Chapter 12: The Resumption of Conflict

Watching Hu Deqing's figure enter the library pavilion, the old man who was not smiling at himself stood on the steps in front of the building with a smile to greet him.

This person is just different from people, and it is really realistic.

Hana laughed self-deprecatingly and strode towards the dormitory.

After a delay for most of the day, dinner was not settled again.

If you are hungry for a meal, it is nothing, just lose weight, touch the body with a few taels of flesh, this weak can't help but be windy, can you resist the next intensive training?

Now that he has decided to gradually make himself stronger, Hua Yanrong has been thinking about the training arrangements for the next two years.

Martial arts are the foundation of strengthening the body and protecting one's life, and you can't fall behind, and you have to go to the martial arts class every day.

Pharmaceuticals and refining courses should not be left behind.

Hu Deqing is right about one thing, although he can't master it, it's not a bad thing to understand it, maybe one day he can become an alchemist or a forger?

In line with the idea that there is no harm in learning more, let's go to the beginner course, and forget the advanced one, I don't understand it!

People still have to be self-aware.

The mortal trick is the key, practice once a day in the morning and evening, whether you can open the hanging, whether you can walk the rivers and lakes with a high-profile sword in the future, it's up to you!

And physical fitness, isn't 20 kilometers a day a little far?

This leg hurts so much.

Forget it, I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, so it's a big deal to spend more credits to buy "smear fluid".

Well, credits...... Let's gradually increase the amount, and the leg muscles have to have an adaptation process.

Hua Yanrong thought as she walked, and as the idea of strengthening herself through intensive training was gradually figured out and straightened out, the small flame of the dream of the rivers and lakes that she had imagined countless times was now burning in her heart.

Looking up at the vast sky in the night, Hua Lost was calming down her excitement, and there was a voice in her heart that kept shouting: Jiuzhou Continent, I am here with Flower Loss!

When you think of it, act on it, strike while the iron is hot.

Since it's night, let's go and practice the Mortal Technique.

Improving one's strength is the king, and it is also a top priority. In this world where strength is respected, without strength, everything is nonsense.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she immediately walked towards the quiet room.

The so-called meditation room is a place where students can meditate and practice the mental method. It is built next to the back wall of the school, and the courtyard side by side also has the tutor's dormitory, the medicine garden, the talisman room, etc.

The ashram is a large garden, separated from the rest of the courtyard by a wall that is more than a foot high.

There are several floors of blue brick and stone, each of which is divided into many one-square-meter dark rooms, just enough for one person to meditate.

As soon as the door is closed, it can isolate the dry sound of the outside world, which is conducive to the martial artist to quickly enter the meditation, and it is the best place to practice the mental method.

In contrast, the school field near the north wall is noisy all day long.

Hua lost her appearance and ran quickly to the quiet room, but it also took a lot of time.

The academy is indeed a bit big.

Hua Yanrong saw an old man sitting quietly in front of the doorway of the quiet room, as if he was sleeping lightly, and the soft light in the room shone on his face, looking very old, and his wrinkled face had shown the taste of vicissitudes.

Hearing the footsteps, the old man raised his head, his cloudy eyes lit up, and the essence appeared, and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing Hua Lost face approaching the door, he stretched out his hand and snorted coldly, "Bring it!"

Hua Disfigured took out his nameplate from the treasure bag, and used it everywhere in the school. To put it simply, this nameplate resembles a human wallet, which contains your ID card and bank card.

In addition to the dormitory and school field, no credits will be deducted in this school, and credits will be deducted wherever you go, even if you go to the classroom to listen to classes.

The flower disfigurement enters a trace of internal force into the nameplate, and the nameplate shows the name and realm of the flower disfigurement.

The nameplate only works in the school, after leaving, you have to hand it back, don't worry about being stolen, the first time you input the internal force, the nameplate will automatically record all your information, others can't use it. After retrieving, the school will have a special method to erase all this information and use it again.

It's all that magical!

The old man took a look, and did not answer, he also took out a piece from himself, and gently pressed it on the nameplate of Hua Disfigure, but when he heard a "beep", a number was displayed on the nameplate of Hua Disfigured: A 3015.

The old man glanced at it and said lightly: "Go ahead, Room 3015 of Building A." ”

Hua Lossy took his nameplate.

He knew that when he walked into room 3015 of Building A for a while, he had to confirm it with his nameplate, and he could only enter the quiet room after deducting credits.

It seems to be a good technology, but Hua Yirong knows that this is not technology, but just a formation carved into the nameplate.

Hua Disfigured walked towards Building A, and at this moment, three teenagers walked out of a floor in front of them, talking and laughing, and when they saw Hua Disfigured, their faces showed a smile of surprise and surprise.

The leader took a step forward and stood in front of Hua Disfigured.

Looking at the tall, handsome-looking young man in front of him, who also showed a sunrise smile, Hua Lossy frowned.

Hua Yanrong didn't know him, but looking at the clothes on his body, he was obviously a child of the Ling family.

Looking for trouble!

The young man stared at Hua Disfigured with a relaxed and casual expression, "Hua Disfigured, aren't you dead?

The young man on the right side of the boy smiled: "Yuhui, it is said that you see ghosts during the day, this is the night, come to think of it, this ghost's ability will be greater." ”

Ling Yuhui?

Hua Yanrong's heart moved, and information about some of the more famous children of the Ling family appeared in his mind.

Ling Yuhui, 14 years old, a senior student, a martial arts environment.

If you can reach the martial arts realm at the age of fourteen, your qualifications are the best choice!

It seems that this flower loss is not useless, and the information collection of some people is still in place.

The three teenagers laughed and were unscrupulous!

Hua lost his face and calmed down, thinking about countermeasures in his heart, but said coldly: "Get out!"

Escaping is not the first choice, and if there are three people, they will not chase them to death? The only plan is to face the difficulties.

The voice of the flower is not loud, but it is enough to express the determination at this moment: not to be picked!

The other teenager had a strange expression as if he had heard something incredible.

"Did I hear me right? Let's get out of the way?

How could a person with a fourfold martial apprentice realm actually scold three people who were more than three small realms higher than him and get out of the way?

The three of them laughed even more happily, and their eyes were full of banter.

These three Ling disciples were all senior department students, dressed in the Ling family's regular clothes with gold trim on a white background, and there was a lotus flower on their chest that seemed to bloom in the wind, and two small golden swords hung vertically above the lotus.

The people of the entire Yishui Town know that this golden sword is a symbol of power: one golden sword represents a hundred years, and two shows that the Ling family has controlled Yishui Town for two hundred years.

Hua Yanrong heard that the Ling family is not far from embroidering the third small sword, and it seems that it is only ten or twenty years away.

It was precisely because of the mission that the three of them avoided the conflict between the families.

Among the three people, except for that Ling Yuhui is a strength in the martial realm, the other two have no impression in Hua Lost's memory, thinking that the realm is not high, and they didn't attract Hua Lost's attention, so they didn't collect their information.

Even if they don't pay attention to it, the realm of these two people is much higher than Hua Disfigured, otherwise, Hua Disfigured would not be able to see their realm.

In the Jiuzhou Continent, as long as it is above three small realms, it is difficult to judge the realm and strength through the aura emanating from the other party's body. Obviously, these two people had reached at least the seventh level of the martial arts realm or above.

These two people are not disappointed.

"Isn't it funny?"

Hua looked at the young man on Ling Yuhui's left with a blank look.

"Of course ......"

The boy still laughed.

Another teenager said: "Yuqing, don't talk to him! Doesn't he want to find death? Let him taste death again." ”

Ling Yuqing stepped out in one step, approaching Hua Disfigured.

"If you want to find death, I will fulfill you! You caused the young family master and other more than 30 people to be punished to go to the mine to mine, I originally thought that after the young family master came back, I would find your Hua family children to settle accounts, but since I met it today, I will teach you a lesson first, and I should relieve the hatred of the punished brothers. ”

Hua Lost took a step back, fully guarded.

At this moment, Ling Yuqing quickly stepped forward and struck at Hua Disfigured with a fist.

Really fighting and feeding are two different things!

Feeding moves is to let you take apart the moves to start actual combat, the training is very strong, the action is not fast, the real fight is the actual combat, the kind of fist to the flesh.

In the current situation of Yihua's disfigurement, it is good to be able to fight against the same realm for a while, and in front of opponents who are much higher than themselves, they can only be beaten.

Hua Disappearance stared at Ling Yuqing's fist, and the moment the other party made a move, Hua Disappearance retreated, which could not be described as unpleasant.

However, Ling Yuqing's speed was unimaginable for Hua Disfigured, as soon as he retreated, the other party's fist had already arrived in front of him, and in a panic, Hua Disrong raised his arms to stop him.

In a panic, my mind is blank, how can I still think of the coping measures when I dismantle the tricks on weekdays?

Ling Yuqing's experience in facing the enemy was much richer than Hua Loss's, and when he saw Hua Loss's arms blocked, he immediately closed his fist sideways, and kicked out his right leg violently.

"Canopy" sounded!

Before Hua Disfigured could scream, her body had already risen into the air, flew to the flower garden a foot away behind her, and fell heavily to the ground.

With just one move, Hua lost the disfigurement.

Ling Yuqing patted the corner of his right leg, looking at the flower who had struggled to get up from the flower garden very comfortably, and his arrogance was even more obvious.

Ling Yuhui sneered: "Hua is disfigured, just with your skills, we let you be round, you can't be flat, let you be positive, you can't be biased, you have to have hard capital." ”

Hua lost his face and got up, his chest ached for a while, his qi and blood turned over in his body, it was very uncomfortable, and he was about to vomit blood several times, and he swallowed it into his stomach.

After Hua was disfigured for a while and felt better, she raised her eyes to look at the three people who were slowly approaching her.

Another young man smiled and said, "Yuhui, he's still not convinced, how about watching me beat him up?"

"Yuning, don't kill you, just teach you a lesson. Keep it until the young master comes back, and let him ask for it in person. ”

Ling Yuhui readily agreed.

As for the punishment of the academy, the three of them didn't care at all, they were going to leave in less than two years anyway.

The young man named Ling Yuning moved his body and walked towards Hua Disfigured, his expression relaxed, as if it was a casual thing to fight.