I don’t want to cultivate the Fantasy I!
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Cheng of I

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In the deepest part of Tianwu High School, there was a simple and crude pavilion on a mountain.

At this moment, there were two white-haired old men. One of them was wearing a long robe, while the other was wearing an ordinary citizen's attire. They were playing chess in the pavilion. The two of them had restrained their auras, making them no different from ordinary old men.

The long-robed old man picked up a chess piece and said indifferently.

"What's there to see? No matter what the outcome is, with you, the principal, around, how can he not graduate?”

"What are you saying? If I didn't owe you my life, would I have to clean up your Ye family's mess like this?”

From the conversation, it could be seen that this old man in long robes was the mysterious principal of Tianwu High School, Duan Zhengkong!

And the other was Ye Feng's grandfather, Ye Cang Hai!

The Ye family was the most powerful family in Eastern Sea City, but it was a pity that the only son of this generation was Ye Feng, and he was a useless seedling.

It turned out that the Ye family had already made ample preparations for Ye Feng, they had given him a backdoor, no matter how bad Ye Feng's performance was, there was still a way for him to escape.

But they were wrong, today, not only did Ye Feng perform well, he was also very fierce.

The Heavenly Martial Stele was beaten to tears by him!

Boom!

Suddenly, the world shook violently, and even the mountain peaks trembled slightly. Duan Mukong and Ye Canghai looked at each other.

They looked at the academy's testing ground at the same time, Ye Feng's grandfather Ye Canghai asked solemnly.

"Can you feel it?"

Duan Mukong's gaze flickered as he took a deep breath and nodded seriously.

"The Heavenly Martial Stele seems to be roaring?"

"Are you stupid? What did it have to do with the Heavenly Martial Stele! I farted just now. Why are you making a fuss? Hurry up and play chess!”

"Uh, uh, okay."

The two old men continued to play chess leisurely, everything as usual…

……

The Heavenly Martial Stele lay quietly in Ye Feng's interspatial ring, it was simple and unadorned, there was even a small gap on it, it was no different from a normal brick.

Ye Feng was puzzled, could this really be a brick that became a spirit?

He was still holding a beauty in his arms. Looking at it from such a quiet distance, Ye Lingqing was even more breathtakingly beautiful.

Originally, Ye Lingqing was wearing a white dress, one could not tell what size her figure was, one only knew that she was very slender, but Ye Feng's hug.

Only then did she know what it meant to not judge a book by its cover!

This scale!

This size!

It was too terrifying!

He was certain that this woman's weapon was not any weaker than Ye Xian 'er's! She had a devilish figure! He would be blessed in the future.

"Humph!"

Ye Lingqing was originally quiet and did not speak, but he suddenly noticed that Ye Feng's hands were not obedient, they were moving towards places that should not be touched, and they were getting more and more unrestrained.

Ye Feng did not stop him, he had already taken most of the benefits, a small stream of water would flow for a long time.

He had heard of this Ye Feng, the most useless student in the entire school!

He was only a Tier Two Martial Apprentice now, but it seemed that it was completely different from the rumors. This Tier Two Martial Apprentice youth had actually subdued their academy's treasure!

And…he even made the Heavenly Martial Stele cry!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the vice-principal would never have believed it.

"Nonsense, if I'm not called Ye Feng, are you called Ye Feng?”

"Eh! Cough cough, if I'm not wrong, did you take the Heavenly Martial Stele just now?”

Hearing this, Ye Feng's face turned serious, he showed an unhappy expression.

"You dare to frame me? Do you have any evidence?"

"Eh?"

He thought that Ye Feng's manner of being an expert should have the demeanor of an expert.

Why was he so shameless?

What evidence could there be? He had observed it with his spiritual will!

Was he going to tell others that the Heavenly Martial Stele was beaten to tears by Ye Feng and then ran away with him?

Even the dean would probably treat him as an idiot.

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, he looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, his face was filled with nobility.

"Humph! Who do you think I, Ye Feng, am? Am I the kind of person who would steal your brick? I'm a dignified second-order Martial Apprentice! Don't tell me I don't care about my face?"

"Pfft!"

The vice headmaster and the white-robed old man almost vomited blood.

A Tier Two Martial Apprentice was already so arrogant. If he were to cultivate to Tier Three, wouldn't he be going to heaven?

And what the hell was a brick? That was the Heavenly Martial Stele!

The associate hospital director was sweating profusely and had an awkward expression on his face.

Could this topic continue?

No matter what, in his heart, this Ye Feng was already listed as a top genius.

The vice headmaster felt that it was necessary to properly nurture this Ye Feng! Otherwise, it would be a waste of talent.

He only knew that the deputy director went up to talk to Ye Feng, Ye Feng had an arrogant and despotic look on his face, he even pointed at the deputy director and scolded him.

The most important thing was that the Vice Principal didn't even dare to say a word!

F * ck!

Is my eyes playing tricks on me?

"When did this Ye Feng become so awesome?”

"Is this guy courting death again?"

"Isn't it good to live well? Why are you courting death?"

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