Author: Shui Qianche

This level of spiritual pressure dissipation had no effect on Mi August, and Yan Yan and Hao Hu around her only felt slightly uncomfortable.

The boy who was the main target was different. He still had a desk on his back, sweat was visible on his forehead, and his expression was getting more and more unbearable.

"Isn't it forbidden to fight and cause trouble in the academy?" Yan Yan whispered.

Mi August said: "He didn't start a fight."

The rules not only have two paths: creation and destruction, but there is also a side door to exploit loopholes.

Obviously the old students who have been in the outer sect for a long time are much more skilled at taking advantage of loopholes in the rules than the new students.

Yan Yan understood what Mi August meant, and she felt at ease after realizing that it was not the old students and disciples who had special privileges.

As for the boy in front of her who was being bullied by an old student, she didn't care.

There are many people like Yan Yan who look on indifferently as the matter has nothing to do with them, and there are also some people like Hao Yan who are new disciples but are bullied by the old students and feel the same hatred.

"Pang Shan, can you do it? If you keep going, the morning bell will ring."

As these words fell, the spiritual pressure around him increased.

The boy who was carrying the weight bent his knees and his body suddenly fell downwards.

The old students and disciples who were watching the excitement just burst into cheers.

But before his knees fell to the ground, the young man pressed one hand on the ground to prop himself up.

Didn't kneel down.

Laosheng lamented.

This time, someone from the crowd of new disciples cheered for the young man in a low voice.

Mi August also heard Hao Ming's excited whisper, "Good job."

But this level is already the limit for teenagers.

One of his arms was shaking violently, and he was on the verge of falling.

"August."

It turns out that Li Qiu is here.

She walked to Mi August and looked at the boy, "He won't be able to hold on anymore."

Yan Yan looked at Li Qiu's expression and smiled: "You want to help him?"

Li Qiu shook his head, "I can't help, and I can't help. They are one-on-one now. If someone goes to help, there will definitely be more people from the old students coming forward, and then the situation for us newcomers will be even worse."

Hao Ming, who was originally full of enthusiasm and ready to take action, stopped when he heard this and said angrily: "Fortunately, Li Qiu reminded him in time."

Yan Yan said: "So what if you were reminded in time, there are many people who are just as stupid as you."

Hao Xun said displeased: "How can you say that to a classmate who enrolled at the same time as you?"

Mi August found that his words and attitude had unconsciously tied him to this new generation of disciples, and created a tendency to oppose the old students of the previous generation.

Yan Yan smiled tenderly, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. I just said it casually."

Facing a woman acting coquettishly, Hao Min could not gather his anger and could only give up on the verge of death.

The stupid person Yan Yan was talking about was the young man who walked out among the freshmen and helped the young man with one arm on the ground.

The faces of the old students became even more playful.

Just as this man's hand put his hand on the young man's shoulder.

"I'll do it."

The young man next to Pang Shan smiled.

The spiritual pressure dropped.

Two levels of spiritual pressure are superimposed.

Everyone has anticipated the next result.

Both the young man and the disciple who wanted to help but got into trouble all looked distorted.

Just when their spiritual pressure was about to overwhelm their last vestige of strength, it suddenly disappeared.

A wave of spiritual pressure that was overbearing just by feeling it rushed back to Pang Shan and the two of them, not only dispersing their spiritual pressure, but also causing both of them to change color at the same time.

As the main force, Pang Shan was hit the hardest. He covered his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the bluestone floor under his feet stained with blood, Pang Shan had an ugly expression. He seemed to be more afraid of soiling the ground than getting hurt himself.

Then he raised his head and looked ahead.

Just now, the new disciples consciously made way for the intruder.

Gongyi Shu lazily walked in with his eyelids drawn.

"Trash," he said.

Pang Shan's face turned red.

The other Laosheng disciples also looked at him with worries, and they talked and exchanged words in low voices.

"It's the book of righteousness."

"Thunder Fire Domain."

"Son of Tongtian..."

"Shh."

The atmosphere here among the new disciples was completely opposite. They were as happy as having a great revenge, and their eyes were full of eagerness as they read the Book of Righteousness.

The book of justice did not stop and passed by the young man.

The new disciple who helped the young man expressed his gratitude first, "Thank you for your help!"

But the Book of Righteousness says: "Who wants to help you, but his coarse spirit hinders my eyesight."

The other party was not embarrassed by his rude words and helped the young man up.

The young man put his desk back on his back again and followed Gongyi Shu with gritted teeth.

The Book of Righteousness has long been familiar with this situation of being followed, and does not take it seriously at all.

He looked at Pang Shan and asked, "Is your surname Pang?"

Pang Shan said: "So what?"

The Book of Righteousness says: "Change your last name."

Faced with such a natural tone, he made unreasonable demands.

Pang Shan didn't know how to reply for a moment.

The Book of Righteousness asks: "What?"

Pang Shancai said: "Junior brother, are you joking?"

Gongyi Shu really laughed, "I never joke with others. If you don't change your last name, I will beat you every time I see you in the future."

True to his word, he rushed towards Pangshan with violent spiritual pressure.

Pangshan could not avoid it and tried his best to resist.

The boy was in the same predicament as before.

"Junior brother..." Pang Shan's voice came out from between his teeth.

The book of justice smiles even more.

Even others who were not targeted by his spiritual pressure felt the eerie and violent spiritual pressure in an instant.

"Book of Righteousness, enough is enough."

An old student stood in front of Pang Shan to help him resist the spiritual pressure impact of the Book of Righteousness.

"Ha." Gongyi Shu's voice was not loud, but his words were arrogant enough, "What kind of trash are you."

The old student's face was condensed, and his eyes were filled with uncertainty.

Only he himself knew that when he helped Pang Shan resist the spiritual pressure of the Book of Righteousness, even though he had made 120% psychological preparation and resisted with all his strength, he was still injured. He just endured it and did not lose face on the spot.

However, none of the old students who could survive in Du'e Academy are human beings. Seeing the state of his face, you can tell that he is no match for the book of justice. Defeat is only a matter of time.

The words of the Book of Justice do not give any face, not even a step to end all this.

The new disciples seemed to have found a backbone and gradually gained confidence.

"Enough is enough. Why didn't you think of enough when you made things difficult for Jin Duanlang just now?"

"You didn't show any politeness when you laughed at us."

"From the beginning, these people have been full of malice toward us newcomers."

Whispered discussions circulated among the new disciples.
To be continued...