With Mo Lao's affirmation, Lin Xiaobao was finally relieved, "What the hell happened?"
At this time, besides Hu Dequan and the boy without eyebrows guarding Wang Dasha's side, the two of them told the general story of the matter.
Lin Xiaobao shook his head helplessly. Originally, he didn't want to get involved in this matter. He wasn't a saint, let alone a savior. The lives of others had nothing to do with him. What did they do if their resources were taken away by the old disciple
But Wang Dashou was injured because of himself, and he still remembered his safety. Lin Xiaobao knew that he would no longer be able to stay out of the matter. Seeing the worry on their faces, Lin Xiaobao said: "He is no big deal. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"He's been in a coma for two hours. Isn't it any serious problem?" Lin Xiaobao's attitude finally inspired the nameless fire in the heart of the Wumei youth. At this time, his voice became a bit louder and immediately caused many disciples around him. Attention.
"I really don't know how the silly big guy would have a friend like you. He hurts you like this, and you are still standing here and talking. You don't think it hurts!"
"Is it okay if I get hurt like this?"...
Many people began to talk about Lin Xiaobaolai. Wang Dasha had cultivated to the sixth stage of the martial arts in just half a year with the "Reckless Wildness Technique" given to him by Mo Lao. The body of Lishen broke out extremely strong combat power. It can be said that Wang Dasha has been able to withstand the pressure of the old disciples temporarily today, and he has also won the admiration of many new disciples at the same time.
But now Lin Xiaobao's performance immediately aroused the contempt of many disciples. If it was not because the other party insulted Lin Xiaobao, Wang Dasha would not play with the old disciple of the martial artist's 8th dan. I did not expect that Lin Xiaobao not only didn't care, but instead Said to rest for a few days.
At this time everyone was full of disgust towards Lin Xiaobao.
Lin Xiaobao glanced over the crowd and immediately understood everyone's thoughts, but he didn't bother to explain anything to these insignificant people. Instead, he asked the boy without eyebrows: "They will come tomorrow?"
"Yes, if you guess right, those old disciples will come tomorrow morning, and those who come will definitely be better than today." The boy without eyebrows turned and looked aside when he spoke, because Lin Xiaobao used his own power to protect Wang Dasha. The good feelings that dragged the eight of his own to him also disappeared at this time, "If you are afraid, you can hide!"
"Tomorrow I will avenge Dasha!" After saying this, Lin Xiaobao sat cross-legged beside Wang Dasha.
revenge? That's an old disciple of Martial Artist Badan, why should he take revenge? Just relying on your running fast, will it bring down others? At this time, Lin Xiaobao's attitude made people feel that he was pretending, and some disciples were even looking forward to Lin Xiaobao being beaten up by someone tomorrow. I don't know if he would be fine after a few days of rest.
Thinking of tomorrow’s battle, the storm passed quickly, and all the disciples rested and recovered their strength. Although tomorrow’s defeat is set, they have no way to escape. The only thing they can do is to gnaw fiercely even if they lose. Take a bite to those old disciples, and talk about cultivation without this fierce energy!
Mengying rushed back to watch Lin Xiaobao, who was guarding Wang Dasha's side, without saying anything, and began to recover the strength she had consumed this day.
With a bang, the door of the Hongwu Temple was violently kicked open, and about two hundred old disciples walked in one after another from the door.
At this time, all the new disciples stood together and faced the many old disciples. Although the new disciples had a certain advantage in number, their momentum was extremely unoptimistic.
"Do you pay or not pay the contribution value?" The speaker was named Han Yongfeng, the martial artist Jiudan, his voice was cold and stern, and he seemed extremely unhappy with the simple tasks that his fellow students did not complete yesterday.
"Who was the one who injured my brother yesterday?" At this moment, a colder voice came from the corner of the Hongwu Temple, and immediately attracted everyone's eyes together.
Lin Xiaobao stood up from Wang Dasha's side, his icy eyes swept over the old disciple one by one, and the anger that had been suppressed all night finally exploded at this time.
Is this kid crazy? This is the feeling of all the new disciples. In their guess, Lin Xiaobao did what he did last night. Once today’s war starts, this kid will definitely stay away, but no one thought that he would really dare to stand up at this time. .
Especially when Hu Dequan looked at Lin Xiaobao's eyes at this time became a bit complicated. It seemed that Lin Xiaobao in front of him was not the guy he knew who used to tell a story in Xiaoyue City. Although his sharp eyes were not directed at him, they were just a sidelight. Dequan felt a sense of palpitations. He couldn't help but think of the scene beside the moat. Is there really any secret in this guy
Only Mengying, who had seen Lin Xiaobao's speed last night, had some expectations for Lin Xiaobao.
"You're the invincible god?" Under Lin Xiaobao's fierce eyes, Han Yongfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that this person is the guy who runs faster, and of course the guy with the storage bag, turning his head slightly to the side. Said: "Monkey, someone is looking for you!"
At this time, one of the old disciples was skinny and a sharp-mouthed monkey-gilled guy suddenly jumped out, "I was the one who injured him yesterday. What are you going to do?"
Before the robbery, these old disciples naturally did some homework, and they also have a certain understanding of the new disciples this year. Although there are a few new disciples with good talents this year, Lin Xiaobao is obviously not in this list. The monkey feels that his dignity has been insulted.
Lin Xiaobao walked over slowly and said word by word: "You punched my brother three times yesterday, and today I also punched three punches in your chest. As for whether you can resist the past, it depends on your good fortune!"
As if he heard the best joke in the world, the monkey smiled and bowed his head, "Come on, I will play with you today."
"Xiaobao can't do it, he is a master of martial arts 8th dan, and his body is extremely fast, you are not his opponent, come back soon!" If Lin Xiaobao's attitude yesterday made the boy without eyebrows look down on him, then today Lin Xiaobao's approach is again With the approval of the young men without eyebrows, although these old disciples will not be fatal, they are also extremely cruel. At this time, they can't help but worry about Lin Xiaobao...
Glancing at Lin Xiaobao's waist, the monkey said triumphantly: "If you can't remove your storage bag within three moves, I will let you go today!"
Lin Xiaobao shook his head and said, "But I didn't plan to let you go today."
"Crazy enough! It's a pity that being arrogant in Fengxue Pavilion requires capital!" After being hit repeatedly by Lin Xiaobao, the monkey was on the verge of running away.
"Capital?" Lin Xiaobao looked at the angry monkey and said, "You have arrogant capital? You should have entered the Snow Pavilion five years earlier than us? If you have enough capital, you should be an official disciple now, not to snatch it. Foreign disciples of our resources!"
Lin Xiaobao deliberately bit the words of the foreigner disciple very seriously. This statement seems to have stepped on the tails of all the old disciples. Although he can show off in front of the new disciple at this time, he still has not entered the acquired martial artist to become official in five years. The disciples have always been the greatest pain in their hearts. At this time, when Lin Xiaobao was slapped in the face like this, everyone wanted to break Lin Xiaobao's body to pieces.