1385: C1385 She Was Acting like a Spoiled Child

C1385 She Was Acting like a Spoiled Child

Wang Muzhai frowned and looked at the guard curiously.

The security guard quickly answered, "I called Teacher Shen, but she didn't answer. She should be in class."

"I asked him to wait for a while, but he didn't listen to my advice and barged in."

Wang Muzhai nodded. "Old man, Teacher Shen is in class. There are still more than ten minutes before the class ends. Please wait a little longer."

"No way. Time is tight. I have at most five minutes left."

The old man continued, "Please contact Shen Lingfu quickly. Otherwise, I will force my way in."

After saying that, he glanced at the surrounding people.

"Haha, you can't stop me with just you alone."

Hearing this...

Wang Muzhai was instantly enraged.

An old man really knew how to act cool.

There were several Martial Sovereign here, what kind of storm could he stir up?

Did he really think that he was invincible?

"I'm sorry, I can't delay the students' lessons. You still have to wait for ten minutes."

"That's what you said."

The old man didn't waste any more words.

His figure instantly disappeared from where he stood.

The surrounding people only felt a gust of cold wind pass by them. For some reason, their bodies flew out of their control.

Only the two remaining Martial Sovereign were still standing.

They used their spiritual energy to block the old man's attack.

However, their expressions were ugly. It was obvious that blocking it was very strenuous.

" Oh? It's really rare for someone to use martial arts to enter the Dao."

The old man had a look of curiosity on his face.

"However, the fire level is still a bit lacking, go"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wang Muzhai felt countless wind blades appear in front of him, and they scraped his entire body, making him feel unbearable pain.

He shouted with difficulty, "Quick, contact vice-principal Ye..."

At this moment.

A person suddenly appeared in the sky and his indifferent voice sounded.

"There's no need to contact me anymore, I'm already here"

He saw Ye Fan's divine weapon descending from the sky.

Everyone seemed to have taken a calming pill.

All their fear and worries had completely disappeared.

In the Martial Academy, Ye Fan was the strongest sense of security.

He had never been defeated.

No matter who he faced, no matter what situation he faced.

Ye Fan looked around and saw many colleagues lying on the ground wailing.

His eyes focused and a hint of anger flashed across his eyes.

"You are a beggar. Are you challenging the Martial Academy?"

The old man was startled.

Obviously, he didn't expect Ye Fan to call him that.

It was just that his clothes were exposed. He wasn't a beggar at all.

"Who are you calling a beggar? You're so young, yet your mouth is so vicious. Looks like I have to educate you on behalf of your parents."

Ye Fan frowned.

He hated people who relied on their seniority the most.

Besides, he had no parents. This was a provocation to Ye Fan.

"Hehe, let's give it a try."

"Looks like you are very strong! They all respect you."

Ye Fan shook his head. "It's not like it was in ancient times. There was no such thing as respect. It's just that I can protect everyone."

"Hmph, then let me test your strength."

The old man could clearly feel that Ye Fan was different from the others.

He didn't dare to hide his true strength. He turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards ___. In the void, he summoned a green longsword.

The wild wind revolved around him, forming a protective barrier.

This attack could attack and defend. It was a good chance to test Ye Fan's strength.

Ye Fan's lips curled up into a smile.

“ Oh? A Golden Core warrior? Not bad, he really does have some skill. "

As soon as he finished speaking.

Ye Fan's aura began to rise layer by layer, and the rising spirit energy revealed its strength.

A long stick appeared, making it look incomparably mysterious.

The heavy feeling made the old man's heart tremble. He even felt that he was far behind.

What was going on?

This child was so young.

Why was his strength so profound?

Could he be a disciple of a large sect?

Ye Fan didn't want to fight him in a melee. He waved his hand and struck with the Heaven-Shaking Staff.

The golden clamp turned into an angry wild beast. The powerful force came crashing down like a huge mountain. Wherever it passed, the ground would collapse and the mountains and rivers would collapse.

The old man was startled.

He could only give up on attacking. Fortunately, his body was fast and light enough to dodge Ye Fan's attack.

"Hehe, can you dodge it?"

Ye Fan sneered. In the next second.

He had already appeared in front of the old man.

What? So fast?

The old man was shocked.

The Wind Blades around his body started stabbing out, trying to buy some space for him to dodge.

However, Ye Fan was like a boor, not dodging or dodging, preparing to face it head on.

He had previously fought countless Golden Core experts in the instance dungeon.

He could face them head on with his Foundation Establishment stage.

Now that he had Golden Core, he had even forged his physical body several times.

This small attack had long since been unable to cause him any harm.

But others didn't know.

The people beside him were all extremely nervous.

"Vice-principal Ye, be careful of the wind blades."

"It's over. This attack is aimed at the neck!"

Everyone shut their eyes tightly, afraid that they would see the scene of blood splattering everywhere.

But in the next second.

The wind blade hit Ye Fan's neck, and as if it had touched metal, it actually produced sparks. Not to mention a wound, it didn't even leave a mark.

Ye Fan smiled faintly.

"This is it?"

The old man could no longer dodge.

He was hit hard by the stick.

The old man could only feel his internal organs trembling a few times. He felt a sweetness in his throat and blood gushed out.

It's over.

There were already experts chasing after him.

He didn't expect that before he could escape, he would be injured.

This time, the master and disciple would probably die without a doubt.

The old man fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Fan slowly walked over and gave him a hard knock.

"You're so old, yet you come here to beg for money instead of doing anything. You're so useless."

"You are the beggar. Your whole family is beggars."

The old man was not convinced. "I just came to look for Shen Lingfu. I am her master."

"Huh?"

Ye Fan was stunned for a second and then said.

"I knew Shen Lingfu had a master, but I didn't expect her to be a beggar. How embarrassing."

The old man muttered, wishing he could use all the words he could say in his life.

"Forget it. Since we are on the same side, I will give Shen Lingfu a call."

Wait. Ye Fan just took out his phone.

Shen Lingfu rushed to the battlefield.

"What happened? I heard the academy's alarm ring. "

Ye Fan shrugged. "It's settled. This beggar said he was your master."

Shen Lingfu observed carefully and was pleasantly surprised.

"Master, it is really you!"

This was the first time Ye Fan had seen her so surprised.

It seemed like her identity could not be faked.

"Fu'er, these people are all bandits. They didn't even ask for the truth and wanted to hit me! Especially him."

The old man pointed at Ye Fan and continued to complain about his' evil deeds'.

"I'm already so old, yet he still knocked on my head, and even said that I'm a beggar."

Shen Lingfu's expression was not good, and she fiercely glared at Ye Fan.

"How can you hit my master?"

Wang Muzhai, who was standing beside her, knew how stubborn Ye Fan was. He would definitely feel unhappy when faced with such a question.

For the sake of their relationship, he quickly explained.

"Teacher Shen, vice-principal Ye is not to be blamed for this matter. Your master has never revealed his identity. The security asked him to wait for a while, and then he prepared to barge in."

"We had no choice. A stranger wouldn't dare to let him in, and this was the only misunderstanding."

The old man glared at him. "Bullshit! I asked your people to go and report, he's going to make some phone calls"

"Then what did he do wrong with the phone? Why did you call him? That's why I'm a little angry. "

How could Shen Lingfu not know that this was really a misunderstanding?

She said helplessly," Master, the phone is a communication tool in the secular world. It is equivalent to the communication talisman that we use. Calling is much faster than reporting. "

"Is that so? Then I don't know either."

Immediately after, Shen Lingfu looked apologetically at Ye Fan.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now."

"It's fine. It's my fault that the Prime Minister can support the ship. I forgive you."

Ye Fan continued, "It's just that I thought he was begging for food, can you let your master wear a set of clothes?"

Shen Lingfu looked up and down and was indeed a little embarrassed.

"Master, I will take you to change your clothes."

The old man quickly shook his head, "There is not enough time. You should hurry up and follow me. Someone is chasing after us."

"What do you mean?"

The old man sighed and began to narrate his own experiences.

Although he was talking to Shen Lingfu, Ye Fan's hearing was amazing, but he could hear it clearly.

The old man's name was Liang Kun. Previously, he left Shen Lingfu behind and entered the cultivation world alone to seek revenge.

He had gotten his revenge.

However, he had provoked a large sect. Now, someone was chasing after him from behind.

He had to find his disciple and kill him as well.

He had no choice but to run.

Shen Lingfu was a little hesitant. She had just gained a firm foothold in Mortal Realm.

Was she still going to live that kind of homeless life?

She did not want to.

And she also wanted to one day enter the cultivation world with Ye Fan.

Then, she looked at Ye Fan with a longing look in her eyes.

Obviously, she wanted him to help her.

But Ye Fan pretended not to know.

It wasn't that he didn't want to help.

However, could you be a little sincere in asking for help?2

One. What was a look?

You want me to volunteer myself?

Sorry, that's impossible.

Seeing Ye Fan ignore her, Shen Lingfu bit her lips, walked to his side, and pulled Ye Fan's arm.

"Brother Mr Ye, just help me! I know you are the best. We are good friends."

Ye Fan was dumbfounded.

He never would have thought that Shen Lingfu would say this.

It was true.

She knew how to act coquettishly?

Shen Lingfu was also very not used to it. She had learned these words from the television.

It was the first time she had used it.

She felt that all the boys would fall for it.

To be honest, Shen Lingfu looked pretty like this.

Ye Fan patted his chest. "No problem. As long as he dares to come, I dare to kill him."

"Kill? Can you do it?"

Disdain flashed across Liang Kun's face.

"The person chasing after me is at the perfection-stage of the Golden Core Realm, and he's only a step away from breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage. You're only at the advanced-stage of the Golden Core Realm, and you're quite a few cultivation realms away from him."

Hmm?

He actually looks down on me?

Ye Fan knew that Liang Kun was cooperating with Shen Lingfu. One had a red face while the other had a pale face, but he didn't care.

Life was just a routine.

"Hehe, later, please open your dog eyes wide and watch how I torture him."

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