No one can be a dog licker

Lin Yi felt the surging power in his body, and the anger on his face gradually subsided, replaced by calmness.

Now that Lin Yi was full of energy and blood, he was no longer something that these three-rank cultivators with low blood could resist. Even Gu Can, who was at the early stage of the fourth-rank, could only barely stand.

He looked down at the wounds on his body. Those originally shocking scars were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of qi and blood.

The bright red blood gradually stopped, and was replaced by a faint golden glow, which was the healthy radiance of his new skin.

"Lin Yi, stop fighting!"

Wu Baitian jumped over to Lin Yi, touched Lin Yi's new skin with his left hand with a smile on his face, and sighed with satisfaction:

"You have become even stronger this time. Not bad! Even if you encounter a late fourth-grade cultivator, you have nothing to fear with your body's strength."

Lin Yi looked at Wu Baitian's joyful smile, feeling a little angry, but mostly happy. He then looked at her right hand that had been hanging down, and finally said hesitantly, "Not bad."

"Clap! Clap, clap, clap!" At this time Qi Minghui took the lead in applauding. Now there were only 13 people left in the empty martial arts field.

"We were originally talking about the top 30, but now there are only 13 freshmen left. How about you decide the remaining places?"

Qi Minghui instantly moved to Lin Yi's side and looked at him with admiration. In Wushen Wuda, which was known as a gathering place for geniuses, a demon who could overwhelm the entire grade was born.

Of course, he saw clearly the role and contribution Wu Baitian had played, and was extremely satisfied. But she was too harsh on Lin Yi after all, and as the principal, if he continued to pay attention to Wu Baitian, it would inevitably make Lin Yi feel disappointed.

"Ask her." Lin Yi pointed at Wu Baitian, then quickly rushed towards Gu Can. Suddenly, he kicked Gu Can hard and sent him flying. Before the latter could react, he rolled more than 20 meters away, leaving a shocking blood mark on the ground.

Lin Yi stared coldly at Gu Can who was lying on the ground and said, "There won't be a next time."

Afterwards, he simply stepped over Gu Can, who was confused, and left the training ground.

"..."

"Ah? Ah hehe, hehe, Principal Qi, you also know that geniuses have different brain circuits... You don't mind, right?"

Wu Baitian stared blankly at Lin Yi's back as he left the martial arts arena. Then, she quickly adjusted her expression and put on a flattering smile.

Faced with Qi Minghui's unpredictable face, Wu Baitian felt the pressure doubled. As a last resort, she had to move out Lin Yi's backstage to try to ease the boss's concern.

"After all, his great-grandfather is Old Liu, so he's a little bit arrogant." Wu Baitian lowered his voice and whispered to Qi Minghui, secretly worrying whether Lin Yi's departure would cause dissatisfaction and resentment among the big guys.

Although it seems unlikely intellectually, things in the world are unpredictable and who can predict everything?

What's more, geniuses are everywhere in Wushen Wu Dashao. Thinking of this, Wu Baitian secretly criticized Lin Yi for his impoliteness in his heart. In front of so many teachers, he kicked Gu Can again. It was really unacceptable.

Wu Baitian thought so in his heart, and he was not idle either: "It's really too much! Lin Yi is too arrogant. How will he get along with his classmates in the future? His great-grandfather doesn't care..."

Yan Sha at the side quickly echoed: "That's right, it's outrageous! Who does he think he is? Isn't he just the top student in the grade? Doesn't he just have a great-grandfather? What's so great about that!"

Qi Minghui's gaze shifted away from Lin Yi who was gradually moving away, and turned to Wu Baitian, and smiled.

"Your slickness far exceeded my expectations, and it's on par with your talent." Qi Minghui didn't care about Wu Baitian and Yan Sha's unanimous agreement at all, and asked, "How do you plan to decide the remaining places?"

"It's all up to the teachers to decide. I don't have any opinions. Our team wants to accept all six of them. Is that okay?"

"Everyone is in a team of 8 to 10 people. This is against the rules." Qi Minghui frowned deliberately and spoke hesitantly.

In fact, Qi Minghui heard their conversation clearly outside the venue, but he still wanted to see how Wu Baitian would answer. Was he going to use Old Liu to pressure him, or use another method?

Wu Baitian is so smart. Since she didn't refuse explicitly, there is still room for negotiation. If there is room for negotiation, there is no need for her to keep offering her support. After all, no one likes to be oppressed by power.

Although she was not clear about Mr. Liu's true identity, he must be a prominent figure who followed the God of War in the conquests.

"Principal Qi, can you double our team's quota? Honestly, if we didn't want them, we would have shot them to death long ago instead of letting them live. Can't you be more flexible?"

"What the hell do you want? I would rather die than join you!" Xiang Yu held the Overlord Halberd tightly in one hand, barely supporting his body to stand, and covered his chest with the other hand to hold back the blood that kept pouring out.

Qi Minghui waved his arm and pushed Xiang Yu directly to Liu Xiangyang's side: "Teacher Liu, take the students to heal their wounds. Listen, they are starting to talk nonsense."

Liu Xiangyang knocked Xiang Yu unconscious and nodded at Qi Minghui: "That's right, he's fainted from the pain, I'll take him away now. Why don't you follow me!"

The others immediately followed Liu Xiangyang and left the training ground one after another. Even the supervising teachers disappeared one by one.

Wu Baitian didn't know whether to leave or stay: "How about you think about the quota and I won't bother you anymore?"

Wu Shuangcheng grabbed Wu Baitian's right hand and said, "It's amazing. Your arm was shattered, but you can bend the bow after just a few taps. It's amazing~"

Wu Shuangcheng looked at Wu Baitian's right hand over and over twice, but she still remained silent. She liked him even more: "How about you recognize me as your master?"

Wu Baitian looked at this gentle teacher and did not feel unfamiliar. After all, it was this teacher who had repeatedly saved freshmen from arrows and daggers in the martial arts arena.

But what does a master mean? It shouldn't be the same as the one-on-one teaching mentioned in the reward, right?

Qi Minghui pushed away Wu Shuangcheng's hand that was holding Wu Baitian's, then handed her a piece of brown paper and said gently:

"This is a recipe for a medicinal liquid that strengthens the body and hardens the bones. I see that you are always eager to learn, so you might as well take it and study it. As for your team's affairs, I will seriously consider them. You can go back first."

"Oh... okay, thank you Principal Qi." Wu Baitian obediently left the training ground with the brown paper in his hand.

"Minghui, why are you stopping me?"

Qi Minghui looked at Wu Shuangcheng unhappily: "Is it okay if I don't stop you? She has just started school, why did you accept her? Do you think she won't die soon enough?"

"You don't understand, now those old guys in the imperial capital..."

"I don't need to understand. Fighting for power and profit is not something you and I should consider..."