Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 94 Want to Know Xiao Ning's Technique
Therefore, any deputy dean invited to attend a class is enough to make ordinary students ecstatic.

However, Feng Ting said to the young man: "This senior brother, let senior sister go with you."

"Vice-principal Zuo explained, please invite Junior Brother Feng Ting and Junior Sister Xin Han to attend the class." The young man said solemnly.

The academician was a little anxious, walked over, and said to Feng Ting with a solemn expression: "Feng Ting, Vice President Zuo invited you to attend the class, so don't delay any longer, go quickly."

Feng Ting hesitated for a moment, then turned to Qiu Tan and said, "I'm going to attend class first."

As he spoke, he pulled Xin Han's hand and walked towards the stairs.

The young man nodded slightly to Qiu Tan and the academician, and followed Feng Ting.

Qiu Tan didn't look at Feng Ting again, but walked towards the stairs on the fourth floor, as if he had never been here before.

At this moment, the academician's slightly frowning brows relaxed.

Those who quietly watched the excitement also continued to read, and the third floor returned to calm again.

The young man left Zangshu Pavilion with Feng Ting and Xin Han, and walked towards a tall building in the distance.

On the way, the young man naturally had to introduce himself. His name is Duan Ping, he is a student of Vice President Zuo, and he is also the younger brother of Duan He from yesterday.

Although they are brothers, they look alike, and the age difference is only one year, but this Duan Ping is obviously more talented, he is already a middle-level Huaren, and he does not have the arrogance of Duan He.

On the way, it is inevitable that someone will pay attention to Feng Ting and the three of them. Now many people know Feng Ting and Xin Han even more.

Because Xin Han is now the number one beauty of Guangling College, whether it is a male student or a female student, it is inevitable to take a closer look.

After a while, the three of them walked into the building and went upstairs until they reached the [-]th floor, which was also the highest floor of the building.

When I arrived at the back door of a classroom, I heard the sound of someone lecturing from the room.

Duan Ping didn't even knock on the door, and entered through the back door with Feng Ting and Xin Han.

There were only eight people in the class, and the lecturer was naturally Zuo Hu, who was explaining a sword move.

Seeing Feng Ting and others coming in, he stopped his lecture, and only continued to explain after Feng Ting and others sat down.

Xin Han listened very carefully. Before entering Guangling College, she didn't dare to hear the vice president's lecture.

These eight people in the classroom must all be gifted students.

Feng Ting was not as serious as Xin Han. After listening for a while, he decided to leave to deliver the pill to Xiao Ning.

Just at this time, Zuo Hu seemed to have something to do, so he walked out of the classroom.

Feng Ting whispered to Duan Ping beside him: "I'll go out for a while and take care of my senior sister."

Duan Ping didn't expect Feng Ting to leave, he paused for a while, didn't dare to speak, and nodded slightly.

Feng Ting approached Xin Han again, wanting to tell Xin Han that he had to leave first.

At this moment, a student in green shirt sitting in front of Feng Ting turned around, glared at Feng Ting, and made a silent gesture to Feng Ting.

Feng Ting pretended not to see, and continued to explain to Xin Han: "Senior Sister Xin, I'll go out for a while."

"Yeah." Xin Han also knew that he shouldn't speak, so he nodded slightly and responded softly.

The student in green shirt who reminded Feng Ting turned his head, looked at Feng Ting with raised eyebrows, and said angrily in a low voice, "Get out immediately."

Although the voice is not high, but because there are only eleven students in this class, and there is a word "roll", this sentence is extremely explosive.

Everyone cast their gazes over, except for Xin Han, Feng Ting, and Duan Ping, the others were very dissatisfied.

They also all thought that the boy shouldn't have spoken in Vice President Zuo's class.

Feng Ting wanted to leave quietly, but the word "scroll" made him very uncomfortable.

He looked at the student in the blue shirt and said, "I can say what I want to say, and I can leave when I want to, can you control me?"

"You are too presumptuous!"

The student thought that Feng Ting would leave obediently, but he didn't expect Feng Ting to dare to talk back, and he was so annoying.

He stood up abruptly, glaring at Feng Ting angrily.

If it weren't for beating someone in class, he would be expelled from the academy, and he would kill someone.

"Don't think that just because you are wearing this green shirt, you can pretend to be arrogant just because you are a genius." Feng Ting said coldly.

"I'm not a genius. Could it be that you are a genius?" The angry face of the student in the green shirt changed.

Xin Han gently pulled Feng Ting's arm, signaling Feng Ting to stop making noise.

Feng Ting looked at the writing on the blackboard written by Zuo Hu, and said disdainfully, "I'm not a genius, but I know what you're learning right now is rubbish."

"How dare you say what Dean Zuo said is rubbish!"

The student was trembling with anger. He was afraid that he would do something in class, so he held his right arm tightly with his left hand.

Feng Ting said casually: "This kind of sword move is simply wrong to let the spiritual power go away. It will only delay the attack time."

"You are just a martial artist, how can you know such a mysterious sword technique!"

Feng Ting pointed to the writing on the blackboard and said: "Let the spiritual power reach an inch directly, and you can launch an attack in the shortest time. It is definitely faster than leaving the sea of ​​​​qi."

"You arrogant young man, if you don't leave, I will throw you out even if I fight hard to be punished."

Feng Ting said casually: "I will go, but it is definitely not because I am afraid of being thrown out by you, but because I have more important things to do."

"roll!"

Unexpectedly, the student cursed again casually, and now Feng Ting's expression changed.

He looked at the student coldly, and said: "Before I leave, let you idiot know what an idiot is. I will compete with you now. I use my spiritual energy to walk an inch, and you use my spiritual power to walk away. , Let’s see if it’s you or me.”

"Let's go out and fight." The student raised his hand.

"We're just trying each other, it's not a fight, it's over in the blink of an eye." Feng Ting raised his hand as he spoke.

This student was also very angry. When he saw Feng Ting raised his hand, he also raised his hand. He followed Zuo Hu's instructions and let his spiritual power go away.

Feng Ting let the spiritual energy move by inches, and launched an attack with the fastest speed, releasing the spiritual energy from the inch.

"brush."

The aura is invisible, but all the people present are spiritual practitioners above the blade level, and they can all feel the aura gushing out.

"brush."

After the spiritual energy spewed out, the spiritual power of the student in the blue shirt came out vigorously.

Although powerful, the speed is obviously slow.

Everyone was stunned. Although the randomness of this competition was too strong, it could not fully represent the speed of the two.

But Feng Ting's speed just now was indeed too fast, which has completely exceeded the speed that a martial arts practitioner should have.

"Did you see? If I were a spiritual cultivator, I could kill you with this speed alone." Feng Ting beheaded the student in the blue shirt.

"Try again." The student in the blue shirt refused to admit it.

"Try a hundred more times, this way of venting the sea of ​​qi is also a way of suicide." Feng Ting said disdainfully.

"you……!"

Although the green shirt student was extremely angry, he wanted to vomit blood.

Except for Xin Han, everyone else is secretly trying the method mentioned by Feng Ting at this moment, so that their spiritual power can directly reach an inch.Although there is some resistance, it is obviously faster than Daqihai.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes flickering, not knowing why.

How sharp Feng Ting's eyes were, how keen his perception was, he could see the difference in the expressions of the people, and he also felt that the people were secretly using their spiritual power, so he knew that these people were trying the method he said.

He said to the student in the blue shirt: "Idiot, everyone has tried it, you might as well ask."

Hearing this, the student in green shirt subconsciously looked at the crowd, and found that their expressions were wrong, he couldn't help being shocked.

At this time, Zuo Hu walked into the classroom. He looked at the students in blue shirts and Feng Ting who stood up, and without speaking, he picked up the eraser and began to erase the blackboard writing he had just written.

The student in the green shirt sat down immediately, his face was like a puddle of water, and his heart was like a bottomless deep pool.

Feng Ting nodded to Xin Han who was beside him, and with a sway, he went out through the back door.

Zuo Hu wiped the writing on the blackboard, turned back slowly, but did not look at the crowd, but said: "Let's talk about the method of refining Huaxuan Dan."

Before finishing the cultivation method just now, he suddenly started to talk about the art of refining medicine, and this technique of refining medicine is not the strong point of Vice President Zuo.

Although everyone remained calm, they could vaguely feel that Vice President Zuo probably didn't want to continue talking about the sword move just now.

The classroom was as quiet as ever, but everyone felt that it was a little different from the past.

Even Xin Han felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

She knew that all of this should be related to the sword move just now.

She thought to herself, don't know where Feng Ting went?He seemed to really have something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have left in such a hurry.

Not long after, Feng Ting quietly walked out of the back door of Guangling College, and casually walked towards the downtown area three miles away.

Because there were no shops and few pedestrians around Guangling College, Feng Ting could see very far and had a clear perception of the surroundings.

Not long after, he arrived at the busy city, turned left and turned right, and after going around in a circle, he entered the inn.

When he came to the door of that remote room, he pushed the door open and entered without knocking.

Xiao Ning was still dressed in black, which made his already thin body look even weaker.

Feng Ting sat down, took out a pill box, and put it on the table.

Xiao Ning picked up the pill box and gently opened it. His dark face was illuminated by the light released from the pill box, and even his indifferent eyes had a little warmth, but these were all fleeting.

She then said, "Even if you have a lot of panaceas, you don't need to put both panaceas in one pill box, right?"

"This is more convenient." Feng Ting's answer was simple.

"Wouldn't it be because of the mixed release that the potency of the medicine will decrease? Or it will be mixed into poison?" Xiao Ning said.

"of course not."

Xiao Ning frowned, and changed the subject coldly: "I feel that after taking these two Huaxuan pills, I will be able to break through."

"Eat two at the same time, I'm afraid your meridians won't be able to withstand the impact." Feng Ting reminded.

"You stay and take care of it." Xiao Ning said casually.

Feng Ting heard the words, but said with a helpless smile: "Okay."

Xiao Ning looked at Feng Ting, and said impatiently, "I didn't ask you to stay in the room."

"You want me to protect you at the door?" Feng Ting asked back.

"Ah."

"Then I'd better go." Feng Ting said as he got up and was about to leave.

"Okay, you stay, I'll go to the next door." Xiao Ning got up and walked out of the room.

(End of this chapter)