Lin Yi is truly grateful for Elder Qin's kindness. At least he will have a better environment for quenching his body in the future, which will be of great benefit to his improvement in strength.
Elder Qin watched Lin Yi go out, looked back at the six-sided crystal pillar that had returned to normal, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really such a pity! Such a talented and beautiful woman, but only has a fire-attribute physique... If senior brother is here...
Okay, I can create a wood attribute for him, even if it is just a virtual wood attribute, it is enough under the extreme fire attribute... It's a pity that the senior brother has already left without a trace... It's really God's will..."
Lin Yi didn't hear Elder Qin's sigh, so he left the mountain where the training room was located and returned to Changxu Peak. He felt hungry, and it happened to be meal time, so he decided to go to the cafeteria to eat something first.
As soon as he entered the cafeteria, Lin Yi saw a circle of people gathered in a corner, making noisy noises and looking extremely excited.
"Eat it!"
"Eat it!"
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Lin Yi frowned slightly. It didn't matter what happened here, but it was so noisy that it affected his appetite!
After scanning it with his spiritual consciousness, Lin Yi's face darkened, and he suddenly felt a little angry!
Originally he didn't want to get involved in the disputes here, but now it's impossible not to get involved!
Because the person surrounded by the crowd was none other than Zhang Yiming, the little fat guy who had a good chat with him before!
At this time, Zhang Yiming was kneeling on the ground. Someone grabbed his hair and pushed him hard to the ground. There was some spilled food near his mouth, and the person grabbing him was forcing him to eat the food on the ground.
"Fat Zhang, listen to the voices of the brothers and sisters around you. Everyone wants you to eat the food. What? Do you want to disappoint everyone?"
The person pressing down on Zhang Yiming was a skinny young man with triangular eyes. He was looking down at Zhang Yiming with the eyes of a cat playing like a mouse: "Oh, I see, you think these things are tasteless, right? It doesn't matter, senior brother, I'll add some for you.
The seasonings will make sure your food tastes delicious!"
After finishing speaking, he cleared his throat vigorously, and then spit a mouthful of thick phlegm into the food. This made everyone around him feel sick, but he picked up a wooden spoon that fell on the ground like a normal person and stirred the food.
Ichiban.
"Look, senior brother personally cooked the food for you. If you don't finish all the food, wouldn't you be disrespecting senior brother? Senior brother, I don't have face, and I will be in a bad mood. Can you bear to see senior brother in a bad mood?"
The skinny young man grabbed Zhang Yiming's hair and pulled his head closer: "Good boy, finish your meal quickly. After you finish, senior brother will give you some soup."
"Senior Brother Wang, please spare me this time. From now on, I will do whatever you say, okay?"
Zhang Yiming tried hard to resist the pressure coming from his head, and would rather beg for mercy than go near the food on the ground: "When the resources from home are delivered this time, I will send them to Senior Brother Wang immediately, okay?"
"Haha, Fatty Zhang, you say that as if senior brother is blackmailing you. If you say it, everyone will misunderstand you! In fact, senior brother just wants to treat you to something to eat. Is that all?"
Senior Brother Wang raised and pressed his wrist, and Zhang Yiming's forehead hit the ground heavily: "You want to ruin my reputation, Senior Brother? Do you think this is really a good thing?"
Zhang Yiming's forehead hurt. Fortunately, he was a martial artist who trained his body, so he was not easily injured. It was only slightly red and swollen.
"Wang! Don't go too far. The clay figurine still has a certain earthy nature. I will fight you to the death if you are anxious!"
Zhang Yiming's eyes were red. He had always been bullied and would beg for mercy. But when he was pushed to the extreme, he would always have a tendency to explode.
"Hey! You want to treat me to something and you still want to fight with my senior brother. You've got a lot of patience! Okay, come and try for your life!"
Senior Brother Wang sneered, grabbed Zhang Yiming's hair and pulled his head up. He slapped him with his other hand and was about to call him up, but his other hand grabbed his raised wrist.
"That's enough! This is the canteen, and there must be a limit to bullying!"
Lin Yi's cold voice sounded above Senior Brother Wang's head, and then he exerted force on his wrist and threw Senior Brother Wang's arm away.
Senior Brother Wang felt a strong force coming towards him, and his half-crouched body fell involuntarily along with his arms. He staggered a few steps, and finally managed to regain his balance. He suddenly became a little angry.
"Who is so ignorant that he dares to interfere in my affairs?"
When he looked up and saw Lin Yi in white robes, his brows suddenly furrowed: "Hey, who did you think you were? It turns out to be the new disciple Sima Yi! What? You dare to reach out and interfere with our affairs?"
The older outer disciples really didn't pay much attention to Lin Yi, the third senior brother in charge, because Lin Yi's scope of authority was limited to the newcomer disciples, and he was completely incompatible with them.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Yi ignored Senior Brother Wang at all, but stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Yiming up, and patted the dust on his body: "What's going on?"
"Senior Brother Sima!"
Zhang Yiming was about to burst into tears. Lin Yi, who fell from the sky at this moment, was simply his savior. He called his senior brother without any hindrance: "They just like to bully me... Since that day, they have become even worse!"
Lin Yi suddenly understood that that day obviously meant the last time he had dinner with Lin Yi!
It seems that because of this incident, Zhang Yiming has become even more of a thorn in the eyes of those old disciples. If they find an opportunity, they will bully him. If they don't find an opportunity, they will create opportunities to bully him.
Based on this calculation, Zhang Yiming was unlucky and had some relationship with Lin Yi, so it was only natural for him to help.
"Sima Yi, who do you think you are? How dare you ignore what your senior brother says?"
When Senior Brother Wang saw that Lin Yi didn't take him seriously at all, he was even more ashamed and annoyed. He reached out to grab Lin Yi's shoulders: "Today, Senior Brother will teach you how to respect..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Yi grabbed his stretched out wrist and bent it in the opposite direction. Senior Brother Wang immediately let out a scream and bent his body backwards.
"Who do you think you are? Don't you know that I am the third senior brother in charge? Do you still have any dignity?"
Lin Yi looked at Senior Brother Wang indifferently, raised his foot and kicked the opponent's knee, forcing him to kneel down: "Even if you don't know that I am the Third Senior Brother in charge, can't you still not be able to distinguish colors? Are you blind or color blind?
When did the black-robed disciples dare to take action against the white-robed disciples?"
The people around him were speechless. Lin Yi's reason was indeed powerful and impeccable!
The hierarchy of the Jianchun Sect is extremely strict, and the color of the clothes represents an absolute difference in status!
Although there is a big difference between Lin Yi's white robe and the white robe of the inner disciples, the white robe is still a white robe. If an ordinary black-robed disciple dares to reach out to a white-robed disciple, it would be easy to break his hand!