Let You Drop Out Of School, You Become The Supreme Sword God?

Looking at the slowly withdrawn white palm.

The warriors present.

Like ducks with their necks stuck.

The smile was suppressed back to the stomach.

Hold back the calf muscles.

Trembling involuntarily.

Some warriors even lost their minds.

The exercise equipment slipped from the hand.

It hit the ground.

Accompanied by a dull sound.

The big man who was wiping his sweat stood up abruptly, staring at Lin Fan with a pair of tiger eyes.

Then it seems to think of something

Quickly look away.

He bowed his head slightly and stood aside respectfully.

"This...I..."

Same calf cramps.

And Zhong Laosi.

His whole body was shaking like chaff.

Fortunately, there is still one hand holding the counter.

Only then did Zhong Laosi not collapse on the ground.

I shivered for a long time.

Watching Lin Fan move his eyes to himself.

Zhong Laosi, who has always claimed to be eloquent and has a good relationship with other people in the martial arts hall.

At this time, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Only the upper and lower teeth are desperately bumping against each other.

A crisp sound echoed far away in the silent hall.

"My... my lord, you..."

The maid was even worse.

A crack spreads just behind the counter.

Let the maid fall to the ground.

But even though there were several wounds on his body.

Hair is also messed up.

The maid didn't dare to make any other moves at all.

Just got up quickly.

He hurriedly opened the drawer.

Various materials needed for the authentication realm were taken out.

This is with a crying voice.

Tremblingly asked.

I haven't finished asking.

Seeing Lin Fan looking at her, the maid immediately shut her mouth in fright.

"tread!"

Crisp footsteps sounded.

Lin Fan stepped on the broken ore with one foot.

Didn't see any effort.

That shattered ore.

Just broke in half.

What remains is embedded deeply into the floor.

"Plop."

Seeing this scene, the strength in Zhong Laosi's hands disappeared instantly, and he knelt down directly.

Come to Zhong Laosi.

Lin Fan looked at this and couldn't hold it anymore.

A guy who knelt on the ground and kept trembling.

"I test the Grandmaster."

"Is there a problem?"

A cold and indifferent voice.

At this time, it fell into Zhong Laosi's ears.

It was like ringing the death knell for himself.

"No, absolutely not!"

"Wait a minute! People like us are not qualified to be certified masters."

"I'm going to report now!"

"Go right away!"

I don't know if it is hopeless to the extreme.

Zhong Laosi, who was about to cry, finally mustered up his courage.

I don't care about the cracks and mess all over the place.

Kowtowing his head, he spoke.

Lin Fan didn't speak.

Frowning, he waved his hand casually.

Zhong Laosi, whose head was oozing blood, seemed to be pardoned.

Hastily struggled a few times.

Supporting legs that are as soft as noodles.

Climbing up to the second floor while leaning on the railing in a crooked manner.

Seeing that Lin Fan didn't speak.

Just lightly tap the counter with one hand.

The other warriors did not dare to move.

Just keep the posture just now.

Desperately lowered his head.

I prayed frantically in my heart, this senior, don't blame yourself for what happened just now.

Just when the first floor was silent.

Zhong Laosi also crawled to the door of the training room.

Desperately knocked on the door.

In the training room.

A middle-aged man with a sullen complexion and a striking aquiline nose.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the practice room.

Burning expensive tranquilizing grass beside her.

The middle-aged man's name is Zhang Ying.

The cultivation base is among the peak martial arts masters.

It is also very outstanding.

It is only a thin layer of window paper away from the Grandmaster Realm.

As long as this barrier breaks through.

Zhang Ying can step into a brand new world.

And as a martial artist trained by Xuanyang Martial Arts.

If Zhang Ying can break through to the Grandmaster Realm.

Then the status in Xuanyang Martial Arts Hall will naturally rise.

But break through the barriers of the Grandmaster Realm.

Although it seems to be in front of you.

But it is like the moon in the water in the mirror.

After seeking a breakthrough all the time to no avail.

Even if you light the Anshen Grass while practicing.

It was not enough to calm Zhang Ying's mood.

And Zhang Ying's temper became more and more irritable.

The people under the opponent hit or scold.

But it is also because of the practice of retreating all the time.

Try to break through.

So other people in Xuanyang Martial Arts.

That's why he acted so loosely.

Anyway, Zhang Ying might not come out a few times throughout the year.

Be lazy.

There is the name of Xuanyang Wuguan.

There will be no fewer guests.

"Huh~"

He let out a long breath.

After finishing training, the blood in Zhang Ying's body slowly fell silent.

"Or not.

"Why exactly!"

"If I can't be promoted to Grandmaster, it's hard for me to go to Jinling City."

"Would you keep it for the rest of your life?"

"No, I will never agree!"

Think of yourself if you have been unable to break through.

There is no possibility of promotion at all.

Zhang Ying's face became increasingly ugly.

By now.

There was a ruthless look in Zhang Ying's eyes, who had no other choice.

Finally made up his mind.

I am going to go to a secret place I accidentally discovered before, to see if I can find an opportunity.

Help yourself break through.

"However, that secret realm is extremely dangerous."

"Without the strength of a master, it is always not safe..."

Just when Zhang Ying was thinking secretly.

The chaotic knock on the door instantly confused Zhang Ying's mind.

"Bastard!"

Zhang Ying stood up suddenly.

Pulling open the door of the training room, he kicked it out without saying a word.

Zhong Laosi flew upside down.

He hit the wall, slipped and fell to the ground, spurting blood.

"What's up?"

Only then did Zhang Ying's anger subside a little, and he asked impatiently.

"The branch owner, there is a young master."

"I'm going to take the certification test for the master warrior."

Zhong Laosi didn't even dare to wipe the blood.

Quickly pointed to the first floor and said.

"Young master? Zhong Laosi, do you think I have a too good temper recently?"

"It's still what you think, your smooth-talking mouth."

"I can joke with anyone!"

Hearing Zhong Laosi's words.

Zhang Ying's face became even more gloomy.

The killing intent was undisguised.

"No, no!

"I'm really not kidding, how dare I make fun of you."

"All warriors on the first floor have seen it!"

Zhong Laosi wanted to cry but had no tears, so he knelt on the ground with his body braced.

There was crying in the voice.

"Get up and come down with me."

"If you're kidding."

"snort."

A cold snort.

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Ying walked downstairs unhurriedly.

Zhong Laosi hurriedly supported the wall.

Not caring about wiping the blood on his chest, he limped along.

The two came to the first floor.

His eyes glanced at those warriors who looked very nervous.

Zhang Ying looked at Lin Fan.

Seeing Lin Fan, he casually found a place to sit down.

The face is too young.

It's also over the top.

He gave Zhong Laosi a cold look.

Under Zhong Laosi's frightened eyes.

Zhang Ying walked down the stairs and came to Lin Fan.

His tone was full of coldness.

"That is, you want to test and carry out the master certification?"