Chapter 138: Looking at the Small Mountains

At the highest point of the villa area, Dong Yunan's expression changed while he was shocked. ＋∧eight＋∧eight＋∧reading＋∧book, .※.→o

"You will be the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains and small ones at a glance!"

For some reason, standing in Villa No. 1 overlooking the scenery below her feet, an ancient poem suddenly popped up in her mind.

Perhaps it is a bit exaggerated to use this description, and the meaning is not accurate, but at her feet, villas are arranged in a ladder shape.

And under the one hundred villa area, there is a freshman dormitory area as dense as building blocks.

This kind of strong contrast, the satisfaction and sense of vanity produced by it made everyone except Lin Feng slightly excited.

It is undeniable that for teenagers, this feeling is really wonderful and enjoyable.

"Brother Feng, thank you!"

Dong Yunan looked at Lin Feng's back with complicated eyes, and secretly said in his heart.

If it weren't for Lin Feng, with her strength, she wouldn't be able to get the top 100 ranking, and naturally she wouldn't be eligible to enter the villa area.

A villa has five rooms, and five people are the standard number of people in an adventure team. Considering the preciousness of a healer, there will be many people willing to provide a room, but the feeling of being given and owning it is different.

At this time, she began to understand why Lin Feng said those seemingly inhuman words before.

Both Lin Feng and Yun Kai possessed monstrous talents. She is the most popular player in the future Glory League, even an All-Star player. Although she has refined the eighth-rank Siren, she is still several grades behind the two of them.

Among her peers, there are not no therapists who are better than her and more talented than her, but there are almost no therapists who are comparable to Lin Feng and Yun Kai.

If she can't keep up, she will be eliminated.

Like the Throne Challenge.

Without strength, one can only obediently stand on the sidelines.

At this moment, the innocence of the girl's original eyes became a little firmer.

 …

at the foot of the mountain.

Because the dormitory has just been allocated,

The freshmen began to look for the location of their dormitory. Among them, the fast ones were already holding the quilts, washbasins and other daily necessities they had just bought, and shuttled along the path, laughing and chatting with each other in groups of threes and twos.

"This broken dormitory, wooden bed, so hard, how to sleep?"

"It's just a trivial matter. It's a big deal to change the bed. What I'm worried about is that I'm a shallow sleeper. What if my roommate snores?"

"The girls' dormitory is on the left, starting from Building 37, shall we go shopping later?"

"Five people share a dormitory. This dormitory is so small. Is it fifty square meters? I really don't have any free space. Forget it, I'll spend some money and rent a house outside." 8】8】Reading】Book ,.2√3.￠o"

"Although the school doesn't restrict us, it's too inconvenient to rent a house outside. Why don't you rent a single apartment in the college? No one lives in it yet. You can live in it for 100,000 yuan a month!"

"It's too expensive, it costs 1.2 million a year, the poor can't afford it, and the villa is hopeless, but I heard from the seniors that every three months, every quarter, every grade has a ranking competition, and those who enter the top 1,000 People can own a single apartment, so let’s practice hard!”

The freshmen chatted and almost complained about the environment of the dormitory.

And whenever they complain, they will unconsciously raise their heads slightly and look up in the direction of the villa area, with envy and longing in their eyes!

The originally chattering and laughing atmosphere became silent for a while.

Being able to be admitted to the three major hero academies, each of them has outstanding talents. They have enjoyed the envy and admiration of their classmates since childhood, but at this time, as freshmen, they are "stepped down" by others and need to look up to , to vaguely see the figure of the group of people at the highest point.

"Bai Ji!"

"Ye Ming!"

"Yunkai!"

"Lin Feng!"

 …

As the gaze continued to move upwards, the freshmen chanted their names one by one in their hearts.

Maybe they noticed the staring of their peers. Some people lowered their heads, retracted their gaze without showing any traces, and pretended to be calm, but for some reason, the excitement that they had just entered school had completely disappeared at this time, and they even felt a little lost and depressed.

In fact, everyone understands why there are such obvious differences and gaps in the dormitories between freshmen and old students.

This is a repulsive, even disgusting incentive!

This kind of vulgar routine, these days when I came to Hongyun, some seniors and sisters have already talked with them, even if the seniors who are already used to it talk about it, they still have a look of displeasure and deep helplessness.

 …

Go to Beijing.

Yunwu Mountain.

A light curtain is playing, and bursts of crazy and excited shouts can be heard from time to time. 'Fengshen' and 'Kaihuang' can be heard from time to time. If you look carefully, the content played is exactly the scene of the Throne Challenge.

"For more than three months, I haven't practiced the exercises yet, but I have learned two third-grade martial arts. Even I was wrong!"

In a room filled with green smoke, a soft voice of admiration came.

Yang Qingtian sat on a grand teacher's chair, dressed in a black Tang suit, with a particularly strong body, long black hair and delicate skin, showing no trace of time at all.

As a martial king, Lin Feng's talent in martial arts shocked even him.

He never imagined that half a year ago, this grandson, who had been rated as 'c' comprehensively, had no training value, and had never met before, would surprise and shock him time and time again.

Physically cultivated eight-stage violent fighter, showing super fighting talent.

In three months, the seventh stage of physical training broke through to warrior.

Become the top scorer in the national college entrance examination!

Throne Challenge #1!

Let the audience scream wildly, let the people of the whole country discuss it, and make the Glory Professional League look forward to it.

Originally, he thought that he valued this child enough, but who would have thought that every ten days and a half months, this child would create a miracle.

His talent and achievements overshadowed a group of geniuses of the same age.

"What a monster!"

Thinking of this, even Yang Qingtian couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

It wasn't until the light curtain slowly stopped disappearing that he turned his gaze to the middle-aged man standing not far away, and asked indifferently, "Did you find out?"

The man was wearing a straight black suit, his body was as straight as a gun, his expression was stern, exuding a fierce aura, facing Yang Qingtian's doubts, he bowed slightly, and said: "The boy who attacked Lin Feng is called Yang Rui. The child of the housekeeper of the Thirteenth Young Master."

"Who told Yang Rui to do it?"

"I called Yang Rui just now, and he said that Yang Qi, son of the Thirteenth Young Master, ordered him to do it." The middle-aged man replied.

"Yang Qi?"

Yang Qingtian frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.

As a big family, he has many grandsons and granddaughters, more than two hundred, and dozens of great-grandsons.

Only the part with the most dazzling talent can make him remember his name, and Yang Qi is one of them.

Yang Qi is his thirteenth son, Yang Qing's youngest son, who not only awakened the family's blood talent, but also inherited his father's outstanding cultivation talent.

Only seventeen years old, the strength of a second-rank warrior, the refined demon spirit is the same as his father's, and it is also a ninth-rank devil mantis. After the college entrance examination last year, he was recruited by the Great Wall Academy. He is one of the most outstanding descendants of the younger generation of the family. .

"How did Yang Qi know about this? What does he want to do?"

Yang Qingtian asked with some doubts.

He didn't announce Lin Feng's identity to his clansmen, nor did he need to.

Logically speaking, no one should know.

After all, Lin Feng was too weak at that time, he was only a first-rank martial artist, and he hadn't refined the demon spirit yet. Even if he became the number one student in the college entrance examination, he was just a genius after all.

As a bloodline family, the Yang family has no shortage of geniuses.

So even though Lin Feng refused to return to the family, he felt pity, but he didn't take it too seriously.

But now, he has to pay attention.

He may not care about geniuses, but evildoers are different!

No one can predict how far an evildoer who claims to be able to refine demon spirits will grow in the future.

With Lin Feng's monstrous talent, if there is no accident, he will be able to break through the ninth rank in less than twenty years, become a martial king, and become a powerhouse at the same level as him. He also has to take it seriously.

As for transcendence, there may be a slight possibility.

But it is only a possibility.

Even he, from the age of 57 when he broke through as the King of Martial Arts, to now at the age of 97, for forty years, he still couldn't touch the threshold of transcendence.

Extraordinary, with an elemental body, it can already be called another life form, beyond the scope of human beings!

As a powerful person in a country, the dedication of a country cannot be achieved by just being talented.

The middle-aged man remained silent.

As for where did Yang Qi know, what did he want to do?

He didn't know, and therefore didn't explain.

"Let Yang Rui drop out of Hongyun University immediately and disappear in front of Lin Feng, and give Yang Qi a warning to be more honest!"

Yang Qingtian didn't get too entangled in this issue, and continued: "Thirteen just came back, you go and talk to him, just say that I hope he can make up with Lin Feng."

The middle-aged man looked a little strange, and did not respond immediately.

Seeing this, Yang Qingtian came to his senses: "Forget it, that's right, let me talk about this matter!" 11