Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

C210 Goodbye Dean



C210 Goodbye Dean

0Goodbye, Dean.    

    

Ao Lingchen's eyelids twitched. He let out a long breath and said, "The Dao of Formation is extensive and profound!"    

    

After receiving a large amount of information, Ao Lingchen felt that his head was about to explode. Now, he only wanted his brain to be blank, to relieve the pain in his brain.    

    

Sweeping his consciousness, the changes in his body surged into his mind. A touch of wild joy appeared on Ao Lingchen's face, "This is a transformation?"    

    

Ao Lingchen stared blankly at his tightly clenched and loosened palm. The corners of his eyes trembled slightly and his hands suddenly clenched.    

    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"    

    

There was a thunderous sound, and his muscles quickly contracted and tightened. The angular lines appeared perfectly. On the outside, it gave off an explosive power. A bestial roar sounded from within his body, and a violent murderous aura soared into the sky. His entire body emitted a powerful aura.    

    

"So strong!"    

    

Ao Lingchen felt the Yuan Qi flowing through his body and the frequency of his muscles trembling. A trace of shock appeared in the depths of his eyes. He could clearly feel the tyrannical power within his body.    

    

Ao Lingchen had always attached great importance to the tempering of his physique, but every advancement was extremely slow. Even after many life and death battles, the improvement of his physique was extremely limited.    

    

He never expected that the Heavenly Martial Ladder would have such a great fortune. Under the baptism of the mysterious golden light, his body directly transformed and improved from the inside to the outside.    

    

If one had to give a comparison, Ao Lingchen's original physique was like that of a young lion. Now, he was a lion that had grown up.    

    

Bathing in the golden light, an idea emerged in Ao Lingchen's mind. If he had to face Ximen Sheng again, he was confident that he would be able to fight him. Even if he wasn't a match for Ximen Sheng, he would still be able to crush him.    

    

"This gravity." Ao Lingchen felt the golden light enveloping his body. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and a confident smile appeared on his face. "Actually, it's nothing."    

    

With the increase of his physical strength, Ao Lingchen had completely adapted to the pressure of the ninth layer of gravity. In his opinion, other than the dazzling golden light, this place was no different from any other place. This was also the reason why he would speak so arrogantly.    

    

"You have already adapted to the pressure above?" Looking at the smiling Ao Lingchen, Suen Zhiming could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart. With mixed feelings, he spoke with a trembling voice.    

    

Once upon a time, Suen Zhiming had admitted that his talent was extraordinary. Among his peers, even if he was not the leader, he was still considered one of the top in Twilight City. But now, his so-called self-recognition had been broken just like that. A man who created a legend was really standing in front of him.    

    

"En!"    

    

When he heard the sound, he turned around. Ao Lingchen blinked his eyes and nodded with a faint smile. His mood was extraordinarily good.    

    

"Weng!"    

    

Ao Lingchen's soft En sound was like a deafening explosion in Suen Zhiming's ears, causing his heart to tremble. His jaw slightly trembled, and his mouth opened and closed. "I really got used to it. I really got used to it."    

    

Although he had already guessed this result, from the time Ao Lingchen stood motionless on the stairs for so long, this result was very close to the truth. However, the words that came out of Ao Lingchen's mouth still gave Suen Zhiming a thunderous shock.    

    

Looking at Suen Zhiming's somewhat despondent expression, a trace of pity appeared in Ao Lingchen's eyes. Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, a repelling force surged out from behind him.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

Before Ao Lingchen could react, his figure was pushed away. A mysterious force pushed him away from the stairs.    

    

At the same time, everyone on the Heavenly Martial Ladder, including Suen Zhiming, was forced to retreat.    

    

The Heavenly Martial Ladder had closed. So it had been so long.    

    

Ao Lingchen looked at the scene in front of him and an idea emerged in his heart. Although this was his first time experiencing such a thing, it didn't mean that he was stupid.    

    

This sudden change seemed to be sudden, but it didn't cause a commotion in the crowd. Except for a few people, all of them were experienced and experienced. Obviously, everyone was very familiar with this situation.    

    

Ao Lingchen and Suen Zhiming also landed in the crowd. The people around them immediately pulled away, creating an empty space for the two of them.    

    

"Congratulations, you have broken a legend."    

    

Suen Zhiming sighed in his heart, but it didn't mean that he was too narrow-minded. He was naturally happy that his brother had improved.    

    

"Big Brother Suen, it's not that your strength is not enough, it's just that you are heading in the wrong direction."    

    

Looking at Suen Zhiming who was blessing him, Ao Lingchen didn't hide anything. He was prepared to tell Suen Zhiming some of his experiences.    

    

"Ao Lingchen, the dean wants to see you. Come with me."    

    

Just as Ao Lingchen was about to speak, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.    

    

This person was the familiar elder of Martial Skill Pavilion, Suen Hsingyun. The moment he saw Ao Lingchen wake up, he rushed over as fast as he could, in order to bring Ao Lingchen away as soon as possible.    

    

"Master!"    

    

"Elder! '"    

    

The appearance of the Martial Skill Pavilion elder not only surprised Ao Lingchen and Suen Zhiming, but also shocked the other students. They did not expect the dean to be alerted about this matter.    

    

However, with a simple thought, everyone understood the reason behind it. No matter what, since Ao Lingchen had entered the ninth floor, he must know the secrets of the higher floors. It was normal for the dean to be curious, but the speed of the elders' arrival was just too fast.    

    

"Looks like I have to make a trip with the elder first. I will tell you about the situation of the ninth floor when I return."    

    

Ao Lingchen shrugged helplessly and smiled. He knew how urgent the matter was.    

    

Suen Zhiming lightly nodded his head and smiled indifferently, "Go, miraculous young man."    

    

No matter how curious he was, Suen Zhiming knew that he couldn't delay the matter of the dean, not to mention that the one who came this time was his master.    

    

"Alright, it's just a matter of going for a while. Let's go."    

    

Suen Hsingyun's eyes were burning with passion. He grabbed Ao Lingchen's arm with one hand and Yuan Qi surged under his feet. He pulled Ao Lingchen and sped away, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes like a phantom.    

    

Looking at the two people who had completely disappeared, Suen Zhiming's forehead was filled with black lines. When did his master become so impatient?    

    

Cough cough, I can't just think about it. My master isn't someone I can complain about.    

    

The thought of ridiculing his master appeared in his mind. Suen Zhiming immediately shook his head lightly and threw this kind of unfilial thought to the back of his mind.    

    

The quiet courtyard, the delicate and tidy cropping, the aged wooden bridge, the smooth stones, and a simple pavilion.    

    

This was Xia Wooyun's residence. The place where the dignified dean of Tianwu Academy lived was so simple and crude.    

    

"You guys are here. Have a seat. The tea is just right!"    

    

Ao Lingchen followed the elder of Martial Skill Pavilion into the courtyard. A voice full of energy was heard. Dean Xia Wooyun was sitting in the pavilion, leisurely brewing tea, as if he was waiting for them.    

    

"Dean." Ao Lingchen nodded slightly and followed the footsteps of the elders of Martial Skill Pavilion to the pavilion.    

    

A cup of boiling hot tea was placed in front of Ao Lingchen. Xia Wooyun's voice was calm, "Ever since your father went missing, I didn't care about you and your sister. Did you blame me?"    

    

Ao Lingchen was stunned for a moment. His expression was stunned. These words made him speechless. Shouldn't the first thing he should ask about the Heavenly Martial Ladder first?    

    

The imagination of these big shots was really not something that ordinary people could guess.    

    


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