The most immediate example was he.
His soul's time travel was partly because of Miss Lin.
Three days ago, after hearing about her foppish brother's bad behavior, Miss Lin came back from the Royal War College in the imperial capital. She hung Lin Beichen on the beam and beat him severely. Pain and shock led to his death. Although the priest of the temple cured him of his flesh wound, his soul didn't come back. In the end, his body was taken up by Lin Beichen from the earth.
With this tough girl, no one dared to provoke him in Cloudy Dream City.
As if remembering something, Steward Wang hesitantly said, "Er... there's something I forgot to tell you, Young Master. Between three to five o'clock in the afternoon, I received news that Miss Lin had been attacked by a large group of fierce beasts on her way back to the Royal War College. Now her whereabouts are unknown. She's pretty much doomed..."
What?
Lin Beichen's expression froze for a moment.
"Besides, Young Master, the news has reached the whole city. On the way here, I dimly saw a lot of your enemies with swords and knives, toward the Third College. They blocked the school gate and claimed that they would chop you to death if you walked out of the college," Steward Wang added.
Lin Beichen's mouth twitched at his words.
Then, to the amazement of the class, something happened.
In the same bright early summer sunshine, Lin Beichen kicked away Steward Wang, who was holding his thigh, carefully arranged his school uniform, smoothed his hair, and rubbed his stiff face. Then, he forced a smile, got out of his seat, approached the old teacher Ding Sanshi and bowed respectfully to him.
"Mr. Ding, I want to cultivate."
His eyes were full of innocence!
His expression was filled with the desire to cultivate!
At this time, Lin Beichen was reverently like an excellent student who was obsessed with cultivation.
The teacher Ding Sanshi was stunned.
There was such a brazen person in the world?!
Who just now made such an impassioned statement that even if he starved to death, and died outside, he could not cultivate?
Could he be more shameless?
At that moment, there was a sudden noise outside the classroom.
Vaguely, it seemed that some students were shouting, "The Mansion of Heaven-fighting Marquis has been sealed up. The little bastard Lin Beichen has no support. Get your revenge. If not now, when..."
Then, a flood of footsteps came in the direction of Class nine, Grade two.
Lin Beichen gave a fright.
Damn it! It could not be...
Did the men who struck him when he was down come so soon?
The teacher Ding Sanshi turned pale and rushed out to block the crowd.
After all, Lin Beichen got a lot of hate. If no one stopped the crowd outside, he would probably be blocked in the classroom and beaten to death by the excited students.
Soon there was a loud voice from Ding Sanshi outside, but it didn't seem to help.
The students roared with rage like flames rising higher and higher.
"Lin Beichen, come out."
"Let's go in and beat him to death."
"Lin Beichen, you're going to pay for your bad behavior..."
"When your father, Lin Jinnan, committed a heinous crime, he dared to shrink away from it. Your Lin family is the sinner of the empire..."
"Mr. Ding, don't stop us, or we'll be rude to you."
"Drag that trash out, and let's burn him."
The anger of the students seemed like water bursting a dam, which gradually got the situation out of control.
Outside the classroom, the old teacher Ding Sanshi was about to fail to stop those angry students. Steward Wang shivered in the classroom.
He stared at Lin Beichen, rolling his eyes, wondering if he would try to calm the crowd by pushing out the culprit if things really got out of hand. Anyway, Lin Beichen could die, but he couldn't.
Lin Beichen suddenly walked out of the classroom on his initiative.
At the door, he looked back at Steward Wang.
When their eyes met, the two in the heart at the same time scolded each other, "You fool!"
"This fool offered to go out. Is he ill again?" Steward Wang wondered.
"This fool isn't going outside yet. If they block him in the classroom and close the door, he won't be able to escape," thought Lin Beichen.
As soon as he got outside the classroom, he saw a crowd of people blocking the door.
They stared at Lin Beichen, and their eyes seemed to be breathing fire.
After a brief silence, the angry crowd had a tendency to explode. The students, red in the eyes as if they had seen the man who had killed his father, rushed madly toward Lin Beichen, gnashing their teeth.
Ding Sanshi, the old teacher, was as helpless as an elephant against an army ant. His obstruction had no effect.
Just as Lin Beichen was about to be hit in the head, an ethereal voice sounded in the crowd.
"Wait a minute."
As if enchanted, the crowd instantly paused and fell silent.
The casserole-sized fists were about to hit Lin Beichen in the face but halted.
"Listen to me, everyone."
A young girl in a cyan swordsman robe came out.
Her words, as an imperial decree, made all the students, no matter how angry they were, retreat obediently and make way for a clearing.
Lin Beichen's eyes naturally fell on the girl.
In his mind popped out of a word— "she's so damn beautiful."
This was a girl who was a little too beautiful to be true.
Dressed by her, Lin Beichen, standing in the ordinary cyan swordsman robe, was like the most fashionable dress of the season in Cloudy Dream City. She was just like a princess walking in the world, shining all over sunset, had an impulse to raise his hand to his eyebrows to protect his eyes.
Her eyebrows looked as if they had been painted on, and her skin was as fine as bitty cream.
And her ponytail added to her an air of uncommon gallantry.
"She's too stunning," Lin Beichen couldn't help admiring.
Then he felt a pang of pain in the heart.
It was harrowing, because a memory suddenly burst out like a flood, surging in his mind.
This extremely stunning girl was Mu Xinyue, who ranked first in the 'List of Beauty' in the Third Provincial College, and second in the 'Talent List'. She enjoyed great popularity throughout the college and was known as the "Civilian Princess", and the perfect lover for countless young students.
Her influence even went beyond the college, radiating to the whole Cloudy Dream City.
Of course, she had another identity.
She was the previous Lin Beichen's ex-girlfriend.
If the previous Lin Beichen, who was called a scourge in Cloudy Dream City, once sincerely cared for a person, then this person must be the Civilian Princess, Mu Xinyue.
In the past year, in order to please this girl, Lin Beichen had done a lot of wrong things, offended a lot of people and spent a great deal of money. In the eyes of others, he had done many absurd, bizarre and foolish acts of black sheep, but he had done most of them silently for the sake of the girl.
He bore the blame, but never excused it.In just one year, the previous Lin Beichen almost squandered all properties of the Mansion of Heaven-fighting Marquis and bought various cultivation resources for Mu Xinyue. He turned the once ordinary girl into a 'Civilian Princess'.But three days ago, the girl had decided to break up with Lin Beichen on the excuse of his lousy reputation after failing to get a bottle of Mystery Energy-breeding Potion worth 500 gold coins.It was such a massive blow to the previous Lin Beichen that at the sight of Mu Xinyue, the unincorporated memories in the back of his mind roared out.Grief came up like a river and almost drowned him."Well, I never thought we'd see each other like this again," Mu Xinyue sighed.The faint sigh almost broke the hearts of many schoolboys around.This was the sigh of their goddess.Many male students looked at her fondly,
"It's really unfair to blame me for what Lin Beichen did before? How innocent and poor I am!"In three days, the Midyear Competition of the college would be held.Once he failed again in this competition, he would be expelled from the college.Without the shelter for him provided by the college, then he would be...Alas.He shuddered at the thought of his fate.The way back to Earth had not been found.He must not die in such a way in this world.Lin Beichen thought about it, and felt that there was only one way.He must try to pass this competition in three days, so as to stay in college. Under the aegis of the college, he could dedicatedly study the fucking phone and find a way back to earth before graduation.Speaking of the mobile phone...Lin Beichen took out his mobile phone subconsciously, and then his face clouded over.T
Crack!At last, the branch in Lin Beichen's hand could not bear the force and broke directly.But Lin Beichen seemed to be unaware of that, holding the remaining half of the branch and keeping displaying the sword skill.Lin Beichen did not get out of this strange state until he clearly felt painful and tired in the joints of his body.He panted with unprecedentedly bright eyes."The app in the phone turned out to be a substitute for practicing sword skills."He finally figured out the function of the app.The shadowy figure in the app, resembled him exactly, could replace the real figure to practice martial arts. Every time the figure in the app displayed the sword skills, he would have a better understanding and mastery of Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes.Its effect was even far better than that of Lin Beichen's own practice in real life.It took Lin Beichen just h
"Nice try! How dare you wish to be my father?""You dog, you're telling a lie, aren't you? You usually take advantage of my power to bully people in the city, and you have done no less evil than me. Those who want to kill me also want to kill you. You must have known that you had nowhere to run, so you came to the college and found me. You wanted to take advantage of me to hide in the college, didn't you?"Lin Beichen cursed furiously.The righteousness on Wang Zhong's face turned into a fawning smile."Young Master is really intelligent and incomparably wise to read my mind. Hehe... But, Young Master, wouldn't it be great if you allowed me to stay with you and serve you?"That was true to a certain extent.Lin Beichen snorted coldly and stretched out his hand. "Do you have any money on you? Give me some."Wang Zhong said bitterly, "All the property of the Lin family was confiscated. I have no
Although he knew that there would be many students causing trouble for him today, he still had to take his classes.After all, knowledge is power.If he wanted to get stronger, he had to take classes with the phone.The young master and the steward, like soldiers rushing to the battlefield, walked toward the class.At the same time, in the hall on the second floor of the Academic Affairs Office for the juniors...A beautiful girl, who put her long black hair back in a ponytail, stood behind the railing and looked down.The cyan swordsman robe failed to conceal her hot and slender figure.She stood by the railing, like a fairy descending to the earth."Well, Junior Sister Mu, I heard that your application for skipping to the junior classes has been accepted by the Academic Affairs Office, right?"A gentle voice came from behind.Guan Feidu, who was wearing
"Sh*t!"Son of a bitch!"How could he say he was loyal?"They had clearly reached an agreement that if someone caused him trouble, Wang Zhong would act as his strong guard and fool those students, who had never experienced setbacks outside of college and were still innocent and childlike.At that time, the son of a bitch even patted his own chest and swore that if someone was going to beat Lin Beichen, he, instead of Lin Beichen, would certainly suffer the beating.But now?The son of a bitch actually ran away!He had no sense of obligation at all.Lin Beichen was suddenly at a loss."Dammit! What should I do right now?"Draw my sword and have a fight?"Although last night, he had quickly gotten proficient in Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes via the phone, he was a homebody who liked playing games on the Earth after all. He had no experience
"Ouch... it's painful!" Feng Lun wailed in the depths of his heart."You absolutely accept it? Is that so?"Lin Beichen looked enlightened and said, "Well, since you accept it, try to make my treasured sword cool down."As long as he was right, he would not budge.That was Lin Beichen's motto.He must play hardball at this time.If he was soft with others, people would think he was weak again.In that way, he would be bullied again.Feng Lun was stunned by his words.To make his treasured sword cool down?How would he make a sword cool down?Was he supposed to say sorry to the sword?Or was he supposed to go right through Lin Beichen's crotch?How did he meet people in the Third College after that?He was puzzled.At this moment, a very disgusting voice suddenly sounded behind Lin Beichen, s
As Mu Xinyue left gratefully with the explanation booklet, a faint smile appeared on Guan Feidu's face.As a student of the third grade, he would graduate in half a year.With his grades, he could pass the entrance examination, and enter one of the top three intermediate college in Cloudy Dream City.However, when he looked back on his more than two years at the junior college, he thought everything had gone so well that it was a bit dull.If he could win the favor of Mu Xinyue who was the college belle and play with her before graduation, he thought it would be the most perfect reward for him in the past three years.The Third Provincial Junior College had three grades, 10 classes in each grade.There were 40 students in each class, occasionally less than 40.Each grade had a grade dean who was directly responsible to three executive principals.Each class had a head teacher, who