The hatch door opens.

Wang Zhe took six students off the boat one by one.

The inter-provincial airships in Dazheng City set off every half month and flew towards the guard office in a direction. The residents of about eight nearby cities, if they want to go to the guard office, Dazheng City is their must-pass place.

It is said that this route has been running for more than 30 years and has been unobstructed. Even if you encounter some unopposed birds or high-level monsters, you can easily solve the problem by encountering three masters and a spiritual master on the inter-provincial airship.

Moreover, the inter-provincial airship itself is an extremely huge mobile city. The inside and outside of the hull are protected by formations. The level of formations is even two levels higher than the city protection formations of Xichu City. Even if you encounter a king-level monster, you will have certain defense power.

An Sheng followed Yang Fan, looked at the giant airship that was 100 meters high in front of him, and pointed at Yang Fan and asked, "Brother Fan, do you know how much it costs to take such an inter-provincial airship?"

Without waiting for Yang Fan to answer, An Sheng spoke out on his own: "Each person has at least 50,000 federal coins, and our group of seven people will cost at least 750,000 federal coins."

Yang Fan was stunned.

So expensive?

It’s just a trip to the garrison. The special meow can actually spend nearly five years of net income from their Yang Family Restaurant, and it’s a real chicken and a cow!

However, the fat man suddenly told him what he did and was he showing off?

"Really or false?" Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze exclaimed at the same time, looking at An Sheng incredibly. It was obvious that although An Sheng's voice just now was small, they all heard it.

Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze have a similar family background and have never left Xichu City. They only occasionally hear about giants like inter-provincial airships.

I never thought that it would cost 50,000 federal dollars to take a inter-provincial airship just to take a sky-high price of 50,000 federal dollars.

Compared to the two of them, Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui seemed much calmer. Obviously, they had some understanding of inter-provincial airships, and were not surprised by the price of such a ticket.

"Tsk!" An Sheng glanced at Zhu Yuchen and the others with contempt, "It's true and fake. Look at your little appearance that you have never seen the world. This is just an inter-provincial airship. If you let you know the price of the inter-continental airship, you might be surprised how much!"

When it comes to the tickets for the intercontinental airship, Ansheng's heart feels aching.

One hundred thousand yuan is just the lowest economy class single ticket. Poor he has no more than two thousand now, but he still fantasizes about taking Yang Fan to Lingyuan after the college entrance examination.

So poor!

"Mental sting!"

Regardless of whether An Sheng was pointing a slander or not, Yang Fan had already started to take the role in the meeting without hesitation, so when he saw the fat man looking at the local rascal, Yang Fan gave An Sheng this without hesitation.

Just now, when Yang Fan heard An Sheng suddenly mention the ticket for the intercontinental spacecraft, he instantly understood what this fat man meant.

If you want a spiritual source, travel expenses are undoubtedly a huge problem. Ansheng is so poor that he is almost a ghost. How can he pay for the ticket to take an intercontinental spacecraft?

This girl was obviously reminding him in disguise that it was time to buy money.

Xiao Wang, he is quite scheming, and he dares to use different methods to become a teacher.

Yang Fan looked at An Sheng with contempt. He couldn't even afford a ticket, so he went to a place where the chicken's spiritual source was. Isn't this obviously going to cheat him as his master?

This guy, this time he was so active in participating in the resource competition for the garrison's house, could it be for the ship ticket money?

An Sheng's body stiffened, his face turned red and sweating in an instant, and his expression was so painful that he felt like constipation.

"Master, please spare me, I know I'm wrong!"

Ansheng was afraid of something in a flash and quickly sent a message to Yang Fan to admit his mistake.

In just a moment, he sensed that Yang Fan's mental power was like a vast river and a vast sea, sweeping towards him surgingly. His spiritual defense was like a layer of thin paper in Yang Fan's mental attack, and was directly pierced by Yang Fan without even 000-1 second.

"So powerful! Compared to yesterday, it seems to be much stronger! How far has this monster's current spiritual cultivation level been promoted to? Level 4, or Level 5?"

An Sheng was shocked. The longer he stayed with Yang Fan, the more he could feel Yang Fan's strength, which was completely incomparable.

It feels like standing beside Yang Fan, his identity as a little apprentice seems to be getting more and more appropriate.

At the beginning, Ansheng didn't feel so frustrated and powerless in front of the old man Andao.

"An Sheng, who do you say..."

Zhu Yuchen is not a good-tempered person. He was so despised and ridiculed by An Sheng, and his chest suddenly became angry. This fat man seemed to be a little worthy of beating.

So what can a spiritual minder master? Chu Feiyun can cure him, and Zhu Yuchen can do the same!

Zhu Yuchen was about to go up to teach An Sheng a deep lesson, but he saw that An Sheng's fat face suddenly turned into a cooked crayfish, with a faint white mist in the red.

What's wrong with this?

If you are familiar with it, are you still going to become an immortal?

"Student Zhu Yuchen, Jin Wenze, I'm sorry, I was so mean just now, I shouldn't be too much, please forgive me!"

The next second, An Sheng's attitude turned 180 degrees and turned directly to apologize to Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze. His sincere attitude even made Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui, the two bystanders, were almost moved.

The four of them couldn't help but glance at Yang Fan, who was closest to Ansheng at the same time. Needless to ask, it must be that Yang Fan had just given this fat man an unforgettable lesson, otherwise this girl would never be so honest and peaceful.

Yang Fan really has two tricks to make a second-level spiritual master like An Sheng surrender without any resistance. He is worthy of being a player who once defeated Chu Feiyun and won the resource and fought for the trial championship in one fell swoop.

Zhu Yuchen snorted at An Sheng, and the anger in his chest gradually faded. He shook his sleeves and ignored him. After all, they were all members of the team. If An Sheng wasn't too annoying, he wouldn't want to have any internal strife before the game.

Jin Wenze was the same, and even gave Yang Fan a gratitude glance. He had suffered a loss in An Sheng's hands, so he naturally knew the insidiousness and power of An Sheng. If there was a stir, he and Zhu Yuchen would not necessarily be their opponents.

Fortunately, Yang Fan took action in time to make everyone's face possible and avoid many conflicts and embarrassments.

"Okay, this matter will be revealed." Yang Fan raised his hand and patted An Sheng on the shoulder, secretly helping him relieve the needle sensation caused by the mental sting, and chuckled to Zhu Yuchen and others and said:

"Everyone is on the same boat now. I don't want any barriers or dissatisfaction with each other. After all, we went to the garrison this time, but we went to the championship of the ring competition. If anyone dared to have internal strife and deliberately made trouble, I would not be ruthless."

As he said that, Yang Fan looked down at An Sheng again and asked softly: "Student An Sheng, do you think what I said makes sense?"

An Sheng nodded quickly: "It's not just reasonable, it's just a famous saying. If anyone dares to have an objection, I will be the first to not let him go!"

This little pony is so nice.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction, and he liked Ansheng's spirit of being very conscious and practical.

Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui and others glanced at An Sheng with contempt. Such a lesson in bullying the weak and fearing the strong made them doubt and prejudice about the great and glorious profession of the spiritual master for the first time.

Even a guy like Ansheng can become a spiritual master, and God is really not open to his eyes.

However, they agreed with Yang Fan's words. No matter what, their current goal is to win the championship in the arena, to gain more cultivation resources for the South China Martial Arts School, and themselves.

Although An Sheng is a little bit vulgar and a little bit unobstructed, he is a second-level spiritual master after all, and a surprise soldier in the team. With him there, it will indeed be of great help to their performance in the ring match.

So, I can only endure it for the time being.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing!"

"Brothers, guess what I saw just now? I saw several toads squatting in the door of the waiting room yawning, and saying shamelessly that they wanted to win the championship of the guards' resources for the arena. Are you funny?!"

Under Yang Fan's mediation, all the people from the South China School team gave up their prejudices and were about to lift their feet into the waiting hall. A very arrogant voice suddenly rang behind him.

The laughter was boring and without any cover. Beside him, five young men in the same student costumes as him stood. These people, wrapped their arms around, were looking at Yang Fan and the others with sarcastic expressions of disdain.

When Yang Fan saw that the words Luocheng Martial Arts School were printed on the front of their school uniforms, it was obvious that these people were also participants who were rushing to the garrison in inter-provincial airships.

The one who laughed wildly just now was a tall and thin man, who was 1.9 meters tall, as thin as a bamboo pole, but his voice was surprisingly loud. A loud laugh attracted almost all the passers-by around him.

"The martial artist has a level 3, and his cultivation is comparable to Chu Feiyun. No wonder he is so arrogant."

Yang Fan could see the strength of this tall and thin man at a glance, and his heart was secretly stunned. It seemed that it was not only the only thing that geniuses had in Xichu City, but also other cities and other martial arts schools.

As his eyes grew taller, Yang Fan looked at the classmates behind him one by one, and then his surprise even more. All of them were level 3 martial artists. This Luocheng Martial Arts School seemed very awesome!

On the right side of this group of students, there was a middle-aged man wearing black frames with myopic eyes and a white and fat face, like the teacher leading the team at Luocheng Martial Arts School this time.

The team leader's eyes first stayed on Wang Zhe for a while, then kept looking at Yang Fan and the others, and finally stopped at Yang Fan. It was obvious that the strength and cultivation of the fourth-level martial artist exposed by Yang Fan at this moment successfully attracted his attention.

Seeing this guy smiling and seeing the two students at the same time conflicting, but without any intention of saying a word to stop him, Yang Fan immediately determined that this team leader was definitely not a good person. Even if he was wearing a pair of glasses, he could not hide his unique aura of gentle and scum.

People who practice martial arts usually have strong body and good vision, and rarely have myopia in their eyes. However, the teacher in Luocheng Martial Arts School wears a solid thick bottle bottom on his face, which is definitely not the kind of flat mirror or empty frame specially made for the sake of coolness.

A very strange person.

"Which dot is this crawling out of a pit? Why did you start spraying feces on the street? You're so quick to smoke me to death? The cleaning robot is coming out to clean up the bunch of bed bugs?!"

As soon as An Sheng spoke, the six students opposite him changed their expressions and their murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

However, Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui and others were in a good mood, and a feeling of sharing the same hatred of the enemy naturally arose from the bottom of their hearts.

When it comes to verbal attacks, they obeyed the fat man Ansheng.
Chapter completed!