiled slightly: "Academician, if you challenge me, I will accept your challenge."

"It's not a challenge, it's a punishment." The academician was furious.

For some reason, everyone felt that this academician had gone too far.

It's just a sparring match, although the winner has to be decided, but as a weakling, Feng Ting has enough reasons to retreat unscathed.

He was so hard on Feng Ting, the feeling of being bullied was too obvious.

At this moment, everyone saw a tall man suddenly appear, standing between the academician and Feng Ting.

Vice President Left!

Everyone was surprised, and the vice president did not have the tradition of coming to Lingwu Hall.

Zuo Hu looked at Feng Ting, then turned his gaze to the academician: "What Feng Ting said is not unreasonable."

"Vice President Left." The academician bowed and saluted.

Zuo Hu continued: "Feng Ting is a master of martial arts, and he was invincible before the initial stage of the Nether Cave. It would be too unfair to say that he lost."

The academician frowned and said in a low voice, "Vice President Zuo said so."

"Well, that's it." After Zuo Hu finished speaking, he walked out.

Feng Ting also took Xin Han's little hand at this moment, and walked out.

The academician raised his head and looked at the backs of the three people. Apart from unwillingness, there was more anger in his eyes.

Soon, the background of Zuo Hu disappeared.

Then, the backs of Feng Ting and Xin Han also disappeared.

The academician then turned around and walked towards the Lingwu Hall alone.

Fan Sanjia shook his head helplessly, and walked out of the square.

The many students also dispersed quietly at this time.

But this quietness is temporary. After leaving, tonight's sparring has become one of their favorite things to talk about.

Feng Ting's strength, Feng Ting's wisdom, and Feng Ting's self-confidence will all make them hot topics of conversation.

Especially the appearance of Zuo Hu was really surprising.

At this moment, Zuo Hu had already returned to a building. In front of him was an old man with white beard and hair, dressed in a gray robe, and looked very kind, just like an elder next door.

"Zuo Hu, have you noticed a problem?" The old man turned his back to Zuo Hu and said.

"What question?" Zuo Hu was stopped by this sudden question.

"Feng Ting is somewhat similar to those three troublemakers 30 years ago." The old man said.

Hearing this, Zuo Hu also showed a smile on his brows and eyes: "There are indeed some similarities, they are all so unruly, and they are all so arrogant."

The old man smiled and said, "It's always so reasonable."

Zuo Hu smiled and said: "Yes, this also shows that they are all smart people. I was far from the three of them back then."

"Haha..." The old man laughed happily.

Zuo Hu said with some regret: "Unfortunately, Feng Ting is just a martial artist."

The old man stopped laughing, and also frowned slightly: "With Feng Ting's intelligence and talent, it shouldn't be a problem for him to lead the spirit into the sea."

"Yeah! I'm also very strange." Zuo Hu showed an inexplicable expression.

"Could it be that he was plotted by someone to step into the first stage of Douwang for no reason?" said the old man.

"He is so smart, will he be calculated?"

"Haha... that's right! He is the only one who counts others, how can others count him?" The old man also felt that his judgment was too ridiculous.

Zuo Hu said: "I see Feng Ting's appearance, he doesn't seem to feel any regrets about not becoming a spiritual practitioner."

The old man said with a smile: "Haha, this looks like the bearing he should have."

"Feng Ting is indeed a remarkable young man, but unfortunately, he just doesn't want to make friends with Hong Ben." Zuo Hu said helplessly.

"This is also very similar to the three troublemakers back then."

"That's right! I begged them for a year before they recognized me as a senior brother." Zuo Hu said with a mocking smile.

"Haha...Your senior brother is really shameless."

"With the three of them, I can't take care of face." Zuo Hu's eyes shone brightly.

The old man's eyes suddenly darkened: "But it's a pity, the three of them left us just like that."

"Yes!" Zuo Hu's expression dimmed instantly.

The old man looked out the window and at the sky, his bright eyes seemed to penetrate time and space.

Zuo Hu sighed in his heart, and his thoughts returned to 30 years ago.

At that time, Guangling College was even more famous than Central College.

It's all because of those three teenagers who make Guangling Academy shine.

The old man suddenly said silently: "30 years have passed, it seems to be another reincarnation."

Zuo Hu didn't quite understand, but just looked at the old man silently.

The old man continued: "He may not be as stunning and talented as they are, and he is so powerful that he can suffocate the young people. But I think he may be able to conquer this Heavenly Book Conference."

(End of this chapter)