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Chapter 64: The President of Jiangnan University Dies in Battle

Jiangnan University was not far away. After Yang Ziwu had practiced the fear of the king of hell, he arrived there. Dean Chen, the old ghost of Jiangnan University, came to pick him up Yang Ziwu and Lin Yi.

Old ghost Chen was also very enthusiastic and greeted Yang Ziwu and Lin Yi.

Yang Ziwu also got straight to the point and said without hesitation, "Dean Chen, I'm afraid the King of Hell has already finished the training. Is it the principal of your school who needs it?"

Old ghost Chen nodded, "Yes, but it is not necessary now. Thank you Yang Ziwu. Dean Feng failed to wait for your medicine and died in the Jiangnan Demon Realm!"

Yang Ziwu had already taken out the King of Hell in his hand, and with a smile on his face, he originally wanted to say, if the principal is not here, you can accept it for him first.

Unexpectedly, what happened next was like this. Yang Ziwu froze on the spot, looking at Old Ghost Chen stupidly.

The same was true for Lin Yi next to him.

Old Ghost Chen smiled and said, "It's nothing. A warrior dies in battle. It's only natural! I'm afraid we didn't buy this King of Hell, but you gave it to us. We don't need it now, so forget it!"

"What's going on? Am I late?" Yang Ziwu asked after a long time.

Old Ghost Chen shook his head, "No, the King of Hell is afraid that he is just treating a hidden disease. Even if the old principal is in his prime, he can't defeat his opponent at that time! I don't blame you, don't think too much!"

Yang Ziwu didn't take his hand back for a long time, just like his mouth couldn't say anything.

"But what if after treatment, you can run away?" Yang Ziwu said softly.

"Yang Ziwu! This is not something you can decide with just one pill. You don't have to blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you. Without your King of Hell to fear, shouldn't we still have a war?" Old Ghost Chen scolded.

Yang Ziwu nodded, "Dean Chen! I understand, but if you are afraid of the King of Hell, you should accept it. What you promised will be done, or I will use the fear of the King of Hell here to change the technique with Jiangnan University!"

Old Ghost Chen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I heard that you learned Inch Boxing in Shanghai, do you still want to learn boxing?"

Yang Ziwu nodded, "Anything is fine! Sword skills are also good!"

"Yes, I'm just waiting for you to say it. There's really nothing else! Jiangnan University, Nine Styles of Sword Techniques! It's not a valuable thing, here it is!" Old Ghost Chen threw a book of Sword Techniques to Yang Ziwu.

"This is the basics, but it is also a sword technique. It is not very good, but it depends on the person who uses it. The upper limit and lower limit of this sword technique are high. An ordinary old man can also use two moves, and the power of a fifth- and sixth-grade master is not bad! Just look.

It’s yours!”

Old Ghost Chen waved his hand and was about to leave. Yang Ziwu quickly spoke from behind, "Senior, elixir!"

"Sword skills are worthless and cannot be exchanged for the fear of the King of Hell!"

"But I am willing to give it, even if you don't want it, you have to take it!" Yang Ziwu shouted.

"Hey, if you can give it to me, give it to me!"

Yang Ziwu turned to look at Lin Yi, who spread his hands, "Maybe he was afraid that you would challenge Jiangnan, so he didn't dare to take action!"

"Shit, if you challenge me now, I'm looking for death! Do you know anyone at Jiangnan University? I have to send the King of Hell away!" Yang Ziwu said.

"I've never seen someone like you, who insists on giving me something if you don't want it!"

"I don't want to owe others any favors. I've already accepted their body-building fluids. I must pay them back!" Yang Ziwu said.

In fact, there is another reason that Yang Ziwu knows. It seems that Old Ghost Chen is not sad at all, and he doesn't even take it seriously. It may be true that he doesn't take it seriously. They have seen too many people die in battle, but he is definitely sad.

He will also be sad, because he is the principal.

No matter what, Yang Ziwu still wanted to give away this piece of fear of the King of Hell.

"I know Zhang Qing, he has been to the capital!" Lin Dao said.

"You know everyone who has been to the capital? How do you know them?" Yang Ziwu asked.

Lin Yi glanced at Yang Ziwu, "Are you in charge?"

"I'm curious, let's ask!"

"He also did the same thing as you. He went to Beijing University to challenge. He was also a first-class player at that time. I fought against him, so we got to know each other!" Lin Yi explained.

Yang Ziwu nodded, "I understand, I understand, you were beaten, right?"

Lin was furious for a moment, "Fight, do you know what fighting means? What does it mean to be beaten!"

"So you won?"

Lin Yi shook his head.

"Tie?" Yang Ziwu asked again.

Lin Yi shook his head again.

"That's fine, I'll still get beaten!" Yang Ziwu rolled his eyes.

"Okay, there's no such thing as finishing, right? If you haven't been beaten, you have to be beaten, right?" Lin Yi was furious.

Yang Ziwu patted him on the shoulder quickly, "It's my fault, my fault, don't be angry, find someone quickly!"

Lin Yi turned around and left to make a phone call. If he could follow Lin Yi until now, he should still be in a state of mind, otherwise there would be no need to do anything and suffer from this anger every day.

After a while, in the coffee shop opposite Jiangnan University, Yang Ziwu and Lin Yi sat by the window, constantly looking outside the door, but not to observe when Zhang Qing would come, but because there were so many beauties outside the door. There were already many in the north.

In the season of heavy snowfall, although Jiangnan is not like spring all year round, girls are not afraid of the cold.

It’s still possible to feast your eyes.

There are many beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, and they deserve their reputation.

Not long after, a voice came from behind the two people, "What are you two doing?"

Yang Ziwu turned around and saw a thin young man standing behind two people.

Lin Yi quickly stood up and introduced, "This is Zhang Qing, who is known as the number one genius in Jiangnan!"

Yang Ziwu also stood up and stretched out his hand, "I am Yang Ziwu, who is known as the number one genius in Wujiang!"

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "Haha, Mr. She agrees with this?"

"He? He's not qualified enough to represent Wujiang!" Yang Ziwu thought of the senior brother who threatened and frightened him.

Zhang Qing stared at Yang Ziwu for a long time, shook his head secretly and said, "What a pity!"

"What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that I have entered the third level. I should have waited and let's have a discussion!"

"Hahahahaha, don't worry, I won't be far away from entering the third level!"

"Okay, have confidence!" Zhang Qing smiled.

"What do you want from me?" Zhang Qing asked again.

Yang Ziwu took out the King of Hell and said, "I promised you originally, but Dean Chen doesn't want it at all. Please help me transfer it to the school!"

"Don't refuse in a hurry. Although the things I have collected from you are not worth the value of the King of Hell, I have nothing else to repay, so I can only give them to the King of Hell. This is indeed my intention. Dean Chen doesn't

I'm sorry, but I also know that the injured people are definitely not just the old principal, there are definitely needs."

Zhang Qing was stunned. As the most talented person, of course he knew what the King of Hell was afraid of. Zhang Qing thought for a while and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll accept it, but you can't challenge Jiangnan at this time, and Jiangnan can't

I am not someone who owes anything to others. I only represent an individual. I owe you a favor. I believe that my favor is completely higher than the value of this devil's heart. I wonder if you are willing?"

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