Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue were walking on the path to the cultivation ground at this time.

"Xiaolin, are you sure that you can defeat Chen You?"

Murong Ziyue saw that Xin Lin didn't speak all the way, thinking that she was worried about the result of the competition.

"Half and half."

Xin Lin was ambiguous.

In the past few days, she has practiced amputation of the finger many times.

Although the effect is very good, it does not mean that it is absolutely successful.

After all, Xin Lin lacks actual combat.

Chen You is an old student.

Moreover, he had participated in many academy missions earlier, and he was much stronger than Xin Lin in terms of exercises and actual combat experience.

The key to victory or defeat is whether Xin Lin can defeat Chen You and his martial soul wind claw fire cat in the case of three pulse finger amputations.

"Governor Huang has made a bloody investment for this victory, and Chen You and his martial soul have increased their strength. If you're not sure......"

Murong Ziyue hesitated.

Governor Huang's gang has always regarded Xin Lin as a thorn in his side.

Murong Ziyue was afraid that they would take advantage of the opportunity of this competition to plot against Xin Lin.

Moreover, this time the competition was very noisy.

It's good that Xin Lin can win, but if he loses, he will lose the performance of the 500 Academy.

That's not a small amount.

If it really loses, the Spirit Academy will set the worst result in history.

The students and overseers of the Spiritual Academy must have been very annoyed with Xin Lin.

No matter how you look at it, Xin Lin is difficult to ride a tiger this time.

"Don't worry, even if I can't win, I won't lose."

Xin Lin smiled.

"It's a big breath, and I'm not afraid to brag and flash my tongue."

As he was walking, he met a group of people.

Among them are Long Qingchen, Jin Shen, Chu Miaoyun and others.

Under Chu Tianyi's medical treatment, Chu Miaoyun's injuries had recovered, and that face was still intact.

Xin Lin noticed that in the crowd, there were also two faces, obviously from Qingtian Academy.

"Good dogs don't get in the way."

Murong Ziyue's pretty face was blue.

"Xin Lin, you are such a scourge. The dean must have been blinded by lard before he chose to believe you. ”

Chu Miaoyun, as a student of the Spirit Academy, became more and more annoyed when she saw Xin Lin.

This competition, in the eyes of most of the students of the Spiritual Academy, there is no suspense at all.

It is not only the performance of the 500 houses that is lost, but also the qualification for the Eagle Hatchling Conference.

The Eagle Chick Conference, just one place.

In previous years, the students of the Spiritual Academy could still fight for it, but this year, because of Xin Lin, it was equivalent to losing their qualifications directly.

"Do you still know that you are from the Spiritual Academy? I thought you were from the Martial Academy. ”

Xin Lin didn't mean to be annoyed.

"You!"

Chu Miaoyun was about to get angry, and Xin Lin pulled Murong Ziyue and left.

She still has to think about how to do it in three moves, and she is too lazy to mix with the other party.

After walking a few steps, Xin Lin suddenly felt a hairbreak on his back.

When she looked back, she saw that beside Long Qingchen, the feminine-looking man looked at her with a smile.

The man was very handsome, but his face was too pale, almost sickly.

and his eyes, slender and long, full of yin energy, his eyes were firmly staring at Xin Lin, as if Xin Lin was his prey, how to look at it made people feel uncomfortable.

Xin Lin glared at the other party back, then pulled Murong Ziyue and walked away.

"Uncultured stuff. Picture little prince, please forgive me. ”

Seeing this, Long Qingchen hurriedly apologized.

Just look at his appearance, you can see that he has a lot of respect for each other.

"It's delicious, this king likes it."

The feminine man laughed.