After the blood negotiated with Lu Lin, he let Marseille in.

After telling him about this, Lu Lin will be Marseille's sword teacher in the future, and Marseille will also serve as a part-time administrator of the school's martial arts arena at the school, and as long as Lu Lin has time in the future, he can be responsible for guiding Marseille's sword skills at any time.

Hearing the news, Marseille jumped up in surprise, and kissed the blood without saying a word: "Thank you, father." ”

"Hmph, you kid, Lao Tzu has found you so many sword teachers, and I haven't seen you thank me once."

"Father, Phoenix...... Oh no, Mr. Lu Lin is different from others. ”

Marseille stood on the ground again, and he also felt that he was a little too excited just now, "Father, Mr. Lu Lin was only a lava level two at that time and could tie with me, and now that he has reached the peak of the lava level, maybe I am no longer his opponent." ”

"Hmph, arrogant!"

Blood reprimanded: "Marseille, as long as you haven't broken through to the enlightenment level, you can't be Lu Lin's opponent." ”

"This, Lord Blood's words are serious." Lu Lin hurriedly excused himself.

He has always been committed to hiding his true strength, but he is afraid that the enemy will see through his reality.

I didn't expect the blood to give Lu Lin such a chance to leave a hand, and shake out all his family resources.

"Really?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Marseille's face, "Teacher Lu Lin, I've been waiting for you for a long time, otherwise, if it's convenient for you now, then give me a lesson." ”

"I don't have time today, our class has a class meeting in the afternoon, so I have to rush back as soon as possible."

After Lu Lin finished speaking, he looked at the time, and before he knew it, it was already more than 11 o'clock, and he rushed back to the academy, he was afraid that he would have to go to class before he even had time to eat.

"Oh, okay then."

Marseille said with a flat mouth.

However, at this time, Lu Lin was suddenly stunned for a moment, and when it came to going to school, he thought of Zhao Futu.

When he came out of the dormitory this morning, Zhao Futu also asked Lu Lin to help ask if he could let blood help him solve the height problem.

However, when Lu Lin said this, the blood said that he had no choice.

In the universe, the trolls are a relatively special race.

Obviously, the physical strength is strong, but I don't know why, there seems to be a strange power in the bloodline, and many descendants of the troll clan cannot reach adulthood.

Therefore, the trolls had to think of another way to keep their race alive.

That's mixed blood.

Zhao Futu's height problem, as well as the black neck that Lu Lin saw, were all related to bloodline, not to mention the blood of an ordinary eternal immortal, I am afraid that even the main-level powerhouses have no way.

Lu Lin could only shake his head, and after saying goodbye to the blood, he didn't stay for lunch, and sat in the car and returned directly to the academy.

On the way back, Lu Lin received two messages.

One is that his identity has been changed to a formal martial arts academy student, and he does not need to be challenged and assessed after a year.

The other is a message from the Martial Arts Academy's Exercise Management Office, saying that Lu Lin has obtained the cultivation content of the first three layers of the loan, and Lu Lin can download the corresponding content on the Internet, or he can go to the library and borrow the manuscript.

Lu Lin waved his hand excitedly.

These two pieces of news made Lu Lin do two major things.

The identity is confirmed, and he will be an official member of the Holy Martial Pavilion in the future.

There is also the Origin Cultivation Method, which has been circulating among ordinary people in the Bao Kingdom but has never been practiced, and it has also opened its door to Lu Lin.

Back in the dormitory area of the Martial Arts Academy, Lu Lin set the car to return to the automatic program, and prepared to go to eat something with Zhao Futu.

The food of the Martial Arts Academy is not an ordinary meal.

They are all monsters with great power, and they are made into a variety of delicious dishes.

Lu Lin had only eaten for two days and had already fallen in love with the food here.

It's just that when I walked outside the dormitory door, I saw more than a dozen people in front of me surrounding a student, and many more people gathered outside to watch the excitement.

It seems that no matter where people are, it is a kind of nature to watch the excitement.

Lu Lin passed by and didn't care about these things.

However, a voice sounded, so that Lu Lin couldn't help but stop.

"Boy, you said that Lu Lin is the strongest person in your class?"

"Haha, if you are Ouyang Feng or that Fang Jinlong, forget it, Lao Tzu has heard a little bit of their names, but Lu Lin? Haha, this is little garbage that popped out of nowhere. ”

"Clean your mouth for me."

This voice is naturally Zhao Futu's.

"Lu Lin is the strongest person in our class, there is no doubt that if it weren't for him, all of us would have died in this experience."

Zhao Futu's voice was a little angry.

He received a message from Lu Lin and waited downstairs to go to dinner together.

Unexpectedly, a few students from the previous class came back together after dinner, and they regarded the new students as their own talking points and chatted unscrupulously.

Originally, they talked about them, although there was a lot of disdain for the new students, but Zhao Futu was not stunned, and he had to fight with others when he heard something unpleasant.

These people are all old students who entered the school a hundred years ago, and now they are basically masters above the third level of the origin level.

Zhao Futu couldn't beat them.

It's just that the more these people talk later, the more outrageous it becomes, they don't know where they heard some gossip, and they think they know everything about this assessment, so they start to point out the country there.

When talking about Lu Lin, there was obvious disdain in his words.

"Don't talk about it, you guys."

"Big men, talking about others behind their backs, how can they be like some people who have nothing to do and chew the root of their tongues."

Zhao Futu suppressed the anger in his heart and rushed up and said.

As a result, those old students immediately stood up and surrounded Zhao Futu in the middle.

"What are you, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's business?"

"Lao Tzu just said it, what can you do?"

These old students, they already despised the new batch of students very much in their hearts, thinking that they came to the academy without completing the entire assessment.

This may lead to a skyrocketing number of academies in the future, and the people think that anyone can enter the Holy Martial Pavilion, and the status of the students of the Holy Martial Pavilion will be reduced at that time.

Therefore, they all had a hint of vague hostility towards the nearly 1,000 newly enrolled martial arts students.

This time, seeing Zhao Futu take the initiative to jump out and provoke them, all the old students were happy in their hearts.

"I don't care if you say others, but Lu Lin is my boss, you can't talk about him."

Zhao Futu's character is stubborn.

These old students, even if they say that he Zhao Futu, Zhao Futu will not be so angry.

However, Lu Lin is the boss recognized by Zhao Futu, the noble person in his master's mouth, how can Zhao Futu let them talk about Lu Lin so wantonly.

"Haha, Lu Lin, you shouldn't be the first place in the shit luck that doesn't know what kind of shit luck you go."

"We know that guy is a martial artist selected by the people, and he hasn't even cultivated the original energy, and he has won the first place, how bad do you say the rest of your batch will be."

"That's right, there are only five martial artists selected from the people, and as a result, one Lu Lin is above all of you, if I were you, I would have no face to continue to stay in the academy, a martial artist who doesn't even have the original ability can defeat so many people, why have you cultivated to dogs for so many years?"

These people spoke very hard, and they said something there wantonly that made Zhao Futu angry.

But after talking for a long time, none of them did anything in their group of old students.

The rules of the martial arts academy are strict.

They are all students, and it is impossible for them to take the initiative to provoke and cause trouble.

The Holy Martial Pavilion stipulates that students of the Martial Arts Academy, if they want to fight, need to report to the academy and then arrange a battle ring.

The program is complicated so that they can minimize fighting and spend their time and energy on learning.

But for this reason, there are many people who do not believe in evil, and once they get angry, they directly start fighting.

Of course, the punishment for this is also severe, and you may even be expelled from school.

But there are exceptions to everything.

In the lobby of this dormitory, there is a monitoring device.

Whoever makes the first move will definitely be recorded, and then they can use this to reduce the punishment, saying that they have no choice but to fight back.

Zhao Futu listened to these people's words, and the fists in his hands clenched.

He looked at the old students fiercely.

He also knew the rules of the academy, as long as he made the first move, whether it was justified or not, he would be the one who was punished the most.

"Shall I draft it!"

Zhao Futu finally couldn't help it, he flew up directly, rushed directly to the old student who was the leader, and punched down.

Some people died, but not completely......