Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

Hearing these words, Lin Ping'an's expression remained calm, he nodded slightly and spoke calmly.

Yeah! Very cool!

I'm Lin Ping'an, a freshman in the creative department, mid-level fourth grade.

Hearing this, several people took a breath of air.

Although this matter has been heard for a long time, when the person involved personally admitted it, he still couldn't help but exclaim in various exclamations.

Mid-level fourth grade? Amazing! This is really amazing!

As expected of this year’s top civil and military scholar, this is too terrifying!

After building the bridge of the five internal organs in one go, I directly crossed the first stage of the fourth grade. It's too scary!

...

On the side, Su Die stood with arms folded, a nonchalant expression on his face, and a trace of determination in his tone.

I'm just telling you! Why do you think you are so strong? Tell me! Did you hide your strength during the exam?

As expected of the person who invented the Breaking Breath Jue, you are indeed a little bitch.

Lin Pingan shrugged without any explanation.

Neither denying nor admitting, just letting them make up their own minds.

As his fighting power became stronger and stronger, he also began to gradually reveal his true martial arts realm.

The eighth-grade grandmaster's combat power is enough to protect himself. Even if there are people with ulterior motives who want to explore Lin Ping'an's secrets, he can deal with it calmly.

On the other side, when several people heard those three words, they also evoked related memories.

Breathe Breath Jue? That technique created by Junior Lin? I remember it seems a bit useless, it's only effective for the lower third level!

That's right! I'm already at the third level and almost breaking through to the fourth level, so I haven't studied or cared.

I have to say, this technique is very useful for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. I can't even feel the true vitality and blood value of Junior Lin right now.

...

As they spoke, several people already acquiesced that Lin Ping'an was in the middle of the fourth rank.

After all, what is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. There is absolutely no need to talk about it.

What's more, in the Villa Challenge at the beginning of the school year, he once exploded with at least a third-grade qi and blood intensity.

These people also know about this matter.

Not far away, Lin Ping'an stood beside him, like a ruthless background, with no intention of getting involved in the conversation.

After a while.

Su Die clapped her hands carelessly, attracting everyone's attention.

Okay, okay, don't talk about those things that are available or not! It's all boring!

The competition format of the Great Summer Pride Tournament is different every year. The year before last it was about hunting exotic beasts, and last year it was a team battle. I heard that the format will be changed again this year. The specific content is not yet known, and will be officially announced on the day of the competition.

Let's make an agreement first. Whether it's a team or an individual, try to focus on the honor of the school and don't hold each other back.

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, and Lin Ping'an was no exception.

Then, his eyes were still looking at someone, waiting for the follow-up.

One breath...two breaths...three breaths...

The scene was silent, and countless question marks appeared in everyone's mind.

Then what?

Why don't you speak?

The next moment.

Su Die scratched his head, with a hint of surprise on his expression.

No... look what I'm doing! Is there something wrong with me?

Hearing this, the silence broke. Several people twitched their mouths and asked questions in their hearts.

Sister Su, what about the other things you haven't mentioned yet?

That's right! You didn't call us here just to talk about this!

Listening to you is better than listening to you. Can you please tell me the key points?

...

After more than ten seconds, Su Die coughed lightly and forced to explain.

Who says there's nothing else to do? Isn't this to let you get familiar with each other in advance!

You are not familiar with Junior Lin Ping'an. It's just a good time to compare notes and have a good idea.

The eyes of the three people were suddenly full of contempt and weirdness.

Make it up now!

I just wanted to say those things before!

Third-grade people are running to fight with fourth-grade people? Do you want to see us get beaten?

...

Seeing this scene, Su Die blushed and still tried to save her respect.

Don't say I won't give you a chance! The opportunity to fight between the third and fourth grades doesn't come all the time. What's more, we are facing Junior Brother Lin, so we don't have to worry about any accidents.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Pingan next to him refused without hesitation.

This makes no sense! The gap is too big, so let's forget it!

However, after hearing this, several people's fighting spirit was aroused.

Junior Lin, you can't say that. A warrior must have the courage to challenge powerful enemies. Let's fight! Let me see how big the gap is between me and the mid-level fourth-grade warriors.

That's right! Don't underestimate us!

Hmph! I have reached the third level of cultivation and have experienced many more battles than you think. Be careful not to capsize in the gutter!

The three of them said, clenching their weapons, their eyes showing infinite edge.

Lin Ping'an nodded slightly, his attitude relaxed, and he did not continue to refuse.

For these three seniors who were meeting for the first time, their acquaintance was relatively good.

Since they have to fight, that's all.

Anyway, it won't take too long, just pay a little attention when you start.

A few minutes later.

In the center of the martial arts training ground, two people were lined up on the left and right.

The cold and beautiful senior Qin Yu held a long sword with her sharp edge and spoke word by word.

Please advise!

As soon as the three words were spoken, the whole person was approaching quickly like an arrow from the string. At the same time, the long sword in his hand waved out thousands of afterimages, forming a dream-like scene.

Xiong Xiaoxiao, who was watching the battle, was also excited and exclaimed at this moment.

Wow... I used it right from the beginning. It's the Afterimage Sword Technique that Sister Qin is best at. She went all out as soon as she started it. She was really a little angry.

The burly Hao Yong scratched his head and replied angrily.

Isn't it normal to go all out? If the third level challenges the fourth level, of course you have to explode at the beginning, trying to catch the opponent off guard. If you really drag it on, the total health value will definitely not be exhausted, and you will definitely lose by then.

Xiong Xiaoxiao glanced back with disdain.

Haha... With your ability to find the key points, you will never find a partner in this life.

You should ask why Sister Qin is angry!

In this way, I can explain that it is because she is more competitive...

If you can't find the key point in chatting, just think of yourself as a happy, honest single.

Oh my god! Oh my god, how can this...how is this possible? How...how did he do it? Middle level of fourth grade? Is it so outrageous to be in the middle of fourth grade?

Halfway through, she suddenly started shouting.

at the same time.

An astonishing scene caught everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Lin Ping'an stretched out his right hand and used his index and middle fingers to clamp the tip of the sword.

It looked ten times more shocking than the dreamy sword shadow just now.

When Qin Yu saw this, his face turned pale slightly, he took a deep breath and spoke in a disappointed tone.

I...I lost...Thank you...Thank you, junior, for your advice!

On the other side, Lin Ping'an released his fingers, took back his hand, and nodded calmly.

Sister Qin, I accept it!

To be honest, Qin Yu knew that there was a big gap between his third-level strength and Lin Ping'an's fourth-level strength.

But she didn't expect that the gap was so huge.

The level of that sword was that he had tried his best and was confident that it could hurt a fourth-grade warrior.

It's a pity that I never expected that I overestimated myself and it was fine that I wasn't injured at all!

It only took two fingers to hold it tightly.

Ten seconds later, she took a few deep breaths to calm down her frustration and regain her fighting spirit.

To a warrior, a temporary failure is nothing, as long as you keep pursuing it!

As the saying goes, if there is no competition to be first in the running water, the competition is to keep flowing.