After the members of the Shenlong clan left, An Bulang became the focus of everyone's attention.

Countless students looked at An Bulang passionately, with surprise and admiration in their eyes.

"Damn it! Langshen, when did you become so fierce?!"

"Is it possible that the magical powers you practiced a few days ago are so powerful?"

"Haha! You helped me breathe a good sigh of relief! Looking at the way Nalan Lingtian was dragged up to the sky and stomping on us, and then looking at the way he was beaten to the point of doubting his life, I felt particularly happy.

!Bulang classmate, you are my god!”

The students congratulated An Bulang one after another.

Even the golden-robed instructors looked at An Bulang with great relief.

"Classmate Bulang, our college is proud of you!" Niu Bin laughed loudly and patted An Bulang on the shoulder very enthusiastically.

"Hiss... Director Niu, please be gentle!" An Bulang took a breath of cold air.

At this time, everyone suddenly realized that An Bulang was actually a seriously injured patient.

"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath of cold air.

The surrounding temperature has been sucked up a few degrees.

Was it just in this physical state that An Bulang slapped Nalan Lingtian away?

So how strong is An Bulang really?

Bai Li was also shocked at the side. He knew very well how powerful Nalan Lingtian was, so now he realized even more the gap between him and An Bulang. Unknowingly, he had grown so much...

It used to be 50-50, but now, it can't be opened at all.

He will definitely lose!

"An Bulang...who are you?" Bai Li murmured.

He felt that there was a cloud of fog surrounding An Bulang, and there must be a big secret hidden!

Bai Li is also the hero of the college, and many students surround him.

One by one, the teachers began to treat Bai Li's injuries.

Wang Ha even told An Bulang that it is best to stay in the academy and not move around.

He was afraid that the Shenlong clan would not give up.

Because he knew that Nalan Huangwu was traveling around with envoys from the Shenlong clan. In addition to doing business, he also intended to train his grandson Nalan Lingtian. Nalan Lingtian won consecutively to ninety-nine consecutive victories, breaking the mirror with his Taoist heart.

It was just a last resort, but An Bulang slapped him in the face and made him doubt his life...

Nalan Huangwu was lying if he said he wasn't angry, and he might have to settle the score with An Bulang.

Therefore, by letting An Bulang stay in the inner courtyard, with the protection of the Bai Ling royal family, the Shenlong clan would not dare to go too far without being unreasonable!

Wang Ha was very worried about An Bulang's safety and regarded him as his treasure.

An Bulang didn't feel much about this. Regarding the Shenlong clan's targeting, he was mentally prepared the moment he attacked Nalan Lingtian.

The power behind the other party is huge, but if he dares to take action against his disciple, he is so embarrassed. Even if he slaps the other party to death, he will have no psychological burden at all.

As for how to deal with the follow-up matters, let’s talk about it later!

Anyway, although An Bulang is not a prodigal, he is not afraid of it either.

With Ji Yinyin's support, An Bulang returned to his small cloud room.

He is still a little breathless after being struck by that terrifying thunder. He is not under pressure to deal with a little shrimp like Nalan Lingtian, but it will be difficult to deal with a more powerful opponent.

Nalan Huangwu is even more powerful in the Dao Realm. If the opponent takes action, it will be difficult for An Bulang to resist.

He was recuperating peacefully while Ji Yinyin changed An Bulang's dressing and made some delicious medicinal meals for An Bulang to eat.

One day later, Mo Shi brought the Thunder Spirit Flower, which was particularly effective in treating thunder injuries.

An Bulang took another Lei Ling flower bath.

As expected, his injury improved rapidly. One day later, he was able to move around on his own. His injury was mostly healed and he felt refreshed.

He thought everything would be over.

As a result, the king clam suddenly came and found him.

"No, don't waste your classmates!"

"What's wrong, Dean Wang?"

An Bulang looked at Wang Ha's chubby face with a panic look, and the beard attached to it was crooked, and his expression couldn't help but become serious.

"That Nalan Lingtian is here again. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the Shenlong clan poured into him, which made him extremely confident and said that he wants to compete with you again!" Dean Wang Ha said nervously.

An Bulang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "What's this? Isn't it just another slap in the face?"

"This matter is a bit complicated..." Wang Ha had a look of distress on his face.

At this time, a breeze blew by.

An old man with gray hair and a childlike face suddenly appeared next to Wang Ha.

"Let me explain it to you."

An Bulang's eyes narrowed: "Nalan Huangwu."

The old man smiled faintly: "You seem to have many secrets..."

An Bulang said nothing and looked at the old man in front of him warily.

"Don't worry, I'm not curious about your secrets." The old man shook his head and said, "You have some strength, but my grandson's Taoist heart cannot be broken. He failed miserably once, and he needs to defeat you to reforge his Taoist heart.

"

"But it's impossible for Nalan Lingtian to defeat me." An Bulang spread his hands.

Nalan Huangwu looked at An Bulang and said firmly: "This is why I came to you. I want you to lose to Nalan Lingtian. You must deliberately lose to Nalan Lingtian in the competition!"

An Bulang opened his mouth wide and looked at Nalan Huangwu in shock: "You want me to fake the match?"

"You can say that," Nalan Huangwu nodded, "And you have to act more realistically and don't let Nalan Lingtian see any flaws."

An Bulang smiled. He never thought that one day he would be asked to match-fix.

"I still don't understand something. Nalan Lingtian was seriously injured by my slap before. Even if I lose to him in this competition, will he believe it?"

"You don't need to worry about this. I have brainwashed him using the Dao realm, making him believe that he was fighting fiercely with you, and then you defeated him with despicable means." Nalan Huang Martial Arts.

An Bulang: "???"

"It's a pity that his Taoist heart cannot be interfered with by the Taoist realm, so he must defeat you." Nalan Huangwu said with a solemn expression.

An Bulang grinned: "Is that so? I'm sorry, I refuse."

The atmosphere suddenly stopped.

An extremely terrifying Taoist rhyme overflowed from Nalan Huangwu's body.

"What did you say? You refused?"

"You still don't know what mistake you made, right?"

Wang Ha stood in front of An Bulang to prevent Nalan Huangwu from making a sudden attack. He said with a smile on his face, "If you have something to say, say it well. Say it well."

"Did I make any mistakes?" The other party had a bad look on his face, and An Bulang would not give him another smile. Instead, he sneered, "You are the grandson who came to challenge me, a wounded person, and said you wanted to compete with me. You were beaten by me."

He was crippled by a slap, and this is what he should bear."

"As for cracking down on match-fixing, how could I, an upright, kind-hearted and sunny young man, do such a thing that would lead to a death?!"

The young man was upbeat and upright.

boom!!

Suddenly, a terrifying aura began to envelope An Bulang's body.

An Bulang sensed the old man's true cultivation at this moment.

Asking about the realm, transforming the level of emptiness!

Mastered the terrifying existence of Tao Realm!!

"No, you are wrong. You have damaged my grandson's Taoist heart. This is your fault." Nalan Huangwu said.

"What kind of fault is this?" An Bulang really smiled, "The damage to your son's Taoist heart was caused by himself. He was already a weakling, but he still defeated the geniuses all over the world? This was established by fighting against match-fixing.

Daoxin, does it deserve to be called Daoxin?"

Nalan Huangwu stared at An Bulang with his eyes, and the pressure surged like a tsunami.

"An Bulang...you still haven't admitted your mistake?! If you don't atone for your sins by cracking down on match-fixing, then you will be a sinner of the Shenlong clan! There is nothing to be ashamed of when you lose to the genius of the Shenlong clan. Losing after a fierce battle will be a shame.

Your glory.”

An Bulang refused to give in: "What a joke! I, An Bulang, stand upright and have never been defeated. How dare your grandson let me lose?!"

He ignored Jin Yuexi.
To be continued...