The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Ling Yan'er didn't go out, but the sounds of killing that could be heard from time to time proved that things outside were not peaceful either.

When the number in the upper right corner was only 3, the poisonous fog that covered half of the city once again advanced towards the center.

Ling Yan'er held up her head and waited for a while, but Ling Ziye, who was the last one to stay, did not show up. He was also a ruthless person.

Ling Yan'er drank from a red bottle, a small bottle that was only enough for one sip. It tasted a bit like a strawberry-flavored drink, but it replenished most of the blood lost due to the poisonous fog. The rest was replenished by Dongfang Zichu using the lantern.

Ling Yan'er walked to the square. What she had thought before was indeed correct. The poisonous fog had only left a small gap in half of the square.

While Ling Yan'er was observing her surroundings, Ling Ziye jumped down from the building.

He was also at full health. He was the first to draw his knife and said to Ling Yan'er, "Your luck ends here."

Ling Yan'er retorted: "It's not luck! I rely on my own strength!"

Of course, compared with Ling Ziye's kill count, it is not convincing at all.

At the same level of 15, Ling Yan'er felt the strain for the first time when she was two against one. If this illusion had not been turned into a chicken-eating game where health loss depended entirely on skills, Ling Yan'er felt that she would be killed instantly.

It was said that Ling Yan'er was fighting with the other party, but Ling Yan'er felt that she was just a sidekick, and the one who really fought with the other party was Dongfang Zichu.

For the first time, Ling Yan'er felt that she was the one holding the team back, because Dongfang Zichu often had to distract himself to heal himself, otherwise Ling Yan'er would have died long ago.

Ling Yan'er's sword's three close combat skills were basically useless, she couldn't even get close to them, and Wanjian Guizong was cool, but if it weren't for Dongfang Zichu's strong control, Ling Ziye could basically dodge it.

Ling Yan'er hit twice and then switched to a dagger, but invisibility could not cause more damage to Ling Ziye, because even though he was invisible, Ling Ziye could basically predict Ling Yan'er's actions.

Ling Yan'er was stunned: "Is this the difference between a big boss and an ordinary person?"

Dongfang Zichu said: "You should use the sword. Just watch me control it and drop the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect."

After Ling Ziye was killed, Ling Yan'er lay on the ground exhausted: "Dongfang Zichu, you are too amazing. You can win with just this."

You know, Dongfang Zichu was restricted too much, and he could only rely on Ling Yan'er for movement, and Ling Yan'er basically had no movement.

Ling Ziye's movement can dodge 70% of the skills, and Dongfang Zichu's own damage is much lower than his opponent. After switching weapons, Dongfang Zichu also has to heal Ling Yan'er, so the damage is even lower.

That’s it, Dongfang Zichu can actually win.

"Should we have another fight?" Dongfang Zichu asked.

"No need." Ling Yan'er raised the phone in her hand: "My phone appeared after I successfully killed him just now. I guess the mission is completed, and the secret realm core belongs to me."

Dongfang Zichu: "No matter how you look at it, it should belong to me, right? Wasn't I the one who contributed the most?"

"Oh, you are the teacher and I am the principal, so of course it belongs to me." Ling Yan'er said.

Ling Yan'er, who was about to sit up, suddenly felt something empty under her body, and saw the secret illusion disappear like a puff of green smoke.

Dongfang Zichu also felt Ling Yan'er falling. He felt that his cultivation level, which had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, had returned. He tried hard to grab Ling Yan'er's clothes, but it was of little use.

His level of cultivation is just enough to allow him to fly by himself, but he can't bring anyone with him.