Chapter 276 Wan Lihao's preaching, the Sword King appears.
At this time, Qiao Yu was carrying Lin Lang on his way to find Wan Lihao.
Although he successfully obtained the Qiongqi pendant, he only felt a little pain in his heart.
As the principal, he doesn’t seem to be a serious principal!
Ma Fei is pretending to be cool openly, but the principal is better to just do it secretly and hurt others.
Is it possible that swordsmen have a hobby of showing off?
"Dong dong dong!"
Wan Lihao, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a knock on the door.
He frowned, then looked at the time, three thirty in the morning?!
What lunatic knocks on my door in the middle of the night?
Wan Lihao stood up directly 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 the anger of a king-level physical cultivator was.
The moment the door opened, Wan Lihao saw Qiao Yu's handsome face with a smile.
"Good evening, Teacher Wan!"
"I love you at 3:30 in the morning..." Wan Lihao took a deep breath, suppressing the Chinese essence that had surged into his throat.
No, now that I am a teacher, I cannot curse others.
"What's the matter?" Wan Lihao asked.
"The principal asked me to hand him over to you and let you take care of it." Qiao Yu pointed to the ground, and then Wan Lihao realized that there was a man lying on the ground whose face he couldn't see clearly and who was dressed in ragged clothes.
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, and then looked up at Qiao Yu.
Then Wan Lihao took a deep breath and his eyes became firm.
"Qiao Yu, please take the people away and tell Principal Ji for me. Although I, Wan Lihao, am a muscular man, I don't yearn for freedom! I don't have that kind of hobby!"
Qiao Yu was dumbfounded for a moment, where was this going? Why did he feel that something was wrong with Wan Lihao.
"Teacher Wan, you have misunderstood. The person on the ground is Lin Lang!"
"Lin Lang?!" Wan Lihao's eyes were a little complicated.
He naturally remembered this name. When Lin Lang disappeared, he mobilized all the forces around him to look for it, but unfortunately he couldn't find it.
Wan Lihao raised his head, his eyes becoming firmer.
"It's even worse if it's Lin Lang! He's my student. Teachers and students can't mess around. This is my principle! You'd better take him away quickly!"
Qiao Yu: "..."
Teacher Wan can't stand 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 joining Bai Ze.
So Qiao Yu quickly explained the cause and effect to Wan Lihao.
Only then did Wan Lihao understand Ji Pingyang's intention in asking Qiao Yu to send Lin Lang over.
"I understand, you go back first, I will take care of Lin Lang's matter."
Wan Lihao raised his head again and reminded him.
"By the way, remember to participate in the exclusive copy! The school will also arrange special training for you before participating in the battle competition!"
Qiao Yu nodded and then turned back to the dormitory.
…
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Is this the sound of waves?
Lin Lang opened his eyes with some difficulty.
He was seriously injured and was immediately knocked unconscious by Ji Pingyang's aura. It was only now that he could barely wake up.
Lin Lang raised his head and looked around. He was on a towering mountain peak. Opposite the peak was another peak. In the middle of the two peaks was a cliff of ten thousand feet!
A man sat on the cliff with his back to him.
"Teacher Wan!"
Lin Lang recognized the figure from behind instantly.
"Are you awake? Come here and sit down." Wan Lihao said calmly.
Lin Lang's expression was a little complicated, but he still walked over and sat next to Wan Lihao.
"Want to drink?" Wan Lihao handed over a wine bottle.
Lin Lang picked up the wine bottle and took a big gulp. The spicy wine passed through his esophagus, making Lin Lang's face turn red.
"Do you remember where this is?" Wan Lihao asked.
"Remember, the second stage of training is where you hide the gray swordfish."
Lin Lang nodded, with resentment in his eyes. It was here that Qin Xuan trampled his dignity under his feet and ravaged him crazily.
"I heard what happened to you. I also saw what happened at that time. I thought it would inspire you to practice harder, but I didn't expect it would turn out like this. This incident is my fault."
Wan Lihao raised the bottle and took a swig of wine into his mouth.
"After you disappeared, your parents came to see me, and I told them that you were on a mission."
"Thank you." Lin Lang's voice was a little hoarse: "Teacher Wan, if you can, please don't tell them that I have become like this."
Wan Lihao did not answer. Instead, he changed the topic and spoke slowly while looking at the sky. He didn't know whether he was talking to Lin Lang or to himself.
"I actually have a very bad personality. I'm obviously not a teacher, but I ended up becoming a teacher at Beijing University."
"I used to be called a war maniac because I was addicted to fighting. If I didn't fight for a day, I would feel sick all over."
"At that time, if someone had told me, Wan Lihao, you will be a teacher in the future, I would have slapped him in the face. This is 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 looking so gloomy? What obstacles do young people have to overcome? When I was your age, I would dare to fuck him even if I came!"
"If you make a mistake, you have to admit it, or you'll have to start over again. A truly strong person is not one who never makes mistakes, but one who has the courage to face the mistakes he has made!"
"Hey, I'm really not suitable for preaching."
Wan Lihao poured another large gulp of wine into his mouth, and the bottle in his hand bottomed out instantly.
Lin Lang lowered his head and remained silent. No one knew what he was thinking.
The old and the young were sitting on the edge of the cliff, no one spoke, and they poured wine into their mouths one after another.
…
Beside a small lake deep in the vast Everfree Forest.
A man holding a fishing rod is fishing with his eyes closed.
The float suddenly dropped a few times, and the man pulled the fishing rod suddenly, and a small fish three fingers wide was pulled to the shore.
"Hey? Why is Boss Bai so interested? He's also fishing!" A man with a height of only a little over 1.5 meters and an unattractive appearance walked over.
"Is it the Sword King? How is the Hammer King?" The man known as Boss Bai spoke calmly, but the words he spat out shocked people.
Sword King! That was a terrifying existence that once competed with Ji Pingyang for the title of No. 1 Sword Cultivator, but was defeated by one move in the end!
"King Mu was rescued, but half of his body was lost."
The Sword King shook his head, then raised his head and looked in one direction.
"You can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night. As soon as you talk about him, he will come."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge vine emerged from the ground, and the Hammer King Huang Huayu, who was only half a body, was wrapped around the vine.
"Ah, Hammer King, it's great that you can come back safe and sound!" Sword King said with a smile.
Veins suddenly appeared on Huang Huayu's forehead.
Half of my body is gone, how do you call this safe and sound?
But he only dared to say these words in his heart, and when they came to his mouth, they became.
"Thank you Sword King for your concern!"
Now he only has half of his body left, and his strength is very low. If he angers the Sword King and kills him with one sword, he will have no choice but to admit that he is 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 and join forces to have any 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, you are too much of a nuisance and you should really get rid of him."
The man's tone was very calm.
"The battlefield is set in Su City. The people in Su City spent so much time but failed to catch Qiao Anqing's son, so they treated him as waste. We will contact you later for other specific matters."
"I have no objection!" The Sword King agreed immediately.
Just as the Sword King was about to leave, he found a sharp fishhook floating in front of his eyes.
As long as he takes one more step forward, the fishhook will hit his eyeball directly.
The Sword King's throat couldn't help but roll up and down, and he asked sarcastically.
"Boss Bai, is there anything else?"
A faint voice sounded from behind the Sword King.
"There is another question. How many of you Eight Kings will be sent to surround and kill Ji Pingyang?"