Although a little untidy, it can be regarded as a handsome boy.


    Yang Fan was not angry because of the depreciation and disdain of the slipper brother in front of him. He looked up with interest.


    This is the peak of a young master. It is really arrogant and arrogant to have such a strong cultivation at such an age.


    Moreover, it can be seen at a glance that they were born in the northwest guard house, which shows that the child not only has good qualifications, but also has good observation, knowledge and experience.


    What''s more, she looks like a prick with strong Qi and blood. She can pick up trouble when she''s free.


    Definitely a good seedling.


    It would be more reliable if they could be accepted as disciples.


    you ''re right.


    Yang Fan moved his mind again. Every time he saw such a young Tianjiao, he was itchy. He couldn''t help but want to turn all these Tianjiao into his trumpet.


    He likes such a prick who makes trouble. Such a person is full of blood. With a little training, he is a little expert in brushing monsters.


    "Hey, boy, who''s your brother?"


    An Sheng rushed out directly and looked at the little guy who had nothing to do in front of him angrily: "we''re talking here. What''s wrong with you? You just come here and insert?"


    "Jinghua people are great. I''m also Jinghua people. Am I proud?"


    "The first day of freshman life?"


    "Bah! Even Tianjiao, an amazing demon like me, dare not say he is the first genius. Who gives you the face to say he is the first?"


    Ansheng''s mouth has never been a fuel-efficient stubble.


    With only a few words, he succeeded in provoking brother slipper''s anger.


    "Hey! Challenge, isn''t it?!" brother slipper raised his eyebrow and looked at Ansheng: "in front of the young master, no one has ever dared to say that he is a demon. If we have the ability, let''s fight now and see who the grandson is!"


    "Come on!" Ansheng stepped forward and shouted loudly, "who is afraid of who? I don''t want to beat you to the ground!"


    "Don''t make trouble, two students!"


    Gu Jun then stood up and said softly, "students are not allowed to fight privately in Jinghua Wuda school, otherwise they will be invited to the picket for tea. Believe me, although the picket''s environment is good, you won''t like it there."


    At the words of the picket, brother slipper''s body stiffened and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes.


    It seemed that he had experienced the power of the picket, otherwise there would be no such conditioned reflex.


    Gu Jun spoke again and gently advised:


    "Don''t you all want to compete for the first place in the orientation test? You can compete in the test."


    "This will not violate the school rules and attract the attention of the picket elders, but also directly prove the strength of their own strength. Why not?"


    "OK!" brother slipper raised his eyebrows and said in a high voice, "just do what the senior said, little fat man, you''ll be crushed by this genius in the orientation test!"


    "Be sure to remember the name of this genius, Ren Jinglun. People are like Ren Jinglun! They don''t know who they lost in the future!"


    Ansheng shrugged: "cowhide, who can''t boast. Wait until you really win the fat Lord! However, you''re afraid you won''t have this chance in your life."


    "Ren Jinglun?" Pang Yu said in surprise, "are you Ren Jinglun, the No. 1 scholar in Liberal Arts in Beijing this year?"


    "That''s right!" Ren Jinglun nodded proudly: "it''s the champion!"


    "The elder sister is more discerning. This genius is not only superior in intelligence, but also amazing in martial arts. I must be the first in this year''s freshman trial!"


    With that, Ren Jinglun once again disdained Yang Fan. Several people shook their right index finger and said, "you guys, it''s all over!"


    "Hum! I''ll see you in the freshman trial!"


    With that, Ren Jinglun raised his head and carried his kettle behind his back, pulled his flip flop and left proudly.


    Pang Yu''s face was a little strange. He whispered to Yang Fan: "if I remember correctly, this Ren Jinglun seems to be a student in Mr. Ye''s class."


    Yang Fan was stunned: "that is to say, he is in the same class with us?"


    Seeing Pang Yu nodding and Yang Fan''s mouth slightly hooked, he couldn''t help showing a faint smile.


    Look, this is fate.


    It saved him from going to inquire about the child''s class residence. The apprentice sent to the door didn''t have the reason to push again.


    "The young man is good. We should get along well in the future."


    Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction. If he hadn''t been a newcomer, he didn''t behave too exaggerated. Just now he couldn''t help but want to charm Ren Jinglun directly and forcibly accept the apprentice.


    Master peak ah, any adjustment, that is, a new king trumpet, saves Yang Fan from making great efforts to deliberately cultivate.


    It''s nice to think about it.


    As soon as an Sheng''s mouth was drawn, what''s wrong with that manic and arrogant boy? Why didn''t he see it at all?


    No. 1 in liberal arts?


    Special.


    They are a martial arts school here. Is it good? Martial arts strength is the foundation of everything? No matter how good they are in liberal arts, they can use it. Should they recite Tang and Song poems to those monsters when they go out to hunt monsters?


    Besides, it''s just the No. 1 scholar in Liberal Arts in Beijing. What''s good?


    If you have the ability, why don''t you bring back a total champion in the thirty-six federal domains?


    "Brother fan, don''t you want to take an apprentice again?"


    An Sheng is worthy of being the chief disciple selected by Yang Fan. He is a roundworm in Yang Fan''s stomach. As soon as Yang Fan lifted his ass, he knew what Yang Fan wanted.


    Yang Fan looked at him with appreciation and said, "what''s the matter? I don''t like you little younger martial brother?"


    Ansheng was speechless. Before the eight characters were written, Yang Fan seemed to have recognized it. Even the younger martial brother called it out.


    "Don''t worry. I''ll take him into the door when I''m a teacher. You, a big senior brother, don''t play with him as much as you want. Can you make him turn the sky?"


    Ansheng shrugged helplessly. You are the master. You are right in everything you say.


    However, he doesn''t quite understand why Yang Fan has such a great interest and hobby in apprenticeship?


    One by one, one by one. During a trip to the secret land of Lingyuan, he even covered all the Tianjiao who survived.


    Now, as soon as he came to Beijing Wuda, he took aim at a classmate. More than that, Yang Fan even began to ask Gu Jun and Pang Yu about the list of talents of all students at Beijing Wuda.


    What is he doing? Does he want to turn Jinghua Wuda into the back garden of their demon killing sect and include all Tianjiao students in the mountain gate?


    Ansheng could not help shivering and felt it necessary to persuade brother fan.


    Although this idea sounds beautiful, if you dig into the corner of other people''s Beijing Wuda like this, you''ll be killed by the president of Wuda in the street!


    Tian Buqi stayed with Zhu Sibo and never spoke. The world of young people should be broken by themselves. They will not interfere.


    However, seeing these young people bickering with each other and fighting with each other like a cockfight, the two old men who lived nearly 200 years couldn''t help thinking about their own green years.


    "There are few sails. After all, this is the campus of Jinghua Wuda. We foreign fighters are inconvenient to stay for a long time, so we won''t stay here more."


    "Later, we will rent a house outside the school, and we will stay in it these days. If you have any orders, you can communicate directly!"


    The two raised their wristwatches, said goodbye to Yang Fan at the same time, and entered Beijing Wuda. Yang Fan''s safety no longer needs them to worry too much.


    If you can''t even protect your students among your own school doctors, Beijing Wuda is not qualified to be called the best Wudao University in the Federation.


    Yang Fan nodded, said a word of thanks, and then watched them leave.


    As soon as the two imperial strongmen left, several people around them obviously felt that the depression in the air was one of relaxation, and their mentality became much more comfortable.


    A group of young people are always watched by two emperor level elders. It is inevitable that they will be a little restrained.


    Now, the source of their psychological restraint has disappeared, and one by one they are beginning to reveal their nature.


    "Master!" Gu Jun finally stopped pretending to be a senior and whispered to Yang Fan, "are you going to go in and have a rest, or let Pang Yu and I accompany you around the campus?"


    "How about I take you to the martial arts cultivation room?"


    Seeing that Yang Fan didn''t seem to want to go into the apartment to rest and sit around, Gu Jun gently suggested to Yang Fan, "Pang Yu and I still have some credits that can be exchanged for several hours of cultivation time for Shifu and senior brothers and sisters."


    "The training room of Beijing Martial Arts University is very famous in the whole city of Beijing. It not only improves the training speed three times, but also temporarily improves the understanding and speeds up the understanding progress of martial arts skills. Many off campus martial artists and some aristocratic children have no chance to come in and experience it."


    "Practice room?"


    Yang Fan shook his head slightly and went to a chicken''s training room at his Turtle training speed!


    Don''t say it''s just a triple promotion, even if it''s ten times and a hundred times. It''s better to kill a low-level monster for a long time. It''s a waste of time.


    Besides, they have just come out of the land of Lingyuan. Even if the cultivation room of Jinghua Wuda is even more powerful, can it be better than the cultivation environment of the land of Lingyuan?


    However, as soon as I look back, I see that an Sheng and Mu Qianqian are quite interested and yearning. They are very fresh. It seems that they are also curious about the practice room of Jinghua Wuda.


    Yang Fan could not help hesitating a little. He happened to reap a lot in the land of Lingyuan. He also needed a quiet place to have a good rest.


    "Well, then go and have a look."


    Yang Fan nodded and agreed. An Sheng and Mu Qianqian cheered at the same time.


    As a native of Beijing, the two of them have heard and yearned for the magic of the training room of Beijing Martial Arts University.


    However, the successive presidents of Beijing Wuda all recognized the reason of death and were stubborn. They were unwilling to let the practice room in the school open to the outside world.


    Therefore, unless it is the students and teachers of Beijing Wuhan University, no one can easily enter it.


    Now, they finally have a chance to have a good experience!