Create a magic method, and all

Not far away, the president of the Martial Arts Association smacked his tongue, feeling that Lin Pingan was acting like this, a little too arrogant.

However, thinking about the other person's life experience, it feels that this is really normal.

I just hope that the other party will not go crooked in the future.

But after thinking about it carefully, I thought that the cultists had a feud with their parents, so I let go of my heart. No matter how bad it is

, no matter how bad it is, it is impossible to go down that evil path.

The heart is in the Terrans, why not act arrogantly?

After a few moments, the classes left under the guidance of the teacher.

Lin Pingan said hello to the principal and the head teacher Li Xue and invited a period of time as a holiday.

He is not prepared to stay on campus in the future.

Here, there is nothing Lin Pingan needs, and staying will only waste time.

With these free time, it is better to practice alone at home, create new exercises to release, and achieve greater and more progress.

In response, the teacher and the principal also agreed to grant the leave.

For Lin Pingan's achievements, naturally there is no need to worry, there is a first-class martial artist cultivation, plus the first grade in liberal arts, and entering the martial arts university is already a matter of certainty.

As long as you appear during the martial arts college entrance examination, you can participate in the exam, as for the rest, it is no longer important!

Half an hour later.

Lin Pingan did not return home directly, but turned left and right, ran to a remote hotel in the city, opened a room for a while, and temporarily used it as a temporary residence.

And then, in this room.

Re-enter the creation space of the civilization division system and continue to create new exercises.

If there is a harvest of civilization value, it will be put into it, and after it is used up, it will return to reality again to quench the bones. Although the combat power of the middle of the

first product and the early stage of the third product is very strong, in his opinion, it is far from enough.

The combat power of middle-level martial artists and high-level martial artists was like a boulder firmly pressing on Lin Ping'an's head.

In this world, the nine grades on the bright side are extremely respected, and how deep the water is in the secret, who can know.

Think more, think more, analyze more...

From beginning to end, Lin Pingan was not a proud person.

The existence of the old six, no matter which world will exist.

In terms of personality, he has always been afraid to think about everything with the worst ideas. As long as it is

strong enough, it can cope with it all.

Of course, in addition to these, Lin Ping's peace of mind also had a trace of urgency.

That Zhou Qiang, whose limbs were abolished by him, also relied on the uncle of a third-grade martial artist.

I don't know when, the convenience will come to retaliate.

At that point, deathmatch will be inevitable.

Nowadays, although the combat effectiveness of the early stage of the third product is strong, it is not enough to deal with it.

Before that, it is especially important to strengthen any little bit of strength.

And this crisis is also the main reason why Lin Pingan chose not to live at home during this time, and deliberately ran outside to place cultivation.

God knows when the other side will attack, and if you can drag on a little time in this way, you will have a better chance of winning.

After this new technique was created according to the original expectation, a third-grade martial artist would not be an enemy.

Meanwhile.

A middle school on campus, in the infirmary room.

"Woo hoo... Run'er, my Run'er, that Lin Pingan who killed a thousand knives, really damn it!

"Son... My son...... Bastard...... It's so vicious... I'm going to the Martial Arts Association to sue him!"

"Huh-huh... me off! What a bastard! That little rabbit cub is really looking for death!

"..."

After seeing the tragic situation of Zhou Qiang and others, the parents were indignant and gritted their teeth.

That look, as if Lin Pingan really appeared, he would tear it up.

In fact, if it did appear, it would not be as hard-mouthed as it is now.

After a few minutes, parents looked around and locked their eyes on the principal.

Looking at each other, as if you have found a target, you and I start to mess around.

"Principal, that Lin Pingan beat my son like this, he must be expelled and compensated."

"That's right! If you don't learn well as a child, you won't be a good person when you grow up! He doesn't deserve school at all!

"Just that kind of person is still worthy of cultivating martial arts? Must give us an explanation!

"Yes! The child sent it well, and now this kind of thing occurs, and an explanation must be given.

"..." One by one, they pointed fingers and

spat and spit, as if they were standing on the moral high ground.

Open your mouth to Lin Pingan, shut up and ask the school to compensate.

Seeing this scene, the originally kind principal's face was stunned, and a trace of danger flashed in his eyes.

The next instant.

The aura of the three-rank martial artist suddenly broke out, suppressing all the parents, making the scene quiet.

At the same moment, the sound of bursting cheers also sounded.

"Presumptuous!"

"It has just been made very clear, the fault of this accident lies with them, and it is already a blessing not to die!"

"During the incident, all the high-level officials of the martial arts association were present, and the right and wrong were already determined, even if they told it a thousand times and ten thousand times, it would be the same result."

"If you mess around again, Hugh blames Principal Ben for not being polite and directly saying that you are thrown out of the campus."

"Is it true that this third-grade martial artist is a soft persimmon?"

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, the principal finished speaking, then turned around and left.

In his opinion, although Lin Pingan was a little too ruthless, what the other party said was also the truth.

At that time, killing people was not excessive.

The cultivation of martial arts is a smooth heart, and the mind is clear.

Insulting parents is not enough to form a life-and-death feud.

Even if these people are really killed, it can only be said that there is a remnant of death. Although he is

a high school student, he is not young, and he should already understand the basic things.

If you make a mistake, admit it!

Woe comes from the mouth to understand this truth, should be understood.

Now I am not beaten, and after I leave society, I will die faster.

At present, it is not a real peaceful era, and in the hidden corners, there are too many dead people to count.

On the other side, the parents, who were shocked again, also collapsed to the ground with pale faces, not daring to speak.

When he saw the principal leave, Fang plucked up the courage to curse quietly.

This time, in addition to Lin Pingan, who killed a thousand cuts, the target was another old immortal scourge principal.

For these swearing.

The principal who had not yet gone far naturally listened to his ears, and the sensitivity of the five senses of the three-rank martial artist was far beyond the imagination of those ordinary people.

However, he did not care.

A moment later, as the principal passed through the hallway, he heard the wails of the various classes.

"Aaaaa It hurts...... I'll go...... It hurts too much..."

"Damn... This exercise is poisonous... It's poisonous!

"Whaa Wow... No more... No more... It hurts me..."

"Uh... I seem to see my grandmother, who has been dead for many years, beckoning..."

"This is a technique that people can practice? Pain Demon Body? This is also too painful for Nima!

"To die... Die...... Die...... To die..."

"..."