Chapter 20: Hit with one punch to avoid the punch coming.

Tang San didn't realize that Nangong Lingyun was playing tricks, but his brows furrowed tightly.

Rather than losing, he was more concerned about what happened to these bluesilver grasses.

A martial spirit is not like a martial spirit, and a soul skill is not like a soul skill.

Besides, the martial soul is his own, how could he add such a soul skill?

Suddenly, the mistress remembered what the jailer Xiaoan had said to her before:

"According to one of the ten core competitivenesses of martial arts that I studied, the size of the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul.

It is obviously impossible for a useless martial soul like Lan Yincao to awaken to full innate soul power. "

From this, the master deduced that he was a twin martial soul, and the other one must be very powerful, enough to give birth to a high-level soul power.

If we speculate based on the same reasoning,

Nangong Lingyun was also born with full soul power, and his own martial soul was also a useless martial soul. Therefore, like himself, he should also be hiding a second martial soul?

But, why shouldn’t it be Blue Silver Grass? According to theory, it should be a powerful martial spirit.

It can't be possible. He has a third martial soul, and the third martial soul provides soul power. And this third martial soul is very powerful, right? This is too ridiculous.

The mistress felt that her brain was going to explode. After struggling for a while, she decided not to think too much and to ask the teacher for advice in the evening.

Soon after several farces,

A teacher named Mo Hen came to Qisha with evidence of Da Shi's love for his third son and a brand new quilt, and he was immediately moved by Bingqing Yujie.

As soon as Teacher Mo left, Nangong Lingyun shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Is it almost lunch time?

Well, since you are the boss, Brother Yun will treat everyone to a good beating today. "

Before he finished speaking, a series of cheers rang out from behind, and even Xiao Wu called out Brother Yun happily.

"oh oh."

"Long live the boss!"

……

Notting College is not big;

Not long after, the group of people, led by Wang Sheng and several old students, came to a green door.

Nangong Lingyun looked around, there was nothing strange.

It is very similar to an ordinary university cafeteria. Rows of wooden tables and chairs fill the hall, with windows on both sides for serving meals.

However, at this moment, a sound that sounded like a slap in the face suddenly came from a distance.

"Shout, aren't these the poor devils like Wang Sheng?"

Everyone looked up,

I saw a group of oily-faced senior students standing in the middle of the stairs leading to the second floor with their arms folded.

His face was full of arrogance and pride, while his eyes revealed contempt and even disgust. In two seconds, he displayed the Eight Flags style vividly and vividly.

Especially the person who speaks,

After being discovered, not only did he not take it seriously, but he even more provocatively stretched out his little finger, waved it in the air and mocked again:

"Tsk, tsk, a poor man is a poor man. He will never be able to go up to the second floor to eat in this life."

There was a kind of twisted pleasure mixed in the frivolous tone.

As soon as these words came out, the excited faces of Wang Sheng and others suddenly turned gloomy.

Work-study students are not only poor and weak, but more importantly, they are weak and weak.

The entire school only has ten people in total, but each grade of the nobles can fill up the 300-square-meter dormitory, often with thirty or forty people.

Behind her, Xiao Wu was about to get angry, but Nangong Lingyun next to her held her arm down, signaling her to calm down.

Then, he stepped forward gently, stood in front of all the work-study students, put one hand in his pocket and asked:

"Noble, right? I want to know, have you ever heard of such a saying?"

Xiao Chenyu was stunned.

"what?"

“The best way to gain a foothold in a new place is to find the biggest thorn in the side and deal with it.”

"Who is he? Wang Sheng, are you working-study students so promising that you let a six-year-old child be the boss?

Hahaha, let me laugh for a while. "

It can be said that Nangong Lingyun's words are quite rude. He just told Xiao Chenyu that I am going to deal with you.

But it did not make the noble son of the city lord and his lackeys feel the slightest fear, not even anger.

After being startled for a moment, they all burst into laughter, as if they had heard some extremely funny joke.

Nangong Lingyun shook his head secretly when he saw this. He couldn't see Mount Tai with a leaf covering his eyes!

He turned around and asked Wang Shengdao:

"Does Notting College have any auxiliary healing soul masters?"

"Yes, there are teachers and students."

"What is the maximum extent that it can be cured?"

"Broken bones should be treatable, right? After all, everyone is not very strong.

But, boss, are you really going to teach them a lesson? There are only ten of us, so a fight might..."

As Wang Sheng said, Nangong Lingyun's head turned around again.

A faint sound that was not very deafening, but spread throughout the entire cafeteria in an instant, suddenly appeared.

"You have ten seconds to activate your martial spirit, ten!"

"Nine!"

……

The laughter on the stairs finally stopped, and Xiao Chenyu's face was filled with astonishment.

It wasn't until the indifferent countdown sounded again, "eight", that he finally looked at Nangong Lingyun seriously.

He has handsome facial features but a strong temperament, and his expression is neither angry nor happy.

She is not wearing the school uniform that most people are used to. The texture of sky blue clothes, pants and shoes may not seem outstanding at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there is a unique sense of harmony.

The countdown continues, "seven", "six", "five"...

At this time, even the teachers and other noble students who were dining on the second floor became alarmed, and the edge of the railing quickly became crowded.

Many people are still commenting with great interest, such as "Who do you think will win?" and "Have the brains of working-study students been squeezed by the door?"

Hearing those five words, Xiao Chenyu finally woke up completely and shouted anxiously:

"Open the martial arts spirit, hurry up and activate the martial arts spirit."

As he said that, a black light flashed from his body, and he transformed into a wolf form.

Although he may be defeated by a work-study student or a six-year-old work-study student who has just entered school, this thing is too unbelievable.

But the other party's gesture gave him a very bad feeling.

Three seconds later, Nangong Lingyun completed the last countdown.

"one!"

The moment the words fell, the person suddenly disappeared on the spot, so fast that even Xiao Wu and Wang Sheng, who were preparing to help behind him, did not react.

I saw a blue light and shadow shooting rapidly towards the center of a group of martial soul formations on the stairs.

Then, there was a banging sound.

Xiao Chenyu was the first to grab the ground with his face. The other aristocratic students, those who had activated their martial spirits, and those who had not had time to activate their martial spirits, all turned into arcs in two seconds and were projected in the center of the hall on the first floor. .

In an instant, the entire cafeteria suddenly became silent.