Tang San didn't realize that Nangong Lingyun was playing with memes, but his brow furrowed tightly.
More than his own loss, he was now more concerned about what was going on with this Blue Silver Grass.
The Spirit didn't seem like a Spirit, and the Spirit Ability didn't seem like a Spirit Ability.
Besides, the Spirit was himself, so how could he attach such a Spirit Ability?
Suddenly, Xiao Sanzi remembered what Yu Xiaogang had told him before:
"According to one of the Martial Soul Ten Core Competitiveness that I have researched, the amount of Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the quality of the Spirit.
Blue Silver Grass, this kind of waste Spirit, obviously cannot awaken Innate Full Soul Power."
Grandmaster inferred from this that he had twin spirits, and that the other one must be very powerful, enough to give birth to high-level spirit power.
If we speculate according to the same principle,
Nangong Lingyun also has Innate Full Soul Power, and his own Spirit is also a waste Spirit, so, like himself, he should also be hiding a Second Martial Soul?
However, it shouldn't be Blue Silver Grass? According to theory, it should be a powerful Spirit.
Could it be that he has Three Spirits, and the third Spirit provides spirit power, and this third Spirit is very powerful? That's too absurd.
Xiao Sanzi felt that his brain was about to explode. After struggling for a while, he decided not to think wildly and wait until night to ask Teacher for advice.
Not long after a few farces,
A Teacher named Mo Hen came to Seven Dorm with Da Shi's token of love for San Zi, a brand new quilt, which immediately moved Bing Qing Yu Jie to tears.
As soon as Teacher Mo left, Nangong Lingyun yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Is it almost lunchtime?
How about this, since I'm the Laoda, Yun-ge will treat everyone to a big meal today."
Before he finished speaking, a series of cheers had already sounded behind him, and even Xiao Wu happily called out Yun-ge.
"Oh oh."
"Laoda is the best!"
… …
Notting Academy is not big,
Before long, the group arrived in front of a large turquoise gate, led by Wang Sheng and several older students.
Nangong Lingyun looked around. There was nothing special about it.
It was very similar to a normal university cafeteria. Rows of wooden tables and chairs filled the hall, and there were windows for serving food on both sides.
However, at this moment, a voice that sounded very annoying suddenly came from a distance.
"Yo, isn't that Wang Sheng and his bunch of poor ghosts?"
Everyone looked up,
Only to see a group of greasy-haired, powdered-faced senior students standing in the middle of the staircase leading to the second floor with their arms folded.
Their faces were full of arrogance and smugness, and their eyes revealed contempt and even disgust. In two seconds, they perfectly displayed the Eight Banners style, vividly and lifelike.
Especially the person who spoke,
Not only did he not care after being discovered, but he even more provocatively stretched out his little finger and waved it in the air, mocking again:
"Tsk tsk, a poor ghost is a poor ghost. You can't eat on the second floor in this lifetime."
The frivolous tone was mixed with a twisted pleasure.
As soon as these words came out, the excited expressions on Wang Sheng and the others' faces suddenly dimmed.
The work-study students are not only poor and weak, but more importantly, they are weak and isolated.
The entire school only has barely ten people combined, while the nobles can fill that three-hundred-square-meter dormitory every year, often with thirty or forty people or more.
Behind him, Xiao Wu was about to go berserk, but Nangong Lingyun grabbed her arm, signaling her to be calm.
Then, he took a light step forward, took the initiative to stand in front of all the work-study students, and asked with one hand in his pocket:
"You're nobles, right? I want to know, have you ever heard such a saying?"
Xiao Chenyu was stunned,
"What?"
"The best way to gain a foothold in a new place is to find the biggest troublemaker and beat him up."
"Who is he? Wang Sheng, have your work-study students become so promising that they have a six-year-old child as their Laoda?
Hahaha, allow me to laugh for a while first."
Nangong Lingyun's words can be said to be quite impolite. He was just short of telling Xiao Chenyu directly that he was going to clean them up.
But it didn't make the noble son of the city lord and his lackeys feel the slightest fear, not even anger.
After a slight pause, they all burst into laughter, as if they had heard an extremely funny joke.
Seeing this, Nangong Lingyun secretly shook his head. He was blind to Mount Tai!
He turned to Wang Sheng and asked:
"Does Notting Academy have healing-type support system Spirit Masters?"
"Yes, there are Teachers and students."
"What is the maximum extent of healing?"
"A fracture should be treatable, right? After all, everyone's strength is not strong.
But, Laoda, are you really planning to teach them a lesson? We only have ten people, and if we fight..."
As Wang Sheng spoke, Nangong Lingyun's head had already turned back.
A faint voice, which was not very deafening but instantly spread throughout the entire cafeteria, suddenly appeared.
"You have ten seconds to activate your Spirits, ten!"
"Nine!"
… …
The laughter on the stairs finally stopped, and Xiao Chenyu's face was full of astonishment.
It wasn't until the seemingly indifferent countdown sounded again, "Eight", that he finally began to size up Nangong Lingyun with some seriousness.
His facial features were handsome, but his temperament was very tough, and his expression was neither angry nor happy.
He was not wearing the school uniform that most people were used to. The sky blue clothes and shoes did not seem outstanding at first glance, but a careful taste revealed a unique sense of harmony.
The countdown continued, "Seven", "Six", "Five"…
At this time, even the Teachers and other noble students who were dining on the second floor were alarmed, and the edge of the railing quickly became crowded with people.
Many people were still commenting with interest, "Who do you think will win?", "Did the work-study students' brains get squeezed by the door?", and so on.
Hearing the word "Five", Xiao Chenyu was finally completely awakened and shouted anxiously:
"Activate your Spirits, everyone, quickly activate your Spirits."
As he spoke, a layer of black shimmer had already flashed on his body, transforming towards a wolf shape.
Although it was too unbelievable to be defeated by a work-study student, or even a six-year-old work-study student who had just enrolled,
But the other party's posture gave him a bad feeling.
Three seconds later, Nangong Lingyun finished the final countdown.
"One!"
The moment the voice fell, the person suddenly disappeared from the spot, so fast that even Xiao Wu and Wang Sheng, who were originally prepared to help, did not react.
Only a blue light and shadow could be seen, rapidly shooting towards the center of a group of Spirit formations on the stairs.
Then, there was a series of bangs.
Xiao Chenyu was the first to hit the ground with his face, and the other noble students, those who had activated their Spirits and those who had not had time to activate their Spirits, all turned into arcs within two seconds and were projected into the center of the hall on the first floor.
In an instant, the entire cafeteria suddenly became silent.