Although he is a bit slovenly, he can still be regarded as a handsome boy.
Yang Fan did not feel angry because of the belittling and disdain of the slipper brother in front of him. He raised his eyes to look at him with interest.
This is the pinnacle of a young grandmaster. To be able to have such a strong strength and cultivation at such an age is indeed very arrogant and arrogant.
Moreover, being able to tell at a glance that they were from the Northwest Guards House shows that this child not only has good qualifications, but also has good observation skills and knowledge experience.
What's more important is that this girl is a thorny person at first glance, a person with strong energy and blood, and the kind of person who can cause trouble at any time.
Definitely a good seedling.
It would be more reliable if he could be accepted as a disciple.
That's right.
Yang Fan was interested in recruiting disciples again. Every time he saw such young prodigies, he felt a little itchy and couldn't help but want to turn all these prodigies into his trumpets.
He just likes such a thorny person who likes to look for trouble and cause trouble. Such a person is full of blood, and with a little training, he will be an expert at killing monsters.
"Hey kid, who do you want to call brother?"
An Sheng rushed out and looked at the little guy in front of him who was looking for trouble angrily: "We are talking here, does it bother you? You just came over and interrupted?"
"Jinghua people are amazing. I am also a Jinghua person. Am I proud?"
"You're still a genius on the first day of your freshman year?"
"Bah! Even a talented and enchanting genius like me doesn't dare to say that he is the number one genius. Who gives you the face to dare to say that you are the number one?"
An Sheng's mouth has never been a waste of fuel.
In just a few words, he managed to arouse Brother Slipper's anger.
"Hey! Are you challenging?!" The slipper brother raised his eyebrows and looked at An Sheng: "No one has ever dared to say that he is a monster in front of me. If we have the ability, let's compete now to see who is the grandson who will be cowarded!"
"Come on!" An Sheng took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Who is afraid of whom? Let me see if I don't beat you to the ground!"
"You two juniors, please stop making trouble!"
At this time, Gu Jun stood up and persuaded softly: "In Jinghua Wuhan University, students are not allowed to fight privately, otherwise they will be invited to the picket team to drink tea. Believe me, although the environment in the picket team is good, you will definitely not like it there. .”
As soon as he heard the word picket, Brother Slipper's body stiffened, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.
It seems that he has already experienced the power of the pickets, otherwise he would not have such a conditioned reflex.
Gu Jun spoke again and persuaded softly:
"Don't you all want to compete for the first place in the orientation trial? You can compete in the trial."
"This will not violate the school rules and attract the attention of the senior students on the picket team, but also directly prove the strength of your own strength. Why not do it?"
"Okay!" Brother Slipper raised his brows and said loudly: "Just do as this senior said, little fat boy, just wait until you are crushed by this genius in the orientation trial!"
"Be sure to remember the name of this genius, Ren Jinglun. He is just like his name, Ren Jinglun, who is full of economics! This will save you from not knowing at the hands of whom you lost!"
An Sheng curled his lips: "Who doesn't know how to brag? Let's talk about it after you really beat the fat man! However, I'm afraid you may never have this opportunity in this life."
"Ren Jinglun?" Pang Yu said in surprise: "Are you Ren Jinglun, the liberal arts champion in Jinghua City this year?!"
"That's right!" Ren Jinglun nodded arrogantly: "It's this champion!"
"This senior is more discerning. This genius is not only superior in intelligence, but also has amazing martial arts talent. In this year's freshman trial, I must be the first place!"
With that said, Ren Jinglun once again shook his right index finger disdainfully at Yang Fan and others, and curled his lips and said: "You guys are all useless!"
"Hmph! See you in the freshman trial!"
After saying that, Ren Jinglun raised his head, turned his back, carried his water bottle, pulled his flip-flops, and left proudly and leisurely.
Pang Yu looked a little strange and said softly to Yang Fan and others: "If I remember correctly, this Ren Jinglun seems to be a student in Teacher Ye's class."
Yang Fan was stunned: "In other words, he is our classmate?"
Seeing Pang Yu nodding, Yang Fan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Look, look, this is fate.
It was unnecessary for him to go out and inquire about the child's class residence. There was no reason for the apprentice who was sent to the door to push further.
"You're a good boy. We should be able to get along well in the future."
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction. If he wasn't a newbie, he wouldn't be too exaggerated. Just now he couldn't help but wanted to charm Ren Jinglun and forcefully accept him as a disciple.
At the pinnacle of a grandmaster, just by training him casually, he would be a newly promoted king trumpet, which would save Yang Fan from having to spend a lot of effort to cultivate him deliberately.
It's wonderful to think about it.
The corner of An Sheng's mouth twitched. What was wrong with that manic and arrogant boy? Why didn't he see it at all
Still the top scholar in liberal arts
What the hell.
They are a martial arts school here, okay? Martial arts strength is the root of everything, okay? No matter how good you are in liberal arts, it is of no use. Do you have to recite Tang poetry and Song lyrics to those monsters when you go out to hunt monsters
Besides, he's just the liberal arts champion in Jinghua City, what's so great about him
If you have the ability, why don't you come back as the overall champion of the thirty-sixth federal region
"Brother Fan, don't you want to take on a disciple again?"
An Sheng is worthy of being Yang Fan's chosen chief disciple. He is simply a roundworm in Yang Fan's belly. As soon as Yang Fan lifts his butt, he knows what Yang Fan wants.
Yang Fan glanced at him appreciatively and said, "What's wrong? Do you look down on your junior brother?"
An Sheng was speechless. Yang Fan seemed to have already identified him before he even wrote his horoscope. He even called him "junior brother".
"Don't worry, when I take him in as a master, as a senior brother, you can do whatever you want with him, how can you make him turn upside down?"
An Sheng shrugged helplessly, you are the master and everything you say is right.
However, he doesn't quite understand why Yang Fan has such great interest and hobby in accepting apprentices
Taking in one after another, taking in one after another, during a trip to Lingyuan Secret Realm, he even rounded up all the surviving geniuses.
Fortunately, now, as soon as he came to Jinghua Wuhan University, he set his sights on a classmate. Not only that, Yang Fan had even started to ask Gu Jun and Pang Yu about the genius list of all the students in Jinghua Wuhan University.
What is he trying to do? Could it be that he wants to turn Jinghua Martial Arts University into the back garden of their Demon Slayer Sect and recruit all the talented students into the sect
An Sheng couldn't help but shiver and felt that it was necessary to persuade Brother Fan.
Although this idea sounds beautiful, if you poach someone from Beijing Wuhan University like this, be careful that the principal of Wuhan University will beat you to death in the street!
Tian Buqi and Zhu Sibo stayed aside and said nothing. It was up to them, the young people, to explore the world on their own, and they would not interfere.
However, seeing these young people bickering and competing with each other, as if no one was convinced by the other, the two old men who had lived for almost two hundred years couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts, and they couldn't help but recall their own green years.
"Master Fan, after all, this is the campus of Jinghua University. It is inconvenient for us foreign warriors to stay for a long time, so we won't spend more time here."
"We will rent a house outside the outer school later, and we will stay there for the next few days. If Master Fan has any instructions, you can contact us directly!"
The two raised their watches and said goodbye to Yang Fan at the same time. After entering Beijing Wuhan University, they no longer needed to worry too much about Yang Fan's safety.
If even its own students cannot be protected by its own school doctors, then Jinghua Martial Arts University is not qualified to be called the best martial arts university in the federation.
Yang Fan nodded, thanked him aloud, and then watched the two of them leave through the air.
As soon as the two emperor-level powerhouses left, the people around them clearly felt that the oppressive state in the air was relieved, and their mentality became much more comfortable.
A group of young people who are always watched by two emperor-level elders will inevitably feel a little restrained.
It's better now. The source of their psychological restraint has disappeared, and each one of them has begun to reveal their true nature.
"Master!" Gu Jun finally stopped pretending to be a senior and said softly to Yang Fan: "Are you going to go in and have a rest, or are you going to let me and Pang Yu accompany you around the campus?"
"How about my disciple taking you to the martial arts training room for a walk?"
Seeing that Yang Fan didn't seem to want to go into the apartment to rest and sit around, Gu Jun suggested to Yang Fan softly: "Pang Yu and I still have some credits, which can be exchanged for a few hours of training time for the master and senior brothers and sisters."
"Our Jinghua Martial Arts University's training room is extremely famous in the entire Jinghua City. Not only does the training speed triple, it can also temporarily improve one's understanding and speed up the comprehension of martial arts and martial arts. Many martial artists outside the school and some children from aristocratic families have If you want to grab a scalp and come in to experience it, you don’t even have a chance.”
"Training room?"
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. He was practicing at the same speed as a tortoise, so why not go to a chicken's training room!
Not to mention it is just three times the improvement, so what if it is ten times or a hundred times. Practicing for half a day is not even as much experience as killing a low-level monster. It is a waste of time.
Besides, they had just come out of the Land of Spiritual Source. No matter how awesome the training room of Jinghua Martial Arts University was, could it still be as good as the training environment of the Land of Spiritual Source
However, when I turned around, I saw that An Sheng and Mu Qianqian were quite interested and yearning, and they were very fresh. It seemed that they were also very curious about the training room of Beijing Martial Arts University.
Yang Fan couldn't help but hesitate a little. It happened that he had gained a lot in the Land of Spiritual Source and needed a quiet place to rest.
"Okay, let's go and have a look."
Yang Fan nodded in agreement, and An Sheng and Mu Qianqian cheered at the same time.
As natives of Jinghua City, the two of them had long heard about the magic of the Jinghua Martial Arts University training room and were yearning for it.
It's just that the successive presidents of Jinghua Wuhan University all accepted the truth and were stubborn, unwilling to let the training room in the school be open to the outside world.
Therefore, no one can easily enter it unless they are students and teachers of Beijing Wuhan University.
Now, the two of them finally have the opportunity to experience it!
(End of chapter)