Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

At this time, Qiao Yu was on his way to find Wan Lihao with Lin Lang on his back.

Although he successfully obtained the Qiongqi pendant, he only felt a little pain in his heart.

He, the principal, doesn't seem to be a serious principal!

Ma Fei was obviously pretending, but the principal was lucky enough to directly force and hurt people.

Could it be that sword cultivators have a hobby of pretending?

"Boom boom boom!"

Wan Lihao, who was soundly asleep, was awakened by a knock on the door.

He frowned, then looked at the time, three thirty in the morning? !

Which psychopath knocks on my door in the middle of the night?

Wan Lihao stood up with his upper body naked, and he swore that if the person outside the door couldn't give him a reasonable explanation, he would let him know how terrible Wang Jie's anger was.

The moment the door opened, Wan Lihao saw Qiao Yu's handsome face with a smile.

"Good evening, Teacher Wan!"

"Three thirty in the morning, I love you." Wan Lihao took a deep breath, suppressing the national essence that had already welled up in his throat.

No, now that I am a teacher, I cannot scold others.

"What's the matter?" Wan Lihao asked.

"The principal asked me to hand him over to you, so you can figure it out." Qiao Yu pointed to the ground, and only then did Wan Lihao realize that there was a man in ragged clothes lying on the ground whose face he couldn't see clearly.

Wan Lihao was instantly stunned!

"The principal asked you to bring a man to me in the middle of the night?!" Wan Lihao couldn't believe it.

His eyes were a little frightened, he first looked at the man lying on the ground, then looked up at Qiao Yu.

Then Wan Lihao took a deep breath, his eyes became firm.

"Qiao Yu, take someone away and tell Principal Ji for me. Although I, Wan Lihao, am a muscular man, I don't yearn for freedom! I don't even have that kind of hobby!"

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded in an instant, what is going on here? Why did he feel that something was wrong with Wan Lihao?

"Teacher Wan, you misunderstood, this person on the ground is Lin Lang!"

"Lin Lang?!" Wan Lihao's eyes were complicated.

He naturally remembered the name. When Lin Lang disappeared, he mobilized all the power around him to look for it, but unfortunately he couldn't find it.

Wan Lihao raised his head, his eyes became firmer.

"It's even worse if it's Lin Lang! He's my student, and it's my principle not to mess around between teachers and students! You'd better take him away!"

Qiao Yu: "..."

Teacher Wan can't get into it, ah no, something is wrong with Teacher Wan!

He suddenly remembered that Wan Lihao didn't seem to know that Lin Lang killed Qin Xuan after he joined Bai Ze.

So Qiao Yu hurriedly explained the ins and outs to Wan Lihao.

Only then did Wan Lihao understand Ji Pingyang's intention of asking Qiao Yu to send Lin Lang over.

"I understand, you go back first, I'll take care of Lin Lang's matter."

Wan Lihao raised his head again to remind him.

"By the way, you remember to participate in the exclusive dungeon! Before participating in the battle competition, the school will arrange special training for you!"

Qiao Yu nodded, then turned and went back to the dormitory.

...

"Wow! Wow!"

This is, the sound of waves?

Lin Lang opened his eyes with some difficulty.

He who was seriously injured was oppressed by Ji Pingyang's breath, and immediately passed out, and he barely woke up until now.

Lin Lang looked up and looked around, he was on a towering mountain peak, opposite to another mountain peak, and in the middle of the two peaks was a cliff!

A man sat on a cliff with his back to him.

"Teacher Wan!"

Lin Lang instantly recognized the figure from behind.

"Are you awake? Come here, sit down." Wan Lihao said lightly.

Lin Lang's expression was a bit complicated, but he still walked over and sat beside Wan Lihao.

"Drinking?" Wan Lihao handed over a wine bottle.

Lin Lang picked up the wine bottle and took a big gulp. The spicy wine passed through the esophagus, making Lin Lang's face flush a little.

"Do you remember where this is?" Wan Lihao asked.

"Remember, the second stage of training, where the Gray Swordfish hides."

Lin Lang nodded, with resentment in his eyes, it was here that Qin Xuan trampled his dignity under his feet crazily.

"I've heard about you. I've also seen what happened at that time. I thought it would motivate you to practice harder, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this. This incident is my fault."

Wan Lihao raised the wine bottle and took a big gulp of wine into his mouth.

"After you disappeared, your parents looked for me, and I told them that you went on a mission."

"Thank you." Lin Lang's voice was a little hoarse: "Mr. Wan, if possible, please don't tell them that I have become like this."

Wan Lihao didn't answer the conversation, instead he changed the topic, looked at the sky and spoke slowly, not sure whether he was speaking to Lin Lang or talking to himself.

"In fact, I have a very bad personality. I am obviously not suitable for teaching and educating people, but I became a teacher at Peking University."

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"I used to be called a war madman because I was addicted to war. If I didn't fight for a day, I would lose my energy."

"At that time, if someone told me, Wan Lihao, you will be a teacher in the future, I would definitely slap him in the face. It's really nonsense. How could I, Wan Lihao, become a teacher?"

Wan Lihao stretched out a hand and gently pressed Lin Lang's head.

"So, why are you so sad? What difficulties do young people have to overcome? When I was your age, when the king of heaven came, I would dare to shoot him!"

"If you make a mistake, you have to admit it. It's a big deal to start over. The real strong is not that he can't make mistakes, but he has the courage to face the mistakes he made!"

"Hey, I'm really not suitable for preaching."

Wan Lihao took another big gulp of wine in his mouth, and the bottle in his hand bottomed out in an instant.

Lin Lang lowered his head and remained silent. No one knew what he was thinking.

The old and the young sat on the edge of the cliff, neither of them said anything, they poured wine into their mouths one after another.

...

By a small lake in the depths of the vast Everfree Forest.

A man with a fishing rod is fishing with his eyes closed.

The float suddenly dropped a few times, and the man pulled the fishing rod violently, and a small fish three fingers wide was pulled ashore.

"Yo? Boss Bai is so interested? He's still fishing!" A man with a height of only 1.5 meters and an unattractive appearance came over.

"It's the Sword King? How about the Hammer King?" The man called Boss Bai said in a flat tone, but the words he uttered made people startled.

Sword King! That is the terrifying existence that once competed with Ji Pingyang for the title of the number one swordsman, but lost in the end!

"Let Mu Wang be rescued, but he lost half of his body."

The Sword King shook his head, then looked up in one direction.

"You can't talk about people during the day and you can't talk about ghosts at night. Whenever you talk about him, he will come."

As soon as the words fell, a huge vine gushed out from the ground, and the hammer king Huang Huayu, who was only half of his body, was curled up on the vine.

"Ah, Hammer King, it's great that you came back safe and sound!" Sword King said with a smile.

Huang Huayu's forehead suddenly burst into blue veins.

I lost half of my body, do you call this safe and sound?

But he only dared to say these words in his heart, and when they came out of his mouth, they became.

"Thank you Sword King for your concern!"

Now he only has half of his body left, and there is no one in ten of his strength. If he angers the sword king and kills him with a sword, he can only consider himself unlucky.

"Now do you understand? It is impossible to defeat Ji Pingyang one-on-one. We must take advantage of the right time, place and people to work together to have a slight chance of killing him."

After the sword king finished speaking, he looked at the man who was still fishing.

"Boss Bai, what do you think?"

"Wow!"

Another fish was lifted from the lake.

"Ji Pingyang, it's too much of a hindrance, it really should be removed."

The man's tone was very flat.

"The battlefield is set to be Su Cheng. Su Cheng's group spent so much time but failed to capture Qiao Anqing's son, so they used it as waste. For other specific matters, we will contact you later."

"I have no objection!" Sword King agreed immediately.

Just as the sword king was about to leave, he found a sharp fishhook floating in front of his eyes at some point.

As long as he took another step forward, the hook would hit his eyeball directly.

The sword king's throat ball couldn't help rolling up and down, and asked embarrassingly.

"Boss Bai, is there anything else?"

A faint voice sounded from behind the Sword King.

"One more question, how many of your eight kings will dispatch to besiege Ji Pingyang?"