I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 248: Clash, Luocheng Martial Arts School!
The door is open.
Wang Zhe took the six students and disembarked in sequence.
Dazheng’s interprovincial airships depart once every half a month and are directed to Zhenshou Mansion. Residents of about eight cities nearby martial arts warriors. If you want to go to Zhenshou Mansion, Dazheng City is their must pass. .
It is said that this route has been in operation for more than 30 years, and it has been unimpeded. Even if Yuer encounters some unsightly birds or high-level monsters, the three people on the interprovincial airship travel with the ship. Guru Pinnacle, a spiritual spiritualist, can also easily solve problems.
Moreover, the interprovincial airship itself is a huge mobile city. Both the inside and outside of the hull are protected by formations. The formation rank is even higher than that of Xichu’s moat formation. Even if it encounters a monster of the king level, it also has a certain defensive power.
An Sheng followed behind Yang Fan and looked at the giant airship with a height of 100 meters in front. He pointed to Yang Fan and asked, "Brother Fan, do you know how much it takes to ride such an interprovincial transportation airship?"
Don't wait for Yang Fan to answer, An Sheng said voluntarily, "Everyone has at least 50,000 Fed. We have a group of seven people, and we will spend at least 750,000 Fed. "
Yang Fan was startled.
So expensive?
It’s just a trip to Zhenshou Mansion, and Te Miao can actually spend their Yangjia Restaurant’s nearly five years of pure income, real chickens!
However, the fat man suddenly told him what to do with this, was he showing off?
"Really?" Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze exclaimed at the same time, looking at An Sheng inexplicably. Obviously, An Sheng's voice was small, but they were all heard by them.
Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze have the same family history. They have never been out of the West Chu City. They are only occasionally heard of behemoths like interprovincial airships.
I never thought about it. Just riding this interprovincial airship, it would cost 50,000 federal dollars.
Compared to the two of them, Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui seemed calmer. Obviously, they had some understanding of the interprovincial airship, and they were not surprised at the price of this kind of ticket.
"Cut!" An Sheng glanced contemptuously at Zhu Yuchen and said, "It's really fake, look at your little appearance that hasn't seen the world, this is just an interprovincial airship, if you let you know You may be surprised at the price of the intercontinental spaceship ticket!"
As soon as the ticket for the intercontinental airship was mentioned, An Sheng's heart and soul were sore.
One hundred thousand yuan is just the single ticket for the lowest class economy class. Poorly, he now has no more than two thousand tickets, but he still dreams of taking Yang Fan to the Lingyuan Land after the college entrance examination.
So poor!
"Spirit!"
Whether An Sheng is referring to Sang Xuanhuai, Yang Fan has unconsciously started to take the seat, so when he saw the little fat man looking at the turtle like a scornful look, Yang Fan gave An Sheng a polite way.
I heard An Sheng suddenly mentioned the ticket of the intercontinental spaceship, and Yang Fan instantly understood the meaning of the dead fat man.
If you want a place of spiritual resources, travel expenses are undoubtedly a huge problem. Ansheng, who is so poor now, is almost a ghost. How can he afford to pay for the intercontinental spacecraft?
This girl is clearly reminding him in disguise that it is time to buy the road money.
Small sample, the scheming is quite deep, even dare to change the routine to become a teacher.
Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng contemptuously, he couldn’t even afford the ticket, and he went to a place where the spirits of a chicken were.
This guy, this time participating so aggressively in the resource competition for Zhenshoufu, wouldn’t it be for the ticket money?
An Sheng's body was stiff, and his face turned red and sweaty, and his expression was as painful as constipation.
"Master Rao Ming, I know I’m wrong!"
An Sheng Second Counseling, quickly confessed to Yang Fan.
In just a moment, he felt that Yang Fan’s spiritual power was like a vast river and swept across him, and his mental defense was like a thin layer of paper in Yang Fan’s spiritual attack. Even if the time of zero and one second is not sustained, Yang Fan pierced directly.
"It's so powerful! Compared to yesterday, it seems to be a lot more powerful! This monster, how far has his spiritual cultivation progressed to level 4 or level 5?"
An Sheng was trembling, and the longer he stayed with Yang Fan, the more he could feel Yang Fan’s power, and it couldn’t be better.
It seems that standing next to Yang Fan, his identity as a little apprentice seems to be more and more appropriate.
In front of the old man in An Dao, An Sheng did not feel so frustrated and powerless.
"An Sheng, who do you say..."
Zhu Yuchen is not a good-tempered person. He was so contemptuously scorned by An Sheng. There was a sudden fire in his chest. This dead fat man seemed to be a little bit beaten.
How can a spiritual teacher, Chu Feiyun can cure him, and Zhu Yuchen can do the same!
Zhu Yuchen was about to step forward to give An Sheng a memorable lesson, but he saw that An Sheng’s chubby face suddenly turned into a cooked crayfish, with a faint white mist in the red.
This is what happened.
Are you cooked, or will you become a fairy?
"Student Zhu Yuchen, classmate Jin Wenze, I'm sorry, I was just cheap, I shouldn't be talkative, please forgive me!"
The next second, An Sheng's attitude turned 180 degrees, turned directly to Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze, bowed and apologized, sincere attitude, even the two bystanders Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui were about to be moved .
The four of them could not help glancing at Yang Fan, who was closest to An Sheng at the same time. No need to ask, it must be that Yang Fan just gave this little fat man an unforgettable lesson, otherwise this girl would never be so honest.
Let the second-level spiritual students like An Sheng surrender to frustration without unknowingly resisting. Classmate Yang Fan really has two brushes. It is true that he defeated Chu Feiyun and won resources in one fell swoop. Players competing for the trial championship.
Zhu Yuchen snorted softly at An Sheng, the flames in his chest faded away, and he threw away his sleeves and ignored them. After all, they are all members of a team. If he wasn’t too angry, he wouldn’t want to get into trouble before the game.
Jin Wenze is the same, and even gave Yang Fan a grateful glance, but he had suffered a loss in the hands of An Sheng. Naturally knowing the insidious and terrible place of An Sheng, this little fat man, if something goes wrong, he and Zhu Yuchen Two, really not necessarily opponents of others.
Fortunately, Yang Fan shot in time to make everyone's face passable, avoiding many conflicts and embarrassments.
"Okay, this matter was revealed here." Yang Fan raised his hand and patted An Sheng's shoulder, secretly helped him relieve the acupuncture sensation caused by the mental spiky, and said to Zhu Yuchen a few people with a small smile
"Everyone is on the same boat now. I don’t want to have any quarrels and unpleasantness with each other. After all, we went to the guard house this time, but who went to the champion of the ring race, who would dare to fight internally, intentionally Trick or treat, I won't be soft."
Speaking, Yang Fan deliberately looked down at An Sheng again, and asked softly, "Student An Sheng, do you think I made sense?"
An Sheng nodded quickly. "It's more than justified, it's just a famous saying. If anyone dares to have an opinion, I'll be the first one to let him go!"
This pony is fart, very comfortable.
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction, and he liked An Sheng's enthusiasm for being practical.
Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui glanced contemptuously at An Sheng at the same time. There was such a bullying and hard-leaning experience, which made them suspect and prejudiced for the first time the spiritual teacher of the great Guangzheng profession.
Even a guy like Ansheng can become a spiritual teacher. God really doesn’t open his eyes.
However, they agree with Yang Fan very much. Anyway, their goal now is to win the championship in the competition, to fight for more training resources for the South China Military Academy and for themselves.
Although this guy An Sheng is a little bit obtuse and has a little bit of mouth, but after all, he is a second-level spiritual trainer and a team member of the team. With him in, his performance in the ring game will indeed be There is no small help.
So, I can only be patient for a while.
"Hahaha, I laughed to death!"
"Brothers, guess what I just saw? I saw several toads squatting at the entrance of the waiting room and yawning. They also said in a dare that they want to win the championship of the resources of the defense department to compete in the competition. You said Funny, funny?!"
After the mediation of Yang Fan, all the members of the South China School team put down their prejudices. When they were about to lift their feet into the waiting hall, a arrogant voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Laughter is mad, uncovered, and beside him, there are five young men wearing the same student costumes as him. These people, arms around, are sneering and sneering with a mocking and disdainful expression on their faces. Watching Yang Fan them.
Yang Fan saw the words Luocheng Wu School printed on the front of their school uniforms. Obviously, these people were also the participants who were going to the provincial guards by interprovincial airship.
I was talking about a thin tall man with a length of one meter and nine feet, which was as thin as a bamboo pole, but his voice was surprisingly large. With a loud laugh, he almost attracted the attention of all the passers-by around him. .
"The third level of the martial arts master is equivalent to Chu Feiyun, no wonder it is so arrogant."
Yang Fan can see at a glance that this thin and tall man is strong, and his heart is dark, it seems that such a genius is not only in Xichu City, other cities, other martial arts schools, all No shortage.
Yang Fan looked at the tall and thin guys, and looked at the classmates behind him one by one. Then, the surprise in his heart was even worse. The people who were all clear were all third-level martial artists. This Luocheng martial school looks like a cow. Fork!
On the right side of this group of students, stood a middle-aged man with a black frame and myopic eyes, and a white and chubby face, like the leader of the Luocheng Wu School this time.
After the leader’s gaze first stayed on Wang Zhe’s body for a while, he kept looking at Yang Fan’s body, and finally stopped his eyes on Yang Fan’s body. Obviously, Yang Fan was exposed at the moment The strength training of the fourth-level martial artist has successfully aroused his attention.
Looking at this guy with a smile on his face, he sees that the students from the two schools are about to start a conflict, but there is no point to stop it~IndoMTL.com~ Yang Fan immediately believes that this leader teacher is definitely not a good person Even if he wears a pair of glasses, he can't conceal the unique breath of his gentle scum.
People who practice martial arts are generally strong and healthy, with good eyesight, and rarely have myopia, but the leader of the Luocheng Wu School wears a face, but it is a The thick bottom of the real bottle is definitely not the kind of flat mirror or empty frame specially made for cool.
A very strange person.
"This is the **** shell that came out of that pit. Why did he start spraying feces when he was on the street, so I quickly smoked Laozi to death, cleaning the robot, and not coming out soon to clean up this pile of bed bugs?! "
An Sheng opened his mouth, and the six students on the opposite face looked transient, and the murderous body was awe-inspiring.
However, Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui and others were in a good mood, and a feeling of antagonizing the enemy rose naturally from the bottom of my heart.
On the mouth gun attack, they served Ansheng, the little fat man.
He is good at being angry with himself, he is even better at being angry with outsiders!
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