Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

Chapter 21 Asking for leave and leaving, preparing for a rainy day, the students wailed in the campus and broke through their defenses one after another!

Not far away, the president of the Martial Arts Association clicked his tongue, feeling that Lin Pingan acted a little too arrogantly.

However, thinking about the other person's life experience, I feel that this is actually normal.

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

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt relieved again when I thought that the cultists had the sworn hatred of their parents.

No matter how bad or bad you are, you can never go down that evil path.

Your heart is with the human race, so why not act arrogantly?

After a while, the students from each class left under the leadership of the teacher.

Lin Pingan said hello to the principal and class teacher Li Xue and took some time off.

In the future, he is not prepared to stay on campus and waste time.

There is nothing that Lin Ping'an needs here, and staying here will only be a waste of time.

With all this free time, it is better to practice alone at home, create new exercises and publish them, and achieve greater and more progress.

In this regard, the teacher and the principal also agreed to approve the leave.

There is no need to worry about Lin Ping'an's grades. With a first-class martial arts training and top marks in liberal arts, it is a sure thing to enter the martial arts university.

As long as you show up during the martial arts college entrance examination and participate in the exam, as for the rest, it doesn't matter anymore!

Half an hour later.

Lin Ping'an did not return home directly. Instead, he turned around and ran to a remote hotel in the city, where he rented a room for a while and used it as a temporary residence.

Then, in this room.

Enter the civilization master system creation space again and continue to create new techniques.

If you have any civilization value to gain, you will invest it all. After using it up, you will return to reality to temper your bones.

Although the current mid-level combat power of the first-level and early-level third-level players is very strong, in his opinion, it is far from enough.

The combat prowess of mid-level warriors and high-level warriors was like a huge stone pressing firmly on Lin Ping'an's heart.

In this world, on the surface, the ninth grade is the most respected, but secretly, who knows how deep the water is.

Think more, think more, analyze more...

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

An existence like Lao Liu would exist in any world.

Personally speaking, he has never been afraid to think the worst about everything.

The great power is gathered into one body, and as long as it is strong enough, it can cope with everything.

Of course, in addition to these, Lin Pingan still has a sense of urgency in his heart.

Zhou Qiang, whose limbs he had lost, had an uncle who was a third-grade warrior to rely on.

I don't know when the other party will come to take revenge.

At that time, a fight to the death will be inevitable.

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

Before that, it is particularly important to enhance every bit of strength.

This crisis was also the main reason why Lin Pingan chose not to live at home during this period and went out to practice cultivation.

God knows when the opponent will attack. Using this method to delay a little time will give you a better chance of winning.

After this new technique is created according to original expectations, a mere third-level warrior will no longer be an enemy.

at the same time.

On the campus of No. 1 Middle School, in the infirmary room.

"Uuuuuu...Run'er, my Run'er, Lin Ping'an, the one who killed a thousand swords, really deserves to die!"

"Son...my son...bastard...he was so cruel...I'm going to the Martial Arts Association to sue him!"

"Fufufufu... I'm so angry! What a bastard! That little bastard is really looking for death!"

"..."

After seeing the tragic situation of Zhou Qiang and others, the parents were filled with indignation and gnashed their teeth.

It looked like if Lin Ping'an really showed up, he would go up and tear him alive.

In fact, if it really happened, it wouldn't be as tough-talking as it is now.

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

They looked at each other, as if they had found a target, and started to talk nonsense to each other.

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

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

"Is that kind of person worthy of practicing martial arts? You must give us an explanation!"

"Yes! The child was sent here properly. Now that something like this happens, we must give an explanation."

"..."

One by one, they were gesticulating and spitting, as if they were standing on the moral high ground.

Open your mouth and tell Lin Ping'an, shut up and demand compensation from the school.

Seeing this scene, the originally kind principal was stunned, and a dangerous aura flashed in his eyes.

The next moment.

The aura of a third-grade warrior suddenly erupted, suppressing all the parents and making the scene quiet.

At the same moment, loud shouts also sounded.

"presumptuous!"

"I just made it very clear that they were at fault for this accident. It's a good thing they didn't die!"

"During the incident, all the high-level officials of the Martial Arts Association were present. Right and wrong have been decided. Even if the incident is reported a thousand times or ten thousand times, the result will be the same."

"If you continue to mess around, don't blame me for being rude. I will throw you out of the campus."

"Do you really think that I, a third-grade warrior, am a soft persimmon?"

"snort!"

With a cold snort, the principal finished speaking and turned around to leave.

In his opinion, although Lin Ping'an was a little too ruthless, what the other party said was also true.

At that time, killing was not an exaggeration.

Martial arts cultivation is to have a smooth mind and clear thoughts.

Insulting one's parents will lead to a life-and-death feud.

Even if these people were really beaten to death, it can only be said that they deserved their death.

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

If you make a mistake, admit it!

Everyone should understand this principle.

If you don't get beaten up now, you will die faster after you leave society.

It's not really a time of peace right now. There are too many people dead in the hidden corners, it's almost too many to count.

On the other side, the parents who were shocked again fell to the ground with pale faces and did not dare to speak.

When he saw the principal leaving, Fang finally plucked up the courage to curse in a low voice.

This time, in addition to Lin Ping'an, who had killed a thousand swordsmen, the target was an old and immortal scourge principal.

For these curses.

The principal, who had not gone far, naturally heard in his ears that the sensitivity of the five senses of a third-grade warrior was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

However, he didn't care.

A moment later, when the principal was passing by the corridor, he heard wailing sounds coming from various classes.

"Ahhh...it hurts...I'm going...this hurts too much..."

"Damn it...this technique is poisonous...poisonous!"

"Ouch...Ouch...I can't do it anymore...I can't do it anymore...It hurts me to death..."

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

"Is this a technique that humans can practice? The Demonic Body of Pain? This is too painful!"

"I'm going to die... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... I'm going to die..."

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