Chapter 42
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"Have you had enough?"
Suddenly, a reprimanding voice sounded out, and a middle-aged man with slightly white hair and a resolute face appeared between Long Bufan and Yang Feng at an unknown time.
The middle-aged man glanced at Long Bufan in his beast form and frowned slightly. A trace of doubt flashed through his eagle-like eyes.
"I was standing at the door. How did he get in?" Long Bufan was secretly shocked. This middle-aged man was able to appear without anyone noticing. This meant that his strength was several levels higher than theirs!
"Yang Feng, do you know what you are doing?" The middle-aged man stared at Yang Feng with a dignified gaze and reprimanded him in a deep and loud voice.
Yang Feng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some fear. His imposing manner just now was like a broken balloon that disappeared in an instant.
This man was the most powerful person in the Outer Hall, the Lord of the Outer Hall — Wang Yi!
Then, another five black shadows flashed and appeared in the classroom. They stood respectfully behind Wang Yi. These five people's auras were restrained. They were dressed in black robes and had red half-moon badges on their chests, symbolizing their status as Black Deacons.
The deacons of the Spirit Profound Martial House were divided into two ranks, white and black. The white deacon was a probationary deacon, and Yang Feng's other identity was a white deacon. The black deacon's position was even higher, and his strength was correspondingly stronger. Deacons symbolized a force in the Sect's management system. They were clear about rewards and punishments. No matter who violated the Sect's rules, a Deacon would appear.
Yang Feng first saluted Wang Yi as a disciple and said submissively, "Lord, Long Bufan is arrogant and conceited. He is very dissatisfied with me as the acting tutor. Because he disturbed the order of the swordsmanship class, I stopped his arrogant behavior."
"Lord?!"
The people present were all new disciples of the Outer Hall. Naturally, they had not seen the Lord's appearance. At this moment, when they heard Yang Feng's address, their hearts trembled. They immediately bowed in fear and said in unison, "Disciples greet the Lord."
Wang Yi looked at Long Bufan with his hawk-like cold eyes and asked, "Is what he said true?"
With a slight thought, Long Bufan's muscles wriggled quickly, and the dragon scales on his arms also faded quickly. In the blink of an eye, he removed his beast form. He looked at Wang Yi and said, "The person who is disturbing the order is Yang Feng himself. Your Excellency Hall Master, may I ask, as a person with a low cultivation base, would I be stupid enough to challenge my Senior Brother who is several times stronger than me?"
"This is not a reason." Wang Yi's face was indifferent as he coldly snorted, "You are all disciples of the sect, yet you are fighting in the sacred lecture room. No matter who is right or wrong, this is a violation of the sect rules and cannot be forgiven. Long Bufan, since this is your first offense, I will not demote you back to being a handyman. You will be punished to work in the Sect's farm for half a year. During this half year, you will be deprived of all cultivation resources as an Outer Hall disciple! "
"Damn it, this guy is too cruel. Half a year …" Long Bufan secretly cursed in his heart. But then he thought about it. The Sect's farm was not an ordinary livestock farm. There were all kinds of Demon Beasts. When he was in the Ovens, he and Big Fatty Zhu had secretly eaten Demon Beast meat that only Inner Hall disciples were qualified to eat. That kind of meat was not only tender and delicious, but most importantly, it could improve one's strength after eating it, which was a great help to the improvement of one's cultivation.
Thinking of this, Long Bufan subconsciously licked his lips.
"Yang Feng, as Deacon Bai, you knowingly broke the law. You will be punished even more. 100 Sect contribution points will be deducted from you and you will be deprived of cultivation resources for one year." Wang Yi said ruthlessly.
Yang Feng, who was gloating over Long Bufan's punishment, heard this. His chest tightened and his face suddenly turned green and white. The cultivation resources of the Outer Hall were not important to him now that he was at the late stage of Tianyuan Realm. But the contribution points were related to his promotion to the Inner Hall. 100 Sect contribution points. Even if he did tasks day and night, it would take him half a year to accumulate them.
Originally, he only needed to complete one more task to be promoted to the Inner Hall. But now he had to delay it for at least half a year. This made Yang Feng's heart completely hurt.
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