Hearing these words, Lin Ping'an's expression remained calm. He nodded slightly and spoke calmly.
"Yeah! Very impressive!"
"I'm Lin Ping'an, a freshman in the Department of Creation, and I'm in the middle of the fourth rank."
Hearing this, several people gasped.
Although I have heard about this matter before, I still can't help but exclaim in amazement when I hear the person involved admit it himself.
"Middle of the fourth rank? Awesome! This is truly amazing!"
"As expected of this year's top scholar in both civil and military fields, this is too terrifying!"
"After building the bridges of the five internal organs in one go, I directly jumped to the first stage of the fourth level. This is terrifying!"
“…”
At the side, Su Die stood with her arms folded, with a look of as expected on her face and a tone of certainty.
"That's what I was saying! Why do you seem so strong? Tell me! Did you hide your strength during the exam?"
"As expected of you who invented the Breath-Containing Technique, you are really a little silver bastard."
Lin Ping'an shrugged without any explanation.
Neither deny nor admit, just let them fill in their own imaginations.
As his fighting ability grew stronger, he also began to gradually reveal his true martial arts realm.
The combat power of an eighth-grade grandmaster is enough to protect himself. Even if there are people with ulterior motives who want to explore Lin Ping'an's secrets, he can deal with it calmly.
On the other side, when a few people heard those three words, related memories were also brought back.
"'The Breath-Resisting Technique'? The technique created by Junior Brother Lin? I remember it being a bit useless, only effective for the lower three grades!"
"Yes! I'm already at the high level of the third rank and about to break through to the fourth rank, so I didn't learn it and didn't care."
"I have to say, this technique is quite useful for playing the pig and eating the tiger. I can't even sense the true blood value of Junior Brother Lin now."
“…”
As they talked, several people had already acknowledged that Lin Ping'an's strength was in the middle of the fourth rank.
After all, what is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. There is no need to talk about this.
What's more, in the villa challenge competition just after school started, he once burst out with at least the third level of Qi and blood strength.
These people also knew about this matter.
Not far away, Lin Ping'an stood nearby, like a ruthless background board, with no intention of getting involved in the conversation at all.
A moment later.
Su Die clapped her hands carelessly, attracting everyone's attention.
"Alright, alright, stop talking about that nonsense! It's so boring!"
"The format of the Great Summer Pride Competition changes every year. The year before last, it was hunting exotic beasts, and last year it was a team competition. I heard that this year, the format will be changed again. The specific content is unknown for the time being and will be officially announced on the day of the competition."
"Let me make it clear first, whether you are a team or an individual, you should focus on the honor of the school and don't hold each other back."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, including Lin Pingan.
Then, his eyes were still fixed on someone, waiting for the follow-up.
One breath... two breaths... three breaths...
The scene was silent, and countless question marks appeared in everyone's mind.
Then what?
Why aren’t you talking anymore?
The next moment.
Su Die scratched her head, with a hint of doubt on her face.
"No... why are you looking at me? Is there something wrong with me?"
Hearing this, the silence was broken, and several people twitched their lips and asked the questions in their hearts.
"Sister Su, what else did you not say?"
"Yeah! You didn't call us here just to tell us this!"
"It's better to listen to your words than to listen to your words. Can you please tell me the main point?"
“…”
After more than ten seconds, Su Die coughed lightly and tried to make up her mind.
"Who said there's nothing else? Isn't this just a way for you to get to know each other in advance?"
"You guys are not familiar with Lin Ping'an either, so it's a good opportunity for you to learn from him so you can have a better understanding of him."
The three people's eyes were suddenly filled with contempt and weirdness.
"I made it up right now!"
"I just wanted to say those words before!"
"A third-rank official is going to fight a fourth-rank official? Do you want to see us get beaten?"
“…”
Seeing this scene, Su Die blushed, but still tried to save her dignity.
"Don't say I won't give you a chance! The chance for a third-rank to fight a fourth-rank doesn't always come. What's more, you're facing Junior Brother Lin, so there's no need to worry about any accidents."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ping'an next to him refused without hesitation.
"This doesn't make any sense! The gap is too big, so forget it!"
However, after hearing this, the fighting spirit of several people was aroused.
"Brother Lin, you can't say that. A warrior must have the courage to challenge a strong enemy. Come on, fight! Let me see how big the gap is between me and a warrior in the middle stage of the fourth rank."
"That's right! Don't underestimate us!"
"Humph! I have cultivated to the high level of the third rank and have experienced many more battles than you can imagine. Be careful not to get into trouble!"
As the three spoke, they gripped their weapons tightly, with infinite sharpness in their eyes.
Lin Ping'an nodded slightly, his attitude softened a bit, and he did not continue to refuse.
I have a relatively good impression of these three seniors whom I met for the first time.
Since they must fight, just grant them that.
Anyway, it won’t take too long, so just be a little careful when you do it.
A few minutes later.
In the center of the martial arts training ground, the two people stood on the left and right.
The cold and beautiful senior Qin Yu held a long sword in her hand, her sharp edge exposed, and spoke word by word.
“Please give me some advice!”
As soon as the three words came out, the whole person approached as quickly as an arrow shot from a bow, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand swung out thousands of afterimages, forming a dreamlike scene.
Xiong Xiaoxiao, who was watching the game, also exclaimed in joy at this moment.
"Wow... She used it right at the beginning. That's Sister Qin's most skilled "Afterimage Sword Technique". She used all her strength right from the start. She must be a little angry."
The burly Hao Yong scratched his head and replied in a muffled voice.
"Isn't it normal to go all out? When a third-grade challenge a fourth-grade, of course he has to explode and try to catch the opponent off guard. If it really drags on, the total amount of Qi and Health will definitely not be enough, and then he will naturally lose."
Xiong Xiaoxiao glanced back with disdain.
"Haha... With your ability to focus on the key points, you will never find a partner in your life."
"You should ask why Sister Qin is angry!"
"Then I can explain that it's because she's more competitive..."
"If you can't find the key point in chatting, just be a happy and honest single dog!"
"Oh my god! Oh my god, this... How is this possible? He... How did he do it? A fourth-grade mid-level? Could a fourth-grade mid-level be so outrageous?"
Halfway through her speech, she suddenly started shouting.
at the same time.
An astonishing scene came into everyone's sight.
At this moment, Lin Ping'an stretched out his right hand, and used his index and middle fingers to just clamp the tip of the sword.
It looked ten or a hundred times more shocking than the dreamlike sword shadow just now.
Seeing this, Qin Yu's face turned slightly pale, he took a deep breath, and spoke in a lost tone.
"I...I lost...thank you...thank you for your advice, junior brother!"
On the other side, Lin Ping'an loosened his fingers, withdrew his hand, and nodded calmly.
"Senior Qin, thank you for letting me!"
To be honest, Qin Yu knew that there was a huge gap between his third-grade strength and Lin Ping'an's fourth-grade strength.
But she didn't expect the gap to be so big.
The level of that sword was shown by the best effort, and he was confident that it could hurt a fourth-grade warrior.
Unfortunately, I never expected that I overestimated myself and ended up not getting hurt at all!
It only took two fingers to hold it firmly.
After more than ten seconds, she took a few deep breaths, suppressed her frustration, and rekindled her fighting spirit.
For a warrior, a temporary failure is nothing, just keep on catching up!
As the saying goes, water does not compete for the lead, but for the continuous flow.