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"Xiao Bing! That's enough!" Seeing that Hong Caibing had almost vented his anger, Hong Jingyu's voice came over at the right time.

However, there is a hint of weakness that cannot be concealed.

Looking sideways, I saw Hong Jingyu and three other college instructors standing up from the ground. But their pale as paper faces clearly told everyone that they were in a very bad state.

A fact.

To withstand the huge coercive impact of a sixth-order demigod at close range was indeed too intense for several of their third-order masters.

For the first time in their lives, they felt a little envious of those students who were unable to experience spiritual consciousness and could not truly feel the powerful pressure of drunkards.

In the past, it would have been difficult for them to believe this kind of thing even if they were slapped.

"Hmph!" Hong Caibing snorted softly, his body trembled, and the murderous and murderous aura surging around him was instantly suppressed, and he tacitly agreed with Hong Jingyu's words.

In fact, at this point in the fight, it was indeed time to come to an end. Hong Libing could no longer hold on any longer.

If the fight continues, it will be impossible for him to hold back in order to protect himself, and killing will be inevitable.

Moreover, the secret of the "anti-god-level technique" can no longer be hidden.

Seeing Hong Libing obediently submit, everyone in the room, including Hong Jingyu and the three instructors from the Royal City Demonic Martial Arts Academy, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, and their hearts dropped.

Honglibing's fighting power is simply too powerful. If he insists on going his own way and continues the battle, to be honest, no one in the audience dares to say that they can suppress him without being injured.

Even Hong Jingyu and the other three mentors from the Royal City Demonic Martial Arts Academy dare not say that they can do this with their injured bodies.

It can be said that the reputation of Honglibing has been completely spread in this battle with all the warrior students.

Even the academy tutors do not dare to look down upon him.

"Get out of the way for me!" Hong Libing stepped forward with a cold expression, as if covered with frost and snow. Wherever he looked, all the students from the Samurai Division gave him a way, daring not to say any more provocative words.

,action.

Seeing this scene, the third princess suddenly felt an indescribable sense of pride in her heart, and her gaze towards Hongli Bing was unprecedentedly intense.

"Oh my... Xiaobing, you are so powerful!" Terry chuckled, and bright flames of war flashed in his eyes, "It seems... I have to work hard too! Tsk tsk...

…The gap is getting bigger and bigger, and if this continues, our class will be held back by me.”

Ryan, three girls from the Department of Magic, looked at Hongkaibing striding towards them in awe. The strange and flashing eyes were as if they were recognizing Hongkaibing for the first time.

In fact, not to mention them, even Hong Jingyu, the older brother, was so shocked by Hong Libing's performance that his eyes flickered, and his previous image was completely overthrown in his mind, raising it to a considerable height.

Moreover, he also decided to return all the money he borrowed from Hong Libing before.

Money has always been Hong Jingyu's lifeblood and is extremely precious.

Being able to make him make the extremely heavy decision of paying back the money, Honglibing gave him a huge impact, which is completely imaginable.

Hong Libing didn't know what Hong Jingyu was thinking...well...it would be better for him not to know.

Otherwise, he would probably be extremely angry and kill Hong Jingyu with a sword, the bastard who got his head into Qian's eyes.

"Shua——"

Hong Libing flipped his wrist, and the huge Sky-Splitting Wind Absolute Sword shook in the air. Countless fist-sized dazzling green light groups floated up from the Xuanqing sword body, scattered in all directions, and then returned to nothingness and turned into balls of breeze.

After a while, the wind power of the Sky-Splitting Wind Absolute Sword completely dissipated, and the huge sword body was no longer there, revealing the clear and transparent body of the Ethereal Sword.

Under the scorching sunlight, the Ethereal Sword reflected a hint of cold light, with a faint trace of blood red.

"Clang——"

Hong Caibing sheathed the ethereal sword in his hand with his backhand, and did not shy away from suspicion. He strode to the third princess's side, pulled up a chair, and sat down carelessly.

His chest bulged and he let out a long breath.

As he exhaled this breath, the anger on Hong Libing's face seemed to disappear, and his eyes returned to their original clarity and depth.

Immediately, Terry, the third princess, Ryan, and the three girls from the Department of Magic who were next to him all felt something obviously strange. They no longer felt like sitting by the fire, and felt much more relaxed.

"Xiao Bing, you have a bad temper this time." Terry turned his head and glanced at the messy hall and the Samurai Department students lying on the floor in a pool of blood. He couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders and sighed in admiration.

Finally, he asked curiously: "Is that drunkard really that scary? Is he a fifth-level holy warrior who can fly in the air and destroy legions like your father and grandfather?"

Hong Libing's heart moved. He didn't want to reveal the drunkard's true cultivation, so he changed the subject and said, "I have deliberately shown mercy."

While he was talking, Hong Libing picked up a bottle of red wine, pulled out the cork, raised his head and took two sips, letting the spicy wine slide down his throat, bringing with it a burning sensation.

Tingling sensation.

"Huh..." Hong Libing let out a long breath and reached out to wipe away the remaining alcohol at the corner of his lips. He found that the third princess, Ryan, Terry, and the three girls from the Department of Magic were all staring blankly.

He looked at himself with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"Shouldn't I just have a drink? Although it is said that drinking underage is not a big deal, it is not a big deal. Why are you looking at me like this?" Hong Libing reached out and touched his face, wondering: "Or...

…What did I get on my face?”

"Xiao...Xiaobing..." The third princess's eyes widened and she couldn't even speak coherently. "You mean...you were merciful just now?"

"Yeah, so what? Isn't this strange?" Hong Libing, who wanted to change the subject, pretended to be confused and said.

"Nonsense! Of course this is strange... Oh no! This is not strange, but perverted!" Terry held his head and groaned with envy and hatred: "Being able to defeat several second-level enemies with a first-level body.

A group of first-level silver warriors and a group of first-level bronze warriors. Looking at all the young talents in our Yanhong Kingdom today, it seems that only the pervert Lingshuo of the Sky-breaking Spear has achieved this feat!"

Hearing this, the third princess, Ryan, and three girls from the Department of Magic all nodded and agreed with Terry's words.

"The Sky-Breaking Spear... Ling Shuo?" Hong Libing raised his brows and murmured the name, his eyes flashing.

He found that he had just pretended to be stupid and seemed to have accidentally asked something serious.