I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 171: Appreciation of South China Master!
The crying child has milk.
For this sentence, Yang Fan has always taken it seriously.
So, before he left school, he started calling his cousin for help, crying, grievances, accusations, and asking for blessings, selling that miserable, just couldn't bear to look straight.
No way, summer is too strong. Taking Yang Fan's current cultivation as the realm, he can't do anything at all. For his own life and his family's life, he can only ask for his only support.
Although Wang Zhe may not be able to work through the summer, is there a South China Master behind Wang Zhe? As long as South China Master is willing to take action, ah, even if he is willing to give a warning, it is better than Yang Fan’s own fighting alone. hundred times.
"You are Yang Fan, that little cousin of Wang Zhe? Sure enough, he said the same thing as Wang Zhe, ancient spirits!"
Yang Fan, who has been covering her face and crying all the time, shakes herself, Nima, why is it not the voice of Wang Zhe’s cousin, is it wrong?
However, this sound seems familiar to me, as if I have heard it before.
Yang Fan quickly wiped his face and looked up, carefully looked at the virtual figure standing in front of his eyes at the moment.
White dress wins snow, the boy is like jade.
A young man with a folding fan at his waist, as if bathed in holy light, stood on his back, looking at him with a smile, his eyes warm and kind, quiet and accommodating.
"South China Master!"
Yang Fan exclaimed that the young man was generally the same as the South China Master who he saw in the game against the four demon kings!
"Oh, have you seen me before?"
Zhu Huanan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and asked Yang Fan softly.
Counting it, he has not appeared in the public eye for many years. Even if it appears, it is generally a kind-hearted old man, which is easy to appease people.
So, he was a little surprised, why Yang Fan recognized his true identity with only one glance.
"Student guessed!" Yang Fan quickly bowed his eyebrows and bowed to Zhu Huanan to greet him. He dared not look up at him. Shaking, such a conjecture naturally comes to mind."
"Furthermore, before my cousin left, he said he would go to the principal to sprint, listen to the teaching, and prepare for the final step. Now his cousin is away, but those who are qualified to save his cousin’s private intellectual brain, except Apart from the principal, students can no longer think of others."
Zhu Huanan nodded slightly, although he didn’t think that Yang Fan’s words were necessarily all true, and even had a suspicion of flattering, but what he said was also reasonable, so a light smile didn’t Investigate more.
Zhu Huanan turned his head and glanced at the chaotic scene in the classroom of Class 29, and asked Yang Fan quietly, "You just said that you were almost killed by someone, but the person who shot was the summer master in summer?"
"Yes, that is the old Zappi!" As soon as he mentioned the summer, Yang Fan instantly got excited, and with his voice, he made a small report to Zhu Huanan with extreme resentment. "Old Principal, do you want to make decisions for the students, In the summer, I used to bully the small and shameless, but even in the face of the teachers and students of the school, I faced this little martial arts class eight. You look at me, you look at my face, it’s all blood. Ah!"
"This is the South China Martial Arts School, a martial arts holy place you founded in the old days. You didn’t know how to converge here in the summer, and you beat and kill the students in the sample unscrupulously. This obviously did not leave you old. In my eyes!"
Zhu Huanan's mouth twitched, how stiffly framed, how straightforwardly provoked, this little guy is really bold.
Are your eyes as the master?
The blood on your body is obviously someone else's. Although there is a lot of dust on your clothes, but the skin inside is not even broken, even this, you dare to say that others beat and kill you?
If you have really stepped into the guru realm in the summer, how could you little guy still be alive?
"Huh?" Sensing Yang Fan seemed to flash a trace of mental fluctuations. Zhu Huanan couldn't help but looked at Yang Fan carefully. Afterwards, his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask softly, "Little guy, you're still a third level Spiritual teacher?"
Just now Zhu Huanan didn’t pay attention. I didn’t think that the little guy in front of me was actually a hidden spiritual teacher, and he had reached the third level!
"Principal wise eyes! Students are also lucky to break through due to genius."
Yang Fan was a little embarrassed and lowered his head. He just didn’t deliberately divulge his mental strength just now, but he was excited, um, excited.
At this time, Yang Fan’s death will not admit that he deliberately displayed his existence value in front of the South China Master, and deliberately displayed his spiritual talent.
He is a low-key luxury with connotation, absolutely disdain to do such a grandiose thing.
Well, that’s it. It’s not that I didn’t hide deep enough. It’s really the vision of the master of South China. It’s so good that I can’t hide it!
"Looking at you, it should be that you have just taken the second-level Yuling grass. The mastery of mysterious method given to you by Teacher Zhu should have been cultivated, right?"
Zhu Huanan stared at Yang Fan with a gleaming gaze, and there was a little excitement between his expressions.
Yang Fan is also not hypocritical, and directly confessed to "Principal Ming Jian, the students have practiced that set of divine light for a long time to see the divine art, and they have a sense of mind and spiritual concussion. This is a breakthrough from the state of just awakening to level 3 The realm of spiritual study!"
Zhu Huanan was shocked and didn’t have any doubts about Yang Fan’s words. Even the name of Shen Guangjiu’s divine refining technique was accurately stated. It seems that this little guy has really fully realized it.
After all, when he left the set of fine mystics, he didn’t leave the real name of the mystery. Only after fully practicing and mastering the set of mystics, the practitioner will automatically blend in, and his heart is naturally clear. Realize the name of that set of exercises.
"Although your talent for martial arts is not obvious, but the spiritual talent is rare in the world!" Zhu Huanan showed a smile on his face. "This elaborate and mysterious method, the old man has been here for a long time, and it is placed in the school office. In the past fifty years, I have experienced countless talented people to read, but today, but only you can successfully understand, you have to say, you really made me look at it!"
Successfully comprehend the mystery of heaven-level essence, and cultivate the spirit into three realms a day, which is not surprising at all!
"Unexpectedly, my South China Wushu School is finally going to have a spiritual guru, and it’s not a waste of the hard work the old man has been cultivating for decades, ha ha ha!"
Zhu Huanan laughed heartily, and his voice was so hearty that looking at Yang Fan was like looking at a rare treasure, with a loud voice in his mouth.
Yang Fan was blushed by him, and he was embarrassed to say, "The headmaster is ridiculous. The students are just a fluke. They are still a long time away from the spiritual guru. If they want to break into the guru realm, it will take a year and a half. There is really a negative principal expectation."
Zhu Huanan's mouth twitched.
This kid is not at all humble.
Having entered the realm of spiritual master for a year and a half?
The cowhide is blowing, it's almost going to fly to the sky.
Is it true that the spiritual master in the realm of master is so good?
Normal people don’t even think about it if they don’t have a hundred years of hard work, even if they are talented people, it will only take 30 to 50 years.
If he remembers well, the fastest person in the world today to enter the realm of spiritual masters is the current spiritual emperor Ye Feiyan. His journey is like a broken bamboo, and his practice has no obstacles, directly breaking the breakthrough speed of all spiritual masters in the past 100 years. .
Even so, Lord Ling Emperor spent a whole decade from spiritual awakening to spiritual master!
Is this Yang Fan so confident that he thinks his talent is better than Ling Huang?
The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. This kind of self-confidence is so shameless that it can almost catch up with the practice of martial arts in the past.
Guy, promising!
"It’s good to have this confidence. The old man is looking forward to the day you advance to the spiritual master!"
Zhu Huanan did not pick Yang Fan’s cowhide, but instead gave a certain degree of recognition and recognition. Young people should give more encouragement.
After finishing, Zhu Huanan glanced at the dilapidated scene in the classroom again and said, "Actually your business, Chen Guang has already reported to me in detail just now. I was thinking about warning about summer. Your phone came over so soon~IndoMTL.com~ I got help!
Yang Fan's old face blushed. Why is this so embarrassing?
Isn’t the old man Chen Guang supposed to be here during the reception summer, how could he send the report to the master of South China so quickly?
It’s very unreasonable, there is wood, and you have never seen you so active and so diligent?
Yang Fan confessed to Chen Guang in his heart, but he also knew that Chen Guang was out of good intentions, lest he would revenge him and his family early in the summer.
"Principal, since you all know, then you must make the decision for me. In the summer, you will be bullied and cheated too much. If it is not a student and a little defensive trick, it may be the one from the beginning. The shameless old Zappi's blood pressure was shocking to death, it was simply unbearable!"
Yang Fan quickly recovered from embarrassment and continued to spare no effort to tell the black shape that came in the summer.
Zhu Huanan nodded gently. He knew that Yang Fan should be right. He saw that someone had broken his daughter’s thigh, and no one could be a father. It’s not normal to come to Yang Fan’s killer in the summer.
If it were before, Zhu Huanan might have looked at Xia Chunqiu's face, and he might still keep his eyes closed. After all, the summer has been excessive, but it is reasonable, and it has not caused very serious consequences.
At least, Yang Fan did not die, did he?
As long as the person is still alive, whether it is Wang Zhe or the South China Martial Arts School, he can pass on his face, and everyone just takes a step back from each other.
But now, after seeing Yang Fan's amazing spiritual talents, the balance in Zhu Huanan's heart has already unconsciously shifted a little.
"This time in the summer, I have done a bit of it, and it is time to strike it!"
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