National Creation: My world is indescribable

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scenery in front of me was shattered like spring rain, and many sufferings were experienced, but for a moment, everything before was just an illusion.

The young man in front of him stands proudly here.

The knee was not bent for half a minute.

Even if it is still suppressed by him.

However, the previous hallucinations made him still have palpitations.

"Master Mage, I'll help you finish him!"

Zhang Xun's face showed a fierce light, looking at Wang Yuanzhou, and his face appeared indescribably violent.

The hatred in his eyes was like a raging fire.

He couldn't understand or bear that after he had bowed to his knees, there were still people who dared to face the irresistible bleak reality of the moment.

This made him feel great humiliation, and every second of the other party's existence seemed to be a denial of himself!

The disgust with a person has never reached this level.

So much so that Wang Yuanzhou, who he had only had a verbal dispute, had an unforgettable hatred!

However, as he prepared to act, the necromancer cast his gaze on him.

"No need to strike..."

Zhang Xun froze in place.

The fear of the origin of the soul has finally triumphed over blind hatred.

However, just as he was retreating, Wang Yuanzhou projected that undisguised contempt on him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, full of mockery.

The brain exploded with a bang!

His feet moved involuntarily and approached Wang Yuanzhou.

The fierce light in his eyes had already distorted his face to the point that it was almost inhuman.

The necromancer's words of admonition still echoed in his ears, and he ignored them.

One-step...... Two steps... Drawing closer, the sharp knife drawn from his waist was originally used to prevent enemy attacks, but now it was stained with the blood of his companions.

"I... Lao Tzu said to stop you, don't you fucking understand!? The

necromancer's originally monotonous and empty voice was suddenly colored with intense emotion at this moment.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

The necromancer landed on the ground, picked up the staff in his hand and knocked it towards Zhang Xun's head.

Zhang Xun, who was knocked on a stuffy stick, covered his head, his face was dazed, and the surreal accident unfolded at the moment and made him completely in a state of confusion.

Of course, Lu Qingshu and Li Weiwei are not much better.

Only Wang Yuanzhou's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his squinted eyes looked at the unconscious Lin Wan, and he saw that the other party was like gravel, accompanied by a breeze blowing, quietly drifting away.

With a long breath, the originally tight nerves were completely relaxed, and Wang Yuanzhou laughed softly and cursed in a low voice.

"What a terrible old bastard."

......

"This... What is this situation?

Everyone looked ahead, their faces dull, and their eyes full of disbelief.

In everyone's field of vision, the necromancer who had previously caused everyone great panic had faded his strange figure.

In his place was Lin Wan, who was smiling and holding his chest with both hands.

"Ring the bell! Surprise Motherfucker!"

"Not surprised! Not surprisingly!

Lin Wan's hands were open, and the corners of his mouth were almost on top of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, but the weather-beaten middle-aged face showed a child-like mischievous expression.

"Director Lin... How could it be... You were obviously still there just now-"

Li Weiwei murmured, and when she turned her head to watch, it stopped abruptly, it turned out that there was still Lin Wan's figure in that realm, only a pool of mud and wind and sand stained on it.

"You're really tasteless, old fellow."

Wang Yuanzhou put his hands in his pockets and took the first two steps, not afraid of the other party's name and means, and his face was quite unkind.

"Even if you are a legend-level figure in Shenzhou, it does not mean that you can fool us so casually, not to mention that as a teacher, you have to be regarded as an example, and when things come to this extent, you have to give us a reasonable explanation, right?"

Hearing Wang Yuanzhou say this, Li Weiwei, who had tears on her cheeks, and Lu Qingshu, who was originally sitting on the ground, projected their dissatisfied eyes on each other.

Only Zhang Xun was still sitting in place at the moment, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

Even if the other party is one of the strongest in Shenzhou.

Even in the academy, he is considered a top figure.

But you can't make such jokes anyway.

Moreover, as far as the current situation is concerned, if this can be called a joke, it is really a bit excessive and bad!

"Shut up! Lao Tzu naturally has his own plans, otherwise you think who is idle and has nothing to do with you little fart children to play with the house! Or

because of being questioned and despised by the students, Lin Wan'er was a little overwhelmed.

The middle-aged decadent uncle's old face turned red, and he suddenly tore open his throat and roared.

Don't say it now, Li Weiwei and Lu Qingshu really looked frightened and didn't dare to say more.

Only Wang Yuanzhou still looked unhappy, tilted his head, expressionless, his eyes staring straight at each other, as if waiting for an explanation.

"Ahem... Here's the thing... The tournament is coming, I think you all know it.

"No... I do not know.

Lin Wanwan originally planned to continue the topic, but Wang Yuanzhou made a fork, and his anger suddenly rose.

Just as he was about to curse, the illusion that had made him fall into the abyss appeared before his eyes again.

Fear spread up by his will, and he couldn't stop shivering, and finally extinguished the thought of reprimanding the other party, waved his hand, and his tone was quite easygoing.

"Oh... That one...... In short, it is the meaning of a bunch of little ghosts getting together and fighting each other, and when the time comes, you will understand, now listen to Lao Tzu first.

After a pause, Lin Wan's face finally became a little more serious.

"As you know, the resources allocated by our Dark World Department in the academy are also pitiful compared to other departments."

"This is because of the bad reputation, and secondly, because the grades in the department are really not good."

"Poor grades lead to fewer and fewer resources, and few resources lead to bad grades."

"I discussed with a few old guys in the department, and simply took advantage of this tournament to fight a beautiful turnaround, subvert other people's stereotypes of our dark world department in one fell swoop, and flash the blind committee and the principal's pair of dog eyes with dazzling performance."

"But you also know that we are in the academy, and there are very few students who can really wrestle with the strong people of other departments."

"So, Lao Tzu came up with this method as soon as he patted his head, and the mentors in the department selected the list of the most outstanding candidates, and then Lao Tzu led those individuals to go around and secretly set up assessments to select the best ones."

"The hard work in these days has finally been rewarded, and you are the proud sons of heaven selected by Lao Tzu!"