Although he did not care about his appearance, he could still be considered a handsome young man.
Yang Fan did not get angry because of Brother Slippers' belittling and disdain. He looked up and sized him up with interest.
This was a young Master at Peak Stage. To be able to have such a powerful cultivation at such a young age, he indeed had the right to be arrogant.
Moreover, he could tell at a glance that they were from the Northwest Guardian Residence. This showed that this child was not only talented, but also had good observation skills and knowledge.
More importantly, this kid looked like a troublemaker. He was full of vigor and was the kind of person who would cause trouble when he had nothing better to do.
He was definitely a good seedling.
It would be more reliable if he could be taken in as a disciple.
That was right.
Yang Fan had the idea of taking in a disciple again. Every time he saw such a young prodigy, he felt a little itchy and could not help but want to turn all these prodigies into his smurfs.
He liked this kind of troublemaker who liked to cause trouble for no reason. This kind of person was very hot-blooded. With a little bit of training, he would be a little expert at farming monsters.
"Hey, kid, who are you calling younger brother?"
An Sheng jumped out and looked at the little guy who was looking for trouble. "We're talking here. Did we disturb you? Why are you interrupting us?"
"So what if you're a Chinese from Beijing? I'm also from Beijing. Am I proud?"
"The number one genius among the freshmen?"
"Bah! Even a talented prodigy like me doesn't dare to call himself the number one genius. Who gave you the audacity to call yourself number one? "
An Sheng's mouth was never easy to deal with.
With just a few words, he had successfully instigated Brother Slippers' anger.
"Hey! Are you challenging me?! " Brother Slippers raised his eyebrows and looked at An Sheng. "No one has ever dared to call themselves a prodigy in front of me. If you're so capable, let's fight now. Let's see who's the coward!"
"Come on!" An Sheng took a step forward and shouted, "Who's afraid of you? See if I don't beat you until you're on your knees!"
"Junior brothers, don't mess around!"
At this moment, Gu Jun stood up and advised softly, "In Jinghua University, students are not allowed to have private fights. Otherwise, they will be invited to the Public Order Team for tea. Believe me, although the picket team's environment is not bad, you definitely won't like it there. "
As soon as he heard the words' pickets', Brother Slippers' body stiffened, and an unnatural look flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that he had already experienced the power of the pickets, otherwise, he would not have such a conditioned reflex.
Gu Jun spoke again, softly persuading him.
"Don't all of you want to compete for first place in the Welcoming Trial? You can totally compete in the trial."
"This way, not only will I not violate the school rules and attract the attention of the Picket Squad seniors, but I can also directly prove my strength. Why not?"
"Alright!" Brother Slippers raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Let's do as this senior says. Little fatty, just wait to be crushed by this genius in the Welcoming Trial!"
"You must remember this genius' name, Ren Jinglun. Just like my name, Jinglun is full of Ren Jinglun! Otherwise, I won't know who I lost to in the future! "
An Sheng curled his lips. "Who doesn't know how to brag? Wait until you really beat this fat lord! However, I'm afraid you won't have that chance in this lifetime. "
"Ren Jinglun?" Pang Yu said in surprise. "You're this year's top scholar in liberal arts, Ren Jinglun?!"
"That's right!" Ren Jinglun nodded proudly. "It's this top scholar!"
"It's still this senior sister who has better eyesight. Not only does this genius have outstanding intelligence, but his martial arts talent is also stunning beyond compare. First place in this year's freshmen trial belongs to none other than me!"
As he spoke, Ren Jinglun once again shook his right index finger disdainfully at Yang Fan and the others. He curled his lips and said, "None of you have a chance!"
"Hmph! Let's meet again in the freshmen trial! "
After he finished speaking, Ren Jinglun raised his head, put his hand behind his back, picked up his water bottle, and tugged on his flip-flops as he left in a tsundere manner.
Pang Yu's expression was a little strange. She whispered to Yang Fan and the others, "If I remember correctly, this Ren Jinglun seems to be a student in Teacher Ye's class."
Yang Fan was stunned. "In other words, he's our classmate?"
Seeing Pang Yu nod, the corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
Look, look, look, this was fate.
It saved him the trouble of specifically inquiring about this child's class residence. How could he reject a disciple who was sent to the door?
"This young man is not bad. We should be able to get along very well in the future."
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction. If it weren't for the fact that he was a newcomer and couldn't act too exaggeratedly, he almost couldn't help but directly charm this Ren Jinglun and forcibly take him in as a disciple.
He was at the peak of the Grand Master Realm. With some casual training, he would become a new king. Yang Fan would not have to spend a lot of effort to cultivate him.
Just thinking about it made him happy.
The corner of An Sheng's mouth twitched. How was that manic and arrogant kid good? How could he not see it at all?
Top scholar in liberal arts?
F * ck.
They were in a martial arts school, okay? The strength of martial arts was the foundation of everything. What was the use of learning liberal arts? Did he have to recite the poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties to those monsters when he went out of the city to hunt demons?
Besides, he was only the top scholar in liberal arts in the capital. What was there to be proud of?
If you have the ability, why don't you bring back the top scholar of the thirty-six regions of the Federation?
"Brother Fan, you can't be thinking of taking in a disciple again, right?"
An Sheng was indeed worthy of being the chief disciple chosen by Yang Fan. He was simply a roundworm in Yang Fan's stomach. As soon as Yang Fan lifted his butt, he knew that Yang Fan was going to do that.
Yang Fan looked at him with admiration and said, "What's wrong? Do you look down on this little junior brother of yours?"
An Sheng was speechless. They hadn't even started dating yet, but Yang Fan seemed to have already decided. He even called him little junior brother.
"Don't worry, when I take him in as a disciple, you, as the eldest senior brother, can do whatever you want with him. Don't tell me you can let him overturn the heavens?"
An Sheng shrugged helplessly. You're my master, so whatever you say is right.
However, he didn't quite understand why Yang Fan was so interested in taking in disciples.
Every time he saw one, he would take in one, and every time he saw one, he would take in one, and during this trip to the Spirit Origin Realm, he had even taken in all the surviving geniuses.
Now, as soon as he arrived at Jinghua University, he had his eyes on a classmate. Not only that, Yang Fan had even started to ask Gu Jun and Pang Yu about the list of geniuses in Jinghua University.
What was he trying to do? Could it be that he wanted to turn Jinghua University into the backyard of their Demon Extermination Sect and take in all the geniuses?
An Sheng couldn't help but shudder. He felt that it was necessary for him to persuade Brother Fan.
Although this idea sounded beautiful, if you poached Jinghua University's students like this, you might be beaten to death on the streets by the university's dean!
Tian Buqi and Zhu Sibo stood to the side and didn't say anything. The world of young people should be left to them, and they wouldn't interfere.
However, when they saw these young people bickering and competing with each other as if they were fighting cocks, the two old men who had lived for almost two hundred years couldn't help but have a myriad of thoughts. They couldn't help but recall their own youthful days.
"Young Master Fan, this is Jinghua University's campus after all. It's inconvenient for us foreign martial artists to stay here for too long, so we won't be accompanying you any longer."
"Later, we'll be renting a house outside the campus. We'll be staying there temporarily for the next few days. If Young Master Fan has any instructions, you can contact us directly!"
The two of them waved the wristwatches in their hands and bid farewell to Yang Fan at the same time. After entering Jinghua University, Yang Fan's safety was no longer something they needed to worry about.
If they couldn't even protect their own students in their own school's medical center, then Jinghua University wouldn't have the qualifications to be called the best martial arts university in the Federation.
Yang Fan nodded and thanked them. Then, he watched the two of them leave through the air.
Once the two Emperor-level powerhouses left, the surrounding people clearly felt the pressure in the air loosen. Their mentality also became much more relaxed.
A group of young people who were always being watched by two Emperor-level elders would inevitably feel a little restrained.
Now that the source of their psychological restraint had disappeared, one by one, they began to reveal their true nature.
"Master!" Gu Jun finally stopped putting on the airs of a senior and said softly to Yang Fan, "Are you going to go in and rest, or do you want Pang Yu and I to accompany you around the campus?"
"How about this disciple take you to the Martial Arts Cultivation Room?"
Seeing that Yang Fan didn't seem to have any intention of going into the apartment to rest, Gu Jun suggested softly to Yang Fan, "Pang Yu and I still have some credits on us. We can exchange them for a few hours of cultivation time for Master, Senior Brothers, and Senior Sisters."
"Our Jinghua University's Cultivation Room is extremely famous in the entire capital city. Not only does it increase one's cultivation speed by three times, but it can also temporarily increase one's perception and speed up one's comprehension of cultivation methods and martial techniques. Many martial artists outside the school and some children of aristocratic families are fighting to come in and experience it, but they don't have the chance."
"Cultivation Room?"
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. With his tortoise-like cultivation speed, what kind of cultivation room would he go to?!
Not to mention a mere three times increase, even if it was ten times or a hundred times, so what? Cultivating for half a day wouldn't even give him as much experience as casually killing a low-level demonic beast. It was a waste of time.
Moreover, they had just come out from the Land of Spiritual Source. Even if Jinghua University's Cultivation Room was awesome, could it be more awesome than the cultivation environment in the Land of Spiritual Source?
However, when he turned around, he saw that An Sheng and Mu Qianqian were rather interested and looking forward to it. It seemed that they were also very curious about Jinghua University's Cultivation Room.
Yang Fan couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. It just so happened that he had gained a lot from the Land of Spiritual Source. He also needed a quiet place to rest and reorganize.
"Alright, let's go take a look."
Yang Fan nodded in agreement. An Sheng and Mu Qianqian cheered at the same time.
As natives of Jinghua City, the two of them had long heard of the miraculous Jinghua University's Cultivation Room and yearned for it.
However, the successive principals of Jinghua University were all stubborn and stubborn. They were unwilling to open the Cultivation Room to the public no matter what.
Therefore, unless one was a student or teacher of Jinghua University, no one could easily enter it.
Now, the two of them finally had the chance to experience it!
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