Exposed to Xia Tianlai's gaze, Yang Fan was so nervous that he wanted to curse.
This Chen Guang actually gambled with his life. He was indeed vicious.
What if Xia Tianlai didn't feel threatened and impulsively slapped him again?
At that time, he would already be dead. Would he still care if someone helped him take revenge?
Bastard!
It was easy for him to say that!
Curse him to have a son without a d * ck!
No, he was already an old man. How could he have a son? How about I curse him to have a son without a d * ck?
Yang Fan cursed in his heart. If he was strong enough, he would have smacked Chen Guang to death with a single slap. How infuriating!
However, no matter how nervous he was, he couldn't show it on his face. Otherwise, others would think that he had a guilty conscience and might really slap him. At that time, he wouldn't even have a place to cry.
Yang Fan straightened his body and put on a calm expression as if he was facing death with equanimity. He raised his eyes at a forty-five degree angle and calmly looked at Xia Tianlai, as if to say, "I'm right here. Come and kill me if you can."
Arrogance, indignation, and provocation.
Chen Guang looked at Yang Fan with satisfaction. This kid wasn't bad. At the crucial moment, he wasn't afraid and acted with confidence. It made him, the principal, feel proud.
Xia Tianlai's eyes widened as he glanced at Chen Guang and Yang Fan. His aura suddenly relaxed as he said, "Principal Chen, you must be joking. This city lord's status is noble. Why would I lower myself to bully a little Martial Disciple?"
"Just now, I saw my beloved daughter being bullied and lost my composure in a moment of excitement. I hope Principal Chen doesn't take it to heart."
Xia Tianlai was very clear about his purpose in coming to West Chu City. For the unknown Yang Fan, it wasn't worth it to sacrifice so many people's lives.
Moreover, he had just used Xia Luo's undying bloodline to reach the Martial Scholar realm. His strength was far from Zhu Huanan's peak Martial Scholar realm. If he was too arrogant, he might really die in West Chu City.
"It's understandable, it's understandable. After all, Yang Fan has gone too far. How can he be so violent to a little girl?"
Chen Guang's face was brimming with a smile as he slapped Yang Fan's head. "Rest assured, City Lord Xia. I will definitely teach this brat a lesson later!"
"Seriously, so what if others want to kill you? You can fight back just because they want to kill you? Why don't you just dodge it? Even if you can't dodge it, it doesn't matter if you get scratched a few times. Anyway, your skin is rough and the little girl can't hurt you, right? "
Xia Tianlai's lips twitched. What did Chen Guang mean by that? Was he mocking his daughter for being weak and unable to break through his defenses?
Yang Fan looked aggrieved. "President Chen, can you blame me for this? Xia Zixuan is a Level Nine Martial Disciple. She's one level higher than me. How would I know that she would be so weak?"
"Also, if I knew that the old one would come after I hit the young one, I would've just sat there and let her hit me. Since I can't escape anyway, what's the point of resisting?"
"In my opinion, if we encounter any trouble in the future, we should bring out our backers and compare. Whoever has the strongest backer will be the best. How much easier would that be?"
Chen Guang couldn't help but give Yang Fan a thumbs up. This kid's mouth was pretty sharp, but it was a little too vicious. You said it so bluntly, where was the other party's face? Didn't you see that City Lord Xia's face was about to turn into a pig's liver?
"Hmph!"
Xia Tianlai snorted and pretended not to hear it. However, Yang Fan felt his body sink as his entire body sank into the floor, leaving only his head above.
A Master cannot be humiliated. Even if I don't kill you, can't I teach you a lesson?
Chen Guang turned his head and pretended not to see anything. He smiled and extended his hand to Xia Tianlai and invited, "City Lord Xia, this isn't the place to talk. Why don't we talk in my office? I still have some healing medicine. It might be helpful for Zixuan's injuries. "
"Sure, thank you, President Chen."
Xia Tianlai nodded and didn't reject.
Chen Guang walked in front to lead the way. At the same time, he asked softly, "I've never heard that Mayor Xia has broken through to the Grandmaster realm. This is truly a joyous occasion. Why didn't you inform me in advance of such a joyous occasion? I would have gone over to congratulate you..."
"You're too kind, President Chen. It was just a fluke. It's not worth mentioning …"
The two of them chatted and left Class 29's classroom slowly, leaving behind a group of stunned teachers and students, as well as Yang Fan, who was still struggling to get out of the ground.
Just a moment ago, they were still fighting, ready to fight to the death. In the blink of an eye, they were shaking hands and leaving together. Were the relationships between these big shots so complicated?
After Xia Tianlai left, the pressure on Huang Zhong's body disappeared. He took a long breath and struggled to get up from the ground. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was a little dazed.
The blow he received today was more powerful than all the blows he had received in the past 32 years. It was so powerful that he began to doubt his life.
It was one thing to be beaten down by Wang Zhe, and he had nothing to say when he was suppressed by a Grandmaster to the point of vomiting blood. However, he was actually defeated by the student he had always looked down on the most. It was really embarrassing. How could he still have the face to face the students of Class 29 in the future?
The classroom was in a mess. There was a big hole in the wall. It seemed that there was no need to continue the lecture.
Huang Zhong raised his head and looked at the indifferent students who had just woken up from the Master's intimidation. He waved his hand weakly and said, "The following classes are temporarily canceled. Everyone can leave school early today. Remember to come to class tomorrow morning as usual."
"Oh, also, Yan Han, Hua Yue, Zhao Zhu, you three must remember to come half an hour early tomorrow to participate in the last season's resource competition trial."
Huang Zhong finally glanced at Yang Fan who had just crawled out of the ground. He hesitated for a moment and said, "If student Yang Fan wants to participate, you can come and register with me later. I will hand over the final name list later."
In principle, the resource competition did not limit one's cultivation level. As long as you wanted, any student in the school had the opportunity to participate.
It was just that the conditions of the trial were too cruel. Generally, students who had not reached the ninth level of Martial Disciple would not be recommended to participate. This was because if their cultivation level was too low, they would not even be able to pass the stage of hunting Demonic Beasts, let alone the final point competition.
Originally, only Yan Han, Hua Yue, and Zhao Zhu in Class 29 had the strength and qualifications to participate in the trial. But now, Yang Fan, who was only a eighth level Martial Disciple, seemed to have the strength and qualifications to participate.
"Thank you for your kindness, Teacher Huang!" Yang Fan patted the dust off his body and thanked Huang Zhong with a smile. "However, my cousin has already helped me register with Headmaster Chen in the morning. I won't trouble Teacher Huang anymore."
Hearing Yang Fan mention the word 'cousin', Huang Zhong instantly recalled the unpleasant memory from two hours ago. The corner of his mouth twitched. He nodded lightly, picked up the lesson plan on the table, and turned to leave.
Yang Fan, this student, was still very polite. It was just that every time he spoke to him, he always had the urge to slap him into the ground.
Just now, Xia Tianlai must have had the same feeling. Otherwise, how could he so coincidentally pin Yang Fan into the floor and not be able to dig him out?
At this moment, Huang Zhong actually felt a sense of identification with his enemy, as if he was a hero who thought the same way.
"Brother Fan is mighty!"
Little fatty An Sheng suddenly came over and attentively patted the dust on Yang Fan's clothes. At the same time, he kept flattering, "You have the guts to fight against a Martial Master level warrior and not be killed by Zong Si. You're really awesome. This little brother's admiration for you is like a torrential river, endless …"
Yang Fan could not help but look back at An Sheng. He did not expect him to know such an old joke. It seemed like he had studied the art of flattery quite a bit.
However, this brat was like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw a Martial Master. Why was he not afraid now?
Xia Tianlai did not go far. Did he not see that the other students in the class were all avoiding him like he was a snake or a scorpion?
A noob who had just offended a Martial Master level warrior might not even be able to live past tomorrow. Who would dare to care about him? What if he angered the Martial Master?
"What, you're not afraid of being implicated by me?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked An Sheng.
An Sheng curled his lips and said in disdain, "He's just a new Martial Master. Why would I be afraid of him? If I wasn't afraid of exposing my identity, I would have made him kneel on the ground and call me daddy!"
The little fatty's boasting was so loud that it shook the sky. If he did not carefully set up a sound barrier before speaking, Yang Fan might have really believed him.
"Of course." Afraid that Yang Fan would think too much, An Sheng continued, "If Brother Fan is really in danger, I will definitely not stand by and do nothing. Even if I have to take the risk of being exposed, I will definitely save you in time."
"You still don't believe me? Who doesn't have a protective talisman in their pocket when they go out these days? For Brother Fan, no matter how precious the talisman is, I am willing to give it up! "
"It's just that I didn't have the chance to use it just now. So no matter what, Brother Fan, you are blessed by the heavens. This luck, this strength, it's all heaven-defying!"
Yang Fan smiled and shook his head. Who could be Zhuge after the incident? Now that it was all in the past, what was the use of talking about this?
This fatty's background was extraordinary. He might really have some trump card that could deal with a Martial Master, but would he really waste his chance to save his life for an outsider?
Yang Fan was not sure, because this fatty did not look like someone who was willing to sacrifice himself for others. His development was too wretched.
"Alright, stop being so long-winded! Since I've already agreed, I won't go back on my word. " Yang Fan said to him indifferently, "I will accompany you to the Spirit Origin Land. As a reward for taking up your An Family's quota, I will do my best to ensure your safety in the secret realm."
An Sheng felt relieved.
It was good that he didn't change his mind. After seeing Yang Fan's strength, which was able to withstand the pressure of a Martial Master, he was even more confident in Yang Fan.
After all, those who were able to enter the Spirit Origin Land were all geniuses under the age of twenty. However, no matter how talented they were, it was impossible for them to reach the Martial Master realm before the age of twenty.
Yang Fan was already so awesome that he could even withstand the pressure of a Martial Master. Wouldn't it be even easier for him to deal with those young people who were at most at the peak of the Martial Master realm?
An Sheng still wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yang Fan's gaze. An Sheng seemed to have sensed something and couldn't help but look back. He saw Yan Han, Hua Yue, and Zhao Chu walking towards them together.
Yang Fan's mind moved, instantly breaking the mental barrier that An Sheng had set up. Then, he quietly raised his head and looked at the three people who had already walked up to him.
"Yang Fan, do you want to form a team for tomorrow's resource competition trial?" Hua Yue asked Yang Fan in a crisp and gentle voice. "We're all in the same class and are familiar with each other. If we form a team, we can take care of each other in the wild. What do you think?"
Yan Han and Zhao Chu also looked at Yang Fan at the same time, a hint of eagerness flashing in their eyes.
No matter how useless Yang Fan was before, at least the current Yang Fan had shown them his strong side. Such a person was already qualified to be their teammate.
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up slightly. His gaze swept across Yan Han and Zhao Chu, and finally landed on Hua Yue's pretty little face. He crossed his arms and puffed out his chest. There was a hint of coldness and arrogance in his disdain as he said indifferently, "Sorry, I don't have the habit of working with trash!"
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