C18 Decisive!(part I)

As the cold mechanical voice faded, the changing environment around Lin Yi also stabilized.

Kill!

A deafening shout entered Lin Yi's ears. He only needed a glance at the current situation before his pupils suddenly contracted! This was a battlefield!

At first glance, it was densely packed with people!

A strong sense of killing intent and the pungent smell of blood assaulted his senses. Lin Yi estimated that there were at least tens of thousands of people fighting in this place! These people did not belong to any camp. They would kill as soon as they saw someone, and hack them down whenever they saw someone!

Lin Yi was standing on a small hill on the outermost edge of the battlefield. He was about a mile away from those who were fighting. Right when Lin Yi was wondering, didn't the contents of the second stage dodge some little Li throwing knives?

Suddenly! A strong sense of palpitation arose from the bottom of his heart!

Lin Yi's eyes suddenly locked onto a conspicuous high platform in the center of the battlefield. About two miles away from him. Relying on his gaze, he could only vaguely see a figure. However, it was this figure that gave Lin Yi an extremely dangerous feeling!

"Swoosh!"

A sharp sound pierced through the air and reached Lin Yi's ears. Suddenly, Lin Yi felt a cold sensation in his throat and then a sharp pain coursed through his entire body …

Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes. Drops of sweat were dripping down from his forehead. He was completely drenched in sweat. He looked around and returned to his room in the castle.

His hand subconsciously touched his throat, but there was no wound, but the pain that gradually faded was still there. This proved that what happened just now wasn't a dream …

"What was that just now?" Lin Yi felt a lingering fear in his heart as he carefully recalled the scene at that time. It seemed like … 'Swish 'was the only sound that could be heard …

"That's a throwing knife!" The voice of the humanoid photon processor sounded in his mind, his tone a little playful, "How do you feel?"

Lin Yi replied in a hoarse voice, "It's very scary!"

"Hehe, it's alright. Ye Wen, who previously beat you up to the point where he had no way to fight back, has now been defeated by you just like before?" The humanoid photon processor consoled her, but his chuckling tone was incongruous with his consolation …

"That guy admitted defeat without even fighting me, okay?" Lin Yi rolled his eyes. The next moment, his face turned serious, "Besides, Ye Wen is using a fist art, so you can see with your eyes." But I didn't even see that 'Little Li's Flying Daggers'. They're completely untraceable! "

"Who said that no trace could be found?" The humanoid photon processor spoke with slight contempt, "Didn't you hear the voice?"

"What's the use of hearing it?" Lin Yi snappily said, "Do you want to rely on your hearing to determine the location of the throwing knives?"

"There's an ability called 'Listening To the Voice Position' …" The humanoid photon processor suddenly became indifferent, coldly snorting, "Lin Yi, don't blame me for striking you." This' I heard the location identification 'was only for the low level Martial Plane. Above it was the high level Martial Plane. The destructive power of the high level Martial Plane was far greater than the low level Martial Plane. If you want to find your parents, you might have to face an existence that is even more terrifying than the higher realm. Yet, right now, you don't even dare to face a single character's flying dagger in the low realm of martial arts … "Hmph, I think it's better if you die trying to find your parents!"

"Who said I don't dare to face it!" Lin Yi's young face showed an unswerving determination that he had never shown before, "I am just thinking of a way …" "Humph, it's just a throwing knife!"

In the Planar Square.

In front of the humanoid photon processor was a transparent little person. This little person had the same expression as Lin Yi. Seeing the resolute expression on Lin Yi's face, the corners of the humanoid photon processor's mouth slightly raised …

Lin Yi was walking in the student area, looking around.

Today was the first day of school, and Lin Yi was looking for his class. There were nine levels to a disciple, and each level was divided into one grade. There were three grades: Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced.

At that time, after Lin Yi had finished his test, Wen Rui had given him an Elementary Class 10 tile. At this moment, he was looking for the location of Class 10.

The classmate district's school building was still constructed in the style of an ancient castle, and each ancient castle was built in the same class. Lin Yi searched through the many ancient castles before finally finding the location of Class 10.

But when he saw the ancient castle of Class 10, Lin Yi couldn't help but be startled. Because, in front of the ancient castle of Class 10, there was actually a large group of people!

Among them, there were ritual disciples and also priests. This made Lin Yi feel that it was a bit strange. What is the Master doing here?

"Uh, young master. "I suddenly feel a bit sick in my stomach. It's more convenient to go first." Bao Lei, who was behind him, suddenly said to Lin Yi while clutching his stomach.

Lin Yi looked at him strangely. Even a Martial Grand Master would have stomach problems? However, he didn't think too much about it, and casually waved his hand to allow Bao Lei to leave.

"What's your name?!" A few people walked over, and the young man in his twenties asked Lin Yi bluntly. This person was wearing the clothing of the Hall of Scholars, and behind him were seniors.

The other party's tone made Lin Yi frown, but he still replied, "My name is Lin Yi."

That group of people were startled when they heard that, and stared blankly at Lin Yi for a long time. In the end, the scholar broke the silence. He sneered, "So you are Lin Yi. "A furry little fart that hasn't even grown up yet …"

"Bam!"

Before he could finish his words, Lin Yi had already stepped forward and heavily punched him in the stomach. The strength of a rank two Martial Disciple's punch had already made this twenty-something year old youth bow down.

"Your master didn't teach you well, so I taught for him!" Lin Yi withdrew his small fist and said coldly. The other party had been rude from the start, and had even started to curse him in the end. Although Lin Yi was only six years old, this did not mean that Lin Yi had accepted people who were not familiar with him calling him a little brat!

The few apprentices behind the youth were stunned for a moment. They never imagined that the other side would dare to make the first move. Moreover, he had beat a Scholar with a fist and made him squat on the ground.

The body of a canon master was not comparable to that of a canon warrior. In fact, the bodies of canon disciples and canon practitioners were just like that of ordinary people.

After finishing the punch, Lin Yi had no intention of stopping. After withdrawing his fist, the young man clutched his stomach and squatted down. Lin Yi used his hand to cut the young man's neck.

His small palm seemed to have no strength, but it cut the young man down to the ground without any reaction.

At this time, a few of the janitors behind finally regained their wits, and one of them shouted to the crowd behind him, "We found Lin Yi! "Right here …" Before he could finish his words, he was drowned out by the voices of the crowd.

"Where? "Where?"

"Where is that arrogant freshman?!"

"Get out of the way!" Let me teach that arrogant freshman a lesson! "

The crowd immediately charged over with rumbling sounds.

Although Lin Yi did not understand what was going on, he knew that this was not the place to stay for long. He immediately ran, with the body of a Grade Two Martial Disciple, he soon disappeared.

The scouts who had come to squat didn't see Lin Yi at all. They had only heard the disciple's shout just now, so they took the opportunity to randomly chase after him and then head back – they had all skipped class on the spur of the moment, and the teachers in the academy were very savage!

Thus, if he didn't leave now, when would he be able to?

A group of people chased after them in all directions. In an instant, only a few people who were originally gathered at the entrance of Class 10 remained.

And among this large group of people, there were also people who wanted to chase after Lin Yi …

The Yan Yuan Holy Grimoire Academy was very big, and there were many places without people.

At this moment, Lin Yi ran into a small forest that had very few visitors. As he ran, he thought about the whole thing. That group of people all seemed to say that he was very arrogant, but he had been training in the ancient castle all day, how could he have the time to be arrogant?

Suddenly, Lin Yi remembered Uncle Bao Lei's words just now about making things more convenient … Combined with the way Uncle Bao Lei acted on the day of registration in the teachers' area. Lin Yi suddenly felt that this matter was most likely caused by that uncle!

Just when Lin Yi was preparing to return to the castle and wait for Uncle Bao Lei to come over to settle the score. A sudden change occurred — —

"Teng Bind Technique!" A voice suddenly sounded!

Suddenly, many vines appeared under Lin Yi's feet, tying his feet up and then growing them on top of each other, binding his lower body all the way up to his chest.

In an instant, he had turned into a dumpling wrapped in vines!

Five youngsters between the ages of fourteen and sixteen entered the small forest, and quickly wrapped up Lin Yi, who was tied up by the vines.

"Who are you people!" Seeing this, Lin Yi finally felt that something was wrong.

"Hehe, who are we? We'll find out after you get to know us in the Divinities Region." One of the youths chuckled.

"Why are you wasting words with him!" Do it! " It seemed as if the leader of the group was giving out orders, "Dong Yin, Western Sword, hurry up and break his hands!"

The two youngsters immediately approached Lin Yi with murderous glints in their eyes.

The unique aura of the incantations appeared around the two of them. The incantation they were chanting turned out to be the most powerful [Golden Sword] amongst the Common Tier Low Rank spells!

These people were really going to break his hands!

"Humph!" A cold snort came out from Lin Yi's nose. Since these people were serious, there was no need for him to be polite!

"Buzz, buzz, buzz …" Lin Yi rapidly chanted the incantation. The pressure exuding from his body was at least ten times more terrifying than the two young men who were chanting the [Golden Sword Technique]!

"What is this!?"

"What's with the pressure on his body!"

"What a terrifying pressure!"

The five youths cried out in surprise, while the one leading them had a serious expression on his face. He knew that he could probably kick an iron plate this time! However, since he had already done so, now was not the time to hesitate!

"You two, hurry up and make your move!" The youth leading the group shouted as he quickly started to chant.

However, it was too late!

"Bam!" With a muffled sound, a dark green flame appeared out of nowhere in Lin Yi's hand.

"Pa la pa la!" The vines that were tying Lin Yi's hands and feet were suddenly roasted by the high temperature emitted by the Black Green Flames. Lin Yi easily struggled, and then broke off on his own.

"What, what is that?" The five youngsters stared wide-eyed at the dark green flame in Lin Yi's hand.

Lin Yi coldly glanced at the five of them and then destroyed the green flame with a wave of his hand. Right now, he was only a level three Apostle. His soul power couldn't sustain the power of the green flames for too long. Moreover, to deal with these five High Scholars, he didn't even need to use the 'Blue Lotus'. He just needed to rely on his own body!