Zhang Xing did not respond to Jin Lin's goodwill.
The strong did not need to be polite to the weak.
Vice Dean Jin Lin's true form was a golden-winged roc.
When he spread his wings, his body was nearly 200 meters long and more than 90 meters wide.
He was a roc with an ancient bloodline.
Their ancestors were sworn enemies of the Giant Dragon Clan.
They had been fighting since ancient times until now.
In the current Nine Heavens, the dragon race, human race, and demon race were all overlords.
The golden-winged roc king was one of the lords of the demon race. They often had conflicts with the human race and the dragon race.
Every time they fought, there would be casualties.
However, the demon race was relatively weaker.
This information was obtained a thousand years ago. He did not know how the higher-ups were doing now.
Vice Dean Jin Lin longed for the day when he could rely on his own efforts to rush to the Nine Heavens.
However, this goal was too far away. It was so far away that he did not dare to imagine it.
The Divine Realm was divided into three stages. The early stage was one, two, and three levels (stages). The middle stage was one, two, and three levels (stages).
The late stage was an unattainable mighty figure in the entire Nine Heavens.
Without the guidance of the seniors above, they could forget about reaching the late stage in their lives.
After Jin Lin transformed, he did not immediately attack.
He recalled many unforgettable things in his life and complained about why the golden-winged roc senior did not come down to help him.
Sigh!
He sighed in his heart. Jin Lin was very strange. Why did he become so sentimental at this moment?
Was this a sign of something?
He shook his head and drove away these inauspicious thoughts. With a flap of his wings, his huge body instantly rushed into the clouds and disappeared.
The battle had begun!
The demons below were very expectant. Without the divine artifact, Zhang Xing was like a toothless tiger. Could he still do it?
"Who do you think will win, Zhang Xing or Vice Dean Jin Lin?"
A demon could not help but ask his fellow demons.
"Of course it's Vice Dean Jin Lin. Zhang Xing is nothing!"
"Shh!
Keep your voice down. Don't let that fiend hear you! "
"…"
Many other demons were optimistic about Vice Dean Jin Lin. They thought that the chances of winning were 30% to 70%.
Vice Principal Jin Lin had a 70% chance of winning, while Zhang Xing only had a 30% chance.
If it weren't for Zhang Xing's few shocking moves, they would have already clamored to kill Zhang Xing.
On the other side, the white-haired patriarch and the other humans.
"Patriarch, do you think Zhang Xing is …"
"Are you saying that he acted on impulse?
Immature?
Was he fooled? "
"Yes!"
"I don't think so. Although Zhang Xing is young, his wisdom is a million times greater than ours.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved what he has today. "
"…"
The humans all nodded, feeling that the old patriarch's words made sense.
"Chirp!"
Right at this moment, a bird's cry reverberated through the clouds.
Immediately after, a huge golden shadow descended from the sky!
Jin Lin had arrived!
No!
It was not a golden shadow, but …
Looking at the thousands of Golden-Winged Rocs, the demons shuddered.
"Could this be the legendary Thousand Illusions Great Divine Ability?"
"That's right!
This is Vice Dean Jin Lin's most powerful Divine Ability! "
A third-year student from the Demon God College said proudly.
"Although this Divine Ability has the word 'illusion', each shadow has 100% of the original body's attack power!"
"Looking at the Vice Dean's aura, it's obvious that he has cultivated it to the highest level."
The Elders from the Demon God College regained most of their confidence.