Chapter 90 (1/2)

All the people in the courtyard looked at them dully. One of them even rubbed his eyes in disbelief. When he saw everything at the scene again, he finally made a trembling murmur.

”Your eminence... Defeated?”

Yes, it's something that everyone didn't expect. A soul sect defeated a soul King oppressively. It's so overwhelming.

Wang Jian slowly took back the ruler, and his eyes moved away from Jia Xing.

”Father

Jarvis was slightly relieved, and then ran anxiously to help Jia Xing who was half kneeling on the ground.

”Pa!”

Jia Xing pushed away Jarvis's hand and stood up slowly. His slightly cloudy pupil was looking at Wang Jian tightly without any expression, which made people panic.

”Posterity, posterity!”

Jia Xing looked at Wang Jian. First he whispered, then his face became a bit ferocious. His voice was forced out of his throat.

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

Soon, Jia Xing's crazy face gradually returned to normal, just a little more bitter.

It's really belittling the enemy!

It seems very easy for Wang Jian to defeat him, but both he and Wang Jian know that this is actually the limit that Wang Jian can play, and he has not released the fifth soul skill.

He just belittled the enemy, and then Wang Jian used this psychology to perform a series of soul skills, which made him unable to move, and finally he was defeated.

But to lose is to lose. No matter how many reasons there are, it's useless. If it's a battle of life and death, you're already ten dead.

Jia Xing became very silent for a moment. He took a look at Wang Jian and then looked around at all the people in the field.

Wu Hun Temple belongs to a low head, silent, Xu Yu's face is excited, Hu Yannian is relieved, the child's eyes twinkle with curiosity, only the owner of the courtyard seems to keep calm.

As soon as Jia Xing's eyes were fixed, he suddenly stared at him for a long time. Then, as if he remembered something, his face changed slightly, and he turned away without hesitation.

”Go

……

The people in the hall of martial spirit retreated, but Wang Jian in the courtyard was thoughtful, and then looked at the middle-aged man.

His face suddenly burst into a brilliant smile, as if the cold fighting man was not him, he said to the middle-aged man with a smile.

”I'm Wang Jian, the dean of the soul teacher's College in next heaven. What's your name, Baron?”

”Lin Xiong.”

Lin Xiong's answer is very simple, but his deep eyes are straight at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian's scalp is numb when he looks at him. This man seems to be exploring something about him, which makes him frown.

He also looked up at Lin Xiong, but he didn't find anything in his eyes.

”It's Baron Lin.”

Wang Jian smiles awkwardly, and then begins to talk freely: ”Baron Lin must have seen the fighting capacity of our soul masters in Tianxing soul master college. The soul masters we cultivate all have strong fighting capacity. Not to mention crossing ranks, even boasting ranks is a relaxed thing.”

Hu Yannian, who is not used to the boasting of his Dean, slightly turns his head and sighs. You are blowing too much.

However, with a bright smile on his face, Wang Jian continued to use his three inch tongue in an attempt to make Lin Xiong believe every word he said.

“……”

”So if your son joins our college, he will grow into an excellent soul teacher very soon.”

Wang Jian talked on and on for a long time, but the final goal came back to the original starting point.

Lin Xiong's face did not change. When Wang Jian finished, he said slowly: ”in fact, my choice has not changed, and Yan'er will not join the martial spirit hall.”

”Er...”