Xu Ling watched the distant figure of Xinghe gradually disappear from sight. His hand that was holding Elder Wei's head tightly before he let go.

Elder Wei struggled, jumped up, and was furious, "Xu Ling, what have you done to me? I was ordered by the patriarch to destroy Xinghe, you are so bold!"

"What did you do?" Xu Ling raised the hand that had just held Elder Wei's head, on which he was wearing a black ring, "As long as you wear this thing, and then press the other party's head, the other party can be at your mercy......"

"This is the Patriarch's ring!" Elder Wei felt uneasy in his heart, "Why are you here?"

"What do you say?" Xu Ling smiled coldly, "I think, you should know better than me the reason for losing the car and protecting the handsome......"

"Impossible, impossible!" Elder Wei took a few steps back in horror, turned around and ran out of the small alley, "I...... I want to meet the patriarch!"

However, before he could take two steps, a long sword, piercing Elder Wei through his chest from his back.

"There's no chance...... Xu Ling's voice came from behind Elder Wei, and he slowly drew his long sword.

"You're ......," Elder Wei spat out half a sentence and fell to the ground with a bang.

The long sword that was drawn out was transformed into the treasure of the Xu family, Wanhua Tongfang.

"The plan of the back hand is successfully completed!" Xu Ling did not turn his head back, turned around and left.

......

Xinghe staggered back to his room, where he had bought nothing, and had survived the long night in a room with broken doors, collapsed roofs, and ruined interiors.

The next day, Xinghe slowly rose from the ruins, and the wounds he had sustained in the battle with Elder Wei had completely healed—Xinghe knew that this was a gift from the she-wolf.

The sunlight shines into the room through the loopholes in the roof, which looks a little dazzling, and the galaxy covers his eyes with his hands, and looks up at the sky through the fingers between his palms, the sky is very blue, blue and pure. Xinghe stood stupidly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally, Xinghe set off and walked towards the square. He hasn't forgotten that today he will have a second round match with No. 75 in the ring five.

......

Xinghe stepped into the ring, quietly waiting for his opponent, while casually browsing the surroundings of the square.

In front of the square, several people in long robes watched the square silently. On the chest of his cheongsam, there is a tattoo of the word "Yu", majestic and domineering!

At the back of the square, several people in robes patrol back and forth. On the chest of his robe, there is an embroidered word "forbidden", which is cold and demonic!

These people seem to be watching, watching something. Moreover, such people are not only distributed in the square, but also exist on the way to the galaxy.

"What's going on?" Xinghe muttered to himself, "I've never seen anyone like this before......"

Obviously, the other students were aware of this situation and talked about it.

"What's wrong? Who are those people?"

"Those people are supposed to be 'Imperial Guards' and 'Praetorian Guards', and they are not usually visible!"

"It is said that the academy sent a ...... in response to the attack on the students"

"I feel that the cultivation of both the 'Imperial Guard' and the 'Praetorian Guard' is strong!"

......

Time passed slowly, and finally, the opponent of the galaxy came, a little fat man.

The little fat man climbed into the ring with difficulty, looking naïve.

"Game on!" the middle-aged referee ordered.

Xinghe immediately sprinted out and attacked the little fat man.

However, when the galaxy was still halfway through, the little fat man immediately reached out and made a "pause" posture.

"Stop, stop!" the little fat man shouted loudly, for fear that Xinghe would not hear.

Xinghe stopped his body and stood in place, looking puzzled.

"Hehe......" The little fat man scratched the back of his head with one hand, looking embarrassed, "You see my whole body is fat, it's all fat." You can't run, and you can't fight. I'm a civilized person, how can a civilized person do such a thing as a fight? Be reasonable! Well, actually, I didn't eat breakfast today, and I don't even have the strength to lose weight -- I admit defeat!"

"Player No. 75 automatically admits defeat, and player No. 9 wins!" the middle-aged referee announced loudly.

"Hehe......" The little fat man walked away, he passed by Xinghe, and an inaudible word came into Xinghe's ears, "You, the ...... of the household"

Xinghe was stunned and looked at the little fat man in confusion.

The little fat man still looked naïve, and kept walking forward, as if the words just now were just an illusion.

"Then I'm leaving! goodbye, everybody!" the little fat man took a stride and wanted to get out of the ring, but he rolled straight down.

......

"Hello, Lord, Lord, Hello, hard work!" In the distance, you can still see the little fat man happily greeting the "Imperial Guard" and "Janissary" who are nearby. Although he ate "behind closed doors".

The little fat man walked away gracefully, no one saw him, and his distant figure looked a little lonely.

......

In the room, the dean was quietly sipping tea, and on the table beside him was a roster of freshman martial arts competitions.

"Win two rounds in a row, everything goes according to plan perfectly," the dean secretly said to himself, "Even if the 'Imperial Guard' and 'Praetorian Guard' are dispatched, they won't be able to match me!"

"Just continue to arrange it like this, use Zhuang Sheng to get rid of the galaxy, it's just around the corner!" the dean put down his teacup, got up and walked outside, "It's time for that old guy in the Treasure House to fulfill his promise...... For the bearer of the master!"

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