Gaowu Era: After binding the school belle, I lie down and win

now.

On another arena in the Martial Arts Hall, Zhuo Bufan held on to the hilt of his epee, his eyes swept across the audience, and he frowned slightly.

"Where is Yang Jin?!"

After waiting for a long time, there was still a dead silence when he responded.

The magic and martial arts students in the audience were also a little panicked. They looked around, but they couldn't find Yang Jin's figure.

Could it be... Senior Yang Jin was actually scared? !

Just when everyone was suspicious.

"Crack-squeak-like"

The door of the Budokan slowly opened.

"I am coming."

Yang Jin's slightly pale face appeared in everyone's eyes.

Chapter 130 IX When I was appointed by the defeated army, I was ordered to be in danger! (1 update, please order in full)

"Senior Yang Jin is finally here!"

"Senior Yang Jin, come on! Beat them back!"

"Wait... Why is senior Yang Jin's face so ugly? I feel a little bad!"

Some students noticed Yang Jin's abnormality and said in surprise.

Only then did the people around realize Yang Jin's pale face and...

Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still staggered a little.

"Hiss... Could it be that Senior Yang Jin was injured?"

"How is it possible? Who can hurt Senior Yang Jin like this?!"

"There is only one explanation...Senior Yang Jin's dream adventure last night must have gone to chase the wind again? And he died in the dream!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone suddenly became dumbfounded.

In the entire Mowu, there is almost no one who does not know the deeds of Yang Jin's self-torture and penance.

But as his cultivation base gradually became stronger and his spiritual will far surpassed that of ordinary warriors, the threat of mental storms to him has become less and less.

In the past six months, I have never had the experience of dying in a dream.

However, by coincidence, just as God was coming to kick the gym, he unexpectedly died in the dream again, which is rare.

Looking at this appearance, it is estimated that he just got off the bed in the infirmary...

behind the crowd.

Yan Ziyao looked at Yang Jin, who was limping and walking in vain, walking towards the ring with difficulty step by step, her beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment.

Then, she suddenly thought of something, and silently turned to Xu Lin who was helping Jiang He back.

"Smelly brother, did you already know that Yang Jin was injured and would make a fool of himself today?"

"Uh...Teacher, don't swear, I was taken away by you the moment I entered the school!"

Xu Lin's face was full of innocence, and he didn't admit it at all.

"that's true……"

Yan Ziyao also nodded when she heard the words, and withdrew her scrutiny.

"That's right~ I'm just a freshman who is harmless to humans and animals, how could I know so much?"

As soon as Xu Lingang breathed a sigh of relief, he heard 427's faint voice from the witch.

"unless……"

"Yang Jin died in the dream last night...you are behind the scenes!"

Xu Lin was shocked immediately: "Teacher, why are you insulting people's innocence out of thin air! I'm going to call the police!"

"Hmph! Then explain, what happened to your space-type dream spirit just now?"

Yan Ziyao suddenly put her face in front of Xu Lin, staring at him with a pair of seductive and seductive eyes.

"Don't try to lie! Sister, I can read minds~"

"Uh……"

Looking at Yan Ziyao's extremely beautiful face, which is only ten centimeters away from the tip of her nose, like a peach blossom,

Xu Lin blushed and said embarrassingly.

"If I say it's just a coincidence, teacher, do you believe it?"

"Trust me, you bastard, my stinky brother didn't invite me!"

"Hmm... Sure enough, I can't hide from your sharp eyes, teacher. That's right, the space-type dream spirit was accidentally dropped by Senior Yang Jin!"

Xu Lin sighed with a sincere expression.

"I was involved in a mental storm last night, and I happened to see Senior Yang Jin fighting a huge sea beast to the death!"

"I wanted to help the senior, but it's a pity that my strength is shallow and I can't get close at all. I can only watch Senior Yang Jin being brutally murdered by a fierce beast!"

Yan Ziyao chuckled: "So...you don't have the strength to approach, but you have the strength to search for his spoils?"

"Ah this..."

Xu Lin opened his mouth, and then put on a righteous face and said.

"I was afraid that such a precious dream spirit would fall into the hands of others, so I risked my life to snatch it!"

"Then you want to return it to Yang Jin?" Yan Ziyao blinked her peach blossom eyes and said.

"Of course...not to pay back!"

Xu Lin took two steps back nervously, and hugged his little self in "fear".

"I took it with my ability. Teacher, you must not be the heart of the Virgin suddenly flooded, right?"

"Cut! Virtue!"

Yan Ziyao gave him an angry look, stretched out her slender fingers to hook Xu Lin's chin, and said slightly annoyed.

"Smelly brother, who am I when you treat me as a sister?"

"You are my good apprentice, what is Yang Jin?"

"Don't say you picked it up, even if you really snatched it, so what?"

"Yang Jin himself is not as skilled as others, so how can he still come to Xingshi with a shy face and ask the teacher if he can do it?"

Although her voice is still soft and charming, the domineering and protective nature of her words can be seen at a glance.

Xu Lin immediately grasped Yan Ziyao's tender little hand with a "touched" expression.

"Teacher, you are so kind to me! I feel relieved when you say that."

Being attacked suddenly, Yan Ziyao's pretty face flushed slightly, she stretched out her other hand and tapped Xu Lin's head lightly.

"Smelly brother, you're taking advantage of your sister again, aren't you?"

"No way, no way, isn't this too touching for a while~" Xu Lin laughed and let go of his hand.

"Well~ so you are the culprit who caused Yang Jin to be so miserable?"

Yan Ziyao clasped her hands together, a sly gleam flashed in her peach blossom eyes.

"...Teacher, are you talking to me? Is there really no trust between people?"

"Who told you, a stinky brother, to lie to my sister every day! Do you know that you are wrong now?"

"Wrong, then teacher, you will keep the secret for me, right?"

"Then it depends on your performance~"

"Don't worry, teacher, I can't do anything else, but the thief can show it! It's fierce, fierce!"

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I'm sorry teacher, I'm being arrogant again."

……

at the same time.

on the ring.

Zhuo Bufan frowned deeply as he looked at Yang Jin, who was out of breath and pale.

"Are you injured? You're so depressed... Did you die in a mental storm last night?"

"A little accident, nothing serious."

Yang Jin's face was expressionless, his back was still straight, his palms were spread out, and he held them in the air.

Black mist emerged and condensed into a long knife in his palm.

The blade is straight, about three feet long, and the tip of the blade is slightly bent, like a wild goose feather.

Impressively, it is another Tier [-] dream weapon.

It's just that no matter in terms of material or blade light, it is more than a bit worse than Xu Lin's Soul Slaying Knife.

"The name of the knife is to kill demons."

Yang Jin spoke succinctly and made a gesture of preparing for battle, without any intention of retreating to avoid the battle just because he was injured.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan was a little annoyed.

"(aeea) Your current state is less than [-]% of a complete victory. If I fight you now, wouldn't it be invincible?"

"Then you want to give up the game and admit defeat?"

"It's a good idea! Today I'm here to avenge my shame and slap you Mowu in the face!"

"Oh, then there's nothing to say, let's talk after we fight!"

The cold voice fell, and Yang Jin stepped forward, with the blood-colored storm surging with the demon-slaying knife in his hand, and slashed at Zhuo Bufan's head.

"boom--"

The terrifying blasting sound resounded in the entire Budokan for a while.

As soon as he came up, he recklessly resorted to a bloody slash, obviously looking for a quick victory.

Zhuo Bufan immediately understood his intention and his face darkened.

This lunatic Yang!Too much deception!

With a low shout, the black heavy sword tied around his waist was automatically unsheathed, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and it slashed towards the oncoming demon-slaying knife...

now.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, not even daring to take a breath, for fear of affecting Yang Jin's performance.

On the second floor, Li Changfeng's expression didn't look any better. Apart from being dignified, there was also a trace of resentment.

This little bastard!When is it bad to self-torture?Do you have to pick this juncture to self-torture?

And the dream is dead!

With his eyesight of a great master, since Zhuo Bufan's imposing aura when he first got up, he can see it at a glance.

Sword intent!He actually comprehended the sword intent!

No wonder he has been fighting and failing repeatedly, defeating and fighting repeatedly...

Such perseverance must be due to the desire to sharpen his epee sword intent with Yang Jin's hands!

Yang Jin is such a reckless man, it doesn't matter if he is used by others, but in the end he has to give him a complete victory and fulfill his Taoism?

This kid surnamed Zhuo, not only is as tenacious as Yang Jin, but his city is much deeper than Yang Jin's!

It's just... reckless!This kind of talent comes to me, right?

It would be a waste to give it to Mo Huanxiong, an old man!