Chapter 25 Big Cake

Seeing Yang Feng coming, the students who were blocked in the arena spontaneously made way. Jealousy, envy, worship, awe and other eyes turned to Yang Feng. Only then did the classmates who used to go to school with Yang Feng find out how big the gap between Yang Feng was. Those students who once laughed at and insulted Yang Feng with words couldn't help burying their heads deeply when they saw Yang Feng coming. Compared with Yang Feng now, they were nothing.

The boundary between ordinary people and professionals is extremely obvious.

Once you step into the ranks of professionals, it will become the object of public attention.

After all, there are too few professionals. One out of a hundred people may have a chance to become a professional. Moreover, most professionals have the strength of hovering below the fourth level of the first level all their lives. Yang Feng, who completely defeated He Lou of the Fire War Hall of Fire College, one of the four colleges, and took away He Lou's pet fire spirit, which has never been seen in Smith College. Yang Feng did not know that he had created a legend, a legend belonging to Smith College.

Of course, the impact of today's World War I is more than that. In addition to the legend created by Yang Feng, the students have also been greatly affected. This influence has lasted for nearly a decade.

"Damn it! Crazy, you are so handsome." The fat man rushed up and gave Yang Feng a big hug directly.

"Hey! I don't like men. Don't rub me with your fat face.

"Don't! Let's have a kiss."

"Go to hell!"

Seeing the fat man's mouth stretched out, Yang Feng pushed the fat man away with a smile.

"Crazy!" The glasses came up and gently punched Yang Feng in the chest.

"Ha ha!" Yang Feng also punched his glasses back.

There is no need for unnecessary words between brothers, but the worries that have not faded in the eyes of the glasses still moved Yang Feng very much.

"Crazy! I think..." The glasses stopped talking.

"There are too many people here. Let's go out and talk about it." Yang Feng waved his hand.

The glasses glanced at the overcrowded arena and nodded slightly.

Yang Feng and the other two quickly walked out of the arena and went straight to the campus. It's still class time. After the duel, the tutors pulled their students back to the classroom. Of course, today's topic is nothing more than letting all the students learn from Yang Feng, and then write a review, which makes some students who originally planned to chase Yang Feng have to give up their original plan.

Since most of the students have returned to the classroom, the outside of the school is much quieter.

Yang Feng turned his head and asked, "Glasses! What did you just want to say?

"Crazy! I want to change my job tomorrow. The glasses raised the frame and said.

"Tomorrow? It's really time for the glasses to be transferred. By the way, madman, didn't you say last time to wait for glasses for three days? Why do you want to wait for three days? The fat man interrupted.

"I'll take you to a place tomorrow, and you'll know when you get there." Yang Feng said this and said to the glasses, "Don't change your job tomorrow. You and the fat man will come to me in the morning."

"Tomorrow?" The glasses still looked at Yang Feng puzzledly and said, "Crazy! Is there anything going to happen tomorrow..."

"Let's meet here tomorrow morning. See you soon. I'll go back to the dormitory first." Yang Feng interrupted his glasses and ran forward quickly after saying that. Before leaving, he didn't forget to remind him, "Let's meet here at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." As soon as the words fell, Yang Feng had quickly turned into the corner, leaving only puzzled glasses and a fat man with a puzzled face.

Looking at Yang Feng disappearing from the field of vision, the fat man scratched his head and looked at the glasses and said, "Glasses! Don't you think crazy people are a little weird recently?"

"Uh-huh!"

The glasses tapped down. Yang Feng has indeed been a little strange recently, as if he had changed into a different person. Especially when seeing Yang Feng's battle, he is simply a mad cow. Although Yang Feng was called a madman, he was not crazy before, but a little silent. Now Yang Feng feels very strange to the glasses, as if he is not alone as the original Yang Feng.

"Uh-huh, what? You are more careful than me, say, have you found anything?" The fat man put his glasses on the pestle.

"I didn't find anything." The glasses shook his head, and then looked up at the fat man and said, "What do you think so much about? Everyone has their own secrets, and the madman also has his secrets. He doesn't tell us that he must have his troubles. No matter what secrets he has, he will always be our brother. As brothers, even if we can't help him share the burden, don't add trouble to him. Do you understand?

"Glasses! How can I understand if you go around so many words at once? Forget it. Anyway, I know that the madman is my brother. He won't hurt us. The fat man smiled.

"Just understand!"

"Don't pat me on the head, you will become stupid."

"Go to bed early tonight, and I have to come here tomorrow to meet the madman."

"I know!"

......

Yang Feng walked into a path. After seeing no one around, he stopped.

Yang Fengtou said without looking back, "How long will you follow me?"

Papa!

A figure appeared out of thin air and fell behind Yang Feng.

"Not bad! The dean said that you will find me. I didn't believe it at first, but now I can't believe it. A familiar and slightly weak voice sounded behind Yang Feng.

"Mentor Feibelli?" Hearing this familiar voice, Yang Feng quickly turned his head.

The woman in front of her was dressed in a purple-black corset, and the compact clothes completely highlighted her figure. The purple-black and slightly curly long hair, blue eyes, and the graceful figure can't help but make people fantasize. Although Philippe's appearance is not beautiful, she is also the kind of person who is durable and has a special figure. Unlike ordinary mature women, she looks plump and fleshy. On the contrary, she is a little delicate, but the place where she should be thin is thin, and the place where she should be prominent is also prominent, which is not inferior to a plump woman, but gives people a charm. The feeling of feet. Feibelli is the tutor of the activity class, which happens to teach Yang Feng's class. However, Yang Feng used to be an inconspicuous guy. Although he has taken a lot of lessons from Philippe tutors, he is still a little strange.

Shadow Assassin!

Yang Feng has already seen the profession of Fabiri's tutor, which can reach the level of invisibility, and Fabili's mentor is at least above the middle-level strength.

"Dean Biard is looking for you!" Phibby obviously doesn't like to talk nonsense.

"Dean?"

Yang Feng did not feel much surprise, and the duel with He Lou shocked the whole college. It would be strange if there was no movement at the senior level of the college at this time.

"Dean Biard is in the office. Go and find him." After saying that, Feibelli disappeared in front of Yang's cover.

As he saw Philip disappear, Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the dean's office.

Ten minutes later, Yang Feng came outside the dean's office. He just stood down. When he was about to knock on the door, the slightly hoarse voice of Dean Byard came from the office: "Here we are coming! Come in."

Hearing this sound, Yang Feng felt that Dean BYD was not simple. His footsteps are light enough, and Dean Byard can still find it. You know, Yang Feng's footsteps are a specially practiced footwork, which can't be noticed by ordinary professionals and monsters.

Is it to give yourself a horse? Or are you going to do something else?

Yang Feng opened the door of the office with doubt.

Dean Byard was teasing a cat beast. Seeing Yang Feng come in, he withdrew his teasing hand, pointed to the chair in front of him and said with a smile, "It's coming! Sit down!"

"Uh-huh!" Yang Feng sat in the chair rudely.

Byard didn't care about Yang Feng's attitude. He picked up a cup of tea, walked slowly to the table, and slowly sat down.

"Dean! What's the matter with you coming to me? Yang Feng asked directly.

"I want you to join the High War Hall." Byard took a sip of tea.

What did Yang Feng think it was? It turned out to be this. It was a good thing to join the High War Hall, but it was not necessary for Yang Feng. Yang Feng naturally knows what the existence of the High War Hall does. It is for the reputation of the college. Yang Feng won't do this kind of cheap things, but he has to work hard for himself. Now he is too busy to have time, and there is no time to pay attention to these things in the college.

"Sorry! Dean! I don't have much interest in the High War Hall now. Yang Feng refused.

"Are you really not going to think about it?" BYD raised his head and looked at Yang Feng.

"I don't think about it, dean! I really don't have much interest." Yang Feng stood up and said, "If the dean has nothing else to do, I will leave first." After saying that, Yang Feng turned around and walked out of the door.

"If you join the Higher War Hall and reach the third floor in two months, the house in the center of Diyao City will be given to you." Dean Byard's voice came.

"House?"

Yang Feng suddenly stopped.

Yang Feng took a breath of cold air in the house in the center of Diyao City. The houses in the center of Diyao City are priceless, even if you have money, you can't buy them. You must have a certain status and make a significant contribution to Diyao City. The most important thing is that the city center is extremely safe, and the five-level shield can even defend against sacred monsters. In addition to safety, you don't have to worry about food and clothing when you live in the city center of Diyao, because Diyao City will give you a part of the subsidy every month. If there is such a house in the center of Diyao City, my father doesn't have to work hard to mine every day, my mother doesn't have to eat those hard-to-eat orchid wild vegetables, and I don't have to worry about monsters breaking into the fourth district all day long.

Even if Gai Yong in Building 6 became a member of the guard, he could only get the house at the Third Ring Road. Whether it is safety or security, it is a difference between heaven and earth compared with the houses in the center of Diyao.

This condition is full of incomparable ** for Yang Feng now.

Isn't it enough to reach three floors in two months?

Isn't the reason for my hard work to improve so that I can reach the fifth floor and join the guard as soon as possible, so that parents can rest assured? Yang Feng had no reason not to eat the big cake thrown by the dean.

"Good! I promise you." Yang Feng turned his head.

"Hmm! I, Byard, always keep my word. As long as you can reach three floors of strength in two months, the house will be given to you. BYD said with a happy smile.

"Nothing else, I'll leave first." After saying that, Yang left the office without looking back.

Just after Yang Feng left, Fabiri appeared beside BYard.

Fabiri stood upright and reported to Beard, "Your Excellency... Er... Dean! It has been found that Yang Feng has no other superfluous information except for playing with Mo Liang, Mosley's grandson since he was a child. Yang Feng's parents are ordinary people, which can completely exclude him as a virtual person. However, he seemed to be out of the city a few days ago, and he should be in office the day before yesterday. I haven't found out what profession he is in..."

"Forget it! Don't check it." Byard waved his hand.

"Don't you need to check?" Feibelli frowned and looked at BYard puzzledly.

"There are a lot of hidden professions, and it's useless to check. Besides, what if you know? As long as he is not a virtual person, that is enough. Moreover, with such a guy in the college, I think Smith College will be more wonderful in the future. This boy has the calmness and insight that his peers can't have, and he is also straightforward, very similar to one of my opponents back then. It has been more than 130 years. This boy is more looking forward to me than the opponent back then. I'm looking forward to it. How much will he grow..."

......

In the Fire War Hall.

Sixty-three members of the battle hall all lined up and stood on the side. Yan Long stood in the middle and looked at He Lou, who was lying on the ground and was already a little crazy, and his eyes were about to spewing fire. Yan Long never thought that He Lou would lose. And he lost to an unknown professional at Smith College, a private college. He Lou's defeat is equivalent to losing the face of the Fire War Hall of the Fire Academy. As the first person in the Fire War Hall, Yanlong felt ashamed. In the future, it will be difficult to raise your head in the four major halls of the four colleges.

"Brother Yanlong! Let's just forget it?"

"No! It will never be like this. Let's write down this hatred first. Yan Long said in a ferocious voice.

"Brother Yanlong, why don't we go to Smith College to show that boy a little bit?"

"Now I'm going. If it spreads, others will say that we will bully others and beat them at most, but we can't abolish their professional core. Let them be proud for a period of time, and wait until the professional competition three months later and let them pay off today's hatred. Humph! Smith College will definitely participate, and during this period, they will also practice in major copies, and then create some small trouble for them. Wait for the professional competition, and then abolish them all. Yan Long looked ahead coldly.

"I see!"

"Brother Yanlong, don't worry, we will take good care of those latecomers."

"Brother Yanlong is still thoughtful."