"Sorry, I don't have the habit of working with trash!"
When Yang Fan looked up at a forty-five degree angle and said those words in an extremely calm tone, he felt very good. It was as if he was a tyrant looking down on the world and feeling lonely at the top. It was extremely comfortable!
No wonder these geniuses always liked to look down on him with disdain and condescension. It turned out that the feeling of looking down on others was actually so good!
Especially when Yang Fan saw the faces of Hua Yue and Yan Han, the two geniuses who were used to being high and mighty, turn black. Their eyes were filled with anger, but they had no choice but to suppress it. Yang Fan felt as if his life had reached a climax.
So high!
"This is what a genius is like! Heh, usually they can only step on those who are weaker than them, but I'm different. I, Yang Fan, have always stepped on the faces of geniuses. I'm just that awesome! I'm just that awesome! "
Yang Fan was completely arrogant. He had been the "Shame of Huanan" for three years in Huanan Martial Arts School. Now, he had finally turned the tables and was completely awesome.
Slapping the faces of these geniuses was really satisfying!
After saying that, Yang Fan was still unsatisfied. He glanced at Hua Yue and the other two in disdain and even deliberately stretched his face forward, putting on a lewd look that said, "Come and hit me if you're not satisfied."
He was so angry that even Yan Han, who had always been extremely calm, couldn't help but want to stamp his size 42 foot on Yang Fan's face.
Too f * cking arrogant!
He had never seen such an arrogant and despotic person!
In the past, when Yang Fan was trash, their attitude towards Yang Fan was at most to ignore him. When had there ever been someone like Yang Fan, pointing at someone else's nose and calling them trash in front of everyone?
He was like a mountain wolf, arrogant when he achieved success!
This guy was completely arrogant. The sudden increase in strength had caused his mentality to completely lose balance. This kind of person was destined to not have any great achievements in the future. Furthermore, he would definitely die very quickly and miserably!
Yan Han snorted coldly and turned to leave. He didn't want to stick his face to someone's cold butt.
Even if he didn't rely on Yang Fan, he could still achieve good results in the Resource Competition Trial. There was no need for him to bow down to others.
Zhao Zhu smiled awkwardly and returned to his seat, pretending to pack his things.
In fact, Zhao Zhu had been reluctant to invite Yang Fan since the beginning because it would be asking for humiliation.
After the series of events that happened today, Zhao Chu thought that he had seen through Yang Fan's character. This guy was a hedgehog that would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. He was astonishingly narrow-minded. Everyone who offended him seemed to have been avenged by him to the point that there was no possibility of reconciliation.
Look at what he had done today and the consequences of offending him.
Song Zian was still lying on the sickbed in the infirmary. He was half-crippled and his mouth had been smashed into a pulp by Xia Zixuan. He could not even find a place to drink water, let alone eat.
Huang Zhong had been hypnotized in public and cried bitterly. He had slapped himself and lost all his dignity. In the end, he had even been punched half to death by Yang Fan's cousin. Even though he was barely cured now, he was no longer as high-spirited as before. He was as honest as a quail. His confidence had fallen to the ground and he probably wouldn't be able to walk out of it in this lifetime.
Xia Zixuan even lost one of her legs to Yang Fan. In fact, it was right in front of a Grandmaster. She exploded with one punch. Even her bones and flesh turned into powder and vaporized, dispersing into the air. Just thinking about it was freaking terrifying.
And Hua Yue, the culprit behind all of this, actually wanted to rope in this incomparably cruel character. In Zhao Zhu's opinion, she was simply sending her face into the palm of Hua Yue's hand. She deserved to be slapped.
He did not even need to use his brain to think. Yang Fan could even hypnotize a Level 6 Martial Master like Huang Zhong. It was too easy for him to find out the truth from Song Zian or Xia Zixuan. With his vengeful personality, it would be strange if he treated Hua Yue nicely!
That was why Zhao Zhu had purposely stood behind just now so that when Hua Yue was slapped in the face, he would not be splashed with her blood.
As expected, Yang Fan had only used one sentence to successfully slap all three of their faces. Awkwardness, shame, anger, resentment, all sorts of emotions surged in their hearts.
However, they all knew that Yang Fan's power was at its peak now. There was also a quasi-Grandmaster standing up for him, so they could not afford to offend him.
Therefore, whether it was Yan Han or Zhao Zhu, they all chose to endure and retreat for now.
Yang Fan was now a pain in the ass. Even Xia Tianlai could not do anything to him, so what could they do to him?
Fight? Fight?
It seemed like that would only be more embarrassing.
Among the three of them, only Hua Yue stood still. The flower-like smile on her face gradually turned cold, and there was a hint of cold murderous intent in her eyes.
Since she was young, no one had ever dared to humiliate her like this in front of her!
Trash?
In front of those true geniuses, she might really be trash, but Yang Fan was only an iron-grade Level 1 trash. What right did he have to despise a silver-grade Level 5 like her as trash?!
"Yang Fan, do you think that you're amazing just because your cultivation has improved a little?"
"Do you think that we invited you out of goodwill just to suck up to you and rely on you?"
"Hah, naive!"
"I don't know what methods you used to be able to remain unharmed under the pressure of a Master, but that doesn't mean that your strength is that high."
"Right now, you're only a Level 8 Martial Disciple. Even if you have the Absolute Stage Barbaric Ox Fist, how many people can you beat? We invited you to join us because we're classmates. We can't bear to see you being bullied by other classes. That's for your sake, and also because we think highly of you! "
"Since you don't want to give face to us, then don't blame the three of us for not saving you when we enter the trial grounds!"
Hua Yue raised her head and said coldly, "Also, even if a pheasant accidentally flies to a branch, it's still a pheasant. Don't think too highly of yourself, because that's just an illusion!"
After saying that, the little girl turned around, swung her hair, and walked away proudly.
Yang Fan curled his lips. She was angry from embarrassment just like that?
Compared to Yan Han and Zhao Zhu, this Hua Yue was much more inexperienced. She couldn't even control her own emotions. How great could she be in the future?
"Awesome!" As soon as Hua Yue left, An Sheng jumped out from the side again. He gave Yang Fan a thumbs up with a face full of admiration, "Brother Fan, what you said just now really hit the nail on the head. Listening to it felt so good! It felt so good that I almost spat out my saliva just now! "
"I just want to teach these self-righteous geniuses a lesson. Just because their talent is a little better and their family background is a little stronger, they act like they're so arrogant. They look down on everyone and see everyone as trash. It's too f * cked up!"
Towards these genius disciples from aristocratic families, An Sheng couldn't stand it. Every time he saw these people putting on a high and mighty appearance, lowering their heads and even ignoring him, An Sheng wanted to raise his foot and stomp all their heads into his urine and grind them with all his strength.
Now, Yang Fan had finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish for many years.
A sentence of "Sorry, I don't have the habit of working with trash!" Slapping these geniuses' faces until they were swollen was even better than crushing them into urine. Just now, when he saw Hua Yue's ever-changing dead fish face, An Sheng was so stimulated that he almost peed!
"Alright, it's just for show. Do you really think they're trash?"
Yang Fan shook his head lightly. Just now, he was purely unhappy with Hua Yue and couldn't hold it in for a moment.
Now that he thought about it, he was really too arrogant just now. It didn't match his nature of keeping a low profile and being humble.
However, after releasing a big bomb, he felt really good. His mood was extremely good, and his mind was unprecedentedly clear. He couldn't help but want to fight again.
Unfortunately, these three people were too cowardly. Yan Han and Zhao Zhu didn't even let out a fart and directly withered away.
That girl Hua Yue, even though she said so much, she was just putting on an act. She didn't give him a chance to raise his hand again.
"Tsk!" An Sheng curled his lips and spared no effort to flatter Yang Fan, "They're trash if they're in the same group as Brother Fan! And it's the kind that's trash to the point of dregs! "
"Out of the three of them, which one of them can advance to level 6 in a day? And who can make the leap from Spiritual Force Awakening to Spirit Reader Level 3 in a day? "
"So what if you have high talent? Don't you still have to drink Brother Fan's foot washing water? In my opinion, Brother Fan's talent is true talent! The others are all trash! "
Yang Fan couldn't help but turn his head to look at An Sheng. He couldn't help but raise his hand to pat him on the shoulder. Good lad, you have a future!
"Alright, it's about time. I should go back." Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng, "What about you? Do you still want to go back with me for a big meal?"
"Of course! I haven't seen uncle and auntie for a long time. I miss them a little!
"An Sheng puffed out his chest, and his round belly popped out. When it came to eating, this guy was more excited than anyone else.
"Are you sure?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I just offended the City Lord of Dongchu City. He's a level 2 Master. If you go back with me now, aren't you afraid of encountering an unknown accident or assassination?"
An Sheng shivered!
F * ck, I was so focused on eating, how could I forget about this?
Xia Lai, that old thing, was not to be trifled with. The way he looked at Yang Fan just now was obviously not good. If things went wrong, he might really do something in the dark.
"I … What do I have to be afraid of!" An Sheng forced himself to be calm, "This bro has a protective talisman, so I'm not afraid of those demons and monsters at all! If they really dare to make a move, then I'll let you see how this bro will show off his might and beat them until they piss their pants! "
An Sheng didn't even have a draft when he bragged. If it weren't for his legs constantly trembling, Yang Fan might have believed him.
"Enough!" Yang Fan chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, "Am I the kind of person who would cheat his own brother? Why would I drag you down with me when I know it's dangerous?"
"I'll go back by myself later. If you follow me, you'll be a burden. If we really meet with danger, I'll have to take care of you. I won't be able to run even if I want to."
An Sheng was so touched that he wanted to cry. This was a f * cking true brother!
He couldn't help but step forward and give Yang Fan a hug. Then, with a burst of his short legs, he ran away with a whoosh, as if he was afraid that Yang Fan would suddenly go back on his word.
"This damn fatty is really unreliable!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. However, he didn't expect An Sheng to be of any help. After all, An Sheng himself was a fugitive, and his strength wasn't even comparable to Yang Fan's. It was useless to count on him.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Fan was picking up his scattered textbooks and stationery. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a small black object flying towards him at high speed from the classroom door. His expression changed, and he reached out his right hand and caught the small object in his hand.
It was a small stone made of an unknown material. It was cold to the touch. The middle was hollowed out, and the surface was engraved with unknown patterns.
"Brother Fan, this is the amulet I was talking about. Take it with you and it can save your life at a critical moment. I'll give it to you!"
The fatty who had just left returned and stood in front of the classroom door, winking at Yang Fan. However, no one could ignore the pain in his eyes.
"If you're a brother, then don't refuse. Let's go!"
Seeing that Yang Fan was about to open his mouth, An Sheng threw down a sentence and slipped away again.
Yang Fan was a little dumbfounded.
"Did I say I was going to refuse? I just wanted to ask how to use this thing! This damn fatty, can he be any more reliable? "
Yang Fan speechlessly put this so-called amulet into his shirt pocket. He turned around and confirmed that there was no one else in the classroom. Then, he calmly squatted down and raised his hand to touch a little of the dirty blood that had dripped onto the floor when Xia Zixuan was injured. He wiped a little of it on his forehead and the corner of his mouth in disgust.
Then, he raised his hand to pull at his hair, messing it up. He then held his breath, causing his face to turn pale from the lack of oxygen.
After doing all these preparations, Yang Fan then gently opened the smart computer on his wrist and found Wang Zhe's number.
Beep beep beep!
As soon as the call went through, before he could even see the person on the other end, Yang Fan started to pretend to be extremely weak and cried out for help, "Cousin, help! I was beaten up so badly just now! I almost lost my life! "
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