540: C540 Old man, hit him!

C540 Old man, hit him!

Vice Principal?

eighth grade pharmacist?

Teng Yan looked at Yan Shumin who was in front of him with astonishment, then looked in the direction of the voice, and thought back to the swearing from before. When his gaze landed on Yan Shumin again, a strange feeling immediately arose in Teng Yan's heart, or perhaps, it could be said that Teng Yan felt that this' Vice Principal 'was odd.

Looking at Teng Yan, Yan Shumin laughed bitterly.

"Let's go, we should also go and see who has provoked our Vice Principal." Immediately after, Yan Shumin's slightly helpless voice sounded out, she directly walked into the Tianwu Academy, and the other three instructors also shook their heads and followed along. Teng Yan was even more puzzled by this scene.

Humph!

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded in Teng Yan's ears.

"Kid, just you wait." Yu Hai stood in front of Teng Yan, looked at him and said fiercely, after that he ignored Teng Yan and directly walked into Tianwu Academy. The other students that were participating in the training also followed after his, but there were a few earth emperor s among them who were looking at Teng Yan with malicious expressions.

Teng Yan saw all of this, but he completely ignored it.

Heh …

With a sneer, Teng Yan followed along.

earth emperor?

Teng Yan did not put him in his eyes at all.

Sky Martial — Southern Wasteland Branch.

As a city within the Southern Wasteland City, the Tianwu Academy occupied a quarter of the entire area. The entire academy was filled with countless buildings. In the center of the academy was a huge empty space, as well as an arena made from some sort of special material. Even an attack from an Ascendant wouldn't be able to destroy this arena. Usually, this place was used for sparring between students, but of course, the surrounding buildings were built around the arena.

At this moment, there was a sea of people surrounding the arena.

Everyone's gaze was locked onto the stage, without a doubt, these were the Tianwu Academy's students. There were also three people on the arena. Compared to the enormous arena, these three people were practically negligible. However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the three people in front of them. The three of them were two white-haired old men and a middle-aged man. One of them was the white-haired old man and the other was an isolated white-haired old man.

They looked at each other.

There was a distance of ten meters between them.

Heh …

Suddenly, the white haired elder next to the middle-aged man on the stage looked at the white haired elder and smiled, "My old friend, what are you doing?" Look at us Master and disciple coming all the way from Southern Wasteland Branch, it's one thing if you don't welcome us, but you actually want us to leave? What way is this to entertain guests? "

Hehe.

As he spoke, the white-haired elder laughed again.

Extremely evil.

BOOM!

That pair of eyes were staring straight at the old man in front of him. Gritting his teeth, he looked like he wanted nothing more than to swallow the old man in front of him, and then he said angrily: "Damn you, your father has already said, your father doesn't welcome you. Are you f * cking deaf or not? Do you really want me to chase you away? "Scram, you can always scram as far as you want."

Angry old man?

This was undoubtedly the Vice Principal that Yan Shumin spoke of, a powerhouse in immortal stage, eighth grade pharmacist.

Hehe!

The other white-haired old man did not get angry. Instead, he laughed.

"Old partner, don't be angry. It hurts your body. I came here for no other reason, I just wanted to have a spar between my disciple and your disciple. As he spoke, the smile on his face grew even wider. This person was without a doubt the vice principal of the Northern Tomb Branch, Tian Wu. He was the same as the Southern Wasteland vice principal in front of him, a immortal stage expert. Of course, he was also a eighth grade pharmacist.

Brush

Hearing this, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch looked directly at the middle-aged man beside the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch.

"You!"

The Southern Wasteland Branch Vice Principal was furious.

"Scram!"

Suddenly, he roared again.

Hehe.

The Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch laughed calmly, and then said: "Old partner, look, I've already said that I'm so angry that it's bad for my health. What are you doing? Forget it, this old man will introduce this disciple of mine to you first. His name is Qin Shou, and he just happens to be thirty years old this year.

Brush

Hearing that, the Southern Wasteland Branch Vice Principal's face instantly darkened.

His face was ashen.

Grade five medicinal master at the age of thirty?

That's it?

This was simply a slap to the face.

How infuriating.

"Hua!"

When the surrounding Tianwu Academy students heard this, they instantly cried out in alarm.

A thirty year old sixth-grade pharmacist?

Everyone knew what an alchemist was, and everyone knew that in order to become one, one needed to fulfill a lot of the innate conditions. The first condition was to have the Pure Fire Martial Veins, and of course, such a person was already one in a million. There were also various conditions and restrictions, which led to the Potioneering profession being very rare in the central region, and also a very prestigious one at that. Of course, it was unknown how many times more difficult it was to advance in the alchemist level compared to other martial artists. A First Rank alchemist might be a lot of things, and a Second Rank was also a lot of things, but as the alchemist's level became higher, the number of people became fewer and fewer.

Grade five alchemist?

There were definitely no more than a thousand in the central region.

A 30 year old Grade Five Alchemist?

It wasn't that there weren't any in the central region, but it could be counted with one hand.

Genius?

This kind of person was a genius amongst geniuses.

Hehe.

Looking at Southern Wasteland Branch's Vice Principal's ashen face and then looking at the reaction from the students in front of him, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch smiled indifferently. There was even a trace of a proud smile on her face. Then, he sighed and said, "Sigh, my disciple is good in every way, just that she is too arrogant. Was a Grade Five Alchemist at the age of thirty very powerful? I've always taught him that there's always someone out there, but he doesn't believe it. I believe that you must have an even more outstanding disciple here, so don't try to hide it anymore. Just take it out for them to compete with each other, so you can kill my disciple's spirit and let him know the meaning of 'Heaven in the Sky'. "Old buddy, just take it as a favor to me."

Brush

After he finished speaking, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch looked towards the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch.

He had a sincere expression on his face.

The Tianwu Academy had always been in a competitive atmosphere, and the four vice principals of the four great academies had always secretly competed with each other. Of course, amongst the two great academies, Southern Wasteland and Northern Tomb, the vice Principal of the Pharmacists were the most competitive. However, the two of them were both eighth grade pharmacist s, and even after fighting for many years, they still could not differentiate between the strong and the weak, which meant that one of them was actually an outstanding disciple. As long as one of them could cultivate an outstanding disciple, they would definitely go to the other side.

This was the situation in front of him.

Brush

The face of the Southern Wasteland Branch's Vice Principal instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.

Bastard!

Looking at the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb branch and the middle-aged man beside him, the anger in the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch rose to the maximum as his face twisted completely. How could he not know that the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch was showing off and slapping his own face? He wanted to refute and retaliate, but there was nothing the students in Southern Wasteland Branch could do. There was one fifth-grade Alchemist, but the one in front was already over sixty years old. Most of the others were Second and Third-grade Alchemists, and there wasn't even a fourth-grade Alchemist.

How to refute?

How could he fight back?

They couldn't even be compared to each other.

Huu

The Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch was trembling nonstop.

Completely angry.

"Scram, scram for laozi. Laozi will never see you again." Helpless, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch angrily shouted again. At this moment, other than driving away the two people in front of him, he could not think of any other method. After all, if she were to let the two people stay, he could only continue to be slapped in the face and continued to be humiliated.

Brush

The surrounding Southern Wasteland Branch students were also silent.

Face-smacking?

This was not only slapping the Vice Principal's face, but slapping the faces of everyone in Southern Wasteland Branch.

It was completely naked!

Hehe.

Looking at the Southern Wasteland Branch Vice Principal's flustered and exasperated appearance, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy smiled indifferently. As for the Vice Principal of the Southern Wasteland Branch, who was so angry that he was about to go berserk, he chose to ignore him. From his point of view, it was impossible for the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch to take action. Furthermore, the more she saw the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch angry, the happier he became. They had fought for so many years and finally had the chance to completely crush their opponents without even being able to fight back. It was even more impossible for him to give up so easily.

"Old partner, you can't be not having disciples you can take out, right?" Following which, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch said in a mocking tone.

"Bullsh * t. Who says there aren't any?" The Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch shouted in anger.

"Then take it out."

"I …"

"What? Don't have one?"

"You!"

"It can't be that there really aren't any?"

"Bastard!"

"Ai, disciple, master is wrong." At this time, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy patted Qin Shou's shoulder and said helplessly. In the past, Master had overestimated this old fellow. I had thought that he could produce a disciple that was more outstanding than you, but it's a pity that no one else in Southern Wasteland Branch. Now it seems like you should continue being arrogant in the future. It's your fault for having the ability to do so. "

Pow!2

The Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch felt like she was slapped in the face.

The sound was like a clap of thunder.

His face was burning with pain.

"F * ck, what's going on?" Geezer, they've already come to our door. No, they've come to our door, can you still tolerate this? Uncle can endure, even aunt can't. Beat him up, beat him up fiercely, don't give me any face, let him know how strong you are, and also let him know how powerful our Southern Wasteland Branch is, if not, our school will lose a lot of face. " At this time, a voice that desired to stir up trouble came from the back of the crowd.

BOOM!

Hearing this, the bodies of everyone present shuddered.

This sound?

Too familiar.

Moneybags!

Why is he back?

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