Chapter 240 An Sheng Who Is Underestimated, the Competition Before Leaving!

The whole family gathers together and survives the catastrophe, so much emotion.

However, after tossing for so long, everyone has been worried for so long, and now they are relaxed for a while, and endless exhaustion begins to slowly hit.

Yang's father and Yang's mother yawned, and drove Yang Fan and Yang Guo back to their respective bedrooms to rest.

The crisis is over, and life has to go on. Those who should open stores tomorrow will open stores, and those who open schools will go to school. Everything will not be affected.

This is life in the last days.

The time of crisis will come, and no one knows when a catastrophe will strike, but before that, people still have to live very strong.

Don't ask what is the meaning of living.

In the last days.

To live is the greatest meaning!

Yang Fan took Xiaohua and Dahei back to his bedroom, while the Soul Eater was forcibly occupied by Yang Guo on the grounds of fear. Yang's father and mother locked the door and turned off the lights, and returned to their bedroom.

The whole family fell asleep on their respective beds almost at the same time.

I can't help it, I'm just too tired.

Especially Yang Fan.

The aftereffects of the fusion with Xiaohua's spirit and soul have not completely subsided, and the mental power is severely lacking, almost as soon as the head touches the pillow, it has completely fallen asleep.

The original plan to enter the virtual community of Psychiatrists at night to find secrets and gain experience was completely ruined because of this.

This night, the whole city fell asleep.

the next day.

It was four thirty in the morning.

The set alarm clock rang as scheduled, waking up the sleeping Yang Fan from his dream.

"It's early morning so soon?"

Yang Fan stretched his waist, feeling like he hadn't slept so deeply and dozed off in the afternoon for a long time, it was really refreshing.

After a few hours of rest, his blood strength and mental power reserves have all returned to full value, and he feels full of vitality as soon as he opens his eyes.

Full of energy.

Without staying in bed, Yang Fan sat up as soon as he turned over, brushed his teeth, washed his face and changed his clothes as a habit, then fried a piece of steak by himself, and fed the three pet animals by the way, brushing all the blood experience and spiritual experience to full value.

"You feed the pet Siberian tiger, the appetite of the Siberian tiger is greatly satisfied, the trust in you is greatly increased, the animal training experience is greatly improved, the spiritual feedback +10, and the animal training skill proficiency +10. "

"You feed the beast Black Lion Dog, the Black Lion Dog's appetite is satisfied a little bit, the trust in you is improved, the animal training experience is slightly improved, the blood feedback +10, the animal training skill proficiency +5 .”

"You feed the beast, the spirit-eating mouse, the appetite of the spirit-eating mouse is greatly satisfied, the trust in you is greatly improved, the animal taming experience is greatly improved, the blood feedback +20, the skill proficiency of animal taming +10."

"..."

Ten pieces of raw meat for each pet animal brought Yang Fan a total of 100 points of mental power and 300 engravings of energy and blood strength. Although it is not much, it is simple and convenient, and few are better than nothing.

"Old rules!"

After eating, Yang Fan looked down at the three beasts in front of him, and said softly, "Leave one in the shop to watch over the house, to protect the safety of my parents and sister. The three of you discuss among yourself, who will stay?"

"Meow~!"

"Papa!"

"Squeak!"

The three beasts let out a cry each, and then the Spirit Devourer, like a defeated rooster, stood up listlessly with its tail between its legs and its head drooping.

It knew that it must be the last one left.

There is no way, the strength is weak, and there is no demon power!

"Very good! It's you!"

Yang Fan glanced at the Soul Devouring Mouse with satisfaction, the little guy is very smart and has a bright future.

"Squeak!"

The Spirit Devouring Mouse responded listlessly.

Nima.

It's alright if you're not smart, you'll get beaten every minute if you're not smart.

As far as the two big brothers in front of it are concerned, one is a ruling monster with a noble bloodline, so he can't afford to mess with it. The other is a fifth-level demon general. When he gets angry, he is a mad dog. Its small body is not big enough for people to squeeze between their teeth.

Yang Fan doesn't care so much, the weak have no human rights, if you don't want to stay at home, it's simple, just work hard to become stronger.

When its cultivation surpasses this cat and dog, it will naturally get the respect it deserves.

With a wave of his hand, he put Xiaohua and Dahei in his pocket, and Yang Fan got up and went downstairs.

At this time, Yang's father and mother hadn't woken up yet, and Yang Fan didn't disturb them. After going downstairs, he went directly to the refrigerator, covered the monitor with his hand, and then filled all the empty places in the freezer with the monster meat he had collected. .

After placing more than a hundred yuan and filling all the empty seats, Yang Fan gave up.

After going to the tutelary mansion, it will take at least a week to return. The more than one hundred pieces of monster meat should be enough for the daily consumption of the store.

After finishing all this, Yang Fan left with peace of mind, instead of waiting for the bus, he flew directly to the room and drifted away all the way.

After reaching the fourth level of martial arts, all means of transportation in the city are no longer applicable, whether it is a bus or a private car, the speed is not even as fast as Yang Fan's bouncing.

This is why when Yang Fan was working as a bus in the past, all he encountered were civilians and school martial artists. True martial arts masters basically no longer need this slow-speed transportation.

soon.

It took less than three minutes for Yang Fan to arrive at the usual half-hour journey.

In the backyard playground of the South China Martial Arts School, a Yunling I airship is already waiting quietly.

Yang Fan was the last student to arrive. When he arrived, Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui, Jin Wenze and An Sheng were all in place under the airship.

Among them, Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen were standing together, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze were whispering, only An Sheng stood there alone, ignoring them.

Seeing Yang Fan approaching, Chu Feiyun proudly raised his head as if he hadn't seen it, while Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui nodded lightly at Yang Fan, and Jin Wenze looked at Yang Fan curiously, wondering what he was thinking.

Only An Sheng, after seeing Yang Fan, he floated over like he was seeing his relatives, and hugged Yang Fan: "Brother Fan, you are here, buddy, the flowers are almost withering!"

Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng with satisfaction, he knew that the fat man was a master who was unwilling to be lonely, no, he still followed.

Under An Sheng's hopeful gaze, Yang Fan greeted Xiao Hua, and the kitten came out of Yang Fan's pocket lazily, and glanced at An Sheng dissatisfied.

"Meow~!"

Aojiao yelled at An Sheng, An Sheng understood immediately, nodded and bowed quickly, and stretched out his hands to take Xiao Hua in his hands.

"Little baby, in the next few days, my brother's safety depends entirely on you, please, you must work harder!"

After yesterday's lesson, An Sheng didn't dare to be rude to Xiao Hua anymore, and lowered his posture from the beginning, careful to please her.

"Meow~!"

Xiao Hua trembled: "Little fat man, if you dare to call me such a disgusting name again, be careful that I will swallow you up in one gulp!"

While speaking, Xiao Hua showed her sharp teeth and fierce eyes, which really startled An Sheng.

"No, don't tell me!" An Sheng was holding Xiao Hua, as if offering an ancestor: "There must be a name between us, or, how about I call you Xiao Hua too?"

"Tiger King!" Xiao Hua stared dissatisfiedly: "From now on, I will be called King Tiger!"

As soon as the name Xiaohua was mentioned, King Tiger had a sad face. It obviously had a name, but the master insisted on calling it Xiaohua, what could it do?

"Tiger King?"

An Sheng looked at Xiaohua's current body shape and its meowing sound, it was clearly a cat!

"Meow~! Why, do you have an opinion?"

An Sheng shook his head quickly: "No, I have absolutely no objection! The Tiger King is the Tiger King. Who hasn't dreamed a bit these days, right?"

The air suddenly became cold, and Tiger King couldn't help but want to eat people.

This stupid human being is even more annoying than its sand sculpture owner. I really want to eat him!

Yang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh.

Seeing that the tiger king wanted to go crazy, he moved his mind and made the tiger king, who only had dreams, completely quiet down.

Yang Fan signaled An Sheng to put Xiao Hua in his pocket.

With Xiao Hua here, it can ensure that An Sheng's personal aura will not be leaked out, and even if he arrives at the tutelary mansion, his identity can be prevented from being discovered by the enemies to the greatest extent.

"Thank you Fan!"

An Sheng put Tiger King in his pocket contentedly, and thanked Yang Fan softly.

Yang Fan glanced at the other four people, and said softly: "Since everyone is here, why don't we introduce ourselves and get to know each other before the teacher who leads the team comes over?"

"Yang Fan, you just won a trial championship, do you really think you are the first brother in South China?"

"Except for the salted fish beside you, among the people present, none of them are familiar with each other. Do you need to introduce yourself?"

"Also, the resource competition organized by the tutelary mansion is not just a show, you can go by yourself, why do you have to bring such a waste snack?"

Chu Feiyun looked at Yang Fan and An Sheng with great dissatisfaction, raised his hand and pointed at An Sheng unceremoniously, and said with disdain: "This time we are going to the guardian mansion, we are going for the first champion, I don't want anyone to drag us behind." on the hind legs of the entire team!"

Yang Fan was taken aback.

This Chu Feiyun was as defiant as ever.

It seems that the last time I was in the trial canyon, I haven't been convinced yet.

However, apart from Chu Feiyun, Yang Fan also saw Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui, and Jin Wenze looking at An Sheng with dissatisfaction.

Yang Fan couldn't help shrugging his shoulders lightly. It seemed that the appearance of An Sheng had caused dissatisfaction among all the team members.

This is a good thing, Yang Fan is not angry, the reason why these people are dissatisfied is because they don't know An Sheng's true strength, they are worried that An Sheng's ability is not enough to be a seed player in this group arena, not because of personal grievances.

This shows that everyone's collective sense of honor is online, and they all want to win.

"Fatty, it seems that everyone is not very assured of your strength!"

Yang Fan smiled lightly, and did not bring out Principal Chen Guang to talk about the matter, but turned his head and took a deep look at An Sheng next to him, and said, "Tell me, what should we do now?"

As soon as An Sheng stood up, he raised his head, chest and buttocks, and his round belly moved forward for more than half a meter.

"It's simple!" An Sheng squinted his eyes and glanced at the four people in front of him, and said lightly: "Anyone who thinks that the commander-in-chief is not qualified to go to guard the mansion, then stand up and fight with the commander-in-chief. Shuai patted his ass and left, no matter what!"

This is so true, the thief is tough.

Yang Fan couldn't help but gave him an appreciative look, he knew that this guy was very coquettish, if he didn't jump out at this time to show off fiercely, and slap the four geniuses in front of him fiercely in the face, He will definitely be so upset at night that he can't even sleep.

The four of Chu Feiyun looked at each other, suddenly feeling very funny.

In the South China Martial Arts School, apart from Yang Fan, a pervert who suddenly rose up, there were still people who dared to challenge them so brazenly.

This little fat man with a corrupt face really yawned like a toad, with a big tone.

How can a rookie who is only at the fifth level of martial artist dare to challenge them? How thick is his skin?

"Jin Wenze!" Chu Feiyun turned his head and glanced at Jin Wenze from Class 3 and 2, and said to him softly, "Go and weigh him to see if he really has that ability!"

Among the four, only Jin Wenze's cultivation level is slightly inferior. If the fat man can't even beat Jin Wenze, then he really doesn't have to go to the town guard's mansion to embarrass himself.

"That's fine." Jin Wenze didn't refuse, stood up directly, looked at An Sheng with a chuckle, and stretched out his fists: "Student An Sheng, Jin Wenze, Class 2, Grade 3, please enlighten me!"