They never imagined that the parents waiting for their students to come out were such powerful experts.
The main thing is that there wasn't a single trace of a master on Meng Zhengyang's body.
Have you ever met a big shot who likes to play games all the time?
At Lin'an University, Bald Old Zhou and another mentor have reached the advanced stage.
They are the ones who can truly understand some of Meng Zhengyang's strength.
But they weren't sure; they could only vaguely sense it.
Meng Zhengyang's strength has surpassed that of advanced players, reaching an even higher level!
They can't even imagine it!
A dignified saint is sitting here playing video games like a parent waiting for their child to get out of school, completely lacking any decorum.
Moreover, their attitude towards Chen Chu just now seemed somewhat unenthusiastic?
However, no one dared to speak at this moment.
With such a powerful figure present, they stood obediently like scolded schoolchildren, not daring to utter a sound.
When the students who had cleared the dungeon with Chen Chu saw Meng Zhengyang, they felt as if the clouds had parted to reveal the clear sky.
Yu Quanzi muttered, "Is this what Chen Chu meant when he said he had a very ordinary uncle? Can I have a dozen uncles like that?"
The witch Miaomiao's eyes finally showed a hint of relief.
No wonder Chen Chu, who was only a beginner player, carried more than a dozen vials of life potions and so many spiritual fruits.
It turns out his uncle was actually a saint!
Among the crowd, the most excited was Fatty Wang!
When Fatty Wang saw how powerful Uncle Meng was, he quickly ran over.
"Uncle Meng, you dropped something, let me pick it up for you!"
Fatty Wang's face lit up with a big smile.
He happily dragged the thunder hammer from the ground and presented it to Meng Zhengyang like a treasure.
Even Meng Zhengyang found it somewhat amusing; this chubby boy was far too shrewd.
Meng Zhengyang put away the Thunder Hammer and the Soul-Destroying Needle.
Then he looked at the professors from Lin'an University and snorted coldly.
"Is this how you teach?"
Sweat began to trickle down Old Zhou's forehead without his noticing.
Fatty Wang added from the side, "Uncle Meng, it's this old bald guy. He probably didn't like me just now and wanted to teach me a lesson!"
Meng Zhengyang snorted coldly, defending his own without any reason.
Bald Old Zhou suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
However, a hint of relief appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing my life!"
When Meng Zhengyang made his move, no one present objected.
However, to outsiders, Wang Pangzi's behavior might seem like that of a petty person who has achieved his goal.
But for these students, and for the faculty members of Lin'an University...
All they felt was envy.
They wished they could kneel down and lick his boots, calling him "uncle."
Yu Quanzi imitated Wang Pangzi and came over, "Uncle Meng, are you tired? How about I massage your legs?"
Meng Zhengyang frowned. "You brat, do I even know you? Don't try to claim kinship with me. Do your parents know about this?"
Yu Quanzi was immediately embarrassed. He looked at Fatty Wang and thought to himself, "Hasn't this fat guy also recognized a relative?"
Fatty Wang crossed his arms and said smugly.
"Xiao Quanzi, you don't understand, do you? Uncle Meng watched me grow up since I was a child, he's my own uncle!"
Yu Quanzi's eyes widened, and everyone else looked incredulous.
It's one thing for Meng Zhengyang and Chen Chu to have such a relationship.
You little fatty, how could you actually get involved with a saintly figure?
Moreover, after Fatty Wang finished speaking, Meng Zhengyang did not object as he had to Fatty Yuquan.
It implies a default or implicit meaning.
Of all the people present, only the students from Jiangcheng University knew a little about the situation.
They were also familiar with Meng Zhengyang.
Meng Zhengyang was a big shot who was on good terms with their dean and the former dean.
Their trial instances were even opened by Meng Zhengyang.
“Go back and tell those old fogies in the Security Department that the Immortal Demon Palace’s move this time is definitely not just for a small purpose, and it’s unlikely that it’s only targeting these young people from the Southern University Alliance.”
Meng Zhengyang said something to a few people in the security department.
"Yes, we'll send the message back now."
The security team leader immediately nodded and relayed the message.
"Oh, and the Li family too. They colluded with the Immortal Demon Palace to target our chosen ones, their intentions are malicious. We should report that too!"
After Meng Zhengyang finished speaking, he didn't care anymore. He knew how the higher-ups in the Ministry of Security would decide.
Then he looked at the group of students standing on the dungeon teleportation array.
"All students from Jiangcheng University, come here, I'll take you back!"
With these words, Jiangcheng University once again became the focus of everyone's attention.
In a bottom-ranked university, there is actually a powerful expert at the Saint level.
There's a magical feeling to it.
However, the students at Jiangcheng University felt a strong sense of security and pride.
At that moment, they no longer felt that their school was inferior to others!
Can your school produce a master at the Saint level?
After everyone from Jiangcheng University arrived, Meng Zhengyang snapped his fingers.
The group of ten disappeared from the arena.
This teleportation skill once again shocked many instructors.
Actually, a little further away, there were some university teachers waiting to meet the students.
They also witnessed everything that happened on the field.
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