C60 late night killing

Hearing that, Ji Haotian heaved a sigh of relief, and stayed back to take part in repairing the tower.

Qing Lin looked at Ji Haotian who was left behind by the Vice Principal, and a trace of rare resentment flashed past his eyes. This sort of thing should have originally belonged to him, but now, that boy had actually taken away the opportunity to communicate with the Vice Principal and the other refiners. How could he endure such a thing?

"Kid, I hope you can live until tomorrow."

Qing Lin looked at Ji Haotian who was still conversing with the Vice Principal, with an extremely cold gaze, she muttered softly.

After the test tower's destruction, the Heavenly Law Academy competition had no choice but to continue tomorrow.

Under the bustle of many refiners, complex inscription patterns were drawn on the tower one after another. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, evening arrived.

The sky gradually darkened, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

"Heh, we brothers have waited bitterly for an entire night. Finally, this kid is alone in his room."

"That's right. You said a trash that can't cultivate actually sent so many of us experts to kill this brat. Isn't that a bit overkill?" "Just now, I heard from my employer that this kid is only a little cultivator in the eighth level of the Body Tempering stage."

"Sigh, I will kill him in one slash!"

Over a dozen black figures were standing on the tree trunk of a courtyard within the academy, muttering to each other.

Ji Haotian who was sitting in his room cultivating naturally heard the ten people that were coming to kill him. After all, he was a supreme expert in his previous life, so his mental energy was naturally strong to a ridiculous degree. Naturally, he could hear the conversation of those few people from earlier without saying a word.

"Attack!"

A black figure immediately barged into the room, the long blade in his hand was pulled out, his hand tightly gripped onto the blade hilt, his gaze filled with killing intent looking at Ji Haotian who was currently training in the distance.

"He's here!"

"Eh?"

The black shadow looked at Ji Haotian who had suddenly opened his eyes, and his expression was in a daze, but before it could react, it suddenly felt its entire body go soft, and immediately sat on the ground, twitching violently, it looked at the young man in shock.

"Oh, right. You guys don't seem to know yet, right? "In fact, other than being a refiner, I am also a poison master. Today, a few of you rats have died in my hands, so it's not really a big loss."

Ji Haotian slightly smiled, looked at the few black figures that collapsed on the ground and silently sighed, and said.

When the numerous black figures who had barged into the room saw Ji Haotian's smile, they were on the verge of tears!

The heck, Qing Lin, you actually dare to cheat us! Didn't we say that this lad is trash of the eighth level of Body Tempering? Why is he still a poison master now? F * ck, it really is a huge pit!

This kind of thing, made the dozen or so people who were gradually falling unconscious go completely mad, and they looked in shock at the Ji Haotian who was smiling in the distance.

"Oh, let me see your identities."

"Hm, it's Sun Mulin from the Wind Cloud Empire?" Cough cough, they are all big figures! "So what? Since you guys dare to kill me in the middle of the night, you must be prepared to die."

Ji Haotian took a deep breath, glanced at the few people who were paralyzed on the ground and muttered.

"However, it would be a pity to just kill all of you!"

Ji Haotian looked at the few of them, frowned slightly, and said.

"Ji Haotian, so what if you're a poison master? Do you dare to kill us? We are all blessed by the gods of the great empires. Do you think that if you kill us, the Qianyun Empire will be able to take revenge from the combined efforts of the few countries around us? I suggest that you let us go! "

A young man in black clothes roared angrily.

"Revenge?" Don't worry, I won't let you empires have your revenge, because the moment you stepped into this room, I had already crippled your cultivation. Do you really think that a great clan that a trash that can't cultivate would care about you? "

"If I tell you who assigned you, I might be able to let you off."

Ji Haotian smiled slightly and said.

"I... I said, it's Qing Lin, that kid Qing Lin wants us to kill you. He said that as long as he kills you, he will remain the youngest artificer ever since. "

A black-clothed man could no longer hold it in as he shouted.

"Good, very good."

Ji Haotian smiled and suddenly took out a dagger and slashed across the black clothed man's neck.

"You … "You …"

Ji Haotian looked at the corpses of the tens of men in black placed in the courtyard and sighed helplessly. He took out the corpse powder from his sleeves and dripped it on the bodies of the men in black. In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the black-robed men turned into a cloud of green smoke that completely disappeared.

Ji Haotian did not regret killing the black-clothed men, after all, if he did not kill the black men, they would have enough people to kill him.

Early in the morning, a ray of gentle sunlight passed through the gaps between the windows and onto the body.

At this moment, many cultivators had already gathered at the imperial drill grounds.

After the recovery of the tower, the remaining eight profession cultivators did not have the same situation as before. However, the number of cultivators that could rely on the nine jobs to enter the Heavenly Law Academy was still less than a hundred.

The tests for the nine main jobs continued until noon.

"I think everyone is already looking forward to the most important competition, the martial arts competition."

The Vice Principal swept his gaze across the crowd and said indifferently.

"Fight number one against number 1,130."

"30th match, # 30 against # 1100."

Ji Haotian looked at the serial number on his hand and laughed bitterly before walking onto the martial arena.

"Look, it's Master Ji, who was previously involved in refining. I wonder how strong he is?"

"His weapons are powerful, but his combat strength isn't necessarily high."

"I heard a few days ago that even though Master Ji was extremely skilled in smithing, until now, he's still an eighth level Body Tempering cultivator."

"Sigh, what a pity!"

"Number 1100, please come up to participate in the competition."

A middle-aged man frowned slightly and said.

"Number 1100, because of the fact that you are unable to participate in the competition, you are now given an hour to wait. If you are still not able to participate in the competition, Ji Haotian will automatically be promoted."

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man let out a bitter laugh.

Ji Haotian couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man in the distance, "Number one thousand one hundred, who is it?"

Oh, you mean the guy who failed to participate in the competition! "He is Sun Mulin of the Wind Cloud Empire. He is a master at the peak of the Innate realm." The middle-aged man frowned.

Hearing that, Ji Haotian's pupils shrank, he sighed, and closed his eyes silently.

The middle-aged man looked at Ji Haotian's actions, and slightly frowned, but didn't say anything.

Ji Haotian was very clear that the person who ambushed him last night was Sun Mulin. Naturally, he knew that this person would not participate in today's Large Competition no matter what!

"Why is this brat still here? Shouldn't he be killed? This time, with my brother Qing Xuanzi here, let's see how long you can live. " Looking at Ji Haotian who was on top of the martial arena, Qing Lin became slightly absent-minded.