The younger martial sister sneered and said, "you have talked a lot about big words, but whether you can bully others depends on your strength."
Lin Chengfei light smile way: "that you stare big your that not big eyes to see clearly, see if I can bully a person after all."
The younger martial sister is still sneering.
She's not worried at all.
Lin Chengfei has offended so many people. Someone can deal with him.
Can he really hang the whole school as a person in the early stage of Hanlin?
No way!
Not only did she not believe it, but all the college students present just thought of this possibility and thought it was a joke.
Big joke.
At that point, I'm afraid no one in the whole academy has the face to look up and see people, right?
Lin Chengfei looked at the person who challenged him and asked, "I don't understand the rules of the Academy. What's the process of competing with each other?"
"Mr. Zhang is here. Just report to Mr. Zhang."
This person explained a sentence, suddenly frowned, discontented said: "between the same door competition? You have not entered the holy gate of my book. You are not qualified to be called the same gate with me. "
"Then how to be qualified?"
"At least beat me."
"Just beat you?" Lin Chengfei has a wonderful way.
"Of course not." The man denied it with a strong sense: "if you win me, you just get my approval. However, there are so many classmates. If you can win, no one will say no to you."
Lin Chengfei sighed softly: "it's a long way to go. How can it be so simple to win so many of you?"
The man snorted: "just know..."
But before he finished, Lin Chengfei said with a sad face: "however, it's not impossible to make a little effort."
Poof
The man nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
To Lin Chengfei, he really has nothing to say.
To this extent, he even wanted to die?
Where does confidence come from?
He does not believe that Lin Chengfei's strength has really been strong to the extent of adverse days.
After all, it's just the beginning of Hanlin realm.
Even if it is strong, how strong can it be?
He hums heavily, stares at Lin Chengfei, and says in a dull voice: "these big words, wait until you win first. Now in everyone's eyes, it's a joke."
"Well, I don't know what to call this elder martial brother?"
"Ding Yuanjie!" The man said a name casually, but he didn't even want to say his words.
In addition to the formal name, the people in the academy have the same word as the ancients in the secular world.
Acquaintances, each other are "word" mutual City, this can also appear intimate some.
Lin Chengfei didn't care either. He looked around and asked, "here it is?"
"What else?" Ding Yuanjie sneered: "do you still have to go outside to fight the collapse of the earth?"
"From now on?"
"At first, how can there be so many rules?"
Lin Chengfei has a black line.
How can there be so many rules?
It's like
Many rules of the secular world are established by Confucianism, right?
"Well, I'm ready, brother Ding, please..."
Ding Yuanjie had been waiting impatiently for a long time. When he heard Lin Chengfei's words, without saying a word, he moved his hands. A poem turned into countless swords and swords and surrounded Lin Chengfei in the middle.
Lin Chengfei's backhand is a painting, in which the flood has flooded countless villages and fields, and the momentum is enormous.
And Ding Yuanjie, in the blink of an eye, was drawn into the painting by Lin Chengfei.
Ding Yuanjie laughed wildly.
"Why did you pull me into the painting? Lin Chengfei, do you know why people in the Academy call me
His face was full of arrogance as he stepped on the flood.
Obviously, Lin Chengfei brought him here, which is exactly what he wanted.
He practiced the method of integration.
No matter whose world it is, as long as the realm is lower than or the same as him, he can blend in, and may even replace the master and become the master of the painting.
The reason why he used the way of poetry at the beginning, rather than the most powerful way of painting, was that he wanted to force Lin Chengfei to use it first, and then seize the control of Lin Chengfei's painting.
In this way, it is very likely to hit the origin of Lin Chengfei.
This is the price of being so arrogant in the Academy.
Lin Chengfei looks at him for no reason.
Then, see his gestures changing, one after another obscure words constantly in an illusory posture, floating in mid air, toward the endless flood.Vaguely, Lin Chengfei felt that he had some loose control over the flood.
Unexpectedly
Can you still do this?
Lin Chengfei is a little excited.
Sure enough, it's the holy gate of books.
It's almost amazing that there are so many techniques here.
At least, in the memory of Qing Xuan, there was no such magical thing.
But
It seems that it's not enough.
Although Ding Yuanjie is seizing the control of Lin Chengfei, his power is too small to have a negligible impact on him.
This guy, it doesn't seem to work.
It's an insult to this technique that such a good thing is used in such a rubbish appearance by him.
"How about a bet?"
Ding Yuanjie over there is already tired and sweating. It seems that he has to use his energy to feed.
Lin Chengfei is full of interest, said: "let's play a bet, how?"
"Fight What's the bet? "
"If you win, I'll give you a heaven level magic weapon. If I win, you can teach me the magic method you are using now, OK?"
Heaven level magic weapon
Ding Yuanjie snorted and said haughtily, "how much do you look down on me to make you feel that a small heavenly step magic weapon can change my shushengmen magic method?"
Lin Chengfei scratched his head: "what do you want?"
Ding Yuanjie's face turned red.
It's not angry.
It's really not There is no more energy to speak.
It's not easy to continue to stand here at this time.
No matter what, kill him first and then do something else.
"Drink..."
He let out a loud roar and heaved his right hand up.
It's like trying to make a hole in the sky.
"Give me..."
He gave a big drink again.
Originally, he was going to control the flood and attack Lin Chengfei, but
There was no movement in the flood.
No
It should be said that he did not run to the sky as he thought, but still maintained the appearance of rushing on the ground.
Lin Chengfei asked strangely, "what do you want to do?"
Before Ding Yuanjie could speak, he suddenly patted his head and said, "do you want it to Do you look like this? "
Then he pointed to the endless flood and shook his finger casually. Then the flood rose against the sky.