A Million Possible

Chapter 315: Preparing for the next round

Cheng Lin’s voice floated into Han Lun’s ears.

Then, he was visibly stunned.

Obviously, Han Lun did not consider the situation in front of him, perhaps because there were too few apologies in his life, so he did not consider what to do if the other party did not accept it.

“I……”

He opened his mouth, but only saw Cheng Lin put up a finger, blocking what he wanted to say.

Cheng Lin sat on the sofa with a cold voice: “I don’t care much about why you threw the talisman. Whether it is a brain cramp or an instinctive reaction in a rush, I don’t care about it. After all, we are not familiar. Your violation will be punished in the college. As for more, I don’t intend to go into it. Let’s just follow the agreement. It’s better. As for the apology, of course I won’t stop you, but I don’t have to accept it. It’s my freedom.”

“……I see.”

Han Lun moved his lips, his eyes darkened a bit, but he straightened up again and nodded.

“Then next…”

“Performance.”

“Yes, do you remember what we agreed?” Cheng Lin asked.

Han Lun nodded: “200 Contribution Points, I lost, I should pay you.”

“Just remember, then…”

“I have no money.” Han Lun said bachelor.

“?”

Cheng Lin blinked, his eyes were a little suspicious, even if the other party had been retired by Yisi, he still had some wealth, right? Can’t even get 200 points?

Being stared at by Cheng Lin’s suspicious little eyes, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Han Lun Wuqing’s face. He moved his gaze away and looked at the window with a dry voice: “I…my assets are all in the account of Yiji.” , The Contribution Points of different divisions are not interoperable. I just returned to Jiu Division, and there is indeed a lack of Contribution Points in my account.”

This is a reasonable explanation.

“So, when you promised me, you didn’t even think about paying?”

“No, I just…” Han Lun shook his head first, then couldn’t speak anymore.

Cheng Lin understood.

It’s very simple. This guy didn’t expect to lose at first, so he didn’t think about it at all. It was a headache. Cheng Lin looked at him coldly: “Then what are you going to do?”

Han Lun sternly said: “I owe it, and I will pay it back naturally. Don’t worry about that. Although I don’t have Contribution Points, I still have some savings, such as cash…”

Cheng Lin shook his head: “I am not short of money at the moment. If it is cultivation resources, it is not impossible.”

Han Lun showed embarrassment again.

Obviously, he lacks these, too. Everyone is working hard to practice. The resources are all used when they have it. Where can they be saved? Even if there are some scattered, it is obviously impossible to make up the amount of 200 points.

“Resources…I’m also very tight, otherwise…” Han Lun’s face was uncertain for a while, he suddenly gritted his teeth and drew out the dagger with his backhand, which made Cheng Lin’s eyes shrink, but Han Lun did not attack. Instead, he put the dagger on the table.

At the same time, he said: “It’s really not possible. I can use weapons to repay the debt. This weapon was originally exchanged for more than 300 Contribution Points. Now it is almost worth 200 points if it is depreciated.”

“Clang Clang.”

The spirit soldier dagger fell on the table, and under the soft light, it flashed with multicolored light, it looked crystal clear, and it was indistinguishable from the material.

Cheng Lin blinked, a little surprised. He didn’t expect that Han Lun would be willing to pledge his weapon. Seeing his painful appearance, obviously, this was not an easy decision.

After being silent for a while, Cheng Lin didn’t go to get this spiritual soldier after all, but said, “It’s useless for me to take this.”

“But, I have nothing else.” Han Lun was startled.

Cheng Lin pinched the handle of the dagger with two fingers, pushed it back in front of him, and said: “Then owe it first. When the next projection appears, you can explore, earn Contribution Points, and return it to me.”

“Is this all right?”

“Otherwise?” Cheng Lin rolled his eyes and asked, “Is there anything else? I won’t send it if I don’t.”

Han Lun was silent for a moment, pressed his lips hard, retracted his weapon, then stepped back to the door, took a deep look at him, and then took the door and left.

After confirming that he was gone, Cheng Lin shook his head.

Stand up, come to the window, blowing the night breeze of early autumn, and sigh quietly, “Why are you so poor…”

…

…

After all, the challenge has spread.

It was widely disseminated by more than 2,000 students of the college.

This is obviously a miracle not big or small. At the very least, beyond the expectations of most students, no one thought that Cheng Lin would actually defeat Han Lun.

“It’s incredible!”

This is a general sentiment from the students after hearing this news.

Then, they went around to inquire about the details and resumed the battle. Some people said that it was because Han Lun was careless, and some people said that Cheng Lin was making too fast progress and was really genius.

But no matter what kind of statement, it is not wrong.

The more than two thousand students of the Ninth Academy of the second session finally raised their heads again. This victory made them proud. The era of the reign of the Demon King Han Lun was finally overthrown. The great Cheng Lin dispelled the haze… Well, this is China. The second argument, in short, everyone is very happy.

After all, the pressure that Han Lun put on them before was too great.

Cheng Lin, as the second-time student representative, this victory obviously had a huge effect on boosting morale.

In the next few days, the students all talked about it, but Han Lun, who finally suffered a defeat, fell silent again. He suddenly retreated from the cusp of the storm and became low-key again. This also made those who regarded him as a “repetition student”. The attack gradually faded away.

No one will chase a hot spot for a long time.

The mainstream of the academy is still spiritual practice.

The battle with Han Lun gave Cheng Lin a lot. He decided to spend a few days digesting the gains and recovering his body. Of course, the most important thing is… to make up for the missing cultural classes!

…

“what.”

Looking up from the books piled on the desk, Cheng Lin couldn’t help but yawn.

Looking at the time, it was already half past nine. By this time the evening self-study had already ended. As an outstanding student who had no longer had to go to evening self-study, Cheng Lin was not happy.

“Finally the review is over.”

He sighed and looked at the notebooks and papers in front of him that were filled with dense handwriting like mosquitoes and flies, and the textbooks spread out on both sides, painted with colors and marks.

A course of more than a month.

He hasn’t attended classes for more than a month, and the backlog of courses is quite terrifying, especially there are several newly opened courses.

When Wang Daming gave him convenience before, he said it and asked him to catch up with the cultural class.

In the past few days, he even stopped cultivation and put all his mind on the cultural class review.

Fortunately, as a good student who loves to take notes, Xie Qingke provided considerable help, otherwise it would be really troublesome to rely on him for self-study.

5% of memory Ascension played an important role in this process, and I couldn’t sleep for several days, finally catching up.

Cheng Lin looked at the set of papers in front of him with some relief. This is a comprehensive paper for the cultural course test taken last month. The total score is 300. He did it himself and the score was 271. Although it is not a schoolmaster, it is already very good. Not bad.

Compared with the state of scumbag in high school, it has changed drastically.

“Tired.”

With a wry smile and stretched out, Cheng Lin poured himself a glass of Spiritual Qi water and drank it. Only then did he feel a little more energetic.

“It’s a pity that the medicinal effect of this small bronze tree is getting worse and worse. Now I can only last one night after taking a section, otherwise I don’t need Spiritual Qi water to refresh my mind.”

Cheng Lin sighed.

Counting the days, it has been more than a week since returning to the academy, and his practice has reached the pinnacle of the third rank. Cheng Lin found that he hadn’t encountered any psychological barriers since the deduction of the flood, but he still needed some opportunities to break through. The so-called success is not anxious.

The cultural class finally caught up, so he suddenly found that he had nothing to do.

No, there is still something to do.

Cheng Lin reached out and took the phone, swiped it, and opened the hidden desktop.

“Counting days, it’s time for another round of deduction.”

He touched his chin, his eyes blinking.