Chapter 164: Yang Fan, Are You a Monster? !

"Huh? Why did it seem like a strong mental wave swept past me just now? Could it be an illusion?"

Teacher Zhu, who was lying on his side on the bed in the living room, suddenly turned his lower body lightly, and his brows frowned slightly. After trying to sense it carefully, she found that everything was as usual. She thought she was just in a dream. In the middle, he turned over and closed his eyes again.

Unconsciously, he muttered softly: "It must be because I have been too tired these two days, and my nerves are a little sensitive. How can there be a third-level or higher spiritual teacher in the South China Martial Arts School or the entire West Chu City?"

"A small D-level town far away from the federal center with a population of just over one million. No senior psychiatrist would be bored to explore here. It must be a dream..."

As for Yang Fan in the training room next door, he was not in Teacher Zhu's consideration at all.

A rookie who has just awakened his spiritual power, even with the assistance of a second-level spiritual nurturing grass, will not be able to be promoted to a first-level psychiatrist if he dies.

Moreover, it is impossible for him to completely refine the medicinal power of the second-level elixir so quickly. Even if he can advance, it will probably be a week or a month later.

Teacher Zhu stays here, and has seen too many students who think they are talented waste the second-level spirit cultivation grass over and over again, and fail to advance again and again, and they have long been used to it.

"That's Zhu Huanan, that whimsical old guy, a good martial arts school, if he insists on wishful thinking to train a psychiatrist, it's simply not doing his job properly!"

"Doesn't he know that those who are truly spiritually gifted are destined to be extraordinary from birth, and there will naturally be better and more professional schools to train them, and how can they get a pure martial arts school without any professional foundation?" Go pick it up?"

"Ha... owe~!"

Teacher Zhu stretched his waist, yawned big, then tilted his head, drooped his eyelids, and fell asleep.

The teacher on duty in the No. 1 training room also felt a little abnormal when Yang Fan broke through to the third-level Psychiatrist. At that moment, he had a feeling of being watched by something.

It's just that the feeling disappeared in a flash. Like Teacher Zhu, he also thought it was his own illusion, and looked around vigilantly. After finding nothing unusual, he stopped paying attention and continued to observe the training room carefully. s student.

Then he was very surprised to find that after devouring all the second-level spirit nurturing grass, the student didn't meditate immediately to refine and absorb it, but got up directly, opened the door, and left!

"Should I remind him?"

"It's wrong to do this, it's shameful to waste it!"

"Every second-level elixir is picked by the teachers in the school from the monsters outside the school at the risk of endless risks. It must not be wasted like this!"

At this moment, the teacher on duty had the urge to drag Yang Fan back and beat him up violently.

Those students in the past, even the young masters and young ladies of rich families, would desperately absorb and refine the elixir the first time they swallowed it, and many of them could even stay in the training room for a whole week without eating or drinking. time.

He has never seen such a lazy student like Yang Fan, such a passive sabotage student, who is so inattentive even in absorbing refining elixir, what future will he have in the future?

Prodigal son, this is it!

The teacher on duty sighed in his heart, but in the end, he still held back.

Because there is no reason!

After all, it was his own elixir, regardless of whether he spent money, relied on connections, or obtained it with his own ability, it was his own thing, and it was his freedom to use it how he wanted.

Even if he flushed all those elixir medicines down the toilet, no one else could make a fuss about it.

The teacher on duty has no reason to criticize, reprimand or even teach Yang Fan how to use his own cultivation resources. The school does not have such regulations, and that is not his scope of responsibility.

Therefore, the only thing he can do is to silently watch Yang Fan with an excited smile on his face,

Leaving the practice room No. 1 very chicly.

Then, the teacher on duty made a truthful record in his own observation record:

"Yang Fan, a student in Class 29, Grade 3, Martial Apprentice Level 8, the first stage of spiritual awakening, practice time, 1 hour and 25 minutes. Take elixir: Level 2 Nurturing Spirit Grass; refining time: 0; spiritual power Cultivation progress: 0; potential evaluation: 0."

Yang Fan confidently returned to the classroom of Class 29. There were teachers in the classroom teaching normally. Yang Fan opened the door of the classroom with a report, and then began to look dumbfounded at the teacher who was talking on the podium.

"Huang Zhong? How did he recover so quickly?"

Yang Fan was very surprised. Two hours ago, he clearly saw Wang Zhe smash Huang Zhong's stomach with a punch, completely abolishing Huang Zhong's dantian and martial arts foundation. He looked pitiful with only half his life left.

But now, he reappeared on the podium of class twenty-nine intact, how could this girl recover so quickly?

Could it be that the South China Martial Arts School also has ambergris that is similar to the one in Jin Jumang's body that can instantly restore any injury in the body?

Yang Fan immediately thought of the magical medicine he got in the game, even the broken throat of the fourth-level demon general Tiger King can be healed in an instant, and it can be revived with full blood. If he wants to heal Huang Zhong's dantian, isn't it? Trifle?

"In my memory, it seems that the golden mang died in the hands of the South China Grandmaster in the end. There must still be some ambergris that was seized at that time, but it has been more than 130 years, and it has not been used up yet? "

Yang Fan was stunned, feeling a little impossible.

Rao, the poison sac of the golden giant mang is not small, and the ambergris liquid contained in it is more than ten kilograms, but after so many years of use, even if there is one hundred kilograms, it should have been used up long ago, and it is impossible to preserve it so long.

"It seems that there are really many good things in the warehouse of the School Assets Office! There are even magical medicines like ambergris that can instantly revive people with full blood! If you have the opportunity, you must get some come out!"

For a while, Yang Fan began to salivate a little. It seems that the top three in tomorrow's resource competition will have a chance to independently go to the school warehouse to select elixir resources.

"It turned out to be student Yang Fan. I heard from President Chen that you went to the training room of the School Resources Office. I didn't expect you to come out so soon."

When Huang Zhong saw Yang Fan, the corners of his mouth twitched, his pupils constricted for a while, his fists clenched and then suddenly released.

Immediately afterwards, his face was replaced with an amiable and sincere smile, he waved at Yang Fan, and said: "Since you are back, please take your seat quickly, the college entrance examination is about to take place, every second of everyone's time You can't slack off!"

"Thank you, Teacher Huang!"

Yang Fan bowed politely to thank him, then stepped into the classroom and went straight to his seat in the back row, as if there had never been any unpleasantness between him and Huang Zhong.

On the way back to their seats, all the students in the class stared at him as if they were looking at aliens, shocked, confused, fearful, timid, and so on, which made Yang Fan feel a little embarrassed , I always felt that I should have become a lot more handsome.

After returning to his seat, Yang Fan found that An Sheng was also staring at him dumbfounded. Yang Fan couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his handsome face, and asked An Sheng softly, "What's the matter, fat man, I just missed two classes. You don't know me anymore?"

An Sheng nodded honestly: "To be honest, I really don't dare to admit it. Student Yang Fan, are you sure you just went to the training room, not the hair washing room?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Fan was taken aback. He thought that An Sheng would ask him what his relationship with Wang Zhe was, but he didn't expect that the first sentence that came out of An Sheng's mouth was the shampoo room?

"See for yourself!"

An Sheng held back his laughter, and handed Yang Fan a small mirror casually. Yang Fan took a look, and with a shudder, he crushed the mirror in his hand with a click.

Who is that black and purple monster in the mirror? !

When did Lao Tzu's handsome face and flowing black hair become like this? Who is framing Lao Tzu? !

Yang Fan was frightened and angry, and at the same time, his old face was belatedly ashamed and irritable.

Just now he was ostentatiously passing through the school with such a black-dyed head, no wonder the students who skipped class that he met on the way back to the classroom just now ran away in horror when they saw him .

No wonder the students in the classroom just now looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Even Huang Zhong was obviously taken aback when he saw him.

Fortunately, he always thought that these people were shocked by his sudden increase in martial arts and the fact that his cousin Wang Zhe beat Huang Zhong and Charlotte violently for him.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all!

He was blackmailed by Mr. Zhu from the School Assets Office!

Either Principal Chen Guang was deliberately punishing him because he was upset that he went through the back door, or because he was jealous of his handsome face!

Yang Fan's paranoia of being persecuted relapsed again, and he began to wonder who was tormenting him.

"Yang Fan, the elixir you received from the school resources office, shouldn't it be a second-level spirit nurturing grass?" An Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked Yang Fan in a low voice.

Yang Fan nodded, did they really tamper with the spirit cultivation grass? It's really unforgivable!

"That's no wonder." An Sheng was stunned, and then asked Yang Fan with experience: "I guess after you got the spirit cultivation grass, you should have chosen to swallow it directly, right?"

Yang Fan nodded again, and at the same time began to feel a little panic in his heart, isn't the spirit cultivation grass for eating?

"Ah, ah, ah!" An Sheng said with a light smile: "Don't worry, this is just a side effect of taking the spirit cultivation grass, it's normal, but the color of the head and hair has changed a little, and it will disappear automatically in a few days , will not have any adverse effects on you."

"Actually, as long as you ask the teachers at the school resources office a little more when you receive the medicine, or show them a little politeness, they will carefully tell you how to take the elixir you need."

An Sheng said to Yang Fan with a sly smile in the tone of someone who came here, "I'm sure you didn't ask too much when you received the medicine, or maybe Teacher Zhu or Teacher Zhao was selling you the legendary high-level When you are mastering the occult, you are not active, and you even think they are liars."

"Otherwise, they will definitely tell you in advance that the best way to use the Spirit Nurturing Grass is to apply it on the forehead instead of swallowing it directly."

"what?!"

As soon as An Sheng finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. After looking at Yang Fan suspiciously, he directly stretched out his mental strength and scanned Yang Fan's body without saying a word.

"Yang Fan, has your spiritual power already broken through?!"

"And it's still a leapfrog promotion, directly becoming a second-level psychiatrist?!"

An Sheng was astonished!

He couldn't sense the slightest sign of spiritual power in Yang Fan's body. This is almost impossible, unless Yang Fan's spiritual power has far exceeded the spiritual limit of him, a first-level spiritualist!

But how is this possible?

Even if Yang Fan took the Nurturing Grass, he shouldn't have such a huge breakthrough, right?

Is it that easy to achieve a second-level psychiatrist?

This coach has been training hard for three years, and he is still at the peak of the first level, which shows the tenacity of the second level mental barrier. Yang Fan, a rookie who has just awakened his spiritual power, has no experience in cultivation, how did he cross the first level to reach the peak level? The mental barrier between the second level?

This unscientific! !

Yang Fan curled his lips and looked at An Sheng, that fat man with contempt. Now he knows he is shocked? Didn't you have a good laugh just now?

As a second-level psychiatrist, how could I be so file? Is it true that everyone will be trapped in the realm of a first-level psychiatrist just like you?

Yang Fan immediately trembled, and unceremoniously gave An Sheng a mental stab, An Sheng was shocked, and the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness were like lightning strikes, his whole body suddenly went numb and stiff, and he didn't recover from it for a long time.

After about half a minute, he slowly woke up from the intense stimulation of the mental spurt, and looked at Yang Fan with straight eyes, the expression in his eyes was beyond shock:

"Is there a mistake!"

"Is this Yang Fan a monster? He actually surpassed the third level! Now he has become a third-level spiritualist?!"

"What the hell, it's almost catching up to the level of my old man! Do you want to be so awesome?!"

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