His figure was suddenly exposed to Xia Lai's gaze, and Yang Fan was so nervous that he wanted to curse.
This Chen Guang actually gambled with his life. He was really evil and ruthless.
What if summer comes and there is no threat, my head gets hot and impulsive, and I get slapped again
By then, even if he is dead, will he still care about whether anyone will help him get revenge
The soul is weak!
It really hurts my back to stand and talk!
Curse him for not having a son!
No, you are already a bad old man and you still have a son? Otherwise, curse his son to have a son without a son
Yang Fan couldn't stop vomiting in his heart. If his strength allowed, he would have wanted to slap Chen Guang to death. It was so irritating.
However, no matter how nervous you are in your heart, you must not be cowardly on the outside, otherwise others will think that you are guilty and have no confidence, and maybe you will be slapped and you will have no room to cry.
Yang Fan's body was straight, with a calm attitude on his face that looked at death, his eyes were raised at a forty-five-degree angle, and he looked at Xia Lai calmly, as if to say, I am here, if you can, come and kill me. me
Arrogant, not angry, and full of provocation.
Chen Guang glanced at Yang Fan with satisfaction. He was a good boy. He was not frightened at the critical moment and acted very confident, which made him, the principal, feel a little brighter.
Xia Lai opened his eyes wide and glanced at the faces of Chen Guang and Yang Fan. His aura suddenly relaxed and he said softly: "Principal Chen is joking. I am a city lord with a noble status. How can I lower myself to bully someone?" A little warrior?"
"I just saw my beloved daughter being bullied and I lost my temper in a moment of excitement. I hope Principal Chen won't take it to heart."
Xia Lai was very clear about the purpose of his coming to Xichu City this time. It was not worth the lives of so many people for Yang Fan, who had a low reputation.
What's more, he had just reached the master level with the help of Xia Luo's immortal bloodline, and his strength was far inferior to that of a peak master like Zhu Huanan. If he was too arrogant, he might really die in this Xichu city.
"It's understandable, it's understandable. After all, Yang Fan, a bastard, has indeed gone too far. How can he treat a little girl so violently?"
Chen Guang's face once again filled with a kind smile, and he slapped Yang Fan hard on the head and said: "Don't worry, City Master Xia, I will definitely teach this little bastard a lesson when I get back!"
"Really, what's wrong with someone trying to kill you? You can just fight back if they want to kill you? Why don't you just avoid it? Even if you can't avoid it, it doesn't matter if you are scratched twice. You are thick-skinned and thick-skinned anyway. Yes, this little girl can’t hurt you, right?”
Xia Lai's mouth twitched, what did Chen Guang mean by mocking his daughter's lack of strength and inability to break through her defenses
Yang Fan looked aggrieved: "Principal Chen, can you blame me? Xia Zixuan is a ninth-level martial arts disciple, and her strength is one level higher than mine. How could I have known that she would be so reluctant to beat her?"
"Also, if I had known that if I hit the younger one, the older one would come. I just sat there and let her hit her casually. There was no way she could escape anyway, so why would she resist?"
"In my opinion, if something happens again in the future, everyone will show their backers, compare and measure them. Whoever has a stronger backer will be the most powerful. How can it save trouble?"
Chen Guang couldn't help but extend his thumb to Yang Fan. This kid's tongue is quite sharp, but he's just a little bit too vicious. You said it so bluntly that it made people turn their faces. I didn't see the face of City Lord Xia. Is it almost turning into pig liver
"snort!"
Xia Lai snorted softly, pretending not to hear it, but Yang Fan felt his body sink, and his whole body sank into the floor, leaving only his head on top.
A master cannot be humiliated. If I don’t kill you, why can’t I teach you a lesson
Chen Guang turned his head and pretended that he had not seen anything. He stretched out his hand to Xia Lai with a smile and invited: "City Lord Xia, this is not the place to talk. How about we go to my office to talk in detail? I still have a little bit there. The holy healing medicine may help classmate Zixuan’s injuries.”
"That's fine, I'll thank you for your help, Principal Chen."
Xia Tianlai nodded and did not refuse.
Chen Guang walked in front to lead him, and at the same time asked softly: "I have never heard before that City Lord Xia has broken through to the realm of Grandmaster. It is really gratifying and congratulatory. Why didn't we notify you in advance of such a big happy event? Mr. Chen might as well go and say congratulations..."
"Principal Chen is too polite. It's just a fluke. It's not worth mentioning..."
The two people chatted about their daily routine and left the classroom of Class 29 slowly and quickly, leaving only a group of stunned teachers and students, and Yang Fan who was still struggling to get out of the ground.
Just now they were fighting and fighting, and they looked like they were fighting to the death, but in the blink of an eye they started shaking hands and leaving together. Are the relationships between these big shots so complicated
As soon as Xia Tian left, the pressure on Huang Zhong suddenly disappeared. He took a long breath and reluctantly got up from the ground. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling a little lost.
The blow he received today was more powerful than all the blows he had received in the past thirty-two years put together. The blow was such that he began to doubt life a little.
It was fine to be beaten to the ground by Wang Zhe, and he had nothing to say after being pressed down by the grandmaster until he vomited blood. But just now he was beaten by the student he always despised the most. Really, the shame was all thrown to his grandma's house. From now on, he How can you still have the face to face the students of Class 29
The classroom was in chaos, and there was a big hole in the wall. There seemed to be no need to continue talking.
Huang Zhong raised his head and glanced at the students who had just woken up from the grandmaster's intimidation and were indifferent to him. He waved his hand weakly and said: "The following classes are temporarily canceled. Let's get out of school early today. Remember to come to class as usual tomorrow morning. "
"Oh, and Yan Han, Hua Yue, and Zhao Chu, you three, please remember to arrive half an hour early tomorrow to participate in the final resource competition trial of the graduating class."
Huang Zhong glanced at Yang Fan who had just crawled out of the ground. He hesitated and said, "If Yang Fan wants to participate, you can come to me to sign up later. I will hand over the final list later." .”
In principle, the battle for resources does not limit the cultivation level. As long as you want, any student in the school has the opportunity to participate.
Just because the conditions of the trial are too cruel, the class teachers of each class will not recommend that students whose cultivation level is lower than the ninth level of martial arts disciples participate in it, because if their cultivation level is too low, they will not be able to pass the level of hunting monsters. , let alone the final points battle.
Originally, only Yan Han, Hua Yue and Zhao Chu from Class 29 had the strength and qualifications to participate in the trial, but now, Yang Fan, who is only an eighth-level martial artist, seems to have such strength.
"Thank you, Teacher Huang, for your kindness!" Yang Fan patted the dust on his body, smiled and thanked Huang Zhong, and said: "However, my cousin has already registered for me with Principal Chen in the morning, so I won't do it anymore. Thank you, Teacher Huang."
As soon as Yang Fan mentioned the word cousin, Huang Zhong instantly recalled the not-so-good memories from more than two hours ago. He twitched the corner of his mouth, nodded lightly, picked up the lesson plan on the table, and turned around. Just leave.
Yang Fan, a student, was still very polite, but why did Mao always have the urge to slap him underground every time he talked to him
Xia Lai must have felt this way just now, otherwise how could he have so coincidentally buckled Yang Fan into the floor and couldn't even dig it out
At this moment, Huang Zhong actually felt a sense of identity with his enemy as a hero.
"Brother Fan is mighty!"
The little fat man An Sheng suddenly came over at this time, and diligently stretched out his hand to pat the dust on Yang Fan's clothes behind him. At the same time, he kept flattering: "You have the courage to fight with a master-level warrior, and you haven't been killed by Zong yet." Damn it, you are so awesome, my admiration for you is like a torrential river, endless... "
Yang Fan couldn't help but look back at An Sheng. He didn't expect that he knew such an old joke. It seemed that he had been studying the skills of flattery.
But when this kid saw the Grandmaster just now, he immediately shrank his neck like a mouse seeing a cat. Why is he not afraid now
Xia Tian came and he didn't go far. Didn't you see that all the other students in the class were avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion
A newbie who has just offended a master-level warrior may not survive tomorrow. Who dares to ignore him easily, what if he is angered by the master
"What, you're not afraid of being implicated by me?" Yang Fan asked An Sheng with raised eyebrows.
An Sheng curled his lips and said disdainfully: "He's just a newly promoted little grandmaster. I'm afraid of him. If I hadn't been afraid of exposing his identity in advance, I would have made him kneel on the ground and call him daddy in minutes!"
The little fat man's cowhide was blowing loudly. If he hadn't carefully arranged a sound insulation barrier before speaking, Yang Fan might have believed it.
"Of course." Afraid that Yang Fan would be careless, An Sheng answered: "If Brother Fan really encounters a life-threatening situation, I will definitely not stand idly by and watch. Even if I risk being exposed, I will definitely come to the rescue in time." .”
"You still can't believe it. Who doesn't have two life-saving amulets in his pocket when he goes out these days, right? For you, Brother Fan, I will give up any precious amulet!"
"It's just that I never had a chance to use it. So Brother Fan, you are blessed by God. This luck and strength are incredible!"
Yang Fan chuckled and shook his head. Who can do it after the fact? What's the use of talking about it now that everything has passed
This fat man has an extraordinary background, and he may really have some trump card against the Grandmaster, but will he really waste his chance to save his life for an outsider
Yang Fan couldn't be sure, because this fat man really didn't look like the kind of person who was willing to sacrifice himself for others. He was too grown up.
"Okay, stop nagging! Since I have already agreed, I will not go back on my word." Yang Fan said to him quietly: "I will accompany you to the Land of Spiritual Source as a reward for taking up your place in the secret realm. During this time, I will do my best to ensure your safety."
Peace of mind and peace of mind.
As long as he didn't change his mind, after seeing Yang Fan's strong strength that could withstand the pressure of the grandmaster, he had more and more confidence in Yang Fan.
After all, those who can enter the Land of Spiritual Origin are talented players who are no more than twenty years old. However, no matter how talented they are, they cannot reach the status of Grandmaster before they are twenty years old.
Yang Fan is now so good that he can even withstand the coercive attacks of the grandmaster level. Wouldn't it be easier to deal with young people who are only at the peak level of martial arts at best
An Sheng wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Yang Fan's eyes. An Sheng seemed to be aware of it and couldn't help but look back and saw Yan Han, Hua Yue and Zhao Chu walking towards them together.
With a sudden movement, Yang Fan instantly broke through the mental barrier An Sheng had put up, and then quietly raised his head to look at the three people who had walked closer.
"Yang Fan, tomorrow's resource competition trial, do you want to form a team together?" Hua Yue asked Yang Fan in a crisp voice softly: "We are all in the same class and are familiar with each other. It would be good to form a team together in the wild. There is someone taking care of you, what do you think?"
Yan Han and Zhao Chu also looked at Yang Fan at the same time, with a hint of eagerness in their eyes.
No matter how useless Yang Fan was before, at least now Yang Fan has shown them his powerful side. Such a person is already qualified to become their teammate.
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth was slightly raised, his eyes swept over Yan Han and Zhao Chu, and finally fell on Huayue Jiao's pretty little face. He held his arms in his arms, raised his chest high, and said softly with a hint of coldness and arrogance in his contempt. : "Sorry, I'm not in the habit of cooperating with trash!"
(End of chapter)