No one can be a dog licker

Lin Yi understood that what Wu Baitian said was right. In the eyes of ordinary people, becoming a warrior is already an unattainable dream.

But to truly step into the path of martial arts, unless you want to stay in a corner, otherwise, let alone the fifth level, even the seventh level is just the threshold of true martial arts.

Just like his grandfather Lin Zhonghan, even though he was at the peak of the eighth level, he could still be poisoned; and his father Lin Ping, he directly lost his talent and completely cut off his path to promotion.

Now, perhaps, it is right not to contact Yuan Que and let him adapt, let go, and detach himself.

However, this correctness was like a thorn, piercing his heart neither too deeply nor too shallowly, making him unable to let it go.

He suddenly wanted to ask Wu Baitian if she felt the same way about him. Only if he was strong enough would he be worthy of her love.

If one day I become disabled and useless, and it is impossible to improve my realm anymore, will I be ruthlessly "abandoned" by Wu Baitian?

"No, you are different from him, and you are different from everyone else. I will never abandon you, and I will never let you be alone. Lin Yi, you are not only the head of the grade at Wushen Wuda, the son of Teacher Lin, and the grandson of Principal Lin, you are also the great-grandson of the Martial Saint."

"The future martial god in my mind."

Wu Baitian leaned gently on Lin Yi, with his ear pressed against Lin Yi's chest, listening carefully to the sound of his heartbeat caused by the surge of qi and blood.

At this moment, Lin Yi put all his attention on Wu Baitian in his arms. Feeling the overly ambiguous sitting posture between them, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily and his thoughts became confused and complicated, almost to the point where he could not think.

"Isn't this...this...this bad?"

Lin Yi stuttered, but his arms seemed out of control and involuntarily wanted to go around Wu Baitian's back and hold her waist.

However, when he really tried to stretch his arms, he found that his arms were extremely heavy and it was difficult to even lift them.

Wu Baitian immediately grabbed Lin Yi's raised wrist, pulled out 20 silver needles and quickly inserted them into Lin Yi's chest, especially the acupuncture points on his heart.

Seeing that Lin Yi was completely unable to move, Wu Baitian placed his left hand steadily on the armrest, smiled soothingly, and slowly sat up straight:

“You looked really cool when you promised to do your best to protect ordinary people in front of them. But my purpose was to create panic and make ordinary people realize that self-help is the only way out in the face of disasters.

So, it's better for you to stay quiet like this. What I just fed you was the fourth-grade Shengmai Pill. It took me a whole year to collect the medicinal materials.

Its effect is several times greater than that of the Shengji Pill, and it has the miraculous effect of invigorating Qi and restoring the meridians. It can quickly replenish the body's Qi and blood, nourish the meridians and internal organs, and is truly a tonic pill.

According to Teacher Wenren, the only side effect of taking this medicine is that it will immediately make a person lose the ability to move for at least 3 hours.

Obviously, from the moment you swallowed the pill, I lay on your chest to feel your blood flow, and then you raised your hand. Although the movement was difficult, you were still able to move.

So in order to make you struggle less, I have no choice but to prick you with a silver needle. After all, you will definitely not listen to me on this matter."

"Wu Baitian, do you remember the night we had barbecue in Qingcheng? You still felt guilty and miserable because of an ordinary person who was not yet dead, but now you want to create panic and play with human life?"

"Lin Yi, not everything that has passed away is worth my regret."

Wu Baitian pointed to the center of the venue, where participating students from various Wuhan Universities were already standing in neat rows.

As her gaze shifted, she saw dozens of phantom butterflies that looked only the size of fingers, silently flapping their scaly wings, scattering crystal pollen, and slowly floating from the periphery of the venue to the center.

Lin Yi noticed this and said in a more serious tone: "A magical beast? In the daytime, ordinary people can't resist it at all."

"The Illusion Butterfly causes hallucinations but is not fatal. It is only interested in species with strong mental powers. Add to that the bonus of the beast-attracting incense, and it is completely harmless to ordinary people."

“Ordinary people can’t see them~”

When Lin Yi heard Wu Baitian's words, he relaxed a little.

"Didn't you say that it would be released at irregular intervals during the competition? But the competition hasn't started yet."

Wu Baitian looked at Lin Yi with a smile, and it still felt like he was looking at the landlord's silly son: "Well, I already said that the release will be irregular, so why would I be bound by whether the game starts or not."

After he finished speaking, he put his hands on Lin Yi's head, and the eight gorgeous bodies of the phantom butterflies were crushed in Wu Baitian's hands.

"Fortunately, in your current state, your blood flow is as fast as if you were dying. Otherwise, your mental power might be able to attract half of my two thousand phantom butterflies."

Lin Yi's eyebrows knitted together: "Two thousand? You..."

"Don't be impatient. Release the phantom butterfly first, then its natural enemy. Listen."

Wu Baitian covered Lin Yi's mouth with his hand and lifted his head slightly: "You know me well. I always keep my word. I said to release 3000 level and fierce beasts, and it will definitely not be more or less. However, no matter whether it is a fantasy beast or a Zerg, they are not classified as fierce beasts."

“Buzz buzz!!!”

“Buzz buzz!!!”

So he not only heard but also saw the swarm of bees gathering together, tens of thousands of green wasps the size of pigeon eggs.

Lin Yi leaned back in his seat, his sight restricted by Wu Baitian. He could only see the queen bee briefly appear and then disappear completely.

In fact, except for the queen bee which is a second-level ferocious beast, all the green and yellow bees in the bee colony are not even at the level of ferocious beasts.

However, this is a swarm of bees. Once its number accumulates to a certain level, the green and yellow bee swarm with a queen bee will not be afraid even when facing a level 4 ferocious beast.

"what!!!!"

"Beast!"

"It's a ferocious beast!"

"Help! Help!"

"Where's the Guard!!!"

"Help!"

In the stands, the host's speech came to an abrupt end before it was even finished, replaced by his shrill scream.

He was not a warrior, just an ordinary person with good eloquence. How could he have seen such a horrifying scene?

The entire martial arts hall fell into chaos, and before Lei Zhanchao even stood up, he could already feel Sun Chenghong sitting in the audience looking at him from afar.

"Haha, so you asked Sun Chenghong to come here to guard against me? Monkey! Why did you ask me? Do you still regard me as your teacher?"

Lei Zhanchao narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips, but only Sun Hou knew that the teacher was extremely angry.

"Teacher, please calm down..."

"Click!"

Lei Zhanchao had already crushed the bronze armrests of the chair into pieces, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Ever since his brother passed away, no matter how peaceful Sun Chenghong appeared on the surface, Lei Zhanchao could sense the madness hidden beneath that peacefulness as soon as he saw him.

A duel between two Grandmasters was definitely not something this small martial arts hall could accommodate. Once the fight really started, no ordinary person present would be spared.

Yang Yun and Huang Xiangzhi just glanced in the direction of Principal Lei and quickly rushed into the screaming crowd. However, their way was blocked by Sun? who was swinging his sword.

Di Xin's instructor Yan Lixin and fourth-year student Gu Can also rushed towards the crowd without hesitation, but were stopped by Sun Hou's subordinate, Major Zhang Zhiyi, with a smile.

"Fuck! Are you all crazy?"

Lu Yanxin looked in disbelief at Zhou Li, director of the Education Bureau, and Qian Shui, director of the department, who were standing in front of him. What made him even angrier was that Lin Yi, who had once claimed that he would do his best to protect ordinary people, was now sitting safely in the corner.

"Students can move freely, but you can't."

Zhou Li pulled out a hu string soaked in blue light from his bracelet, and his sinister smile made Lu Yanxin feel threatened.

Yan Xueqi pushed Lu Yanxin, pulled out the three-section gun she was carrying, and assembled it slowly: "You go save the people, I'll deal with them."

"I know that one-on-one is fairer, but as a prestigious school, we should always have some grace, right?"

At this time, Zun Shi put down the child demon in his arms with the judge's pen, and then he and Wang Dun, who was wearing a bull-head mask, stood in front of Lu Yanxin again.

"Why do you think each participating school is only allowed to have two instructors accompany them?"

"Welcome to Quyuan City, Nanzhao Province!"

A clear child's voice came from the child demon's mouth.

She held a small wooden sword in her hand and chopped at the approaching phantom butterfly in vain. Thinking of her uncle's teachings, she bowed deeply to the audience.

Then, she quickly approached Lei Zhanchao and Sun Hou while waving the wooden sword.

Only when she was only one step away from them did she kneel down on both knees and kowtow three times to Lei Zhanchao.

Then he turned around and stared intently at the battle between Sun?, Yang Yun and Huang Xiangzhi.

The little guy had big eyes that were sparkling with light and full of fighting spirit.

Lei Zhanchao was stunned when he saw this scene, but he quickly came to his senses and realized that this girl was a good candidate for learning martial arts.