Chapter 253

Yuan Yuan Jingtong's face turned green when he heard this.

Hubby? Where did he, a man, get a hubby?

But if he gave an artifact... it wasn't that he couldn't accept having a hubby.

The onlookers were already immersed in shock. They never expected that Duan Ling could have an artifact.

For these proud children of heaven at the You Daxia Academy, this thing was also an existence that could be seen but not reached.

How should I put it, this thing belongs to the category of having it if you are born with it, and it is very difficult to possess it after birth if you are not born with it.

In an instant, everyone was no longer concerned about who would win between Duan Ling and Yuan Yuan Jingtong. They were more curious about who Duan Ling's hubby was!

"Three minutes! I want all the information on Duan Ling's hubby!"

"Sisters, share a copy with me if you find it! Good people have a safe life!"

"Damn, even if I'm a mistress, I can accept it. No artifact, legendary-grade equipment is fine, and if there's no legendary-grade equipment, epic-grade equipment is also acceptable!"

"Then I'll suffer a bit, I'll be the fourth!"

"Wow, big sister, you're 1.5 meters tall and weigh over 200 pounds, and you're coming too?"

"The taste of rich people is hard to say!"

A hubby who can give an artifact, who doesn't want this?

This is like a strong man telling you that if you let him wrestle all night, he will give you 30 million. Do you agree or disagree?

Duan Ling also realized she had said the wrong thing at this time and hurriedly changed her words.

"I'm joking, my artifact was given by my dad!"

She didn't want to have a bunch of competitors for no reason. Anyway, she didn't lie. Ye Lin did let her call him that two nights ago.

Hearing Duan Ling's words, the crowd who were eager to try were disappointed, but someone still asked unwillingly.

"Classmate Duan Ling, may I ask if your dad has a partner?"

Duan Ling: "..."

Obviously, she underestimated everyone's desire for artifacts.

After recovering from the shock, Yuan Yuan Jingtong's expression became incomparably solemn.

A Poison Warlock might be strong, but not enough to make him so passive. But a Poison Warlock holding an artifact, if he didn't fight for his life, maybe he would really lose today!

"Yuan Yuan Jingtong, don't mess up your own position. It's clear that she hasn't been able to fully control that artifact yet, and using this artifact also consumes a lot for her." Hu Hu Baiqing reminded coldly. Obviously, she didn't want Yuan Yuan Jingtong to lose.

Only then did Yuan Yuan Jingtong discover that after casting the Huang Quan toxin, Duan Ling's face was indeed a few shades paler.

"So that's how it is!" Yuan Yuan Jingtong sneered. As a student of the You Daxia Academy, he naturally understood how to deal with an enemy who hadn't fully controlled an artifact.

"Red Fire Burns Heaven!"

Countless flames roared out, like a fire dragon rushing toward Duan Ling. The scorching temperature distorted and deformed the space along the way.

Facing Yuan Yuan Jingtong's attack, Duan Ling mobilized the Huang Quan toxin again. Two completely different forces collided again, intertwining and devouring each other, making bursts of roaring sounds.

Although Duan Ling held an artifact, as Hu Hu Baiqing said, she hadn't been able to fully control the power of the Netherworld Huang Quan. After all, the time she had obtained the Huang Quan Netherworld was still very short, so every time she cast it, it was a huge consumption for Duan Ling.

Yuan Yuan Jingtong's idea was clearly to exhaust Duan Ling's strength directly.

"No? Can you remind from the sidelines?" Ye Lin was immediately unhappy. If it weren't for Hu Hu Baiqing's reminder, Duan Ling's winning percentage would have been very high.

"That's natural. As long as you don't take action directly to interfere, reminders from the sidelines are naturally allowed." Yan Yan Lanbing nodded.

"Good, good, good!"

"Master Duan, don't fight him head-on, try to cut his middle road!" Ye Lin reminded from the sidelines.

"No! I can't get away." Duan Ling gritted her teeth and persisted.

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He picked up a small stone the size of a finger from the ground and tossed it up as if nothing had happened.

What the enemy can do, I can do too.

Since Hu Hu Baiqing could help Yuan Yuan Jingtong with voice from the sidelines, it was reasonable for him to indirectly help Duan Ling from the sidelines, right?

Only to see Ye Lin throw it hard, and the stone flew into the sky and disappeared. Three seconds later, the stone landed accurately on Yuan Yuan Jingtong's head.

Although it didn't hurt, it still made Yuan Yuan Jingtong pause.

"Want to interrupt my skill casting with this? Dream on!"

Yuan Yuan Jingtong sneered. Wanting to interrupt his skill casting with a small stone was too naive!

But immediately after, he couldn't laugh anymore, because the thing Ye Lin was tossing in his hand changed from a small stone to a sharp dagger.

From the gorgeous colors on the dagger, it was obvious that this dagger was also coated with poison!

"Dean! Does this count as a violation! He is tossing a knife back and forth over there!" Yuan Yuan Jingtong couldn't help but say.

"What does it have to do with you that he is tossing a knife back and forth over there?" Yan Yan Lanbing asked in confusion.

"He will throw it over and stab me!"

"We'll talk about it if you get stabbed. I will naturally take action to sanction him. You are competing with someone on the stage, why do you care what the person off the stage is doing?"

Yuan Yuan Jingtong's expression became as ugly as if he had eaten a fat green-headed fly when he heard this.

However, Yan Yan Lanbing's words also gave Yuan Yuan Jingtong a reassurance. The Dean was right, Ye Lin's move was just to distract his attention and create an opportunity for Duan Ling.

If he really dared to take action against himself, the nature of the matter would be different.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yuan Jingtong decided not to care what Ye Lin was doing anymore and focused on dealing with Duan Ling.

At this thought, the scorching flames on Yuan Yuan Jingtong's body burned even more fiercely. He was like a Flame Monarch, exuding a terrifying aura.

Just as Yuan Yuan Jingtong was about to exert his full strength, a bone-chilling coldness suddenly rushed straight to his heavenly spirit cover along his tailbone, making him shiver directly.

Yuan Yuan Jingtong clearly felt the aura of death, as if he had been locked onto by a prehistoric beast.

Yuan Yuan Jingtong turned his head and saw that Ye Lin was holding the Eight Desolations Holy Silver Bow, aiming at his head.

For some reason, Yuan Yuan Jingtong's intuition told him that if Ye Lin shot this arrow, he would definitely die!

How could this be possible? How could a Level 28 Forbidden Spell Mage give him such terrifying pressure?

Is this fucking Level 28?

"Dean, he is still aiming at me with a bow!" Yuan Yuan Jingtong screamed in terror.

"Does it bother you that he is holding a bow? Don't worry, I'm watching him. He doesn't dare to shoot this arrow, and even if he shoots, I will stop it, it won't hit you." Yan Yan Lanbing said helplessly.

Yuan Yuan Jingtong's forehead kept seeping cold sweat. He understood the logic, but how could he calm down?

This is like someone holding a gun full of bullets with the safety off against your head. Even if you know the other party won't shoot, you're still afraid!

And just as Yan Yan Lanbing said, Ye Lin didn't take action. Ye Lin just aimed at Yuan Yuan Jingtong's head sometimes, sometimes at Yuan Yuan Jingtong's throat, and sometimes at Yuan Yuan Jingtong's Kun.

Wherever Ye Lin aimed, Yuan Yuan Jingtong felt a chill there.

In this state, Yuan Yuan Jingtong couldn't even exert eight tenths of his strength. He was frightened and scared, like a frightened rabbit.

Others looked at Yuan Yuan Jingtong with a blank look, obviously not understanding why Yuan Yuan Jingtong's reaction was so big.

After all, except for Yuan Yuan Jingtong himself, no one else could feel the terrifying pressure of death locked onto by Ye Lin.

In their view, Ye Lin was just shaking left and right with a bow like playing a monkey show. Not only was it not scary, but it was also a bit funny.

Hu Hu Baiqing couldn't help but frown and cursed in a low voice.

"Trash!"