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C550 Scram!

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Hearing Nan Rentong's threats and hearing the eyes of the people present looking at his, especially hearing the words of the money grubber, the illusion of the sage level principal of the Southern Wasteland Branch almost fell down from the sky. However, even so, the corner of his mouth still twitched slightly.

Nan Rentong?

His own brother?

He actually dared to slander and threaten him like this?

The heck!

Nan Renming could not help but curse in his heart.

Defamation?

Could it be that he would forever be controlled by others?

Not to mention that this was just a false accusation, a blatant slander.

"This old man's body isn't afraid of slanting shadows. Whatever you want to say, I'm not afraid of slanting shadows." Looking at Nan Rentong, Nan Renming said calmly. Then, his gaze landed on the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch, and said: "If you want to stay in Southern Wasteland Branch, this old man has no objections, but it would be best if you could get the permission of your Principal. Otherwise, this old man won't be able to do anything either."

Threatening?

If Nan Renming compromised at this time, wouldn't it make people feel that he was afraid of these things being spread out? Wouldn't it mean that he himself indirectly tacitly admitted to all these facts? Faced with such a situation, Nan Renming naturally did not choose to compromise.

The reason for the success of the blackmail was simple. There were only a few people present at that time, and everyone was very clear on the character of the money-grubber. It was very easy to control, and after compromise, the money grubber would not spread it around. But now the situation was different. There were so many people here, and if this dean really did compromise, everyone would think that it was true. The most important thing was that so many people were not easy to control.

Thus, he absolutely could not compromise.

Eh?

Hearing this, Nan Rentong could not help but be taken aback.

Threat failed?

That shouldn't be!

The others couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief as they looked at the figure of the saint in the sky. However, they immediately looked at Nan Rentong with even more strange gazes. Undoubtedly, everyone had already determined that Nan Rentong was slandering them. He was slandering them, and this was even more so a threat.

Hm?

The Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch was also stunned.

"Thank you, Principal Nan. I believe our Principal will definitely agree." Following that, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch said while smiling at Nan Renming. His tone even carried a trace of absolute confidence. The reason why he entered Southern Wasteland Branch was to get close to it, to understand it at the same time, and even to let himself become a soul pharmacist. Under such circumstances, the Dean of the Northern Tomb Branch would naturally not reject his request, and it would even bring many benefits to the academy.

Weng! *

Hearing this, Nan Rentong's body could not help but tremble.

"No way!"

Following that, a furious roar came out from Nan Rentong's mouth.

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His sharp gaze directly fell on the silhouette of the saint in the sky, and then he said angrily: "You're an idiot, where's the saint, the principal, why don't you think about why this old fart wants to join our Southern Wasteland Branch if there's no benefits?"

BOOM!

Nan Rentong's words stunned everyone present.

Including the president of the saints.

That's right, why did the Dean of the Northern Tomb Branch want to join the Southern Wasteland Branch?

You still want to do odd jobs?

There was definitely something unknown.

It must be profitable.

In that instant, everyone looked at Nan Rentong with puzzlement.

He was filled with curiosity.

The mouth of the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch slightly twitched.

His face was filled with indignation!

"Did you see that?" Do you see this kid? " After which, Nan Rentong pointed at Teng Yan and spoke to the simulacrum of a saint. Instantly, everyone's gaze landed on Teng Yan, and even Teng Yan himself couldn't help but be stunned as he looked at Nan Rentong with a puzzled and puzzled gaze. At this time, Nan Rentong spoke up once again: "This brat is only eighteen years old this year, but he is already a sixth-grade pharmacist. Sixteen year old sixth-grade pharmacist, use your toes and think about what kind of concept you have then. "

Weng! *

Hearing this, the silhouette of the Saint in the air could not help but tremble.

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Looking at Teng Yan, his eyes flashed a look of shock.

Sixteen years old?

sixth-grade pharmacist?

Although the principal was not a pharmacist, he was clear on the importance of being a pharmacist. He also knew that there was not a single sixteen year old genius that had reached sixth-grade pharmacist in the entire central region. Of course, this was not the reason why he was surprised. After all, the sixth-grade pharmacist was fine, what he was shocked about was Teng Yan's age and talent in medicine. A sixteen year old sixth-grade pharmacist, this kind of medicine had a complete chance to reach the ninth or tenth rank pinnacle.

Grade ten medicine master?

There had never been one in the central region before.

What did a Grade Ten Alchemist mean?

Grade ten medicinal pill!

What did a Grade Ten Pill mean?

Even saints have to drool over it!

BOOM!

In an instant, the expression on Nan Renming's face as he looked at the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch instantly changed, and there was even a trace of anger in that expression. Normally speaking, if a eighth grade pharmacist of the immortal stage wanted to join a Southern Wasteland Branch, he would naturally have no objections. But it was different now, according to Nan Rentong's idea, this Vice Principal had other plans when he came to the Southern Wasteland Branch, what was he doing here? He was undoubtedly here to snatch the person in front of him, to snatch this demon-level young man in front of him.

Stealing Nan Renming's people?

Or was he going to snatch a future Grade Ten Alchemist?

How could Nan Renming agree?

No!

Absolutely not!

It was very obvious that Nan Renming had misunderstood, the Northern Tomb Branch Academy's Vice President did not come to Southern Wasteland Branch to steal his person, since he clearly knew of this fact. He wanted to learn from Teng Yan how to become a soul pharmacist. Of course, this couldn't be blamed on Nan Renming, since he didn't know that Teng Yan was a soul pharmacist.

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Suddenly, Nan Rentong's playful gaze fell on the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy, who seemed to be telling the other party: "You want to join Southern Wasteland Branch? Do you want to learn the skills of the soul pharmacist? "In your dreams!" Of course, Nan Renming only glanced at the Vice Principal of Northern Tomb and then directly looked at the silhouette of the Saint in the air.

"Are you still letting him come to our Southern Wasteland Branch?"

Eh?

Hearing this, Nan Renming could not help but be taken aback.

Agree?

How could he agree?

Weng! *

At this time, Nan Rentong didn't have the slightest bit of hesitation and directly sent a sound transmission to Nan Renming, who was deep within the academy, "Little brother, my dear little brother, you f * cker, hurry up and throw this mixed hair out. There are some things that I couldn't explain to you in front of so many students. Do you really think that kid is just a sixteen year old sixth-grade pharmacist? "

Weng! *

Deep in the academy, Nan Renming who was seated cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.

"What else do I not know?"

"Other than the fact that this brat reached the sixth stage at sixteen years of age, he is also a soul pharmacist, a soul pharmacist that has been lost for ten thousand years. Do you know what is a soul pharmacist? Do you know how terrifying the soul pharmacist is? Let's not talk about other things, let's just talk about one thing. With this kid's talent, becoming a Tier 10 alchemist is a given. Once he advances to a Tier 10 alchemist, it means that he will be able to refine a Tier 10 pill at 100%. Do you need me to tell you what a grade-10 pill is? "He's one of the countless Grade 10 Medicinal Pills." Nan Rentong continued to send a sound transmission to Nan Renming.

BOOM!

Nan Renming trembled when he heard his.

Young pharmacist?

Grade ten medicinal pill?

The two were one and the same.

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In the blink of an eye, his burning gaze shot towards the arena.

A bright light flashed.

In the arena.

At this moment, following Nan Rentong's question, Nan Renming directly fell into silence. In the eyes of everyone present, the dean seemed to be thinking about something. However, at the side, the Northern Tomb Branch Vice Principal saw this scene, and his expression became extremely ugly, to the point that it became extremely complicated. Others might not know, but in his heart, he was as clear as a mirror. As for the content of the exchange, it was obvious that it was related to Teng Yan's identity as a soul pharmacist.

BOOM!

Suddenly, the illusion of a saint disappeared.

Hm?

Upon seeing this sight, everyone was taken aback.

Disappeared?

Why did the dean leave without making a decision?1

Everyone was filled with doubt.

BOOM!

At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in the arena, from where the illusion of the Saint had been. That terrifying pressure made everyone present feel as if they were going to collapse at any moment, as if they were going to vomit blood. A white-robed man had also appeared at the location where the figure of the Saint had previously been.

The original body of the dean?

Seeing this scene, the hearts of everyone present fiercely shook again.

A saint coming in person!

This

What was going on?

"Hair of the Northern Tomb Branch, the Southern Wasteland Branch does not welcome you, now scram for laozi!" Just as everyone was feeling dumbfounded and at a loss, Nan Renming's original body looked at the Northern Tomb Branch Academy's Vice Principal and immediately let out a furious roar. That voice resounded inside everyone's mind like thunder in the highest of heavens, especially the word "scram", which seemed to be able to shake the souls of everyone present to the point of annihilation.

Terrifying to the extreme!

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The face of the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch turned pale.

This

Everyone present, however, couldn't help but be stunned.

The head of the Saints?

This

What had happened?

Why did the principal treat the people of the Northern Tomb branch with such an attitude?

Hehe!

Vice Principal Nan Rentong, who was at the side, saw this scene and revealed a demonic smile. Others might not know why, but he was very clear about it in his heart. Following that, he couldn't help but look directly at Teng Yan, and that light in his eyes flickered as well, as if Teng Yan was a gigantic treasure trove in his eyes.

Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch?

immortal stage?

Let alone him, even if the Northern Tomb Academy's Principal, the Saints, were to personally attend to Nan Renming at this moment, she would most likely not give him any face at all. After all, Teng Yan was a tenth rank pill, there was no need to talk about the value of a tenth rank pill, even the Saints would not be able to resist the temptation of a tenth rank pill.

Grade ten medicinal pill.

Transcending Saint!

Facing this kind of situation, would Nan Renming allow others to touch Teng Yan?

No!

It was already good enough that he did not kill them.

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