No one can be a dog licker

Wu Baitian kept cursing at Lin Yi, beating his chest and stamping his feet, gesticulating and complaining, and Lin Yi was dumbfounded.

Even Sun Chenghong and Lei Zhanchao were pierced by her magic sound. They had no time to pay attention to the fierce battle between Lei Ting and Mo Suo on the ring and could not help but keep picking their ears.

Finally, Lei Zhanchao angrily said, "Shut up!"

Wu Baitian immediately shut up. She knew that this was being said to her.

For grandmasters who have reached the ninth level, they can tell if anyone farts or breathes in the field.

But the others were not aware of this. Liu Qi of Mo Su was so frightened by the roar that he messed up his pace and slid off the stage.

The referee couldn't help but feel a sense of justice when he saw this perfect roar. He looked at Principal Lei meaningfully and announced, "Thunder wins!"

The match between Mo Suo and Lei Ting was different from the match between Di Xin and Wuda Alliance. Although they did not stop at a fight, they were evenly matched and there was no possibility of exchanging lives for injuries.

Even if they exchange injuries, they can still defend their key parts, so even though the fight is extremely fierce, it is not too bloody. Of course, this is in comparison with the Wuda Alliance's completely reckless fighting style.

But it also gave the audience some time to buffer, so when Lei Zhanchao shouted that sentence while sitting in the judges' seat, the audience's eyes changed when they looked at him.

"Did I hear correctly? Is this a whistle?"

"Oh my god, Thunder's abacus beads are about to hit my throat."

"Black whistle?"

"Eh? That doesn't count! At most he was tired of sitting, so he yelled. Just by chance, guess what, Liu Qi fell down."

"Oh, what a pity! I just saw that Mo Su's Liu Qi was about to win."

"Yes, yes, yes! Do you feel the same way? I also think he is about to win."

"Principal Lei, wow... he is actually such a great master..."

"Hmm? He seems to be no different from us ordinary people. Not to mention, he is quite friendly~"

"Hey, you're still gonna play dirty tricks?"

"Hehehe~"

"Hehehe, Principal Lei is afraid of losing, so he's using some tricks~"

Lei Zhanchao's face turned dark and he glared at Wu Baitian.

Wu Bai Tian was really wronged this time. How could she arrange the lottery to plot against Lei Zhanchao? What serious illness did she have? She was looking for trouble without any grudges or grievances. Why was she making enemies?

"It's not me, I didn't, don't let your imagination run wild!"

Lin Yi slammed the Qianjibian to the ground with a clang. Most of the Qianjibian in the scythe state sank into the floor.

It would be fine if this old guy eavesdropped on their conversation, but he also repeatedly threatened Bai Tian. Is he sick? Lin Yi is not afraid of him. Isn't he just a ninth-rank official?

He now knows that his great-grandfather is a martial saint. What's more, Mr. Liu from the school has also acknowledged him as his great-grandson. Is Lei Zhanchao that awesome?

Then why haven't I heard of him having a title?

If he didn't have a title, he wasn't strong enough. What difference did he make compared to the younger generation? In Lin Yi's opinion, it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to the ninth rank.

When the time comes, Lei Zhanchao, just wait and see if I will hit you.

Wu Baitian stared with her eyes wide open and trembled with anger, wishing she could throw this idiot Lin Yi out of the martial arts gym. She had always believed that he was a calm and steady child, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Wow, they are holding back a big one!

He is simply throwing his life away by repeatedly provoking the ninth-grade grandmaster Lei Zhanchao.

Besides, he is an ally. What's the benefit of offending him?

Wu Baitian swung his neck on the back of Lin Yi's head. There was a "click" sound, and Lin Yi was fine, but Wu Baitian's hand was broken.

Lin Yi immediately held Wu Baitian's hand, not caring about Lei Zhanchao: "Are you okay?"

Wu Baitian had no time to pay attention to Lin Yi. He grinned in the direction of Principal Lei, his smile was flattering and artificial.

On the ring, Mo Su Zhao Wan'er was fighting fiercely with Lei Ting Huang Meng. After learning from the lesson of Liu Qi in the last battle, Zhao Wan'er warned herself not to be distracted.

But she was still attracted by the sound of metal hitting the ground. As her sight quickly moved, the extremely handsome boy naturally entered Zhao Wan'er's sight.

Huang Meng originally wanted to turn around, but when she noticed that Zhao Wan'er actually stopped at the critical moment of the game, she no longer cared about what was behind her. She decisively launched a heavy sweep and swept Zhao Wan'er off the ring.

Everyone reacted and turned around to look for the reason why Zhao Wan'er paused. They didn't notice Lin Yi, whose face was blocked by Wu Baitian, but caught Wu Baitian's fawning expression towards the judges.

Everyone understands.

"Wow, it's still a chain of tricks."

"Found in the east and attack in the west!"

"Oh my, this Thunder plays dirty enough."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let others hear..."

"That's a ninth-grade grandmaster! If he blows on you, you'll die."

"Oh, he can do it, but he won't let people talk about it?"

"Yes, yes."

Having said that, the voices of the people in the audience suddenly became barely audible, and all of a sudden, the entire martial arts hall was filled with rustling sounds.

Lin Yi carefully grasped Wu Baitian's broken arm and held it in his hand, then took out a fifth-grade bone-tempering pill and wanted to feed it to Wu Baitian. Wu Baitian felt numb listening to the audience's endless whispered curses.

She stretched out her intact left hand and wanted to slap Lin Yi, but the pain in her right arm reminded her. Why didn't she give him a few more beatings before?

Wu Baitian felt regretful in his heart, so he used only light force, and the pats he made on Lin Yi's face were no different from caressing him.

Lin Yi felt a little embarrassed when his face was touched. He raised his eyes and pretended to blame her and said, "You are really good. Eat it!"

Wu Baitian saw that it was a fifth-grade bone-hardening pill, tilted his head, took out a third-grade bone-hardening pill from his pocket and ate two, saying casually: "Don't waste it, the fifth-grade bone-hardening pill can save your life at a critical moment."

Lin Yi pursed his lips, forced the fifth-grade bone-hardening pill into Wu Baitian's mouth, and said solemnly: "I will definitely work hard, complete more tasks, and exchange more treasures, so you don't have to be so frugal."

Wu Baitian could only swallow the fifth-grade bone-hardening pill that melted in her mouth. Her heart was bleeding from the pain and her face was full of despair. She couldn't even comfort Principal Lei, whom she had offended.

"Hahaha."

Sun Chenghong couldn't help laughing out loud. Lin Yi and Wu Baitian were simply two funny guys. One was desperately protecting his child while the other was a stingy miser. But without exception, they both didn't take Lei Zhanchao seriously.

It's true that people from the same family stick together. It's so interesting.

"What bad luck!"

As Lei Zhanchao cursed, the steel handrail on his other side was crushed into pieces with a "crack!" sound.

Sun Hou sat on the chair and hesitated for a moment before he immediately said, "Teacher, how about we change chairs? I have an armrest here that you can pinch?"

Lei Zhanchao's eyes widened, and as soon as he put his hand on Sun Hou's shoulder, the chair Sun Hou was sitting on broke into pieces, and then Sun Hou was pressed to the ground by Lei Zhanchao.

"I see you need to sit on the ground to wake up."

Then he looked at the two people on the ring who never dared to start the fight, Thunder Martial Arts Master Huang Meng and Demon Martial Arts Master Su Suzi.

"What are you daydreaming about? Fight! You don't know how to be a referee, right? Come on, get off. If you don't want to do it, don't do it."

Lei Zhanchao had lost his composure at this time. He was originally from a military family and had been going to battlefields many times. He only restrained his banditry after becoming the principal.

Not only did he run into obstacles everywhere when he came to Nanzhao, but he also had to be cricketed in front of by a group of ordinary people who didn't understand fighting? What if I lowered my voice? Could he not hear it?

The damn referee even gave him a meaningful look?

Lei Zhanchao stood up from his seat, stepped onto the ring, kicked the referee down, and pointed at Lin Yi: "You, aren't you capable? Come on, come up, you be the referee. Did you hear me? I told you to come up!"

Wu Baitian looked at Lin Yi who didn't move at all beside him and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Lin Yi, I asked you to be the referee, why don't you go now? Listen up."

As soon as he heard Wu Baitian speak, Lin Yi immediately stood up wearing a mask and jumped onto the stage grabbing Qianjibian.

He even endured his temper and bowed to Lei Zhanchao.

How could Lei Zhanchao not see Lin Yi's reluctance, so he put his hand directly on Lin Yi's back.

Lin Yi immediately felt as if he was carrying a weight of ten thousand tons on his back. His legs sank, his blood and energy instantly burst out, and he finally managed to stand firmly. Two deep footprints were imprinted on the ring.

"Be a good referee."

After giving Lei Zhanchao a light punishment and a severe warning, he sat back in his seat.