Chapter 171

Crying children have milk.

For this sentence, Yang Fan has always thought so.

Therefore, before he left school, he began to call his cousin for help, crying, reporting grievances, complaining and seeking protection. He sold so badly that he couldn't bear to look straight at him.

There's no way. It's too strong in summer. With Yang Fan's current cultivation level, he can't do it at all. For the sake of his own life and the life of his family, he can only turn to his only backer now.

Although Wang Zhe may not be able to survive the summer, isn't there a master of South China behind Wang Zhe? As long as the master of South China is willing to make a move, well, even if he is willing to give a warning, it is hundreds of times better than Yang Fan's own fighting alone.

"Are you Yang Fan, Wang Zhe's little cousin? Sure enough, it's the same as Wang Zhe's words. It's ancient and strange!"

Yang Fan, who has been covering his face and crying, shook up. NIMA, why isn't it cousin Wang Zhe's voice? Is it wrong?

However, the sound seems familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere.

Yang Fan quickly wiped his face and looked up carefully at the virtual figure standing in front of him at the moment.

White clothes are better than snow, and youth is like jade.

A young man with a folding fan pinned to his waist and his whole body as if bathed in the Holy Light stood with his back. He was looking at him with a smile. His eyes were warm, kind, quiet and inclusive.

"Master of South China!"

Yang Fan exclaimed, the young man was just like the South China master who fought with the four demon kings he saw in the game!

"Oh, have you seen me before?"

Zhu Huanan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly and asked Yang Fan softly.

To sum up, he hasn't appeared in the public's view for many years. Even if he does, he usually looks like a kind-hearted old man, which is easy to appease the people.

Therefore, he was a little surprised. Why did Yang Fan recognize his true identity only by looking at him.

"The students guessed!" Yang Fan quickly bent over to salute Zhu Huanan, and dared not look up at him: "the students saw that the master's demeanor on the headmaster was extraordinary. He was more than ten thousand times stronger than the flow in summer. When his mind shook, he naturally had such a guess in his mind."

"Besides, my cousin said before he left that he would go to the headmaster to sprint for experience, listen to his instructions and prepare for the last step. Now that my cousin is away, the students can't think of anyone else except the headmaster who is qualified to preserve his personal intelligence for my cousin."

Zhu Huanan nodded slightly. Although he felt that Yang Fan might not be telling the truth, and there was even a suspicion of forced flattery, what he said was reasonable, so he smiled and stopped investigating.

Zhu Huanan glanced at the chaotic scene in the classroom of class 29 and asked Yang Fan in a low voice, "you just said that you were almost killed. The person who took the shot was the summer city master in summer?"

"Yes, that's the old Zapi!" Yang Fan suddenly became excited when he mentioned summer. His voice mentioned it and made a small report to Zhu Huanan with extreme Resentment: "Old headmaster, you have to make decisions for the students. That summer, you bullied the small with the big. Don't be shameful. You even fought in front of the whole school's teachers and students. Look at me. Look at my face. It's all blood!"

"This is the South China martial arts school. It is the holy land of martial arts founded by your old man in those years. When you come here in summer, you don't know how to converge. You beat and kill the students in the sample recklessly. It's clear that you didn't pay attention to your old man at all!"

Zhu Huanan's mouth was drawn, how stiff he planted dirt and framed, how straightforward he provoked discord. This little guy is really bold.

Are your eyes ornaments when you are a master?

The blood on your body is obviously someone else's. although there is a lot of dust on your clothes, the skin inside is not even broken. In this case, do you dare to say that others beat and kill you?

In summer, if you have really entered the master's realm, will you still have life?

"Eh?" sensing that Yang Fan's body seemed to flash a mental wave, Zhu Huanan couldn't help looking at Yang Fan carefully. After that, his look changed slightly. He couldn't help asking softly, "little guy, are you still a level 3 spiritual teacher?"

Just now Zhu Huanan really didn't notice. He didn't expect that the little guy in front of him was still a hidden spiritual teacher, and his realm had reached the level 3 level!

"The headmaster's insight! Students are lucky to break through because of genius."

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed and lowered his head. Just now he didn't mean to reveal his mental power. He was just excited, um, excited.

At this time, Yang Fan will not admit that he deliberately showed his existence value in front of the master in South China and deliberately displayed his spiritual talent.

He is a low-key, luxurious and connotative person. He absolutely disdains to do such a sensational thing.

Well, that's it. It's not that I didn't hide deep enough. It's the vision of the master of South China. I can't hide it at all!

"Look at you. You should have just taken the second level spirit cultivation grass. The set of Spiritual Secrets given to you by teacher Zhu should have been cultivated?"

Zhu Huanan stared at Yang Fan with bright eyes. He was even a little excited.

Yang Fan, without affectation, directly confessed: "the headmaster's mirror, the students have practiced the divine light, long-term vision and alchemy, their hearts have realized, and their spirit has been shaken. Only in one fell swoop has they broken through the state of just awakening to the realm of three-level spiritual education!"

Zhu Huanan was shocked when he heard the speech. He had no doubt about Yang Fan's words. He even said the name of Shenguang's Alchemy accurately. It seems that the little guy has really understood it.

After all, when he left that set of spiritual secret arts, he didn't leave the real name of the secret arts. Only after he completely practiced and mastered that set of secret arts, the cultivator would automatically integrate and naturally understand the name of that set of skills in his heart.

"Although your martial arts talent is not obvious, your spiritual talent is rare in the world!" Zhu Huanan smiled happily: "I've got this spiritual secret for a long time. I've been in school for nearly 50 years. During this period, I've experienced countless people with unparalleled talent. But today, only you can successfully understand it. I have to say, you really impress me!"

It's not uncommon to successfully understand the secret of heaven level spirit and achieve spiritual cultivation in three areas a day!

"Unexpectedly, my South China martial arts school is finally going to produce a spiritual master, which is worth the hard work I have been trying to cultivate for decades, ha ha!"

Zhu Huanan laughed with a hearty voice. His eyes at Yang Fan were like looking at a rare treasure. There was a click in his mouth.

Yang Fan's face turned red when he saw it. He was embarrassed and said, "the headmaster praised falsely. The students are just a fluke for a while. It's still early from the spiritual master. If you want to break through to the master's realm, it will take a year and a half. It's really a negative expectation of the headmaster."

Zhu Huanan pulled at the corners of his mouth.

The child is not modest at all.

A year and a half into the realm of spiritual guru?

The cowhide is blowing so fast that it is about to fly to heaven.

Is it so good to be a master?

Normal people don't even think about it if they don't have a hundred years of hard work. Even those with great talents will take thirty or fifty years.

If he remembers it well, the fastest person in the world to enter the realm of spiritual guru today is Lord Ye Feiyan. He is as powerful as a bamboo, and his practice is unimpeded, directly breaking the breakthrough speed of all spiritual gurus in recent 100 years.

But even so, it took a whole decade for Lord Linghuang to awaken his spiritual power and become a spiritual master!

Is this Yang Fan so confident that he thinks his talent is better than the spirit emperor?

It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. His self-confidence is so shameless that he can almost catch up with him when he practiced martial arts.

Boy, there's a future!

"It's good to have this confidence. I look forward to the day when you are promoted to the spiritual master!"

Zhu Huanan did not break Yang Fan's cowhide. On the contrary, he gave some affirmation and recognition. Young people should give more encouragement.

With that, Zhu Huanan glanced at the broken scene in the classroom and said, "in fact, Chen Guang has reported your affairs to me in detail just now. I was thinking of warning summer. I didn't expect your phone to call so soon."

Help!

Yang Fan's old face is red. Is this very embarrassing?

Isn't that old man Chen Guang supposed to be receiving summer at the moment? Why did he type the report to the master of South China so soon?

It's not authentic. You have wood. You've never been so active and diligent before?

Yang Fan's heart was full of Chen Guang Tucao, but he knew that Chen Guang was out of a good intention, so that he would not make complaints about him and his family in advance.

"Headmaster, now that you know it, you must make decisions for me. In summer, you bully the small and deceive people too much. If the students don't have a little self-defense, they may be shocked to death by the shameless old Zapi's Qi and blood pressure from the beginning. It's unbearable!"

Yang Fan soon recovered from his embarrassment and continued to spare no effort to tell the black shape of summer.

Zhu Huanan nodded gently. He knew that Yang Fan's words should be true. Seeing someone cripple his daughter's thigh, no father can stand it. It's not normal for Yang Fan to kill in summer.

If it had been before, Zhu Huanan might have turned a blind eye to Xia Chunqiu's face. After all, although summer came too far, it was reasonable and did not cause very serious consequences.

At least, Yang Fan is not dead, is he?

As long as people are still alive, no matter Wang Zhe or South China martial arts school, they can live in face. It's just that everyone takes a step back from each other.

But now, after seeing Yang Fan's amazing spiritual talent, Zhu Huanan's balance has unconsciously shifted a little.

"This time in summer, it's really over done. It's time to knock it well!"