A Million Possible

After a month, Cheng Lin came to the academy's ability practice area again, but was surprised to find that it had changed its appearance.

This building at the corner of the college was originally a simple compartment that was quickly erected, but now it has a new composition.

Not far from the open-air practice area, it is a semi-abandoned sports field. Previously, this side was always separated by a board. Construction is underway. Now that the construction is completed, the house has been completely renewed.

Under the night, the lights were on inside, which looked quite majestic.

However, it was not these that surprised them, but...

"Why so many people?"

Sun Xiao frowned and said.

From afar, they only saw that the entire power practice area was brightly lit. According to past practices, at this time, only a few, hard-working students would stay here.

But today... is too much.

At a glance, I am afraid that there are hundreds of people, and these people are not cultivating in the compartment, but staying outside, scattered and scattered, it looks like...It is like watching, waiting for something.

Compared with the students scattered around, the most eye-catching figure is at the entrance of the entire practice area.

The asphalt road stretches straight, and there is a huge platanus tree growing at the entrance, and there are two street lamps on the left and right beside the tree, illuminating the entrance gate brightly, and the shadow of the tree is scattered on the ground. The figure is slightly lonely and cold. The ground stood there, as if waiting for someone.

When Cheng Lin and his party walked over, some Perception students whispered in the crowd of onlookers, so the listless people instantly became energetic.

"Cheng Lin is really here!"

They said one after another.

The voice was not high, but when there were more people talking, it boiled, and a group of people heard it clearly after a hundred meters away.

Except for Kai Cheng Lin, the other six people's expressions fell.

They don't need to speak, they also understand that these students must have heard the news and knew about Han Lun's invitation before rushing over.

"Is it the wind made by Han Lun?"

Xie Qingke frowned and whispered.

Everyone was silent. They didn't leak the news. Obviously, it could only be done by Han Lun.

What does he want to do?

"Does he want to put pressure on the number of people? If there are so many people watching and challenging, it will be difficult to refuse." Fu Zhongting analyzed with eyebrows.

This speculation was immediately agreed by everyone.

Then, a wave of anger rose in his heart.

Yes, in their opinion, this kind of small method is completely forcing Cheng Lin. It is easy to reject Han Lun alone, but it is difficult to reject the expectations of so many students in the Secret Technique Academy.

"Or, let's go?"

Hua Bei bit her lip and said.

Sun Xiao smiled bitterly: "Where is the time? Blame me, you should pay attention to the news when you have just eaten. If you know it early, you can also prepare.""This has nothing to do with you, Cheng Lin, or..." Xie Qingke sighed and turned to look at the protagonist of the scene.

However, to her surprise, Cheng Lin, as the person involved, did not have the slightest anger of being "calculated" by small means, nor any anxiety.

He was looking at the newly renewed practice area with interest, and then he cast his eyes on the person under the tree, "That guy...is Han Lun?"

Seeing his okay and human look, several people couldn't help but feel helpless, and they didn't know whether to praise him for his good mentality, or to say that he was big-hearted...

But seeing that Cheng Lin was not nervous, the gloom in their hearts also quietly disappeared.

"Let's go over, everyone is waiting anxiously."

Cheng Lin smiled, tucked his hands in his pockets, and walked forward. He was not very angry about the situation in front of him, but just found it interesting.

As he approached, he finally saw the figure under the tree with dappled lights.

He is Han Lun.

He is medium-sized and thin, with a college student uniform on the outside, his arms open, and a white shirt on the inside. His entire face is shrouded in the mottled, broken shadow of the tree. It looks a little messy and looks good. .

Yes, even if the opponent is on the opposite side of own, Cheng Lin has to admit that Han Lunsheng is really good-looking, with a handsome face, a starry-eyed face, and a fair complexion. The only thing that undermines this beauty is the one between his brows. The expression-the expression is a bit colder, and it seems to be condensed with a lot of pressure and motivation, solidified together, it looks very heavy.

In addition to being heavy, it was also a little cold.

The other party apparently saw Cheng Lin and his party, and Qizheng glanced over it lightly, his eyes swept away from the people, and then fixed on Cheng Lin.

"You, is Cheng Lin?"

Han Lun asked, his voice was a bit sharp, piercing the darkness, and slamming over him abruptly.

"You invited me over? Han Lun? Senior Han?" Cheng Lin asked the card note calmly from his pocket.

He keenly discovered that when he said the word "senior", Han Lun's expression changed slightly. It seemed that the other party seemed to be very dissatisfied with the title.

However, Han Lun didn't say much, just said directly: "It's me."

In the night breeze, Cheng Lin and Han Lun looked at each other. Because there were too many onlookers, they didn't know what to say after they said hello.

Cheng Lin keenly noticed that the students onlookers around were very excited.

They obviously expected something.

One is the first place in the first monthly exam, and the other is the first place in the second monthly exam.

One is the top of the ranking of this year's students, and the other is the repeater who returned from the First Division... No matter what kind of psychology and perspective, I have to admit that this meeting is a very interesting event.

Especially, there are so many people watching.

The night breeze was cool, the two looked at each other and were silent for a while. Cheng Lin asked, "You invite me over...I wonder what's the matter?"

Han Lun seemed to be waiting long ago. Hearing this, he immediately said, "You didn't take the monthly exam. I'm sorry. I heard that you came back before, so I wanted to ask you to come over and have a discussion. After all, I heard many people say , You are the strongest among the students in this class..."

He just said halfway, and was suddenly interrupted by a voice: "So, you want to challenge Cheng Lin? Don't you think this is ridiculous? Your Cultivation Base is higher than him, more experience than him, and more time to practice. Long, consumes more resources than him... From any point of view, this is an unfair matchup. I don't think Cheng Lin has any need to promise you."

Xie Qingke was talking.

In order to prevent Cheng Lin from being agitated, she stood up at the beginning of the conversation.

It's a pity that Han Lun just sneered in the face of her question, his eyes swept over, and his eyes were filled with a very strange emotion, as if a senior viewed a younger generation asking an extremely naive and ridiculous question. .

He said in a cold voice, "I have heard this many times, but I don't mind explaining it again. The battle between practitioners is never fair.

You students, living in the ivory tower all day long, do not know what the real danger is! Could it be that when you fight against illegal Rogue Cultivators and foreign practitioners, do you have to abide by the fair rules?

It's ridiculous, yes, I did practice longer than you, but since I am a student now, things in the past are no longer important. Now, as a student, I challenge myself.

I don't think there is any problem with this. It's like, as a second rank cultivator, would you deliberately lower the strength of the first rank to fight against people in the monthly exam for fairness?

When you graduate and step into the real battlefield, you will understand how boring and ridiculous your current concepts are! "

Han Lun's voice was cold, and his words were like knives.

His voice floated across the big square, as if to answer Xie Qingke, or to Cheng Lin, or... to the onlookers.

Xie Qingke was full of anger, and she believed that the other party's remarks were completely sophistry.

When she was about to fight back, she was suddenly stopped by Cheng Lin.

"you……"

Xie Qingke glanced at Cheng Lin, spit out half a word, but finally defeated in his plain gaze.

Cheng Lin smiled, he walked up, seemed to think about it seriously, and said, "Something makes sense."

?

His words made Han Lun look stunned. In the original idea, Han Lun thought that Cheng Lin would bite the gap between the two Cultivation Base and experience and avoid the battle. After all, from any angle, Cheng Lin shouldn’t. Is an own opponent.

Therefore, he figured out a way to spread the news, attracting some good people to come over, in order to create public opinion pressure, prompting Cheng Lin to have to fight.

He even prepared many pre-plans, no matter which way Cheng Lin chose to shirk, he would have something to keep up with.

However, the facts have shifted from the beginning.

Cheng Lin actually agreed with own's remarks?

In other words, he is not going to use the gap between the two Cultivation Bases as the starting point to avoid the battle?

What does he want to do?

Han Lun was at a loss for a while, and all the prepared plans failed, which made him startled on the spot.

Cheng Lin didn't know Han Lun's complicated thoughts, he simply agreed with the other party's words.

He could see that when the senior Han faced the students, his tone and mentality were filled with a sense of superiority.

It's like... a person who has been in society for many years, looking back at the young people in his student days, there is always a strange and reasonable sense of leadership.

It's also like a veteran who has been on the battlefield, facing a group of officers who are talking about soldiers in the classroom, and a sense of overhead is born.

Many of the naive and naive ideas of the students seem extremely ridiculous to them, such as the so-called fairness.

Han Lun expressed obvious contempt about Xie Qingke’s statement, or rather, this is also a common view in the academy. Although this attitude made Cheng Lin displeased, he also admitted that it was not entirely unreasonable. In the two battles organized by Fang, Cheng Lin had undergone some transformation. His vision was higher than that of ordinary students, so he could understand Han Lun's meaning better.

As far as the rules allow, it is meaningless to entangle the so-called fairness.

Because many things are unfair.

...

The power practice area suddenly became quiet.

People's eyes focused on Cheng Lin and Han Lun, as if they were expecting something, and they seemed to resist something."So... you agree with me? Are you willing to accept a discussion with me?"

Han Lun came back to his senses with joy in his heart. He didn't know how Cheng Lin thought, but as long as the other party agreed to it, it was fine. The rest was not important.

"I only agree in some respects. For example, it is unnecessary to seek fairness too harshly, but this does not mean that I agree with you, especially your attitude.

Of course, it doesn’t matter, whether I finally accept your discussion...or a challenge. What I want to say is that even if I partly agree with you, it doesn’t mean I’m so stupid.

You have been in the third rank for a long time, but I have just been promoted to the third rank. Besides, because of my talent, I haven't even mastered any abilities. "

After a pause, Cheng Lin said seriously: "So, I won't accept your challenge immediately."

The voice just fell.

Countless exclamations suddenly sounded in the cold night-from the students who were onlookers, they were pleasantly surprised at this moment, and their eyes widened in disbelief. A boy screamed and shouted, "You...you have been promoted." third rank?"

"Yes, just these few days." Cheng Lin nodded.

As a result, hundreds of people made a startled hiss... the news was too shocking.

I have to admit that quite a few of the students who came here to watch are with some not-so-bright thoughts.

Of course, Cheng Lin’s eyes became the last line of defense and hope for the entire second class of students, but they knew Han Lun’s Cultivation Base could easily judge that Cheng Lin shouldn’t be Han Lun’s opponent. At this time, they still hope. Cheng Lin is able to accept the challenge, and there may not be a trace of hope for Cheng Lin’s failure in it.

After all, Cheng Lin's counter-attack has also aroused some people's resentment.

Therefore, when they heard the news that Cheng Lin was promoted to the third rank, without exception, they uttered low exclamations, accompanied by extremely complicated hearts, mixed with jealousy and some complex emotions of expectation—— If they are all in the third rank, can Cheng Lin help them find their place in the second class?

Compared with these students, Han Lun's expression is much more calm.

Of course he was surprised, but he remained calm. This was due to his self-confidence. With the same third rank cultivator, the combat power can still be very different.

"As expected to be the strongest student in this class," Han Lun's eyes were sharp, "You said you won't accept my challenge immediately? Then..."

"Yes, I also think that it is a rare opportunity to compete with Senior Han, but this needs to be after I master the third rank ability."

Cheng Lin replied indifferently, this is his thoughtful answer, "However, it's just a general discussion. After all, it's a bit boring. Or, how about we gamble on something?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Or, shall we bet on Contribution Points?"

Cheng Lin said suddenly.

Han Lun was stunned, completely unexpected that the other party would make such a proposal.

The onlookers who heard these words suddenly became excited, and one after another booed. For a while, the entire power practice area was full of voices.

Countless eyes fell on Han Lun. These students who were called by him to put pressure on Cheng Lin, at this moment, turned into the pressure he needed to face.

"Senior Han, how about this proposal?" Cheng Lin asked with a smile.

In the hustle and bustle, Han Lun gritted his teeth abruptly, and narrowed his eyes on that handsome face: "Okay! Just do as you say, but how long will it take you to learn supernatural powers? If it's a few months, I can't wait. !"

Cheng Lin smiled faintly, held up a finger in the night breeze, and said calmly: "A week, seven days later, you and I will discuss and determine the outcome, how?"

"Deal!" Han Lun agreed.

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ps: Going out to eat, drinking too much, dizzy, get out of this chapter, if there are mistakes or omissions, I will correct them tomorrow when I am sober. (Headache...)

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