The sunlight divided the two meters in front of the martial arts hall into two parts: light and dark.

Where Lin Yixuan stopped on the ground, the upper body was in the bright part under the sunlight, and the lower part was in the dark part shaded by the eaves.

At this time, his face was flushed, and he couldn't tell whether it was caused by the direct sunlight or the anger caused by the anger.

The eldest brother of the dignified martial arts hall, the next hall owner in everyone's heart.

Today, he was beaten to the ground twice in a row by the junior brother who entered the last entry, and even if he took drugs, he would be powerless to fight back.

The pride that has always been there, this moment was completely shattered.

Chen Yiming walked towards Lin Yixuan step by step and stopped more than one meter in front of him.

The roles of the two sides have been exchanged at this moment, and every step he made made the disciples around him groan, and Lin Yixuan became the weaker party.

"Jie Jie Jie..." Lin Yixuan suddenly burst into laughter, his face became distorted, and with his hair scattered, he looked like a madman with mental problems.

That laughter refreshed the surrounding disciples' impression of him, completely revealing his true appearance.

"Whoever has the bigger fist will listen to whoever has the bigger fist. Who said this just now?" Chen Yiming looked down at Lin Yixuan, questioning the victor in his tone.

"How about what I said? What about not?" Lin Yixuan suddenly sat up, his expression returning to his original self-confidence.

"Want to go back?" Chen Yiming asked in surprise.

"Haha, I have already asked Su Xiuming to submit the list to the city government office. I just notified you on a routine basis." Lin Yixuan smiled.

Wanrong has gradually handed over the work of the museum owner to Lin Yixuan, who is now the person in charge of the martial arts museum.

As long as the person in charge does not speak, the submitted list cannot be changed.

If Wang Bowen, Chen Yiming, and Teng Zhihui insist on not participating, they are defying the official summoning order.

At this time.

Wang Bowen walked to Chen Yiming in a few steps and suggested.

"Junior Brother Chen, don't talk nonsense with Lin Yixuan, let's go directly to Master to solve this problem."

The voice just fell.

"Jie Jie Jie... It's useless. Master has already gone to the Vientiane Gate for a meeting. Now I am in charge of the specific affairs of the martial arts hall." After speaking, Lin Yixuan laughed wildly again.

He couldn't wait to see Chen Yiming's anxious and helpless look in his heart.

"The owner of the pavilion is not in the city?" Chen Yiming's eyes became sharp and he asked back.

Lin Yixuan felt a trace of killing intent in Chen Yiming's eyes, and was almost taken aback, but he forgot about it in an instant.

"What's the matter? Are you trying to kill me, but don't dare to do it." Lin Yixuan laughed.

After he finished speaking, he stood up from the ground, deliberately patted the dust on the training uniform, and straightened his chest to face Chen Yiming.

Chen Yiming looked up and found that Lin Yixuan was really like this, the black pattern retracted into his chest and turned into a black spot, the muscles all over his body relaxed, and the long sword was discarded on the ground.

"You think I really can't do anything about you?"

Chen Yiming took half a step forward and punched Lin Yixuan in the chest.

This is not only an ordinary punch, but a touch of lightning power.

His power of thunder and lightning has changed from before adding the level 1 indestructible talent, and he has a power of life.

As long as he doesn't detonate it deliberately, the power of lightning can continuously absorb any energy around him, hiding in Lin Yixuan's body like the poison of the tarsus.

Chen Yiming had already experienced from Thunder Swordsmanship and Feiyu Swordsmanship that different attributes of internal energy would repel each other in the body, and the degree of repulsion was related to the types of internal energy attributes.

The inner strength attribute cultivated by the mantra sword technique is biased towards darkness, while the power of thunder and lightning is biased towards the yang, these two attributes hardly need to be tried, and there will be serious rejection.

Even if Lin Yixuan has completed the outline of the artistic conception map, the strength in his body that he cultivated at the beginning is still weak, not even the inner strength, and there is a qualitative gap with Chen Yiming's power of thunder and lightning.

In the end, the internal power that Lin Yixuan cultivated was continuously absorbed by the power of lightning, and he could never break through to the martial artist realm.

"You..." Lin Yixuan watched as his fists were punched, still unable to believe that Chen Yiming dared to kill.

The distance between the two sides was too close, and Lin Yixuan flew out for the third time, pointing directly at the rockery pool in front of the martial arts hall.

Boom.

The rock of the rockery burst apart, the water in the pool was also blasted and splashed in all directions, and the shattered stones collapsed, burying Lin Yixuan underwater.

The other disciples in the martial arts hall also came outside at this time, quietly watching Chen Yiming beat Lin Yixuan a few meters away.

Su Xiuming and Mu Yuerong both had pale faces. They knew that they were not the enemy of Chen Yiming, so they could only stand by and be stunned.

"Junior Brother Chen, pay attention to your strength, don't really kill people." Wang Bowen reminded loudly with a worried expression on his face.

If Chen Yiming really beat people to death, he would definitely carry the reputation of killing fellow students.

Not only the owner of the museum, Wan Vieng, could not tolerate such a situation, but also the laws and regulations of Donghu City would not tolerate such behavior.

"Don't worry, my punch just shattered the bones of Lin Yixuan's body and made him lie on the bed for a while." Chen Yiming said lightly with his face unchanged.

Ordinary people are injured for 100 days, but the quasi-warrior's body recovery ability is extremely powerful, and it only takes a week or two to recover.

When the other disciples around heard the words, cold sweat broke out from their foreheads. The younger brother who started the last time was not a talkative little sheep, but a bloodthirsty wolf.

Chen Yiming jumped up, fell into the pool, pulled Lin Yixuan out of the gravel, and threw it beside the rockery pool.

"Cough cough..."

Lin Yixuan coughed out the dirty water that had choked into his lungs. Everywhere on his body felt a piercing pain, and the hatred in his heart was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Seeing that Lin Yixuan could barely move, Chen Yiming squatted down and reached into his arms.

With experience in body searching many times, he quickly searched out the important items that Lin Yixuan carried with him~lightnovelpub.net~ a square seal with Wanrong's name engraved on it.

A small porcelain bottle containing pills that would enable the prospective warrior to release a weakened version of the inner strength in a short period of time.

A picture with a black fog scene painted on it is a copy version of the artistic conception of the mantra and snake swordsmanship.

Without any hesitation, Chen Yiming took the small porcelain vase and the image of the mantra and snake swordsmanship as his own.

The pills in the small porcelain bottle are very useful to him. He can cultivate enough internal energy for one or two shots, and use it openly.

The mood map is temporarily regarded as a collection, and it will also be of great use to him when the conflict between different attributes is resolved in the future.

When other disciples around saw Chen Yiming's robbery behavior, they immediately classified Chen Yiming as someone who must not be provoked.

"Su Xiuming, you go and make a new list. Third Senior Brother, please follow the whole process and make sure to replace the old list with the truth." Chen Yiming stood up again and said.

"This..." Su Xiuming looked at Lin Yixuan.

If Chen Yiming doesn't do what he asks, he can find any reason to deal with him, but doing what he asks is just hitting Lin Yixuan in the face.

He was in a dilemma, no matter which choice he made, it was wrong.

Lin Yixuan endured the pain all over his body and glared at Su Xiuming. This is regarded as smashing his last dignity to the ground and crushing it.

Su Xiuming's face was as uncomfortable as eating shit. After hesitating for nearly a minute, he finally talked to Chen Yiming, then turned around and entered the martial arts hall to make a new list.

When Su Xiuming left, the other disciples let out a long sigh. They were also afraid of being arranged to replace the list.