The proud master of the female president

"The surname is Qin!"

Zuo Yi was shocked, fearing that Li Tingze might misunderstand, he immediately yelled angrily: "Don't you want to spout blood! I reminded Yue Ling, not to help him, but to target you!"

"Why did Senior Brother Zuo target me?" Lin Yu looked at a loss.

"you……"

Zuo Yi felt something was wrong.

"Oh……"

Lin Yu deliberately lengthened the ending, and said thoughtfully: "Senior Brother Zuo, you are wrong. If I hadn't found out, you wouldn't know that you were cuckolded. I exposed the truth in advance, and you should be grateful to me! "

puff……

Zuo Yi really wanted to vomit blood this time.

Lin Yu mentioned this when Zhou Jianfeng was whipped last time.

There were quite a few people present at that time, but far less than today.

just now……

After hearing the news, more and more people came, and there were already more than a thousand people at the scene.

Warriors have sharp eyes and ears.

Lin Yu has a very loud voice.

"I have to say, your brain circuit is amazing."

Lin Yu seemed to have no intention of giving up, and continued to yell while seeing Yue Ling's tricks, "I will help you see through the fact that you were cuckolded, but you blame me instead. In your opinion, being cuckolded It's not important, the important thing is not to be known? As long as others don't know, it doesn't matter if you are cuckolded. Isn't this... just deceiving yourself? People who help you are hated by you instead?"

"I...I killed you!" Zuo Yi was furious.

"Hide your ears and steal your bell." Lin Yu curled his lips.

"Nima..."

Zuo Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to rush forward with one stride.

He is going to kill!
Kill that cheap bastard!
"what are you doing?!"

suddenly!

The arm was grabbed, and someone shouted from behind: "At this time, he wishes for you to make a move—not only can you be charged with mutilating your fellow disciples, but the fight with Yue Ling can also be stopped, killing two birds with one stone!"

"Uncle Six?" Zuo Yi was taken aback.

"With your mentality, if you don't learn to calm down, you will be played to death by that kid sooner or later!" A man stood behind him.

"..."

A layer of cold sweat broke out from the back of Zuo Yi's heart.

Yup!

I almost fell for that kid's tricks!
Once he is provoked and strikes, in front of so many people, no matter how much background he has...

Don't forget, while he has a background, his camp also has opponents, and the opponents will bite him to death - the result can be imagined.

"Yes, I should thank you."

suddenly!

Zuo Yi calmed down, looked at the arena with cold eyes, and said sullenly: "As a way of thanking you, I will see with my own eyes that you are maimed!"

From the corner of his eye, Lin Yu glanced at the man standing behind Zuo Yi, whose face was sinking like water.

Left East River.

Zuo Yi's sixth uncle is also a well-known top expert in the Zuo family's new generation.

wise.

calm.

Likes and dislikes are invisible.

If it weren't for this guy, Zuo Yi would definitely rush forward, but he didn't expect to be stopped by this guy at a critical moment.

"Falling short..." Lin Yu sighed secretly.

Since there is no result here, then change the target in time.

Ever since, Lin Yu turned his attention to Zhou Jianfeng in the crowd.

"Senior brother Zhou also came to see the fun?" Lin Yu greeted him from a distance while challenging.

"Humph!"

Zhou Jianfeng snorted coldly, but didn't answer.

"It's been a few days since the whipping ended, so it's easy so soon?" Lin Yu asked with a smile.

Nima!

Zhou Jianfeng wished he could slap him to death.

As the direct descendant of the Zhou family and the leading figure among the younger generation of the Zhou family, he can be said to be the focus of attention.

But a few days ago...

Was whipped in public!
Shame!
His pride and dignity were shattered by a whip, and he hated Lin Yu even more.

but……

In contrast, he is not as impulsive as Zuo Yi, and he has to be more careful: Just now, Lin Yu tried to provoke Zuo Yi, and when Zuo Yi was about to rush up, he was caught by Zuo Donghe in time-this scene, how could he Didn't notice it?

He knew that Lin Yu would not be able to provoke Zuo Yi, so he pointed the finger at himself.

If he was fooled, wouldn't he be inferior to Zuo Yi?
More importantly, he saw through the obstacles: once someone intervenes, Lin Yu has reason to propose to end the competition with Yue Ling.

Aside.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that once Yue Ling adopts a war of attrition, Lin Yu will undoubtedly lose in the end.

If it can be used to irritate others to end the fight, won't it be in Lin Yu's arms?

On the other hand, he could also take the opportunity to charge the intervener with murdering his fellow disciples.

Kill two birds with one stone!
"Qin Yu, just give up your heart!"

Zhou Jianfeng's face was cold, and he showed a strange smile of retribution: "The punishment you will suffer later is much worse than whipping - that's right! Prepare some peanuts and melon seeds, after all, you are watching the fun, hahaha..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a follower behind him who went to prepare peanuts and melon seeds.

Yo!
Bi Zuo Yi can hold his breath!

Do you know how to turn my back on me?
Lin Yu smiled secretly in his heart: Wait a while, if you can hold back, I will really admire you.

The fight continues.

Since it is only maintained at the third level of Xuan Dao, the total amount of true energy is very limited, and while controlling two celestial weapons... the true energy consumption is astonishing, and it is almost bottoming out.

With two immortal artifacts, one attack and one defense, they could barely resist Yue Ling's attack.

But once the true energy is exhausted...

How to do?
More and more people gathered at the scene.

Among them, the vast majority of people didn't know him, and watched with an impartial attitude, while a small number of disciples who were close to the Zhou family and the Zuo family were all looking forward to Lin Yu's bad luck, and really wanted Lin Yu's well...

A slap can be counted.

Niu Yifan, Tong Xin, Qiu Mo Nong, Fan Zhengrong—there are only four of them, right?

"Little brother! Come on!" Niu Yifan shouted at the throat.

"What oil do you add?"

Tong Xin glared at him, and said in a low voice: "With the strength shown by the younger brother, as long as the opponent fights a war of attrition, he will definitely lose - it will be useful if you work hard?"

Strength is there.

Adding oil or not can't change the result.

"Then what should we do?" Niu Yifan was anxious.

"How do I know what to do?" Tong Xin was also anxious.

She knew that Lin Yu could not show his true cultivation, and he must not use those miraculous combat skills, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, but if he didn't use anything... it was impossible to win.

Thirty percent...

[-]%...

One percent...

Yue Ling became more and more excited.

For a master of the third level of Xuan Dao, the total amount of true energy is fixed.

He could even roughly judge how much true energy was left from the opponent's consumption in the previous fight-he knew that Lin Yu's true energy was almost exhausted.

once exhausted...

"I lost."

suddenly!

Lin Yu stepped back to distance himself, and looked at Yue Ling with a smile: "Senior brother Yue is so powerful that I can't beat him."

Gah!
The place was dead silent.

Regardless of those disciples who eat melons with a neutral mentality, or the hostile disciples who hate Lin Yu, or those who stand on Lin Yu's side, they are all stunned without exception-no one thought that he would admit defeat.

This is not a life-and-death battle. The name of the two sides fighting is to learn from each other. In theory...

Since it is not endless, of course you can admit defeat halfway.

The issue is……

admit defeat?

What a shame!
It stands to reason that in sparring, you can only miss and injure the opponent, and you must not injure the opponent's life. No one will admit defeat in this kind of competition.

Unless you can't stand up at the end of the fight, otherwise...

Do you still have the face to gain a foothold in the future?

"Junior brother..." Niu Yifan's eyes widened.

"The best show is yet to come." Tong Xin was thoughtful.