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When Li Guojing heard this, he surprisingly did not even bother to tell the difference, and instead looked dejected and sorrowful. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was truly old. He had stepped into the Upper Sky Realm for more than a hundred years, yet he was defeated by a little kid who had been promoted for less than eight years. If it was an expert at the late Xiantian or even the perfect Xiantian realm, he would have been defeated. In his heart, he was not this depressed. However, Leng Qingqiu's cultivation was only at the middle Xiantian realm; he had not yet reached the peak of the middle Xiantian realm. An established Upper Sky Realm warrior had actually lost to a newly born Upper Sky user whose cultivation was not even comparable to his own. It was truly a humiliation.
Li Guoyuan sighed dejectedly for a long time. His eyes no longer looked at Leng Qingqiu, but instead at Fan Wuji. There was a breathtaking light in his eyes, and sometimes, killing intent. He couldn't beat Leng Qingqiu, but that didn't mean he was letting Fan Wuji off the hook.
The so-called smile of obliterating kindness and hatred was just a joke. When faced with an enemy, who would be open-minded enough to let go of their hatred? And Fan Wuji crippled Li Gao's dantian. This hatred was even greater than killing Li Gao.
Therefore, as Li Gao's grandfather, he would naturally not let go of his hatred, and could not let go with a smile. At this moment, he had a dense killing intent towards Fan Wuji. If not for Leng Qingqiu's protection, he would have long ago killed Fan Wuji.
Leng Qingqiu looked at the Li National Selection coldly. She knew that the Li National Selection had a strong killing intent towards Fan Wuji. If it were any other student, she would definitely not give it her all to protect him. After all, it wasn't worth it to offend a lecturer and an innate expert for the sake of an ordinary student.
But Fan Wuji was different. In Leng Qingqiu's eyes, Fan Wuji's talent was average. However, within a few days, he had memorized a set of the cultivation encyclopedia word for word and understood its meaning. This move could be called monstrous. Therefore, Leng Qingqiu rather admired him, even had a bit more respect for Fan Wuji. This was the reason why Leng Qingqiu was so determined to stand by Fan Wuji and protect him.
Glimmers of light shot out of Leng Qingqiu's beautiful eyes. A layer of frost seemed to cover her pretty face. She said coldly, "Teacher Li, are you still not leaving? Do you really want to fight me to the death? If he were to lose face, it would be too small. "Hehe!"
Even though Leng Qingqiu did not say the word 'lost'. But Li could understand what she meant. He knew that Leng Qingqiu had left him some face.
Li Guojing saw Leng Qingqiu's domineering look, and heard her stance between the lines of words. Her position was to stand by Fan Wuji and protect him.
If he still did not know what was good for him, Leng Qingqiu would probably attack again. The Li Nation's National Selection was an old monster that had lived for more than a hundred years. He knew that the strong cared the most about face. If today, he insisted on killing Fan Wuji. That was, he did not give Leng Qingqiu any face. It was almost certain that Leng Qingqiu would make a move again.
Therefore, Li Guo Yuan picked up Li Gao who was on the ground and turned to leave. Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu slightly nodded his head, as if he was saying that he should be tactful.
At this moment, Fan Wuji was watching the Li National Selection as it gradually left. His face was gloomy and filled with rage.
It was true. Dragons who swam in shallow water would be played by shrimp. Tigers who fell to the ground would be bullied by dogs.
After all, Fan Wuji's cultivation base in the Body Refinement Realm was extremely high, so he was not afraid of the Li National Selection. It just so happened that at this time, his body refining cultivation was sealed. Otherwise, why would it be Li Guoyuan's turn to be arrogant?
Although he did not have Leng Yanqiu, he could still defeat the National Selection if he undid the seal. But that would expose his identity as the man in black. Therefore, in his heart, he was sincerely grateful to Leng Qingqiu. His heart was moved by Leng Qingqiu's appearance and her strong protection.
Fan Wuji clenched his fist, and shouted at the back of Li Guocheng, "Old fool. You remember to insult people. "Today's enmity will be avenged ten times in the future."
With that said, everyone in the audience unconsciously looked at Fan Wuji. There was admiration, there was appreciation, there was regret, there was discussion, there was criticism, there was confusion. Fan Wuji's words caused the youths and young girls to have different reactions.
At this moment, Li Guo Jian was carrying Li Gao as he prepared to leave. Hearing Fan Wuji's words, he turned his head and looked at Fan Wuji. He disdainfully said, "With just you? You still dare to seek revenge on me? You'd better train for another hundred years. That's not right! With your 1-star talent, you will probably die in the precelestial stage. An ant seeking revenge on a divine dragon is truly laughable. "
Finishing his words, Li Guoyuan laughed three times and hugged Li Gao who was crippled, he gathered all the strength in his body and infused it with true qi. With a few leaps, he traveled a thousand feet and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
Originally, a good friendship between the new students had been ruined by the appearance of Li Gao and Li Guoyuan. However, everyone felt that this trip was worthwhile. After all, this was the first time most of them had seen a battle between Xiantian experts.
The party ended early. Fan Wuji pulled Fu Yiyi's hand and brought her to her courtyard. After the time it took to make a cup of tea, a black figure flew out from the 81st courtyard.
This black shadow was extremely fast. His speed had completely surpassed the limits of the human body. Such a fast shadow, yet it didn't have the slightest fluctuation of true energy or spirit power. This meant that he had reached such a speed purely by relying on the strength of his fleshly body.
The black shadow quickly arrived in front of a building. Under the moonlight, the black shadow was a man in black. Under the moonlight, the shadow of the man in black was stretched out very long.
The man in black mustered up all his strength and leaped over the wall that was dozens of feet high outside the building. After he landed steadily on the ground, he entered the interior of the building.
He did not appear to be tiptoeing at all. On the other hand, they were shuttling back and forth inside the building at a high speed, as if they were in a place devoid of people. He quickly arrived at a door. This door was not ordinary. There were layers of restrictions placed on it. As long as the restrictions were not broken, outsiders would not be able to enter.
The black clothed man did not use any fancy methods to break the restriction. He only mustered all his strength to smash the door again.
As the saying goes, a single blow was enough to subdue ten!
Although the black clothed man's method was rough, but he had the strength of a thousand kilograms. Using brute force was indeed the best method to break this formation.
Boom!
The door that had many restrictive spells placed on it was broken with a loud bang. Within the large door was a quiet secret room. Within the secret chamber, there was a praying mat with a white-haired old man sitting on it.