I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 169: Sorry, I don’t have the habit of working with waste!

Suddenly exposed to the pressure from summer, Yang Fan was so nervous that she wanted to scold her.

This Chen Guang, even betting on his little life, was really bad.

What if the head is hot and impulsive in the summer when it is not threatened?

By that time, he will be dead. Will he care if anyone will avenge him?

The soul is weak!

I really stand and speak without backache!

Curse him for having a son!

No, are they already a bad old man and have a hairy son? Or, cursing his son to have a son?

Yang Fan keeps spitting badly in his heart. If his strength allows, he can’t wait to slap Chen Guang’s old man to death. It’s so annoying.

However, no matter how tense your heart is, you can't counsel on the surface, otherwise people will think you are guilty and have a guilty conscience.

Yang Fan’s body was upright, and a calm posture was put on his face. His eyes were raised, with an elevation of 45 degrees, and he came to meet with the summer calmly, as if to say, the young man is here. Come and kill me?

Arrogant, not angry, and provocative.

Chen Guang gave Yang Fan a satisfied look. This kid was good. He didn’t feel awkward at the crucial moment. He was very confident and made his principal's face feel a little glorious.

In the summer, I opened my eyes and glanced at the faces of Chen Guang and Yang Fan. His body was suddenly relaxed, and he said softly: "Principal Chen laughed. The identity of the city's lord is honorable, how can he fall down? To bully a little warrior?"

"Just now I just saw that my loved girl was bullied, and I was a little bit distracted when I was excited. I hope that President Chen will not take it seriously."

It is clear in the summer that he came to Xichu City this time. For an infamous Yang Fan, it is worthwhile to let them take so many lives.

Not to mention, he has just achieved the Grand Master's realm with the help of Charlotte's undead blood. His strength is far less than the peak of Grand Master Zhu Huanan. If he is too arrogant, he will really die in this West Chu City.

"Understandable, understandable, after all, Yang Fan, the bastard, has done too much. How can he be so violent to a girl’s family?"

Chen Guang’s face was once again filled with a kind smile, and he slapped a slap on Yang Fan’s head fiercely, saying, “Master Xia Cheng, rest assured, I will definitely teach this little bastard!” /

"Really, what’s wrong with someone wanting to kill you? You can fight back if you want to kill you? It’s fine if you can’t just avoid it. Even if you can’t avoid it, what’s the point of being scratched twice? The rough meat is thick, and the little girl can't hurt you, right?"

What is the meaning of Chen Guang's mouth in the summer? Is it ridiculous to mock his daughter's strength?

Yang Fan's face was wronged: "Principal Chen, can this blame me, Xia Zixuan is a martial arts ninth level, and his strength is one level higher than me, how can I know that she can't help beating like this?"

"Also, I knew I would get old when I played a small one. I just sat there and let her play it anyway. Anyway, it's hard to escape, and what's the resistance?"

"From my point of view, if there is anything else happening in the future, everyone will put their own backings out, compare and measure, the one who is the strongest backing is the most powerful and saves trouble?"

Chen Guang couldn’t help but stretched his thumb to Yang Fan. The child’s mouth was quite sharp, but it was too poisonous. You said it so straightforwardly, letting people’s faces go, I didn’t see Xia Da Has the face of the city master turned into liver?

"Hum!"

In summer, he hummed as if he didn’t hear it, but Yang Fan felt his body sink, and the whole person fell into the floor, leaving only one head on it.

The master can’t be humiliated, don’t kill you, can’t I still teach you?

Chen Guang turned his head and didn’t see anything. He smiled and reached out to Summer, inviting: "Xia Chengzhu, this is not a place to speak, or shall we go to my office to talk about it? I still have There is a little healing medicine, maybe it will help Zi Xuan's injury."

"Alright, there is Principal Chen Chen."

Nodded in the summer, did not refuse.

Chen Guang walked in front to lead him, and at the same time he asked quietly: "I have never heard of it before. The Lord Xia Cheng has actually broken into the realm of the guru. Soon, Chen Mou went to congratulate..."

"President Chen is very kind, just a fluke, not worth mentioning..."

The two people talked about their homely habits and seemed to leave class 29 classroom slowly, leaving only a group of dumbfounded teachers and students, and Yang Fan who was still struggling to get out of the ground.

Just like fighting, killing, and struggling, I started to shake hands and go away in the blink of an eye. Is the relationship between these big people so complicated?

As soon as summer came, Huang Zhong’s pressure was lost. He gasped for a long time, barely got up from the ground, and raised his hand to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, a little lost.

The blows he has suffered today are stronger than those he has suffered in the past thirty-two years, and he has begun to doubt his life a bit.

It’s okay to be beaten down by Wang Zhe. He was spitting blood when he was pressed by the guru, but he had just been compared by the student he had always looked down upon the most. He was ashamed of his grandma’s family. How can he face the students of Class 29 in the future?

The classroom was cluttered, the walls were broken with a big hole, and there seemed to be no need to continue.

Huang Zhong looked up and just woke up from the deterrence of the master. The students who were indifferent to him waved weakly and said, "The next class will be temporarily canceled. Everyone will leave school today. Remember to be normal tomorrow morning. Come to class."

"Oh, and the three of you, the cold, Huayue, and Zhao Chu, remember tomorrow to be half an hour early to participate in the resource competition trial in the final season of the graduation class."

Huang Zhong finally lightly glanced at Yang Fan, who had just crawled out of the ground, hesitated, and said: "If you want to participate, Yang Fan can come and register with me later. The list is passed up."

In principle, resource competition is not limited to cultivation, as long as you want, any student in the school will have the opportunity to participate.

It’s just because the conditions of the trial are too cruel, and they are generally trained as students who are less than the ninth level of the martial arts. The head teachers of each class will not recommend participating in it, because if the cultivation is too low, even the monsters will be killed. It's hard to pass, let alone the final points battle.

Originally, in Class 29, only Yan Han, Hua Yue, and Zhao Chu had the strength and qualification to participate in the trial, but now, only Yang Fan, the eighth-level martial artist, seems to have such strength.

"Thank you Teacher Huang for your kindness!" Yang Fan patted the dust on her body and thanked Huang Zhong with a smile. "However, in the morning, my cousin had already signed me up with President Chen, No more trouble for Teacher Huang."

As soon as Yang Fan mentioned the words cousin, Huang Zhong instantly recalled the not-so-good memories more than two hours ago. With a sharp corner of his mouth, he nodded and picked up the table. The lesson plan, turn around and leave.

This student Yang Fan is still very polite, just because every time Mao speaks to him, there is always an urge to shoot him down to the ground?

You must have felt this way during the summer, otherwise how could you clap Yang Fan into the floor so cleverly that you couldn’t pull it off?

At this moment, Huang Zhong and his enemies have a sense of identity similar to that seen by heroes.

"Brother Fan!"

The fat man An Sheng suddenly came over at this time, attentively reached out to pat the dust on Yang Fan’s clothes behind him, and at the same time his mouth was nonstop. Zong's death was really awesome. The little brother's respect for you is like a torrent of water, endless..."

Yang Fan couldn't help but look back at An Sheng. He didn't expect such an old stalk to know it. It seems that he usually didn't delve into the skills of flattering.

However, this kid just saw his guru just like a mouse and saw his cat, so he shrunk his neck. Why are he not afraid now?

I haven’t gone far in the summer. Didn’t you see that all the other students in the class gave him a look like a viper?

A little rookie who has just offended the guru-level warrior, can’t survive even tomorrow, who dares to take care of it easily, in case the guru is angry?

"Why, I am not afraid of being implicated by me?" Yang Fan asked An Sheng with an eyebrow raised.

An Sheng flicked his lips, disdainful: "A new little guru, I am afraid he is a bird. If I was not afraid of exposing his identity in advance, I could cure him on my knees and call him Daddy in minutes!"

The little fat man’s cowhide blew loudly. If it were not for him to carefully arrange a noise barrier before speaking, Yang Fan might have believed it.

"Of course." Afraid of Yang Fan's heart, An Sheng answered: "If Brother Fan is really in danger of life, I will definitely not stand by and watch, even if I take the risk of being exposed, I will definitely be in time. Save each other."

"Don’t believe it, this year, when you’re away from home, who hasn’t figured out the amulet for life-saving use in your pocket, right? For the sake of you, I am willing to give you a precious amulet!"

"Isn't it just that I haven't always had the opportunity to use it, so how can you say that you are a lucky man of Jiren, this luck, this strength, it's against the sky!"

Yang Fan smiled and shook his head. Who can do the Zhuge afterwards? Now that everything has passed, let’s talk about it. Is there a fart?

The fat man’s origin is extraordinary. Maybe he really has something to kill the guru, but will he really waste his life-saving opportunity for an outsider?

Yang Fan is not sure, because this fat man really does not look like the kind of person who is willing to deny himself, and it is too insignificant to develop.

"Okay, don't be verbose again! Since I have agreed, I won't regret it." Yang Fan said softly to him: "I will accompany you to the land of spirit source, as it takes up your place in your home. Remuneration~IndoMTL.com~ In the mysterious environment, I will advance in advance of my ability to ensure your safety."

An Sheng feels safe.

It’s better not to change the Gua. After seeing Yang Fan’s powerful strength capable of carrying the guru’s coercion, his confidence in Yang Fan becomes more and more abundant.

After all, it is the talented players who are under 20 years old who can enter the spirit source, but they are not geniuses, and it is impossible for them to reach the guru state before the age of 20.

Yang Fan is now so strong that he can withstand the coercive attacks of the guru level. Wouldn’t it be easier to deal with the young ones who only have the highest level of the martial arts peak?

An Sheng still wanted to say something more, but Yang Fan stopped him with his eyes. An Sheng seemed to feel it. He could not help but glanced back to see Yan Han, Huayue and Zhao Chu walking towards them together. Over here.

Yang Fan's spirit moved, instantly breaking the mental barrier under An Sheng cloth, and then quietly looked up to the three people who had approached.

"Yang Fan, tomorrow's resource competition trial, do you want to team up together?" Huayue asked Yang Fan softly and softly: "We are all in a class, we are familiar with each other. It’s better to have a look in the wild, what do you say?"

Yan Han and Zhao Chu also appeared to Yang Fan at the same time, a eager flash in their eyes.

No matter how wasteful Yang Fan was before, at least now Yang Fan has shown them his strong side. Such people are already qualified to be their teammates.

Yang Fan's mouth was slightly tilted, her eyes swept through the cold and Zhao Chu, and finally fell on Huayuejiao's pretty and handsome face, arms in her arms, her chest raised high, with a trace of cold and proud in contempt, Lightly said: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of cooperating with waste!"

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