Chapter 1734
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"That's right! Little friend Feng's thoughts are also my thoughts. Our Raging Scale Academy's temple is too small and can't accommodate great buddhas like you. Go back to where you came from … "
Principal Ren immediately stood up to support Feng Yixiu's decision. He then waved his hand impatiently, indicating that those without badges could leave.
Since he had already said that, the teachers and students who had abandoned their badges could only leave the celebration banquet with their tails between their legs. They were preparing to pack their bags and leave the Raging Scale Academy …
After this incident, the Raging Scale Academy would undoubtedly become the head of the four sacred academies. All voices of doubt would cease.
But now, they had to leave the best sacred academy in Huaxia because of a moment of weakness. This regret would be something they would never forget for the rest of their lives …
"Hmph … A bunch of short-sighted fence-sitters. How did I recruit such trash in the first place …" Principal Ren coldly watched the group of people leave. He gradually calmed down before slowly sitting down in his seat.
When Principal Ren saw Feng Yixiu, he couldn't hide his admiration and happiness. He quickly chuckled and said, "You must be tired, Feng! Please, take a seat! "
Feng Yixiu couldn't refuse Principal Ren's hospitality, so he could only sit down beside him. This was an honorable position that only the higher-ups of the academy could sit in.
This also meant that Principal Ren treated Feng Yixiu as one of his own and didn't care about what others thought …
"Young friend Feng, you have helped me out once again. Otherwise, I would have really been screwed over by that Lin Xuan …" Headmaster Ren patted Feng Yixiu's shoulder with a face full of smiles. Soon after, he said in a gentle voice, "You have once again helped me and our Raging Scales Academy gain face!"
Feng Yixiu smiled faintly and said, "I've long treated the Raging Scale Academy as my home. How could I allow others to humiliate my home? Principal Ren, you don't have to be so polite …"
"The spear art you used just now was truly exquisite! I was simply stunned. Did Teacher Xuan Ji teach you that? "Principal Ren asked curiously.
Before Feng Yixiu could reply, Teacher Xuan Ji shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Principal Ren, you think too highly of me. If I had such a spear art, I wouldn't be called the Thousand Leaves Sword Saint, but the Spear God …"
"Oh? Since it wasn't taught by Teacher Xuan Ji, then where did little friend Feng learn it from? If you have some expert guiding you, I wonder if you would be interested in coming to the Raging Scales Academy to develop? "Dean Yi Xiu asked in a low voice.
Feng Yixiu smiled helplessly. It turned out that Dean Ren was waiting for him!
But even if I dared to invite you, you wouldn't dare to accept!
Feng Yixiu rubbed his nose awkwardly and said shamelessly, "No one guided me. I figured it out myself."
"Oh my god! You're not joking with me, are you? "Dean Ren's pupils contracted abruptly as he asked in disbelief.
The difficulty of creating one's own spear technique was incomparable to learning a spear technique. The difficulty could be said to have increased exponentially!
"No … I'm not joking. Moreover, I've been living in the manor all this time. Others might not know if there were other people in the manor, but how could Teacher Xuan Ji and the others not know?" Feng Yixiu smiled faintly.
Teacher Xuan Ji nodded and said in a low voice, "Feng Yixiu is a martial arts genius. Not only is his comprehension of spear techniques heaven-defying, but his swordsmanship is also superior to mine. I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Dean Ren, but all these years, I've never had the nerve to teach him a single sword technique …"
"What? Little friend Feng also figured out his own swordsmanship? "Dean Ren looked at Feng Yixiu as if he was looking at a monster.
Feng Yixiu's expression was strange. He touched his neck and said indifferently, "You can say that …"
Anyway, he was not afraid of being bitten by lice. Compared to saying that he was taught by the first Holy Ghost King and Black Dragon Emperor, this was probably a little more believable.
If he told the truth, he would probably be laughed at by Dean Ren and Teacher Xuan Ji …
"Good fellow! You really are a peerless monster! But for some reason, I feel like Little friend Feng's spear technique is a little familiar, as if I've seen it before, "Dean Ren muttered to himself with a frown.
"Oh? Dean Ren, have you seen it before? "Feng Yixiu asked in return.
"I haven't, but I feel like it's very familiar …" Dean Ren stroked his stubble, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "I remember now! I realize that the aura you give off when you use the Azure Dragon Holy Spear is very similar to the first Holy Ghost King recorded in history. Especially your back view, it's as if you were cast from the same mold! "
"Yes, yes … Now that Dean Ren mentioned it, I also feel that it's quite similar …" Teacher Xuan Ji nodded in agreement.
Feng Yixiu rubbed his nose awkwardly and muttered softly, "Your senses are really accurate …"
"What are you talking about?" Dean Ren asked curiously.
"Nothing, I'm just saying that you guys are really daring. The first Holy Ghost King is one of the pioneers of China. How can I be compared to a great man like him …" Feng Yixiu smiled and said indifferently.
"Hahaha … I'm just saying. He's a great man who lived for more than three hundred years. It's already very disrespectful of me to say that. Please forgive me, First Holy Ghost King …" Dean Ren cupped his fists respectfully and said sincerely.
"It's fine, I'll forgive you on his behalf …" Feng Yixiu said with a smile.
"You're really going with the flow, aren't you?" Dean Ren knocked Feng Yixiu's forehead with a serious expression. Then, he said seriously, "You can't joke around like that. He'll get angry if he hears it!"
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