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The room was quiet, only Lin Zheng was sitting cross-legged, with a faint breath around him.

In the empty Dantian, the cold bead was spinning at high speed, making a "chi chi" sound, and suddenly an inexplicable cold air rushed up to the sky, with an unbridled breath, spreading to the surroundings.

"Huff."

"Huff."

Lin Zheng sat cross-legged, his breathing became heavy, and he exhaled from his mouth, and finally melted into the air in front of him, and the heat was diluted and turned into nothing.

The cold bead was spinning at high speed in his body, and a cold current flowed quickly through it like a rushing river, and finally turned into an unbridled airflow, spreading to the surroundings like a spider web, and spreading to all parts of his body.

It has been about a month since I entered the third level of the body refining realm. I have been practicing in the Great Wilderness Mountains for a long time without any breakthrough. Now, after arriving at Nanshan College and fighting repeatedly, the shackles in my body have disappeared, and there are signs of a breakthrough.

Lin Zheng was secretly surprised by the long-lost feeling. He hurried back and sat cross-legged in the dormitory. There was a faint breath lingering around him, and a faint chill kept appearing beside him.

"Huh!"

"Huh..."

With the impact of the cold air, the shackles seemed to have completely lost their effect, and everything became so easy. After only about half an hour, the cold current flowed through the limbs and bones hundreds of times, and all the major meridians were cleansed, making people feel refreshed and clear.

The cold current hidden deep in the body, from the extremely cold air at the beginning, gradually turned into a trickle of warm current, and finally turned into an extremely hot air flow. When it flowed through the last meridian, it turned into a cloud of mist, and returned to the Dantian, forming a cloud of mist lingering there, like a dream, simple and blurred, invisible.

"Sure enough!"

"This time, the speed is much faster."

"It should be so fast!"

Lin Zheng's mouth curled up a little arc, and what he thought in his heart was reasonable.

After all, he has already started again, how can he fall behind others?

"Hu...!"

A breath of turbid air was exhaled from his mouth, turned into a hot current, turned into a sword of air spit out from his mouth, and finally turned into a wave of air, appeared there, swept out for half a foot, and finally melted in the air, and disappeared completely.

At this time, Lin Zheng's aura was rolling, and a faint aura was released from him unnaturally and spread to the surroundings.

At this moment, Lin Zheng stood up, his long robe fluttered in the air, making a "rustling" sound, bringing with it the sound of blowing and beating.

"Hua La."

"Pa!"

Just casually swinging his sleeves, he left an extremely clear sound in the air, which sounded particularly crisp.

Lin Zheng's cheeks were angular, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. His whole aura changed accordingly.

Then, he stepped out, and as his footsteps moved, only a "rustling" crisp sound was emitted on the ground, which was clearly heard in this area.

"The fourth level of the body refining realm is a big improvement."

"With the current strength, if I go to participate in the intermediate department assessment, I wonder how much chance I have of winning?"

Lin Zheng also secretly guessed in his heart, and he had no idea in his heart.

There are two ways for the junior department to join the intermediate department. One is to reach the sixth level of the physical training realm and report to the higher level, and then you can enter smoothly.

The other is to pass the assessment of the intermediate department.

However, the assessment here is too strict. Generally, only some elite students with the fifth level of physical training realm can pass the assessment.

Even Lin Kan, an elite student of the intermediate department, only passed the assessment when he was at the fifth level of the physical training realm.

It is really difficult to pass the assessment with the fourth level of strength.

If it were a year ago, with Lin Zheng's strength of the fifth level of the physical training realm at that time, the first person in the junior department would not have a 100% chance of passing the assessment.

"But no matter what, we have to give it a try."

"The junior department is just the starting point."

"..."

Through the battle with Lin Kan and the battle with Lin Jinglei, Lin Zheng became more and more eager for strength.

Today, one year later, he is more and more eager to be strong.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Zheng couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise. He didn't stop and stood up in the small room, stepped forward and walked out.

"Creaky!"

The door opened, and Lin Zheng, dressed in a black robe, walked out of the room slowly. His face was normal, but the aura he exuded was already very different.

"Lin Zheng!"

"Lin Zheng."

"Are you okay?"

In the hall, Feng Jiang and Xiao Ling'er were both standing there, with a hint of anxiety on their faces.

"Fatty Feng, Ling'er."

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw two figures, and a hint of surprise appeared on his originally calm face.

Seeing this, Fatty Feng's face was full of surprises. He exclaimed and took heavy steps, striding towards Lin Zheng.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The heavy steps made the ground vibrate, making an unwilling sound, which came out dully.

"Stop, Fatty Feng, stop right there."

Seeing the figure coming up like a wall, Lin Zheng's face changed, and he immediately raised his palm, trying to stop Fatty Feng's momentum.

"Hahaha."

"I knew that my brother must not be that weak."

"The fourth level of the body refining realm, not bad, not bad, tut tut."

After approaching, Fatty Feng looked at Lin Zheng and couldn't help but sighed. A smile began to bloom on his fat and bloated face, and at the same time, there was a sigh, slowly coming out of his mouth.

Xiao Ling'er stood aside, and on her beautiful face, there was a faint, sweet smile, which seemed so dazzling at this moment. She didn't say anything at all, but just stood there and watched quietly, with a look in her beautiful eyes, and she seemed a little worried.

"Haha, luck."

"Just luck."

Hearing Fatty Feng's words, Lin Zheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his expression seemed extremely relaxed.

As Lin Zheng's strength broke through, he was naturally very excited. A wanton and arrogant smile came out of his mouth, like thunder, rolling around. He was in a good mood at this time.

Whether it was Lin Zheng, Fatty Feng, or Xiao Ling'er, they all smiled and nodded slightly.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Knock knock knock..."

Suddenly, the tightly closed door of the dormitory was knocked hard. The rapid sound seemed particularly abrupt and echoed strangely in the air.

"Huff!"

"Who?!"

Inside the room, Lin Zheng and Feng Jiang's faces changed instantly. With alert eyes, they turned their heads and looked directly at the door.

Although Xiao Ling'er did not speak, she slowly raised the long sword in her hand, with cold light overflowing, bringing a sharp sword energy, which slowly spread out at this moment.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The knocks on the door were urgent and continued in a low voice.

Lin Zheng stood up, took a big step, and walked forward. When he approached, his aura suddenly changed, from the original tranquility and peace to the final sharpness, with murderous aura rising.

The knocks on the door continued without stopping, making a "knock, knock" sound, and even the door shook a little.

"Pop!"

Lin Zheng stretched out his hand and opened the door. A young man in a gray shirt appeared. He was sweating profusely, dripping on the ground. His right hand was supporting the wall, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily, looking extremely tired.

"You are..."

Looking at the man in front of him, Lin Zheng couldn't help but frown secretly, with some doubts in his heart, and asked in confusion.

But soon, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a name flashed through his mind, appearing very clearly.

"You are Lin Pu?" Although he asked out loud, his words were still full of disbelief, and his voice was even a little low, as if he had recognized the wrong person. Lin Zheng was so cautious because this person was indeed too ethereal, or unbelievable. The person in front of him, and that family, were like a sharp blade, piercing his heart and lingering. "lord, it's me." The young man gasped, his chest still rising and falling, and spoke intermittently. "Is it really you, Lin Pu?" Lin Zheng widened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. On his immature face, he could vaguely recognize his appearance many years ago. If he looked carefully, he could still tell it apart. "Why are you here?" "And you came to Nanshan College!" Looking at the person in front of him, Lin Zheng frowned subconsciously and asked in confusion, and his voice became a little hesitant. "Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

The young man called Lin Pu was still breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling, obviously he had just gone through intense exercise.

Looking at this scene, Lin Zheng frowned even more, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart without any sign, and kept lingering in his mind.

Sure enough, after taking a few breaths, Lin Pu could not wait to speak out:

"lord, lord he..."

Lin Pu's voice was intermittent, but it was like a sharp needle piercing Lin Zheng's heart. The feeling of uneasiness lingered in his heart all the time, and then spread rapidly.

"What's wrong with him?" Lin Zheng asked hurriedly.

The lord mentioned by Lin Pu was Lin Zheng's father, Lin Tianhu, a collateral descendant of the Lin family.

Lin Pu was a servant who served Lin Zheng since he was a child. Although he was born out of wedlock, Lin Zheng was treated relatively well because of his extraordinary talent since he was a child.

However, Lin Pu came in such a hurry and talked about the lord, which made Lin Zheng nervous.

"Lin Pu, tell me, what happened to my father?"

Lin Zheng took a step forward and approached him suddenly, growling.

Lin Pu took a deep breath, calmed his heaving chest, and said hurriedly:

"The lord..."

"...is injured!"

"Seriously injured!"