Yang Fan's hand shocked everyone at once.
Among the freshmen of this class, there are only five kings in total. Now, three of them have been cultivated by Yang Fan.
Although the other two did not take action, they were obviously shocked and stood aside without the courage to say a word.
So cool!
So handsome!
This is the sigh in the hearts of most of the students. Many little girls even have little stars in their eyes, with expressions of admiration as if they want to have sex with Yang Fan.
In fact, even Yang Fan himself did not expect that his kingly power would become so powerful now.
Since absorbing the emperor's will several times in the land of spiritual origin, this is the first time that Yang Fan has displayed the power of a king in front of others. He did not expect that the effect would be so outstanding, even he was shocked.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his hand to smooth his hair casually, lowered his eyes, looked down at Wen Lang and the others, and said leisurely:
"You tell me, why bother? Why bother? You have to force me to take action, you have to force me to be high-profile. Are you satisfied now?"
The bodies of the three Wen Langs were buried in the soil, and their heads that were only exposed on the ground were still under the threat of Yang Fan's kingly power. They could not open their mouths at all. They were all suppressed to the point where their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they could only watch. I watched Yang Fan using them as stepping stones to pretend to be a big pussy!
So frustrating!
I really want to die!
Why have they never heard of such a powerful freshman before
If they had known that this guy was so awesome, they wouldn't have been able to mess with him even if they were blind!
Changsun Xingyou regretted it so much that he had the urge to slap himself in the mouth. If he hadn't been the first to laugh at Yang Fan, there wouldn't have been all these twists and turns. The bad thing about today's incident was his mouth. On.
The same goes for the other two.
Yang Fan just used the might of a king on them, and directly pushed the three brothers into the ground and couldn't extricate themselves. He was so much stronger than them that he couldn't even think about resisting. Is it possible
At least in Jinghua City, during the four years they spent at Jinghua Martial Arts University, their hope of revenge within the rules was probably gone.
At this moment, Yang Fan's strength had penetrated deep into their hearts, and a feeling of shame quietly rose in their hearts.
"master!"
Mu Qianqian suddenly flew out of the crowd and stood on the green turtle's chest with Yang Fan. He bowed respectfully to Yang Fan and softly advised, "Master, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding."
As he spoke, Mu Qianqian lowered his head and glanced at the three heads on the ground, and said: "After all, we are all classmates, and this orientation trial requires everyone to work together to complete it. Why not give the disciples some face, first?" Spare them this time?"
brush!
The scene was quiet.
Mu Qianqian's words about "Master" immediately made most of the students present collectively confused.
As the only new spiritual master among the freshmen in this class, and also a second-level spiritual master with a pure and lovely appearance, Mu Qianqian is highly recognized by all the students. .
After all, compared to Wen Lang, Changsun Xingyou, Shi Cheng and other big men like them, a beautiful queen is always easier to attract attention.
But now.
The only beautiful spiritual master among the new students actually called Yang Fan "Master" so kindly and respectfully. This was really surprising and surprising.
You know, they are students in the same class, and their age is not much different. What kind of virtue and ability is Yang Fan that can make a second-level spiritual master so willingly worship him as his teacher
Even though they had just witnessed Yang Fan's power, many people still found it difficult to accept it.
Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe, Changsun Xingyou, and another king-level freshman named Zheng Hongshuo were all stunned.
They looked up at Yang Fan and Mu Qianqian's master and apprentice standing on the green-haired bed. They were confused. No one thought that Mu Qianqian and Yang Fan would have such a relationship.
Yang Fan glanced at Mu Qianqian with satisfaction. The timing of this girl's jump was just perfect.
Originally, he had no intention of taking action against Wen Lang and the other three, but now that Mu Qianqian was interceding on their behalf, he could just go with the flow and spare them.
As for announcing the master-disciple relationship between him and Mu Qianqian in advance, there is actually nothing wrong with it. Yang Fan didn't want to be secretive anyway, so he announced it in advance, so he could set an example for this group of first-year students. It left a very deep impression in my heart.
After all, these students are the trumpets that Yang Fan has already reserved in his mind, so that they can be prepared in advance, so that when Yang Fan wants to recruit disciples in the future, these trumpets will not be able to accept them.
Yang Fan raised his hand and patted Mu Qianqian's head, and said dotingly: "Be good, since even Qianqian has asked for mercy on their behalf, I will show mercy to them today and let them go this time."
With that said, Yang Fan thought, and the kingly power exerted on Wen Lang and the others was instantly withdrawn.
The pressure on Wen Lang and the other two people suddenly relaxed, and the mentality of bowing their heads and surrendering and shivering gradually disappeared. The energy and blood in the three people's bodies flowed, and with a push of their feet, they jumped out of the soil under them. .
However, they did not dare to fly up again, but stood honestly on the ground, bowing their hands and apologizing to Yang Fan:
"Thank you very much! We were too blind to see the truth before, and there were many offenses. I hope that classmate Yang Fan can put aside the past grudges and don't argue with us!"
no way.
A good man doesn't want to suffer immediate losses. Faced with such a perverted classmate with unfathomable strength, they can only temporarily bow their heads and deal with it.
Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced at the three of them. He didn't expect that these three little guys were so practical and capable of bending and stretching.
If it weren't for the small flames that appeared in their eyes from time to time and the hostility on their bodies that never dissipated, Yang Fan might have believed their lies.
However, among young people, who is not a little willful? Yang Fan is the most experienced in dealing with such a thorn who has evil intentions towards him.
"Okay, we are all classmates, we don't know each other unless we fight! It's good to just open up some issues."
Yang Fan laughed, waved to the three people and another king, and motioned for them to fly to the ***.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Four figures flashed past, Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe, Changsun Xingyou and Zheng Hongshuo all flew in front of Yang Fan.
Fortunately, the green-haired turtle is huge. Its green head is as big as an ordinary car, and it can barely stand three or five people.
"Okay! It's okay, let's continue on our way! If we don't leave, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach Cangyan Mountain before dark!"
Yang Fan did not greet the four people, but first loudly explained something to the hundreds of students around him. Then, everyone fell silent, and actually obeyed Yang Fan's instructions unanimously and continued to set off.
Obeying the strong is a code of conduct that everyone in the human race will generally abide by in the last days.
Now Yang Fan is undoubtedly the one with the highest cultivation level in their team, at least in the eyes of these students.
Therefore, everyone naturally chose to follow Yang Fan's arrangement, just like before when everyone followed Wen Lang, Mu Qianqian and the other five kings.
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction. Since he had already stood up, he didn't mind being a standout. After all, some of the rewards in this orientation trial were still very attractive to him.
With a slight movement of thought, the green-haired turtle under his feet accelerated again, rushing to the front of the team in one fell swoop, assuming the role of pioneer.
Wen Lang and the others next to him were not surprised and looked at it as a matter of course. With Yang Fan's current level of strength, it would be a bit strange if he was not at the front.
However, the green-haired turtle's lightning-like sudden acceleration still shocked several people, and they increasingly felt that Yang Fan's strength was unfathomable.
"Classmates, let's sit down below!"
Yang Fan stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture, and led Mu Qianqian to invite the four of them to the more spacious and secure tortoise shell.
Then, Yang Fan took out a set of tables, chairs and benches from the storage space and invited Wen Lang and others to take a seat. The table was filled with fresh spiritual fruits of level four or above, which looked fragrant and attractive.
Yang Fan and Mu Qianqian sat down next to them. Wen Lang, Shi Cheng and the other four also sat at the table one after another. Looking at the high-level spiritual fruits filled with spiritual power on the table, everyone seemed a little reserved and couldn't quite grasp it clearly. Yang Fan's path.
There are so many high-level spiritual fruits, plate after plate, they must add up to ten kilograms, right
Do you want it to be so luxurious, do you want it to be so generous
Although the green-haired turtle was fast, the top of the turtle shell was as stable as flat ground, and no bumps could be felt. A group of kings sat around a square table, and the table was filled with a platter of fresh and tempting spiritual fruits.
The scene was quiet and peaceful for a time. People who didn't know it would have thought that they were out for an outing instead of participating in some orientation trial or hunting some monster beast.
Yang Fan casually took a crystal grape and put it into his mouth. He stretched out his hand to signal to the others not to be polite. At the same time, he asked quietly: "If my guess is correct, you should all be students of the first martial arts class, right?"
Seeing Wen Lang and others nodding, Yang Fan smiled softly: "That's really a coincidence. To be honest with the classmates, I, Qian Qian, and those who are practicing in meditation are also students in the first martial arts class."
After saying that, Yang Fan raised his finger and pointed at An Sheng, Chu Feiyun and the other five who were practicing peacefully in another part of the turtle shell, and introduced: "The five of them are my disciples just like this girl Qian Qian."
"Well, although my cultivation level is still a little behind now, I should be able to make a breakthrough soon."
Hearing this, the four people on the right, Wen Lang and Changsun Xing, turned slightly to look at An Sheng and the other five, with a trace of disdain flashing in their eyes.
Among the five people, except for An Sheng's cultivation, which was somewhat impressive, the remaining four were pitifully weak. Two of them were even at the level of high-level martial arts masters, not even grandmasters.
How funny.
What qualifications do these few quasi-wastes whose cultivation abilities are not even average have to be in the same class with them
(End of chapter)