As they walked, the people around them were unaware of anything, except the Grandmaster, who had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and his premonition was becoming stronger and stronger.

Unfortunately, due to the huge disparity in strength, he couldn't find where the problem was and could only worry in secret.

Not far away, the subordinates were completely unaware of what was happening and were whispering to each other.

"He's too cunning! He's been hiding until now and hasn't even left the school gate!"

"I'm so angry! Facing the Zhao family's invitation, he didn't even show up."

"Humph! Shame on him! I don't believe he can hide for long. Sooner or later, that Lin Pingan..."

“…”

After hearing these people's words, Lin Pingan remained calm and did not take it too seriously.

As for the purpose of these guys coming here, I already knew most of it when my mental power was wandering just now.

Moreover, the hostility hidden in these people's emotions is like a bright lighthouse in the darkness, which can be discovered by casual perception.

Although the specific situation is still unknown, Lin Pingan is too lazy to continue to explore the truth.

Why not just use the "Soul-Searching Hand" to get the real answers from their own memories.

No need to guess or think, and it is guaranteed to be true.

As for whether this process will cause the person whose memory is being searched to become a fool and other subsequent situations.

It doesn’t matter!

Anyway, from the moment Lin Ping'an discovered that these people were hostile to him, their death was doomed.

As the saying goes, if the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you alive until five o'clock?

When encountering Lin Ping'an, a living devil-like existence, the ending has come to an end.

He walked gently to the side of the Grandmaster Warrior, slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed his head.

The next moment.

"Soul-Searching and Soul-Taking Hand" is activated!

Faced with this sudden pain in his soul, the Grandmaster Warrior reacted instantly and wanted to burst out his Qi and blood.

However, no matter how hard he tried, it seemed as if his body was out of control and he couldn't control anything at all.

It was at this moment that the martial arts master suddenly discovered that he had been suppressed silently and could not move.

Endless pain surged into his heart, tearing his soul apart. The memories in his mind kept turning over and over, being searched and checked by Lin Pingan nonchalantly.

Vaguely, before losing consciousness, the martial master finally saw the appearance of the culprit.

Lin...Lin...Lin Ping'an?

It turned out to be him!!!

Wrong!

Everything is wrong!

After the moment of shock, all those thoughts disappeared, leaving only silent pain and torture.

If God could give this martial master a new chance, he would definitely not come all the way here to die.

Before they could make their move, the target appeared one step ahead and came over to kill those who were about to make their move.

Absurd, funny, and somewhat ironic.

“Ahhh… uh… uh… cover… uh…”

At this moment, many subordinates looked at the grandmaster warrior in confusion, all standing there stupidly.

During the soul-searching, his whole body was shaking as if he had been electrocuted, his hands were gesticulating, his face was grim, his eyes were rolled back, and he was uttering incomprehensible groans and shouts.

"What? What's going on?"

"Oh my God! What happened to Mr. Zhao?"

"Why...why does it look like I got an electric shock?"

"You must be kidding! Master Zhao is a seventh-rank master, how could he be afraid of electricity? He must be practicing some unknown advanced martial arts or cultivation techniques."

“…”

After a few breaths, a seventh-grade grandmaster-level idiot emerged.

“Hehehe…drink milk…drink milk…drink milk…”

At this moment, everyone fell silent as they looked at the boss in front of them who was drooling and had a silly expression.

Just when they were puzzled, they suddenly felt a black screen in front of their eyes and lost all perception and consciousness.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang bang... clang... Dara... bang..."

A group of warrior subordinates fell to the ground, or on the table, or on the sofa, piled all over the floor.

Moreover, everyone lost consciousness and their mental strength was wiped out.

In an instant, all those guys who came to cause trouble became idiots.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Pingan thought for a moment, and swept his mental power across again, smashing these people's brains again.

After a moment, everyone lost their breath, their bodies gradually grew cold and turned into corpses.

Then, the third location, the fourth location, the fifth location... one location after another, each time, Lin Ping'an's operation was exactly the same.

First use the "Soul-Searching Hand" to obtain memories and information, and then pull the hand ruthlessly to kill the person.

In other places, most of them did not bring their subordinates, and there were only one or two grandmaster-level warriors.

However, for Lin Ping'an, the seventh-rank master was just someone he could kill instantly with just a wave of his hand.

It can even be said that during this period, there was no possibility for him to take any action, and he died without knowing anything the whole time.

Even though he once encountered an eighth-grade grandmaster, the process and the result remained unchanged, and not even the slightest wave was caused.

An hour later, Lin Ping'an returned to his residence in Daxia Academy silently, as if he had never left.

No one knew that he had just gone outside and killed a group of guys who were suspicious and hostile to him.

Among them, there are even five seventh-grade masters and one eighth-grade grand master.

Inside the villa, Lin Ping'an was sorting out the information and memories while muttering to himself.

"The Li family! The Zhao family? The Murong family? A noble family of high martial arts! Interesting! And a sect? Haha! They're targeting me!"

"You are treating me, Lin Ping'an, as a soft persimmon. You are really courting death!"

"Did you do it on purpose? Never mind! These rubbish are here to get killed, so I'll just clean them up and use them as a free time activity!"

“…”

After a short while, he had almost figured out the cause and effect of the incident.

As for what the president of the Martial Arts Association, or the three giants of Daxia, were thinking, he analyzed it clearly in an instant.

But I don’t care too much about these.

Anyway, it's just a matter of convenience.

Besides, he was able to grow up safely during his weakest period thanks to the Martial Arts Association, or the Daxia ban set by the three giants of Daxia.

Otherwise, God knows if this would be the case today.

All these things can be considered as favors to him to some extent. Lin Pingan still has a certain tolerance limit for this kind of things.

However, he does not have the slightest favorable impression towards sects, aristocratic families, and other entities that may be filled with darkness.

Now, those people actually took the initiative to target Lin Pingan.

Ridiculous, and also a bit suicidal!

In fact, Lin Ping'an had been prepared and suspected about the dirty things he was encountering now since he was still very young.

Therefore, during the period when we were weak, we took many precautions.

Now, it can also be proved from another perspective that the original action was extremely correct.

Otherwise, if he really only has the strength of the fourth rank now, wouldn't he be in great trouble facing the surprise attacks and oppression of these masters?

Reality is not a novel. It is impossible to be lucky enough to escape danger every time.

If Lin Ping'an really encountered the dangerous situation he imagined, he could not guarantee that he could turn the danger into safety.

Since ancient times, there have been countless people who were known as geniuses but fell on their way to the top.

If life is gone, then everything will be nothingness, and only sighs will be left!