In front of the podium.
The chalk in Zhang Dongliang's hand fell to the ground.
Previously, Yang Fan suddenly returned.
He would smile and say, "Teacher, I'm back."
But this time... he said: I'm leaving.
Zhang Dongliang turned his head to look at the classroom door, at his most prized student.
Where is the youth, where is the bow, where do the years come from, where does the wind come from?
It seemed like just yesterday.
Zhang Dongliang saw the boy who had first come to the class again.
His aura was exactly the same.
Everything that has happened in the past five or six years feels like a dream.
In particular, three years ago, countless martial artists reported that he had perished in the abyss.
But Zhang Dongliang still didn't believe it.
Later, he came back...
"Senior, could you teach us a class?"
A female elementary school student sitting in the second row against the wall said expectantly.
These words... seem familiar.
Yang Fan suddenly turned around and remembered that Chu Li, that little girl, had also said the same thing to him.
"Okay," Yang Fan agreed with a smile.
Teacher Zhang Dongliang gave up the podium, but still stood there blankly, as if he had lost his soul.
Yang Fan was about to leave, and for a moment... he felt melancholy and couldn't accept it.
Yang Fan stood calmly and composed on the podium.
He had no martial arts aura whatsoever, and was just like an ordinary teenager.
But the features on his face... were clearly different from those of the boy five years ago.
They've matured and grown.
Class teacher Zhang Dongliang stared blankly.
Before long, the school principal and mentors all rushed over.
They stood quietly in the corridor outside the window, watching without making a sound to disturb them.
After a while, the younger students listened quite attentively.
Because they knew in their hearts... that this would be the last time this legendary senior lectured them.
It was almost noon.
Yang Fan came out of the school.
"Senior!"
A shout rang out.
Yang Fan looked up and was stunned.
"Junior Sister Chu Li?"
Why is this junior from elementary school back?
previously.
Yang Fan asked his old teacher, who said she was in Pangu City.
"Senior, I...I...you...you..."
Chu Li ran over quickly, but whether from nervousness or excitement, she stammered and couldn't speak for a long time.
"Junior, it's been a long time," Yang Fan said with a smile.
"Ah! Senior, it's been a long time."
"Aren't you in Pangu City?"
"I...I'm back."
"All right."
"Senior, are you leaving already?"
Chu Li raised her beautiful eyes and stared at him without blinking.
From the day Yang Fan went to campus, the first time she saw him, she became his number one fangirl.
Her swordsmanship was taught to her by Yang Fan.
Even after Yang Fan left, she diligently repaired the chain day and night, just to live up to Yang Fan's expectations.
In her heart, she also harbored a hope and ideal: to follow in the footsteps of her senior, Yang Fan.
"Yes, I plan to go to the capital, and then I'll go to the Upper Realm." Yang Fan nodded.
Although he had achieved physical sainthood, he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods despite being a mortal.
However, the ascension power emanating from the upper realm grew stronger and stronger.
Judging from this situation, I'm afraid I'll be ascending to the upper realm tomorrow.
"Okay... alright."
Chu Li's pretty face showed some frustration.
She lowered her head, her hands clenching the hem of her clothes... I don't know what she was thinking.
Yang Fan looked at her and said with a smile, "Let's have a meal together."
"Ah! Okay...okay, it's on me!"
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