What's more, Sun Moon Imperial Family and Mingde Hall are suspicious of each other and have their own agendas.
He has never been a rigidly loyal person.
The rise and fall of a family, and one's own cultivation will always come before the empire's position.
Besides, Lin Yaoyang is not the person of Three Douluo Kingdoms. The borrowing of Soul Engineer is only for civilian use.
And kill Evil Soul Master...?
Jing Hongchen was originally dissatisfied with Xu Tianran's contact with Holy Spirit Cult, but now he heard that Lin Yaoyang was killing Evil Soul Master?
Then he has to help out!
Jing Hongchen went through these reasons over and over in his mind. Every time he went through them, the balance tilted a little towards "agree".
After pondering for a moment, he nodded slowly.
"A few manpower transfers are nothing to worry about."
His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"I will arrange the manpower to accompany you to the station tomorrow."
Lin Yaoyang felt happy in her heart but did not show it on her face.
"Then thank you Hall Master Hongchen."
Xiao Hongchen on the side became anxious and pointed at Lin Yaoyang's hand that was still pressing on Meng Hongchen's wrist.
"Then why don't you let go quickly? How long do you want to hold on?"
He glanced at his sister.
Mengmeng! You should try to get rid of him!
Lin Yaoyang took back his hand and smiled. "Sorry, I forgot."
Meng Hongchen rolled his eyes at him and put the jade box away.
The base of her ears turned slightly red.
Jing Hongchen glared at Lin Yaoyang.
This guy, looking at his thick eyebrows and big eyes, didn't expect it!!
"Okay. Xiaoxiao, you take Lin Yaoyang to rest at home first. Lin Yaoyang, I will arrange the person you want tomorrow, and Xiaoxiao will bring you to the academy tomorrow."
Lin Yaoyang stood up. "Okay, I'll excuse you Hall Master Hongchen."
Jing Hongchen waved his hand and picked up the files on the table again.
Hongchen Family's mansion occupies a large area and looks like a miniature palace from the outside.
Xiao Hongchen brought Lin Yaoyang to a room.
"You live here."
Xiao Hongchen said, "Call me if you need anything. I live over there."
He pointed to the room on the east side of the yard.
Lin Yaoyang looked at the room and nodded. "Thank you, Brother Xiao."
Xiao Hongchen didn't leave.
He looked at Lin Yaoyang and hesitated to speak.
"Anything else?"
Lin Yaoyang asked.
Xiao Hongchen was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "It's still early, how about we compare notes?"
His tone was casual, as if he was suddenly interested. But Lin Yaoyang noticed that his eyes were serious.
Lin Yaoyang Put his hands in his pockets.
"Brother Xiao, I'm afraid that if you can't defeat me, your Daoist heart will collapse."
Xiao Hongchen snorted.
"That's not necessarily the case. Just say whether to fight or not?"
Lin Yaoyang looked at his eagerness to try and smiled helplessly.
"Okay. Is there a training ground?"
Xiao Hongchen's mouth widened.
"Of course!"
Hongchen Family's training ground is in the backyard, a standard circular venue with a whole bluestone slab on the ground and Soul Tool Shield's base around it.
The two of them stood aside.
Xiao Hongchen stood in the center of the field, with his hands in his pockets and his chin raised slightly.
"Come on, Lin Yaoyang, let me see what your strength is."
He released Martial Soul.
Golden light exploded from his body, and a shadow of Three-Legged Golden Toad emerged behind him.
Three circles of Soul Ring rose from his feet.
Two yellow, two purple, and one black.
Wuhuan. Soul King.
Lin Yaoyang looked at him and didn't move.
"Brother Xiao, are you sure?"
"Cut the nonsense."
Xiao Hongchen moved his wrist and said, "I am not just Martial Soul, I also have Soul Tool. Be careful."
Lin Yaoyang did not release Martial Soul.
He just released the Soul Power pressure slightly.
Xiao Hongchen's expression changed.
He had only felt that kind of oppression from his grandfather.
Not momentum, not murderous intent, but a pure, hierarchical crushing.
This guy can't... really Soul Sage, right?
Are you kidding?!
How old is he?!
Xiao Hongchen gritted his teeth and suppressed the shock in his heart.
To strike first is to be stronger.
The first and third Soul Ring lighted up at the same time. He waved his hands, and hundreds of metal balls flew out from his hands, suspended in the air for an instant, as if they were held by an invisible hand.
On the metal ball, thick metal barrels grew out, like metal flowers.
More than one hundred five-level Soul Cannon.
"Watch the move!"
Soul Cannon fire simultaneously.
Dense beams of light shot towards Lin Yaoyang from all directions, intertwining into a web of death fire.
Then Lin Yaoyang disappeared.
It's not that it's so fast that it can't be seen clearly, but it actually disappears.
One second he was still within the range of Soul Cannon, and the next second he was no longer there.
Xiao Hongchen's pupils suddenly contracted.
He felt the wind coming.
He was too late to release Defensive Soul Tool.
Too late to do anything.
A fist stopped in front of his nose.
Xiao Hongchen's eyes widened.
He saw the fist, and also saw the face behind the fist that was more handsome than him, and the golden eyes, looking at him with a smile.
"Brother, are you coming again?"
Xiao Hongchen's heart beats very fast.
It's not because of fear, it's because this person is really strong.
He swallowed, his voice a little harsh.
"Not coming."
He put away Soul Cannon, put away Martial Soul, put his hands back into his pockets, trying to make himself look less embarrassed.
Xiao Hongchen cursed in his heart.
Damn it. It's really Soul Sage.
What else is there to do?
He turned around and walked outside the training ground. He took two steps and suddenly stopped.
No.
"Don't call me uncle!"
He turned around suddenly and pointed at Lin Yaoyang, his face flushed red.
"Hey Lin Yaoyang, how dare you take a chance on my sister?!"
Lin Yaoyang looked innocent, "I didn't fight."
"What did you call me just now?"
"Uncle."
"You still said you didn't fight?!"
Lin Yaoyang smiled, "Brother Xiao, don't get excited. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
Xiao Hongchen's lips trembled, and he took a deep breath, and then another deep breath.
He felt that he should not bring up the matter of sparring today.
Royal Soul Master Academy, Dean's Office.
After Jing Hongchen sent Lin Yaoyang away, he did not continue to look at the files, but ordered someone to call Xuan Ziwen.
He sat on the chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, thinking about something.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A young man opened the door and walked in. He looked about thirty years old and was tall and thin.
Xuan Ziwen, Level 8 Soul Engineer.
"Dean, are you looking for me?" His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.
Jing Hongchen pointed to the chair opposite. "Sit."
Xuan Ziwen sat down, put his hands on his knees, and waited.
Jing Hongchen looked at him and was silent for a moment.
"Xuan Ziwen, haven't you always wanted to study Soul Tool for civilian use?"
Xuan Ziwen's eyes lit up.
"Now the opportunity has come."
Jing Hongchen said, "There is a person who has established a force outside and needs people to lay out civilian soul guidance fortifications."
"I wonder if you would like to try it?"