Yang Fan's move shocked everyone in an instant.

Among the freshmen in this class, there are only five kingdoms. Now, three of them were farmed by Yang Fan.

Although the other two did not take action, they were obviously shocked and stood aside without even the courage to say something.

So awesome!

So handsome!

This is the sigh that most students make. Many little girls even have little stars in their eyes, with a little admiration that they want to live with Yang Fansheng.

In fact, even Yang Fan himself did not expect that his kingly power would become so powerful now.

Since absorbing the emperor-level will several times in the spiritual source land, this is the first time that Yang Fan has used the power of the king to fight against the enemy in front of others. Unexpectedly, the effect is so outstanding that he himself was shocked.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan's mouth curled slightly, raised his hand and stroked his hair casually, his eyes drooped, looking down at Wen Lang and the other two, and said leisurely:

"You said, why bother with you? Why bother? You have to force me to take action and force me to be high-profile. Are you satisfied now?"

Wen Lang and the other two were buried in the soil. Their heads were exposed to the ground and were still under the intimidation of Yang Fan's power. They couldn't speak at all. They were all blushed and their faces were blushed and their necks were thick. They could only watch Yang Fan use them as stepping stones to pretend to be a big pussy!

Very frustrated!

I want to die so much!

Such a powerful freshman, who has never heard of Mao and the others before?

If they had known this guy was so awesome, they wouldn't have come to provoke him even if they were lame!

Changsun Xingyou regretted it and had the urge to slap his mouth wildly. If he hadn't been the first to laugh at Yang Fan, there wouldn't be these twists and turns behind. Today's incident would have been broken by his broken mouth.

The same is true for the two of them.

Yang Fan just showed his kingly power at them, and directly pushed the three of them into the ground and couldn't extricate themselves. His strength was so much stronger than them that he couldn't arouse the idea of ​​resisting at all?

At least in Jinghua City, during the four years of Jinghua Wuhan University, their hope of revenge within the rules is probably vain.

At this moment, Yang Fan's strength had penetrated deep into their hearts, and a self-satisfied mentality quietly arose in their hearts.

"master!"

Mu Qianqian suddenly flew out of the crowd and stood on the green-haired turtle's face with Yang Fan. He respectfully bent over and saluted Yang Fan, and whispered: "Master, I'm afraid there is any misunderstanding in this."

As he said that, Mu Qianqian looked down at the three heads on the ground and said, "No matter what, everyone is all classmates. This new trial requires everyone to complete it together. Why not give the disciples a face and spare them this time?"

brush!

The scene was quiet.

Mu Qianqian's words made the absolute majority of the students present collectively confused.

As the only spiritual spirit master among this class of freshmen, and also a second-level spiritual spirit master with a pure and lovely appearance, Mu Qianqian's recognition in the hearts of all students is not ordinary.

After all, compared to Wen Lang, Changsun Xingyou, Shi Cheng and other big men, the beautiful queen is always more likely to attract attention.

But now.

The only beautiful spiritual master among the freshmen actually called Yang Fan so kindly and respectfully. This was really surprising and surprising.

You know, they are students of the same class and they are not very different in age. What kind of virtue can Yang Fan be able to make a second-level spiritual master so willingly worship him as his teacher?

Even though they had just seen Yang Fan's strength, many people still felt it was a bit unacceptable.

Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe, Changsun Xingyou, and another new crown student named Zheng Hongshuo, were all stunned.

They looked up at Yang Fan, the master and disciple standing on the green hair ***, and were confused. No one expected that this kind of relationship would be between Mu Qianqian and Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at Mu Qianqian with satisfaction. The time when this girl jumped out was just right.

Originally, he didn't think about how to deal with Wen Lang and the other three. Now that Mu Qianqian pleads for them, he can just go with the flow and spare them.

As for the announcement of his master-apprentice relationship with Mu Qianqian in advance, there is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, Yang Fan did not think about hiding it. He announced it in advance, so he could be a role model and leave a very deep impression in the hearts of these freshmen.

After all, these students are all small trumpets that Yang Fan had already booked in his heart, so that they could prepare in advance, so that they would not be able to accept these small trumpets when Yang Fan spoke out to accept disciples in the future.

Yang Fan raised his hand and patted Mu Qianqian on the head, and said dotingly: "Be good. Since even Qianqian has pleaded for them, then today I will be very compassionate and let them go this time."

As he said that, Yang Fan's thought moved, and the king's power exerted on Wen Lang and the other two was instantly retracted.

The pressure on Wen Lang and the other two suddenly relaxed, and the mentality of bowing their heads and surrendering gradually disappeared. The blood on the three of them flowed, and with force on their feet, they rushed out of the soil under them.

However, they did not dare to fly up again, but stood honestly on the ground and bowed and apologized to Yang Fan in a barely manner:

"Thank you! We didn't recognize Mount Tai before, and there were many offensive things. I hope Yang Fan can ignore past grudges and don't bother with us!"

no way.

The heroes do not suffer any loss at the moment. Faced with such an unfathomable perverted classmate, they can only temporarily bow their heads to deal with it.

Yang Fan looked down at the three of them, but he didn't expect that these three little guys could be so conscious of practice and could bend and stretch.

If it weren't for the fact that a small flame appeared in their eyes from time to time and the anger on their bodies was condensed and not dissipated, Yang Fan would have believed them if he couldn't do it well.

However, as young people, who are not a little willful, Yang Fan is the most experienced in treating such thorns that have evil thoughts on him.

"Okay, everyone is all classmates, they won't know each other if they don't fight! It's good if some questions are opened."

Yang Fan laughed and waved to the three and another king, signaling them to fly to the ***.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Four figures flashed by, Wen Lang, Shi Chenghe, Changsun Xingyou and Zheng Hongshuo all flew in front of Yang Fan.

Fortunately, the green-haired turtle is huge and has a green size that is as big as an ordinary car, so it can barely stand three or five people.

"Okay! It's okay, let's continue on the road! If you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't be able to get to Kurayanshan before dark!"

Yang Fan did not greet the four people, but first explained to the hundreds of students around him loudly. Then, everyone said silently, and they actually followed Yang Fan's instructions and continued to move forward.

Obeying the strong is a code of conduct that everyone in the human race generally follows in the end times.

Now Yang Fan is undoubtedly the most highly cultivated person in their team, at least in the eyes of these students.

Therefore, everyone naturally chose to follow Yang Fan's arrangements, just as before, everyone followed Wen Lang, Mu Qianqian and the five kings on their way.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction. Since he had already stood up, he didn't mind being a leader. After all, some of the rewards in this new trial were still very attractive to him.

The thought moved slightly, causing the green-haired turtle under his feet to accelerate again, rushed to the front of the team in one fell swoop, and took on the responsibility of pioneering the way.

Wen Lang and the others next to them were not surprised, and looked natural. With Yang Fan's current strength level, it would seem a bit strange if he didn't walk in the front.

However, the sudden acceleration of the green-haired turtle like lightning just now made several people surprised, and they felt that Yang Fan's strength was unfathomable.

"Several classmates, let's go downstairs and sit down!"

Yang Fan reached out and made a gesture of invitation, and took Mu Qianqian to invite the four of them to the more spacious and safe tortoise shell.

Then, Yang Fan took out a set of tables, chairs and benches from the storage space, and asked Wen Lang and others to take their seats. The table was filled with fresh spiritual fruits above level 4, which looked fragrant and attractive.

Yang Fan and Mu Qianqian sat down next to him, Wen Lang, Shi Cheng and the other four sat at the table one after another, looking at the high-level spiritual fruits with full spiritual power on the table, each of them seemed a little restrained and could not understand Yang Fan's way.

There are so many high-level spiritual fruits, one after another, and they have to add up to ten kilograms, right?

Should I be so luxurious and so generous?

Although the green-haired turtle was fast, it was as steady as flat on the tortoise shell, and there was no slight bump. A group of kings sat around a square table, and the table was filled with fresh and attractive platters of spirit fruits.

The scene was once quiet and peaceful. When people who didn't know saw it, they would definitely think that they were going out for an outing instead of attending a new trial or hunting monsters.

Yang Fan took a crystal grape and put it in his mouth. He reached out to signal the few people not to be polite. At the same time, he asked in a low voice: "If I guess well, the few of them should be students from Martial Arts Class 1, right?"

Seeing Wen Lang and others nodding, Yang Fan smiled softly: "That's a coincidence. I, Qianqian, and those who are practicing in meditation are also students in Martial Arts Class 1."

As he said that, Yang Fan raised his hand and pointed at An Sheng who was practicing with peace of mind on another part of the tortoise shell. Chu Feiyun and the others introduced: "These five are like Qianqian, all of them are my disciples."

"Well, although my cultivation is still a little short of now, I should have a breakthrough soon."

Wen Lang and Changsun Xingyou and the four of them turned their heads and looked at An Sheng and the other two, and a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes.

Among the five people, except for An Sheng's cultivation, the remaining four people were pitifully weak. Two of them were even at the level of high-level martial artists, not even a master.

It's really funny.
Chapter completed!