The process of understanding the situation was much smoother than expected.
Consistent with his own memory, in the last blow, Han Lun used a special attack method, releasing a terror that far exceeded his power. The blazing "sun" was the external manifestation of the terrifying explosive power contained in it.
A lot of the defensive materials in the fighting arena were damaged.
"Did Vice President Huang save me?"
Cheng Lin learned about this from their mouths, and soon the doubts in his heart were dispelled. The black thread hanging and flying was probably some form of fire, and the whip was Huang Yin's typical weapon.
So, Huang Yin was actually present? This is a strange thing. I didn't notice it during the competition. She was probably hiding somewhere to peek?
Cheng Lin was surprised, but also full of emotion.
He couldn't help but sigh deeply, twice.
Zhu You gave him an accident, and Han Lun made up for it again. Life is full of surprises.
Being in danger twice in a row was so exciting that he even had the urge to go to the temple to pray for good fortune at this moment.
Who would have thought that something like this would happen in a competition?
Is Han Lun crazy?
Doesn't he know the consequences?
"What was the last thing he threw out?" Cheng Lin rubbed his temples and couldn't help but ask.
Several people nearby seemed unaware and shook their heads. At this time, they heard the sound of the door being pushed open. A tired-looking counselor walked in from the outside and said: "Psychic technology products currently only have serial numbers. As for the
The popular name can be called talisman."
"Sigil?"
Everyone was confused.
"Yes, this is our country's relatively successful research on psionic weapons. You all should know that before the island projection produced magical weapons, the world was researching and manufacturing spiritual weapons. Now they are collectively called psionic weapons. But this
The current research on this kind of stuff is not very deep, most of it is in the laboratory, and only some of the stable and usable ones are distributed and given priority to the first company."
The counselor paused and said, "The talisman Han Lun brought back from the First Division."
Cheng Lin thought to himself that this was really a good weapon. It didn't seem to consume the caster's spiritual energy, but was similar to a bomb. This reminded him of Gu Cheng inexplicably. However, the marbles and pokers thrown by the opponent were
The explosive power of the card is far worse than this.
"A very powerful weapon."
Cheng Lin said, becoming more and more curious about the legendary First Division.
So far, he has seen the ninth, tenth, second, and sixth divisions. By analogy, the conditions of the other divisions are similar. Except for the strength of the second division, which is particularly outstanding, the rest of the divisions are generally similar.
, at a glance, only the uniforms are different from the territory they are guarding.
But the First Department... It is said that this department does not have a fixed defense area. If it must be said that it does, it is probably the Imperial Capital. However, the defense of the Imperial Capital does not seem to be completely controlled by them. Every time the projection appears, the major departments on the Internet
There are a lot of news about the exploration, but there is almost never a word about the company.
This all shows the strangeness of this department.
I have to admit that Cheng Lin's curiosity was aroused.
"It is indeed a powerful weapon, but it should not be used in internal battles." The counselor's voice was low, and then he said, "Han Lun's use of the talisman violated the rules of the competition and has automatically resulted in a loss. Moreover,
Due to the bad influence of his internal use of the talisman, the academy will punish him, so you can rest assured in this regard."
Is it punishable by violation?
Cheng Lin was stunned. The moment he was blasted away, he had no time to think and thought that he had failed after all. Only then did he recall that if he really used the talisman, it would indeed be a serious violation.
Did you win?
Cheng Lin unexpectedly found that he was not too shaken by this result.
Sun Xiao and the others had obviously known about this for a long time, and they all smiled at this moment. If the last accident was put aside, then this challenge would really be a miracle.
"Okay, I won't disturb your rest. Well, your trauma has been cured. All that's left is to recuperate. You can go back to the dormitory or here. You can make your own arrangements. I'll leave now." The counselor finished.
, about to leave.
Cheng Lin suddenly stopped him: "Teacher, if you see Dean Huang, say something for me..."
"knew."
Seeing the other party leaving in a hurry, Cheng Lin smiled, then lifted the quilt with his weak body, making several people next to him look nervous: "What are you going to do?"
"Go back to bed," Cheng Lin wrinkled his nose, "The smell of disinfectant here is too annoying."
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Since he was only hit by the aftermath, his injuries were not serious. With treatment, Cheng Lin's condition is far better than everyone thought.
With his strong persistence, he was finally "helped" back to the dormitory. Even so, he refused to leave, especially Hua Bei, who insisted that he finish the soup. This made Cheng Lin's head as big as a bucket. The soup
...it's a bit much.
When everyone finally dispersed and the dormitory became quiet again, it was already evening.
Cheng Lin was only unconscious for a total of more than three hours, but it seemed like a long time had passed.
The bright lights illuminate the room to every detail. The bedrooms in the independent building are finely decorated, which is very different from the style of student dormitories. The living room, bedroom and bathroom are all equipped, which can be regarded as the configuration of a hotel.
Cheng Lin sat on the sofa, holding the "Qi Refining Pot", slowly filling the cup, and then drank it slowly.
The diluted spiritual energy of the white rose rolled into the tide, quickly filling his depleted spiritual energy pool.
His complexion also changed from pale to rosy. If anyone saw this scene, they would definitely scold him for wasting money and using precious spiritual plants to restore his spiritual energy reserves. Even the capitals of major departments and bureaus may not be able to enjoy this kind of luxury.
"call."
With a gentle breath, Cheng Lin put away the Qi Refining Pot, his eyes dimly glowing, and he clearly noticed the increase in strength.
It stands to reason that combat power is an elusive thing and difficult to quantify, but at this moment, he can clearly notice his improvement, in terms of ability release, combat consciousness, etc., all aspects have increased. This is obviously the result of this battle.
The rewards of fighting.
After all, actual combat is the best training for people.
Sitting on a futon for a month is not worth fighting against someone for three to five minutes. Cultivation and actual combat are indeed two different things. Putting aside emotional factors, Han Lun is indeed a good opponent. Although this battle was short, Cheng Lin benefited a lot.
From this perspective, it is not in vain.
Besides...
"It seems that I even bet 200 contribution points..."
Just as he was thinking about when to ask for it, Cheng Lin suddenly looked at the door with awareness. The "tentacles" of the third-level perception power were released. In his hazy consciousness, an invisible line penetrated the wall and saw the scene in the corridor.
Cheng Lin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
Cheng Lin ignored it.
"Dong dong dong."
The man continued.
Cheng Lin still ignored it.
Finally, as if he noticed something, the man outside the door finally said: "Can... let me in?"
This time, Cheng Lin finally didn't remain silent anymore. He sat on the sofa without moving, and just said: "Yes."
Two seconds later, the door was pushed open, revealing Han Lun's figure.
He looked... terrible. He was not wearing a student uniform, or he was only wearing pants. His upper body was in a white shirt. Through the shirt, you could see thin spots of blood inside. Cheng Lin didn't need it.
After turning on the superpower, you can see that his shoulders and belly are wrapped in thick bandages, with bright red blood seeping out from the gaps.
His right arm was simply put in a plaster, and it was probably broken. However, with the physique of a third-grade practitioner, with the medicine, it would be back to normal within a week.
Han Lun's beautiful face is also somewhat damaged and bruised. His hair is the worst. His hairstyle is completely ruined. It looks like it has been gnawed by a dog. It is estimated that it can only be trimmed into calipers. The funniest thing is that his right eyebrow is burned.
It's gone, but most of the left one is still there, which looks extremely interesting.
The hair problem was caused by Cheng Lin.
But this injury...
"I don't remember beating you so badly." Cheng Lin looked at him and said, with this posture, if it were shown to outsiders, 99% of them would think that it was not him who was bombed, but Han Lun.
Han Lun was silent for a moment, the expression on his face was... tangled, or complicated, like a combination of pride, guilt, regret, defiance, unwillingness to admit defeat, depression and other emotions.
He stood in the shadow of the doorway, silent.
Cheng Lin looked at him coldly and said nothing.
After a full two minutes, Han Lun seemed to finally let go of his worries. His eyes fell on the floor and said: "It's fried."
Exploded?
What blew it up?
Seal?
Cheng Lin was a little surprised. Could it be that... "That thing you threw out can't tell the difference between us and the enemy?"
Han Lun lowered his head and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Yes."
Return the favor?
Did you guess it right?
So that terrifyingly powerful "talisman" weapon is basically a thing that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred?
Upon hearing this news, Cheng Lin's valuation of this weapon dropped rapidly...
Apparently, Han Lun was also affected by the explosion when he threw out the talisman in a hurry, and he did not receive any treatment, only medicine and a bandage.
What a sad story.
Cheng Lin couldn't help but think.
"sit?"
"No."
"Then why did you come here?"
"Performance of the contract, and...apology." Han Lun held it in for a long time before spitting out the next word.
Probably, for him, who is proud and arrogant, apologizing is something difficult to say.
"Apologise?" Cheng Lin looked at him.
Han Lun suddenly raised his head, looked directly over, and said: "At that time... I didn't think too much. It was just instinct. Because I felt the fatal danger, I subconsciously released the talisman... I, maybe you don't believe me, thinking I'm making excuses.
, but, whether you believe it or not, this is how it is...I'm sorry, I hope you can accept my apology."
As he spoke, Han Lun bent down towards him.
This was probably the first time he had done this. His movements were unfamiliar and stiff, like a bent flagpole.
In the silent room, Cheng Lin looked at this scene with no expression on his face, but his eyes moved, a little surprised, a little surprised, and a little interesting...
Finally, after dozens of seconds of silence, Cheng Lin said lightly: "What if I don't accept it?"