Deicide Learning In A Psychiatric Hospital

Chapter 87: Playing tricks

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"Captain, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Underground, more than two dozen instructors gathered in front of the screen, not even blinking.

Before Yuan Gang could answer, another instructor said, "Needless to say, although Lin Qiye is also a divine agent, he is a newcomer after all, and he can't win."

"That's not necessarily true. To be honest, although Wang Mian's Shenxu is ridiculously strong, that was after his realm was raised. In the 'Zhan' realm, the power he can exert is too limited. In addition, Yi Yuan is sealed, so the chances of winning against Lin Qiye are really fifty-fifty."

"That's right. If Wang Mian was replaced by Athena's agent from the Phoenix team, Lin Qiye probably wouldn't last more than five moves... After all, it's a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the difference in strength can't be made up by speed."

"So... what if Lin Qiye really wins?" an instructor couldn't help but mutter, "Are they really going to do what the commander said and end the training camp right away?"

"… If that were the case, the higher-ups would probably beat our brains out."

Yuan Gang silently watched the battle between the two and slowly said, "Let's wait and see. It's too early to say anything before the two decide the winner."

"Give it your all..."

Hearing Lin Qiye's words, a hint of admiration appeared in Wang Mian's eyes and he nodded slightly.

"very good."

clang!

The knives in the two men's hands collided, and at the same time, the Ruins of Time opened again.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and raised his mental state to its peak. If nothing unexpected happened, the battle between them would soon have a result.

Yi Yuan's blade cut through the air, making a faint buzzing sound. Lin Qiye subconsciously raised his knife and slashed at Yi Yuan!

At this moment, Wang Mian's eyes under the mask suddenly rippled with invisible waves, and a powerful divine pressure burst out from his eyes, surging into Lin Qiye's mind.

Lin Qiye had shocked countless people with the might of Seraphim, but this was the first time that he was shocked by someone else’s might. Almost at the moment when the might of the God of Time erupted, Lin Qiye’s eyes also shrank!

Two dazzling golden rays emerged from his eyes, like a pair of burning furnaces, emitting terrifying divine power!

In mid-air, two gazes collided.

A gust of wind suddenly erupted from the center of their gazes, and the raging divine power, with the two of them as the center, dominated the entire audience!

"Fuck, these two people glared at each other and then the wind started to blow!" Baili Pangpang exclaimed.

Tianping stared at the two people in the distance, muttering to himself: "Now... it's the gods behind the two people who are fighting."

The divine power of Seraph and the divine power of the God of Time collided fiercely for several seconds. The eyes of both men began to be filled with bloodshot. Now they were competing not with their own strength, but with the divine power hidden in their bodies!

boom!

There was a slight sound, and Wang Mian suddenly groaned and took half a step back.

At the same time, the ruins of time around him collapsed bit by bit!

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he stepped forward...

Suddenly swing the knife!

This time, Wang Mian didn't have time to draw his sword to block.

The light blue blade slashed across Wang Mian's mask, cutting the word "King" on it into two!

Snap!

The king's mask... is broken.

Under the mask, a handsome and calm face was revealed, looking helplessly at Lin Qiye in front of him.

The crowd watching stood up suddenly and gasped!

Including the instructors sitting in front of the screen, their hearts suddenly skipped a beat and they thought to themselves that this was not good!

"Feel sorry… "

Wang Mian looked into Lin Qiye's eyes and said in a low voice.

Then, the ripples in his eyes began to spread again.

The Ruins of Time, unfold!

The fragments of the mask that shattered in mid-air quickly flowed back onto Wang Mian's face. His leaning body gradually returned to its original position. The people who stood up around him sat back down as before, with a hint of confusion in their eyes.

Lin Qiye's body couldn't help but move backwards, the straight knife went back to the original path, the cracks on the mask began to recover, and his body returned to the position before swinging the knife...

Lin Qiye widened his eyes, full of shock!

Time went back three seconds.

At that time, the duel between the two had not yet been decided, he had not yet swung his sword, and Wang Mian's mask had not yet been broken.

The people watching around seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and were still cheering for the two. Only Lin Qiye... remembered what had just happened.

No, the ones who knew what had just happened besides Lin Qiye were the instructors who were staring at the screen all the time.

"He... He cut off the mask of the king?!!"

"What the hell!"

"Fortunately... Fortunately, Wang Mian went back in time, otherwise we would have been in trouble!"

"But, can time reversal be used in the 'Zhan' realm?"

"No... Wang Mian just unlocked his realm. At that moment, he at least reached the 'Chuan' realm."

"Doesn't that mean we lose?!"

"Ahem, now Lin Qiye didn't cut open Wang Mian's mask, so we didn't lose."

"But he has unlocked the realm! Isn't this cheating?"

"How can it be considered cheating when it comes to studying? Would you really be happy if this training camp ends here?"

"… "

The instructors immediately started arguing. At this moment, Yuan Gang slowly stood up from his seat and checked the time.

"It's already nine o'clock. The battle is over."

"Commander, the win or loss..."

Yuan Gang glanced at him and said calmly: "The training must be carried out. This is not for our face... This is for the future of these children."

"yes… "

ground.

Lin Qiye looked down at the knife in his hand, then looked at Wang Mian in front of him. After a while, he finally reacted.

"You are cheating..."

"Shhh!!!"

Wang Mian put his finger in front of his mouth, then leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear and whispered:

"Lin Qiye... I admit that I just lost to you, but... this recruit training must go on, do you understand what I mean?"

Lin Qiye's expression suddenly became strange.

"You want me to pretend I didn't win? As if nothing happened?"

"That's what I mean." Wang Mian nodded, and then added, "But don't worry, the instructors have seen your performance. After this battle, you can be the winner and ask them to give you... some compensation."

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, "I am a principled person."

"I guess they should have no problem giving you a red envelope of 500,000 yuan."

"… my principles… "

"Maybe they'll even give you a forbidden item for self-defense."

"Ahem, my..."

"How about this, I owe you another favor." Wang Mian looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, "As the captain of the Masked Squad, I owe you a favor."

"make a deal!"