"Oooh-ha-" Lin Yin yawned and walked into the private room, touching the back of his head with his right hand.

"It hurts..."

The back of the head hit the ground as Lin Yin fell into the ring.

"Ye Youqi's soul skills are too weird, I don't blame you." Lin Jing saw that the girl's interest was not high, and comforted her.

"Hmm—" Lin Yin pouted, annoyed that he had been defeated in this way.

...

In the ring, a thin man was slapped on the ground by the stout man opposite, unable to move.

"Zhang Rat Jiu has lost his ability to fight, and the winner is Wu Meng." The presenter continued to shout in his pompous voice.

"Fourteen points of the Fighting Soul Field, one-on-one fifth, Lin Jing - battle - Dai Mubai!"

"You signed up too?" Lin Jing looked at Dai Mubai.

"yes, I didn't expect the opponent to be you." Dai Mubai was also surprised.

"Forget it, let's go."

After Lin Jing finished speaking, his heart moved.

'Hey, I wanted to paddle casually, just win, but if it's Dai Mubai on the other side, hehe." ’

Soon, Lin Jing and Dai Mubai walked into the ring.

"The players on both sides are in place, then I announce - the fighting spirit begins!" The host gave an order.

"White Tiger, possessed." Dai Mubai shouted violently.

Dai Mubai recalled the strength that Lin Jing had burst out yesterday when he fought against Teacher Zhao, and the battle intent in his heart burned.

"White Tiger Spirit... What the! "Dai Mubai's second soul technique has just been released.

The bright white light waves met the miserable white bone rain.

The light dissipated, and the dense bone fragments attacked Dai Mubai with the sound of breaking wind.

"Ha-" The pale golden air shield shrouded Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai's first soul skill, the white tiger protects the body.

Po –

Before the air shield was completely solidified, it was easily punctured by bone fragments.

Bang –

Dai Mubai flew out of the ring upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

Soul Bone Skill, Extreme Amplification.

Soul Bone Skill, Bone Shattering Sword.

You must know that the bonus of the soul bone to the soul master is not just a soul skill, each soul bone has a more or less increase in the physical, mental, and soul strength of the soul master.

And Lin Jing had five soul bones at this time, and with the same soul power, it was almost impossible for a soul master without soul bones to receive Lin Jing's blow head-on.

Of course, if you reach the level of the Soul Saint, although the gap still exists, it is unlikely that such a neat spike will occur.

....

In a private room.

"What!" Tang San and the others looked incredulous when they saw this scene.

Lin Yin looked at the expressions of the seven monsters in the future, and complained in his heart.

"You also have today~'

....

Under the ring.

"Treatment! Treat! A staff member shouted loudly.

Dai Mubai didn't look good, the white windbreaker with gold trim had turned into rags, and dozens of bloody wounds could be vaguely seen under the rags.

Immediately afterwards, a short-haired girl ran over from the passage in a panic.

"Third Soul Technique, Healing Water Droplets."

A drop of azure water fell from the girl's hand. Water droplets fell on Dai Mubai's body, turning into mist to cover Dai Mubai's wounds.

"Hmm... Ahh

"Brother Dai, how's it going?" Lin Jing ran over and asked with concern.

"Also... Well, I can't die. Dai Mubai's voice was a little dry.

"I'm sorry, I shot too hard." Lin Jing said apologetically.

"I don't blame you, it's my skills that are not as good as others."

"No, no, no, it's all my fault."

Lin Jing really didn't expect that Dai Mubai would stupidly stand in place and take his blow, if it was Tang San, he would have already slipped away on the ghost shadow.

"It seems that Dai Mubai's life is not in danger, then, the winner is Lin Jing." The host saw the end of the treatment and announced the results of the fight.

There was another shout and cheer, and the audience worshipped only the strong.

....

It was late at night.

Shrek Academy, a certain intersection in the village.

"Tang San." Ning Rongrong came out of the shadows on the side, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Ning Rongrong?" Tang San frowned, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

"Ten thousand gold soul coins." Ning Rongrong said.

"What?" Tang San wondered.

"10,000 gold soul coins, use your special weapons to help me kill Lin Jing, and afterwards you will be the guest of honor of our Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect." Ning Rongrong's voice carried a little madness.

Tang San was silent.

"What? Don't have enough money? 20,000 gold soul coins! Ning Rongrong thought that Tang San was hesitating.

"Do you know who Lin Jing is?" Tang San said loudly.

"Who is it? What is his background? ”

"He's my brother."

With that, Tang San turned his head and left.

Ning Rongrong stood in place, his body trembling slightly.

"Ahh~"

"Who!" Ning Rongrong heard the voice and turned to look around.

"Who else could it be, me."

"You, I warn you not to mess around! I've had an accident, and my dad won't let you and the shade of the forest go! Ning Rongrong said inwardly.

The other person is none other than Lin Jing.

"I'm sorry!" Lin Jing walked up to Ning Rongrong and said very sincerely.

"What... What did you say? Ning Rongrong couldn't believe his ears.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you in the evening." Lin Jing repeated it again.

Ning Rongrong didn't know how to respond.

"You've gone too far with the shade of the woods, and I would do it on the spur of the moment." Lin Jing said to himself.

“...”

“...”

Lin Jing and Ning Rongrong just stood like this, with only bursts of insects chirping in their ears.

Suddenly, Lin Jing said loudly.

"You know what? Lin Yin's innate soul power is only one level. ”

"What?!" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened.

"Then she is..."Ning Rongrong felt incredible. You must know that innate soul power is not only a difference in soul power, but also represents a person's cultivation talent. The cultivation speed of the innate soul power may be several times that of the first level of the innate soul power.

"She has a lot of soul bones?" Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of Lin Yin's soul bone technique. The soul master relies on the soul power brought by the soul bone, and can also quickly increase the soul power level.

"She's working hard." Lin Jing's voice couldn't hear the tone.

"No, who can stand here, is there anyone who doesn't work hard?" Ning Rongrong didn't believe that this was something that could be done with hard work.

"I~" Lin Jing answered in his heart, but there was no wave on his face.

"Have you ever seen a girl cut her hair into inches in order to save that little bit of cultivation time?" Lin Jing said.

"What..."Ning Rongrong covered his mouth, imagining in his mind a girl in the mood for love cutting off her hair, ignoring the strange gazes of others, trying her best to cultivate.

In the next second, Ning Rongrong thought of Lin Yin's innocent romance, and the truth under this beauty was so cruel. There were already tears in the corners of her eyes.

It seems like I've really said the wrong thing.

Are my words so moving? It's true to cut your hair, but it's not the end of buying another wig. Lin Jing was a little confused.

"Here's for you." Although Lin Jing didn't quite understand what Ning Rongrong had made up in his brain, he still stretched out his hand and spread it out.

"What is this?" Ning Rongrong saw a red pendant in Lin Jing's hand that she had never seen before.

This is a Chinese knot that is not exquisite.

"You can understand it as a talisman woven by Lin Yin himself." Lin Jing said.

"Huh?"

"Take it." Lin Jing stuffed the Huaguo knot in his hand to Ning Rongrong and turned to leave.

"Lin Yin is a partner I can trust my life with, and I hope that one day in the future, you will too." Lin Jing turned his back to Ning Rongrong and said.

Ning Rongrong looked at Lin Jing's back in a daze.

'Can you trust a partner with your life?' ’

...

Lin Jing walked back to the dormitory with a smile on his face.

Do you think I killed you with my strength?

Wrong! It's acting!