Fatty Feng's Plan

Lin Zheng's resounding voice echoed in the forest, ringing out in the silence.

"You, you..."

Hearing this, Lin Jinglei seemed to be stimulated by something and was about to sit up, but then his body fell again, hitting the ground with a "bang", and his blood and qi in his body rolled, and he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Super strength? Bullshit, with the strength of the seventh level of the body refining realm, fighting against the third level of the body refining realm, in the end it was a draw, and even he fell there, and couldn't struggle.

Especially, Lin Zheng still spoke so righteously and respectfully, which made Lin Jinglei even more furious, but he couldn't defend himself.

Would he go out and tell others that he fought with a student of the third level of the body refining realm and ended up in a draw, and was ridiculed by the other party?

If so, it would definitely cause thousands of people to sneer and lose face.

Lin Jinglei half sat there, his expression was strange after hearing Lin Zheng's words, his expression changed continuously, and he was indescribably bitter.

After this battle, Lin Jinglei did not get any benefit at all. As for what Lin Zheng said about benefiting a lot, that was the truth.

After a year, the Dantian that was originally completely destroyed was restored, and with the Linglong sword technique mastered again, Lin Zheng's position in the primary department is now the same as a year ago.

However, Lin Jinglei only kept these words in his heart and would not really say them out loud.

Lin Jinglei stood up with the help of the broadsword, patted the dust on his body, and finally looked at Lin Zheng not far away, and resumed the appearance of a master, coughed a few times and said:

"This time the guidance is here, some skills are still a little lacking."

"Next time after improvement, the strength will definitely be improved!"

Next time? Lin Jinglei had already made up his mind, there would be no next time. As for the troubles of the kid in front of him, let others in the family.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin."

Lin Zheng had a faint smile on his face from beginning to end, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

However, at this moment, Lin Jinglei's expression kept changing, and the flesh on his face seemed to tremble faintly. He waved his hand and signaled Lin Zheng to leave.

With the support of Xiao Ling'er, Lin Zheng walked slowly until he walked three or four feet away. Xiao Ling'er then took a long breath, blinked playfully beside him, covered her mouth with her little hand, and whispered in Lin Zheng's ear.

"Brother Lin Zheng, you are so bad."

"Hehe...!"

Xiao Ling'er smiled glamorously, beautiful and charming, but all this seemed so natural in front of Lin Zheng.

"Bad?"

"I don't think so."

Hearing the words of the beauty next to him, Lin Zheng spread his hands helplessly and spoke innocently.

"Hehehe..."

"I just want to teach this bad guy a lesson."

At this time, Xiao Ling'er also chuckled beside him, and said with a fist, showing off.

Looking at the innocent girl beside him, Lin Zheng couldn't help but have a headache.

If she really gets angry, this little girl is much more cruel than himself.

But there is no need to pay attention to these at the moment. As long as both of them are here, it's the best.

In the vast jungle, the two walked and talked, and walked quickly towards the Nanshan College, with an extremely relaxed look on their faces.

This battle was really beneficial to Lin Zheng. After a year, the Linglong Sword Technique was re-mastered, and the power in it was beyond imagination. At the same time, the widened meridians in his body seemed to be hot, as if he could break through to the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm at any time, just a threshold away.

With a beautiful woman by his side, Lin Zheng couldn't help shaking his head, throwing away all these thoughts in his mind, looking at the endless buildings up and down, striding out, and walking quickly towards there.

...

The students of Nanshan College had already gotten up when the sun rose. After a night of silence, the college was once again full of vitality with the arrival of the sun. There were bustling discussions in various parts of the college, and bursts of uproar, which were constantly spreading and echoing in the ears.

However, few people came to the high mountains near the edge of the college. Some early-rising students had already gone up the mountain, and the road in front of them became empty.

Looking at the empty road, Lin Zheng's face showed a faint smile. He and Xiao Ling'er came down without encountering anyone and not attracting other people's attention, which was a good thing.

Quickly shuttling through the buildings, Lin Zheng's speed was very fast, like a gust of wind, constantly flashing through them.

When he approached his dormitory, he slowed down.

"I guess Feng Jiang must still be sleeping."

"Haha."

Lin Zheng could not help but turn his head and joked to Xiao Ling'er when he saw the dormitory from a distance.

A year ago, Lin Zheng, Xiao Ling'er and Feng Jiang had the best relationship. But with Lin Zheng's departure, Xiao Ling'er went into seclusion, Feng Jiang stayed in the dormitory all day, and the three of them lost contact since then.

Lin Zheng was very excited to be reunited at this time.

"Yeah."

Hearing Lin Zheng's joke, Xiao Ling'er nodded silently to express her agreement.

In front of outsiders, Xiao Ling'er was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, giving people a feeling of being kept away from others. Only when facing Lin Zheng, she smiled and started to talk more.

"Let's go!"

Lin Zheng naturally understood Xiao Ling'er's character, and did not take her cold answer to heart. He just took her hand and walked quickly towards the dormitory.

"Huh?"

"Why is this door open?"

He walked quickly with Xiao Ling'er. When he arrived at the dormitory, he couldn't help but frown slightly and stretched out his hand to push open the half-closed door.

When he left last night, Lin Zheng could clearly remember that this door was closed.

After passing the gate, Lin Zheng and Xiao Ling'er walked in quickly, and saw a burly figure sitting with his back to the gate in the empty hall.

"Feng Jiang? Fatty Feng..."

"You got up so early?"

After looking at the burly figure, Lin Zheng was a little surprised and said incredulously.

Usually at this time, he snored like thunder and couldn't be pulled. Why did he get up so early today?

"Fatty Feng, come and see."

"Who did I bring with me!"

Although he was a little surprised, Lin Zheng didn't take it to heart. He pulled Xiao Ling'er and walked quickly to Feng Jiang.

Feng Jiang sat there, his fat body occupying the entire chair, looking shaky and in danger of falling at any time. He covered his face with his hands, revealing only a pair of green bean-sized eyes. When he saw Xiao Ling'er standing next to Lin Zheng, dressed in white like snow, like an immortal descending from the earth, he seemed to be fascinated and stood there for a while, his green bean-sized eyes widened and turned into soybeans.

"Xiao, Xiao... Ling'er?"

"Actually, actually..."

"... It's you!"

When he saw this figure, Feng Jiang became a little incoherent, and a vague voice came out of his mouth. His fat body trembled, causing the chair under him to make a "creak, creak" protest sound, as if it would fall apart at any time.

"Fatty Feng, what's wrong with you?"

However, at this moment, Lin Zheng frowned, staring at Fatty Feng in front of him, frowning, looking at him in disbelief.

"No, nothing..." Feng Jiang shook his body repeatedly and pretended to retreat, but his hands were still covering his face quietly, dodging. Seeing Fatty Feng's reaction, Lin Zheng frowned even more tightly, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart. A sense of uneasiness slowly emerged from his heart. "Take your hands away, let me see." Suddenly, Lin Zheng let go of Xiao Ling'er's hand, took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to pull away Feng Jiang's hand covering his face. "No, it's really nothing." Seeing Lin Zheng coming forward, Feng Jiang sat there and leaned back. His fat body even crushed the chair, but his hands were tightly covering his face, not letting Lin Zheng touch them. "Let go!" Lin Zheng shouted in a low voice, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull Feng Jiang's hands away. Feng Jiang was huge, and his face was originally a circle larger than that of ordinary people, but now it looked like his face had become even bigger, as if it was swollen, and there were clear finger marks on it. "Who, who did it?"

The joy on Lin Zheng's face faded instantly, replaced by a face full of gloom and coldness, with endless coldness, his voice seemed to come from hell, sounding particularly cold.

"This, I, this..."

After being yelled at by Lin Zheng, the fat on Feng Jiang's face was shaking constantly, and his swollen cheeks made his speech even more unclear, becoming particularly low.

"Tell me, who beat you like this?"

Lin Zheng's face was even colder, and a low shout came out of his mouth, making a loud sound, like a thunder wave falling, echoing here.

A word, a low shout, with an extremely terrifying hostility in it, like a thunder wave, spread in this space, with a "buzzing" sound, and continued to spread.

"Just now..."

"Lin Kan, came here..."

Fat Feng couldn't help shaking after Lin Zheng shouted at him, and his fat body kept shaking like waves.

"Lin Kan, Lin Kan..."

"Is he finally here?"

When he heard the word Lin Kan, a trace of hostility flashed in Lin Zheng's eyes, and a breath like frost spread from him and instantly spread to the surroundings.

"Lin Kan!"

A low shout came from his mouth, and then Lin Zheng took a step back, picked up the wooden sword beside him, strode forward, and walked quickly towards the door.

"Lin Kan, this time, let's settle the new and old grudges together."

Lin Zheng stepped out, his steps were extremely calm, and a cold breath also spread from him.

Xiao Ling'er stood there, watching Lin Zheng's back as he walked away, and Feng Jiang sitting on the chair. Her eyebrows knitted slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Your face wasn't hit by Lin Kan, was it?"

Just after Lin Zheng's body left the dormitory, Xiao Ling'er's tone changed, and she suddenly said to Feng Jiang.

"This, that... I can't hide it from you."

"You also know Lin Zheng's character. If he is passive, he will suffer a lot."

"This time, it's better to take the initiative."

"For my brother, I can still bear these little pains."

Feng Jiang's expression was stunned, but he coughed a few times and spoke.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go and take a look."

Feng Jiang supported his huge body to stand up, and after a simple treatment of the injury on his face, he walked out of the dormitory with Xiao Ling'er and followed in the direction where Lin Zheng left.