Chapter 67: Zong Yin's Inner Heart (As Scheduled, Two Updates)

  Another update before 12 o'clock. The results are dismal, friends who have read it please leave a message and give some opinions, it shouldn't be a waste of your time, thank you.

  By the way, no draft bird~~all night~tomorrow three more~hope for some collection and forwarding~

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  "How can you say that so lightly! That's our friend! Our fellow trainee! Look at her! She's calling out for our help! I thought you were a real man! Brave! Upright! With honor! I even considered you as my goal to surpass! My idol! Who would have thought you're also such trash! Blind old man's golden dog eyes! Spit! Let me go! I'm going to save her!"

  Zong Yin knew the significance of Ding Sheng's Soul School, which was nothing more than a prison, a prison where the imperial ministers were confined at home and not welcomed by their families. Although he had heard that people who came in here would lose more than half of their numbers by the time they graduated from the sixth face, this was still Zong Yin's first real experience with such a situation.

  The cruel reality is one thing, but what makes Zong Yin unable to accept is Yang Jun's attitude, that kind of indifference, as if all this has nothing to do with him.

  Everyone has a goal in their heart, a kind of competitive opponent, yet like a friend or idol that needs to be surpassed. After Zong Yin entered this world, the goal in his heart was Yang Jun.

  In his eyes, Yang Jun is very powerful and always striving to improve himself, pursuing his limits, and even at many times he works harder than Zong Xian. Yang Jun dares to fight, has courage, never backs down, is a man of his word, and even if it means risking his life, he will stand up for the debts he owes others.

  These are the reasons why Zong Xuan worships him, and in Yang Jun, Zong Xuan finds what he lacks.

  Although he also worked hard, it was under the threat of life. Even so, Zong Yin's personality would often forget that threat and find various excuses to slack off slightly.

  Before the real danger, Zong Yin didn't know if he would have the courage not to retreat, but his intuition told him that he wouldn't! Because he wasn't one of these savage people. In Zong Yin's heart, he was superior to these people because he came from the 21st century, a place full of science and truth.

  These things are the reasons why Zong Yin admires and worships Yang Jun, even unconsciously starting to imitate him. He becomes like Yang Jun, daring to fight, refusing to back down, with a strong sense of justice. The nickname "Madman" that is on par with Yang Jun's also makes him feel somewhat proud, as if he has slowly caught up with Yang Jun's footsteps.

  But suddenly, the Yang Jun in front of him seemed to have changed into a completely different person. The Yang Jun who had once made him worship, moved and admired was now completely inconsistent with his imagined perfect image.

  Zong Yin let out a series of roars, spitting a mouthful of saliva on the ground. Even under the invasion of his rage, the Reversion that had already accelerated its ascension suddenly broke through to the Green Star level. The rocky right arm suddenly expanded, the cyan-gray rock turning black-gray and covered in eerie blue soul technique patterns.

  The rocky armor on his chest began to spread as he leveled up, quickly wrapping his left arm in dark gray rock as well, only a few sizes smaller than his right arm, just slightly thicker than a normal arm.

  The rocky armor on his chest went up, only to stop at the bottom of his chin. Two gruesome blue soul technique patterns extended from the arteries on both sides of his neck, passing behind his ears and down to below his eyes. The rocky armor stopped at the root of his thighs, with the soul technique patterns extending from both sides of his thighs to the soles of his feet.

  From then on, apart from his head and legs, Zong Yin's entire body was wrapped in dark grey rock.

  This time, Zonghui felt a leap in his cultivation, as if there was an endless power within him, and his blood was boiling.

  "Kill!"

  A sudden, inexplicable killing intent burst forth from Zong Yin's heart, his eyes bulging wide as blood vessels filled his entire pupils. The soul technique pattern on his right arm shone brightly, and the shattered heart strike soul technique pattern appeared simultaneously. Like a ferocious tiger descending a mountain, he leapt towards the two soldiers holding down Fengzi with incredible speed.

  Two soldiers were just ordinary Soul Disciples, with a strength of only level five. Seeing Zong Yin's ferocious punch, the old soldier's demeanor was evident, and the two of them tacitly rolled to both sides, dodging it. They quickly got up, drew out their machetes, and slashed at Zong Yin's head from left and right.

  Zong Yin and these soldiers suddenly saw the difference in strength. Although Zong Yin had far surpassed their strength, he was seriously lacking in combat experience.

  Just as the two sides were about to erupt into an even more intense conflict, a fist stronger than Soong's fiercely pounded on his stone fist, sending him flying out with one blow, and You also took advantage of this to dodge the joint stabbing of the two soldiers.

  "Two brothers, newcomers don't understand things, don't blame them~"

  Hei Sen smiled with a flattering expression, without even looking at Zong Yin, and openly handed two gold coins to the hands of the two soldiers, saying politely.

  Two soldiers have seen this kind of thing before, every year new people will do such things, flatten their mouths, collect gold coins, and continue to set up the soul power that has been sealed off, and then go out.

  "Hello! I greet your whole family!"

  Zong Yin's right arm shook violently, and the black-gray rock was scattered by Hei Sen's ordinary blow, revealing his bloody arm. With a roar, Zong Yin swung his intact left fist again.

  "How's my whole family?! Thanks! I'll help you relax your muscles first! You think it's nothing to be promoted to a higher rank?! Do you think I want to pretend to be a gentle old man?! Do you think I feel comfortable seeing my own student being dragged away and slaughtered like a dog?! Do you think your strength is the best in the world?! Can do whatever you want, huh?! You think...!"

  It's just unknown whether it was Zong Yin who provoked Hei Sen's whole family to anger him or Hei Sen was originally in a bad mood, but before Zong Yin rushed to his front, Hei Sen had already stormed to Zong Yin's front with a fierce face and slapped Zong Yin on the forehead, knocking him to the ground.

  Zong Yin only felt a dizziness in his forehead, and his chin, which was barely wrapped around the rock, heavily hit the ground. Immediately afterwards, countless heavy blows fell on Zong Yin's body, and that feeling was as if he had become a sandbag, being constantly attacked by a boxer.

  Hei Sen completely disregarded his image, like a madman, continuously kicking Zong Yin with his feet. Every time Zong Yin tried to get up, he would be knocked down again with a fierce punch, and then kicked again, with non-stop curses in his mouth. In the end, even Hei Sen himself didn't know what he was saying, but just wildly vented all his anger and dissatisfaction on Zong Yin's body.

  "Alright, stop kicking now, my brothers have all been kicked unconscious by you, one more kick and they'll be dead! Ah, that's why I say, you people who are in your prime are the most hypocritical. Look at how genuine my little brother is! Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong place!"

  After a long time, Lu Jin suddenly appeared from somewhere and held Hei Sen tightly in his arms, shaking his head with emotion.

  Hei Sen as Li Bu Xiao's confidant, naturally knew Lu Jin's identity, took a deep breath and regained his composure, as if nothing had happened, walked towards the teaching building.

  "Stop gawking and help me treat Zong Yin's injuries! This black gorilla may look fierce, but it actually has a gentle touch."

  Lu Jin glanced at Zong Yin who had already fainted and raised an eyebrow, saying casually.

  Yingyan walked in front of Zongyin with a yawn, looking listless and lazy. Without even bothering to bend his waist, he stepped on Zongyin's buttocks with one foot. A red soul technique pattern was transmitted from his foot into Zongyin's body. Within two breaths, all the wounds on Zongyin's surface healed. After stretching lazily, Yingyan walked away without saying a word and went to stand behind Lu Jin again.

  Lu Jin smiled wryly and glanced at Ning Yan. Even if he was the leader of the hunting team, he couldn't do anything to Ning Yan, who was the only soul doctor in the team. Who would they turn to for treatment if they got injured and Ning Yan wasn't happy with them?

  "Easy, Zong Yin brothers, calm down, we're going in for a meeting."

  In his heart, he silently lamented that there wasn't a single normal person among the hunters. Lu Jin shook his head helplessly and waved his hand, instructing Bing to follow him as he walked in the direction of Hei Sen's departure.

  Ice stared at Zong Yin's body on the ground for a long time, his eyebrows almost furrowed together. After a moment, he suddenly raised an eyebrow and revealed a thick smile. He placed both hands on Zong Yin's body, directly freezing him in the ice, and carried the huge rectangular ice block behind Lu Jin. The smile on Ice's face was very bright, as if he was very happy to have completed Lu Jin's orders truthfully.

  Indeed, Zonghui has become cold and quiet again.

  Yang Jun stood there stupidly until everyone was gone, his eyes were very confused, staring straight at the direction of Zheng Nan, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After a long time, he whispered softly: "It's not that I don't want to help, whoever touches the empire will die. I can't die, I have to keep my life to go back and see you, sister."

  As soon as he thought of that gentle face, a soft expression appeared on Yang Jun's square-shaped face, and for a moment, he was completely infatuated.

  It wasn't until someone in the same class called out Yang Jun's name that he snapped back to reality, following Hei Sen and the others into the same teaching building. The one who had called them over today was not Hei Sen, but Li Bu Xiao. The main purpose was to think of a way to solve Gu Zhu's problem of killing people to vent his anger.

  In another corner of the school, just like Yang Jun, there was a small figure who was also staring blankly, her big eyes were now filled with mist, and a sense of grievance welled up in her heart, with a sour feeling flowing out. Lan Xin herself didn't know where this feeling came from.