"Although your spiritual roots are rather weak and your cultivation value acquisition speed is a bit slow, if you work hard, it is not impossible for you to get into a mediocre college."
Wang Dazhuang gave Yang Fan, who had "given up on himself", a severe lesson.
Then, regardless of whether Yang Fan liked it or not, he dragged him towards the school.
"well!"
Yang Fan looked at Wang Dazhuang's enthusiasm and smiled bitterly.
This is a huge misunderstanding.
Big hunting ground.
The academy is a place for students who have just awakened their spiritual roots to improve their realm.
Various mutant beasts are kept here.
Because they are artificially bred, they are relatively weak.
Suitable for novices who have just awakened their spiritual roots, come here to gain cultivation points and improve their realm.
"Wow! Isn't that Yang Fan from our class?"
"Yang Fan? That idiot who was so self-conscious that he hid at home and hadn't been to school for half a month is here?"
"I heard that he has awakened his spiritual roots, so he is not a waste."
"Awakened spiritual roots are also the worst kind of waste spiritual roots, not much better than unawakened spiritual roots."
Yang Fan's arrival caused a lot of discussion among the senior students in each class at the Big Hunting Ground.
In the distance, the class teacher Zhang Dongliang also saw it.
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he was seeing things!
"Yang Fan, why... are you willing to come to school?" Teacher Zhang Dongliang hesitated.
"Master, this is my fat man's fault."
"Are you tired?"
Zhang Dongliang was even more confused.
Wang Dazhuang boasted, "Yes, I saw Brother Fan wandering around this morning, giving up on himself, so I dragged him to the hunting ground to help him improve his realm."
"You...? Take him? Are you sure you're not kidding?" Zhang Dongliang almost popped his eyes out.
"Of course I have to. Fatty, I've already broken through the initial stage of body building, so I'm more than capable of leading a newbie like him."
"I've already told Brother Fan that having useless spiritual roots isn't a big deal. With hard work, it's entirely possible to get into a mediocre college!"
Wang Dazhuang's realm broke through to the initial stage of body building, and he became more confident.
When the class teacher Zhang Dongliang heard his words, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched violently twice.
Fatty, how about I listen to what you are saying?
Yang Fan looked embarrassed and stood there without saying a word.
At this time, he really didn't know how to start.
To say the least, the fat man did have good intentions.
Afterwards, Yang Fan borrowed an iron sword from his teacher and went deep into the hunting ground with Wang Dazhuang.
Along the way, the high school students I met all looked at me strangely.
There were even some who were mean-spirited, like Zhang Ting, who mocked Yang Fan in a sarcastic tone in front of him.
Yang Fan ignored him and headed in a deserted direction with Wang Dazhuang.
Don’t even mention Wang Dazhuang, that fat guy, his tonnage is there.
When dealing with these mutated beasts, they have a great advantage in strength.
Especially his weapon, which is a huge hammer.
Those mutant beasts that pounced on him were either smashed to death or sent flying, leaving Yang Fan dumbfounded!
"Brother Fan, how about this... Now you know how awesome I, a fatty, am with my tons of weight, right?"
Wang Dazhuang was very pleased to see Yang Fan's shocked expression.
"roar!"
Suddenly, a tiger roar came from the front.
Yang Fan looked up and his expression changed slightly!
The second-level mutated monster, the Red Flame Tiger!
Isn’t this the academy’s hunting ground for the mutant beasts they keep in captivity?
How could a second-level mutated monster suddenly appear?
“Fuck…fuck! How…how could this…could this…” Wang Dazhuang was so frightened that his legs were shaking.
"roar!"
At this time, the red flame tiger had already pounced on them fiercely.
Yang Fan raised the iron sword in his hand and rushed forward to block it.
Snap!
The power of the Red Flame Tiger was so strong that the iron sword broke instantly.
"Brother Fan!"
Wang Dazhuang screamed loudly, feeling that Yang Fan was dead.
Suddenly, a black light flashed in Yang Fan's hand, and a heavy black iron sword appeared.
"Huh!? This sword... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."
Wang Dazhuang widened his eyes and exclaimed in confusion.
boom!
boom!
…
Yang Fan took a blast step, and with a loud noise, he instantly blasted the second-level mutant monster, the Red Flame Tiger, back more than ten meters!
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