Until the afternoon class ended, many students were still immersed in the previous class, excitedly discussing the power of the Soul Knife.
"The soul sword is really powerful. I wonder when I will become a real swordsmith!" Wang Quanjin sighed with emotion. He turned around and saw that Lin Ze had stood up and was about to leave, and hurriedly followed him.
"I said Lin Ze, aren't you excited? That was a real soul knife just now!"
Lin Ze responded casually: "What's the use of being excited? If you have this time, you might as well practice more sword skills."
"How come I didn't realize you were a cultivator before?" Wang Quanjin rolled his eyes at him, his gaze passing not far away, and he suddenly showed a look of contempt, "Here we go again, Ding Beiye is such a stubborn guy, what kind of ranking is this?
That’s it!”
Lin Ze followed his line of sight and saw four or five boys blocking the exit of the classroom area more than ten meters away and surrounding a girl. They seemed to be talking about something and looked quite unhappy.
After taking a closer look, he realized that the girl was Su Lin, and the boy didn't know her. She seemed to be a student from another class.
The Blackstone Training Camp recruits a group of students every year, so there is not just one batch of students. Students who failed the assessment that year will continue to stay in the training camp to practice. They will not be disqualified and kicked out of the training camp until they fail the assessment for two consecutive years.
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"That guy's name is Ding Beiye, he was our last student."
Seeing the doubt in Lin Ze's expression, Wang Quanjin pointed at the leader of the group of boys and took the initiative to explain, "That guy is a famous scum in the training camp. He has no talent, but he doesn't work hard to practice.
They focused on pestering girls, gathered a group of fellow students who failed the assessment, and then attacked beautiful female students all day long, and many girls were ruined in their hands."
"Does this person have a strong background?" Lin Ze asked. If he didn't have a background, an instructor or teacher would have stopped him from doing such nonsense.
"Ding Beiye's uncle is one of the six giants of the Autonomous Committee and Ding Jin's nephew. For his uncle's sake, as long as no one is killed or seriously injured or disabled, the instructors usually turn a blind eye.
, many male students who wanted to stand up for girls were severely beaten by them and had to rest for a long time before they recovered. From then on, everyone would avoid them when they saw them." Wang Quanjin said helplessly.
Training camp courses will not slow down your progress just because you are injured, let alone make up classes, so once you fall behind due to injury, you will have to spend more time making up for it, and you are more likely to fall behind others.
Faced with such a huge cost, most people will choose to protect themselves wisely.
Ding Jin?
Lin Ze thought about it, and it seemed that among the three character identities that could be redeemed, one of them was Ding Jin's nephew.
"If I had chosen this identity, would Ding Beiye not have appeared, or would I have become Ding Beiye's brother or cousin?" Lin Ze suddenly thought divergently.
"Su Lin is the most beautiful girl in our issue, so Ding Beiye has been pestering her ever since he met her."
While Wang Quanjin was talking, he suddenly found Lin Ze walking towards Ding Beiye and others. He was startled and quickly stepped forward to grab him and whispered: "What do you want to do? A hero saves a beauty? Don't be stupid! Ding Beiye
They are outnumbered and there is nothing you can do to help Su Lin unless you get beaten up!"
Private fights with swords are prohibited in the training camp, and violators will be directly expelled. Otherwise, Su Lin's sword skills would have taught Ding Beiye and his group how to behave.
Although Ding Beiye and his companions were not good at swordsmanship, they were all tall and strong, which gave them a considerable advantage in fighting. Lin Ze, on the other hand, had better physical strength, but having good physical strength did not mean that he could fight.
Hearing this, Lin Ze just patted Wang Quanjin on the shoulder and continued walking towards Ding Beiye, making Wang Quanjin jump behind him in anxiety.
At the exit of the classroom area, Ding Beiye's strong body blocked most of the passage, staring at Su Lin with a smile on his face, his expression a little gloomy.
"I said Su Lin, what's the fun in practicing sword skills all the time? It would be great to go out and have fun with me!"
Ever since he met Su Lin among the new students, Ding Beiye was astonished. He was deeply attracted by his appearance and temperament, so he pursued her with all his strength. Unfortunately, Su Lin remained unmoved, which made his patience wear thin.
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When Su Lin heard this, he didn't even think about it. He shook his head decisively and said, "I told you, I'm not free!"
Seeing this, Ding Beiye couldn't help but look a little ugly. After a few seconds of silence, he whispered: "Let's do this, Su Lin, as long as you become my girlfriend, I will give you 20,000 credits every month. How about that? I heard that
Well, your family is not very well off and you still have two younger brothers and sisters to support!"
"And I have never failed to get the woman I want. You should know what will happen if you offend me?"
There are many civilian students in the Blackstone Training Camp. These people are not from wealthy families. After all, investing their energy in cultivation means that there is one less labor force in the family. The training camp's subsidy to the students is only 200 credits per week, which is barely enough for one person.
It’s just people’s living expenses.
So every time Ding Kitano used credit points as bait and threatened a few words, almost all the female students would give in. This trick was always detrimental.
It's a pity that Su Lin didn't agree with him. Hearing this, his expression became colder: "I told you, I'm not free!"
Ding Beiye's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, his eyes flickered, and he was thinking about whether he should take action now to give this unscrupulous woman some pain. Suddenly, Ding heard a calm voice coming from diagonally in front of him.
"You are blocking the road, please get out of the way!"
Ding Beiye was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the man in front of him, and didn't react for a moment.
The nearby students who were watching with cold eyes were stunned when they saw this. No one expected that someone would step forward to trouble Ding Beiye at this time.
"Are you talking to me?" Ding Beiye came back to his senses and looked at Lin Ze with narrowed eyes, his eyes slightly cold.
Lin Ze naturally didn't bother to answer such a retarded question, and just looked at Ding Beiye with a calm face. The latter was immediately irritated, looked him up and down, and sneered: "I haven't seen someone with such short eyes like you for a long time.
The guy!"
"Boy, I don't care if you want a hero to save the beauty. Since you dare to stand in front of me at this time, you must be ready to be beaten, right?"
The four boys standing behind Ding Beiye were originally leaning against the wall in boredom. Upon hearing this, they all stood up straight and looked at Lin Ze maliciously, with a joking smile on their faces.
What they like most is the scene where these guys who are trying to heroically save the beauty are beaten to the ground, crying and begging for mercy!
The people watching saw this scene in their eyes and couldn't help but cast sympathetic and pitiful glances at Lin Ze.
Alas, it's not good to provoke anyone, but I chose to provoke Ding Beiye, the top tyrant in the training camp. Now that's good, there will be one less student in class in the next few days.
Wang Quanjin looked at Lin Ze with a complicated expression, and wanted to step forward to help him, but when he thought of the price he would have to pay, his feet felt like they were filled with lead and could not move forward.
However, under the gaze of everyone, Lin Ze not only did not show any fear or apprehension, but instead shook his head and sighed: "If I were you, I would just take action instead of speaking harshly."
Ding Beiye's face darkened: "Are you entertaining me?"
"Not really."
Lin Ze shook his head, suddenly raised his foot and kicked Ding Beiye hard in the abdomen, kicking him away. He fell four to five meters away like a rag bag, and fell to the ground wailing in pain.