Chapter 142
Everyone in the arena kept their mouths tightly shut and shook their heads one after another, not daring to have any opinions.

Almost everyone knows about the deeds of this young man named Ying Fan.

Because of this, they dare not make mistakes.

Even the elite disciples were taught to be obedient by this young man, let alone ordinary disciples like them.

It's just that they didn't expect that this young man suddenly became their new mentor.

"Since everyone has no objections, let's start the class."

At this time, Ying Fan said.

At the same time, through his soul power, he could sense that Leng Qingyan was hiding outside the classroom.

But he was too lazy to take care of this guy, so he went to class normally.

Before Ying Fan arrived, this class or all ordinary classes did not have gun courses.

Because there were very few students who majored in gun art, the gun art course was equivalent to an optional course in the ordinary class.

And now the ordinary class will gradually develop in the direction of omnipotence like the elite class.

Therefore, in the first class, Ying Fan only needs to teach some basic gun knowledge.

Coupled with the obedient cooperation of those disciples, Ying Fan went through this class very easily.

…………

The bell rang and the class was over.

"Come here for the gun course today, get out of class."

Ying Fan said immediately.

Then leave with the textbook.

The moment Ying Fan walked out of the classroom, Leng Qingyan immediately hid herself.

Ying Fan pretended not to notice anything, and left calmly.

Leng Qingyan followed him again, like a dog's skin plaster.

【Ding!The host used Wanhua Flash to gain experience: 50*999 times! 】

At this moment, Ying Fan suddenly used his body skills and disappeared in place.

Leng Qingyan, who was following in the dark, noticed that Ying Fan had disappeared, and immediately looked around to find Ying Fan's whereabouts.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

Leng Qingyan was suddenly startled so delicately that she trembled.

She subconsciously wanted to do something, only to realize that it was Ying Fan.

"Don't hide, I've spotted you a long time ago."

Ying Fan said, "Why do you insist on pestering me?"

"I still want you to have a serious duel with me, and I can promise you no matter what the conditions are."

Leng Qingyan calmed down her frightened emotions and said.

"Okay, I knew you would say that again."

"I beg you!"

Ying Fan and Leng Qingyan spoke almost simultaneously.

Leng Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

She was determined to put down her dignity and make a sincere request, but she didn't expect the other party to agree so easily? !
"However, I can only have a serious exchange with you, because duels are not allowed between mentors and disciples. This is the rule of Tianwu Academy, and you should be aware of it."

Ying Fan said.

"it is good!"

Leng Qingyan suddenly said happily.

Whether it's a sparring or a duel, as long as she can compete with Ying Fan again, she will be happy.

Seeing the smile on Leng Qingyan's face, Ying Fan couldn't help complaining: "What, since you can laugh, then don't put on a bad face every day, making it seem like everyone has a grudge against you."

Hearing Ying Fan's words, Leng Qingyan's face froze slightly, but he could only nod his head and said, "I am willing to listen to my teachings."

After all, she just said that no matter what condition Ying Fan puts forward, she will agree.

In her opinion, this was Ying Fan's condition.

As a result, Leng Qingyan forced himself to keep a smile on his face, looking very stiff.

"Then let's go to the training ground to make a break."

Ying Fan said.

After speaking, he walked towards the training field.

Leng Qingyan followed immediately.

…………

On the way, when the disciples around saw Leng Qingyan's appearance, they couldn't help discussing it.

"Holy shit, what day is it today, the iceberg beauty Leng Qingyan, who never gives anyone a good look, is actually smiling?!"

"This is really unheard of before... But why do you feel a little stiff when you look at Leng Qingyan like that?"

"The young man walking in front of Leng Qingyan seems to be the famous Ying Fan. Could it be that Leng Qingyan was trained by Ying Fan to look like this?"

"It's really possible, tsk tsk..."

"..."

Hear these discussions around.

Although Ying Fan didn't take it seriously, he still said to Leng Qingyan, "I didn't force you to do this."

"Ok."

Leng Qingyan nodded, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, as if obeying as an order.

Ying Fan was also a little speechless.

He didn't bother to say anything more, and went straight to the martial arts training ground.

【Ding!The host walked away for 1 minute, and Wan Huashan gained experience: 1*999 times! 】

【Ding!The host walked away for 1 minute, and Wan Huashan gained experience: 1*999 times! 】

【…】

Not long after, Ying Fan and Leng Qingyan came to the training ground.

Many disciples gathered around the training ground, they were very curious about what Ying Fan and Leng Qingyan were going to do, so they followed them all the way.

"Why did you come to the training ground? Leng Qingyan wants to compete with that young man again?"

"It should be a competition of guns. Leng Qingyan lost to Ying Fan last time, so he probably didn't want to be reconciled."

"That's for sure. After all, it was Leng Qingyan's first defeat, and he must be very unconvinced."

"..."

At this moment, the surrounding disciples began to discuss in a low voice.

Their interest has not diminished but increased, and they all want to witness a duel between Ying Fan and Leng Qingyan.

"So, are you satisfied?"

At this moment, Ying Fan took out the sterling silver gun from the ring and said to Leng Qingyan, "Go ahead."

Leng Qingyan could see that the spear in Ying Fan's hand was a precious weapon, so he nodded, and then took the initiative to attack.

【Ding!The host took a stab, and the Thorn Snake gained experience: 1*999 times! 】

【Ding!The host activated 20% of the spear intent, gaining experience: 999*[-] times! 】

After fighting each other with one move, Leng Qingyan naturally lost without any suspense.

Even if Ying Fan didn't use the blood fiend spear of the fifth grade, he didn't use his marksmanship either.

But with only [-]% of his spear intent, it was not something Leng Qingyan, who had just realized [-]% of his spear intent, could resist.

"Okay, it's over."

Ying Fan looked at Leng Qingyan who was slowly getting up from the ground in front of him, and said.

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

Before they could even react, the competition was over.

It all happened so fast.

They originally thought that this would be an inextricable contest of gun skills, after all, they all knew how powerful Leng Qingyan's gun skills were.

And that young man seems to be about the same age as Leng Qingyan, and his gun skills should not be much different.

No matter how unbearable it was, they still felt that Leng Qingyan would lose in the end.

But none of them expected that this competition would end in this way.

Leng Qingyan was defeated by Ying Fan before he could survive a single move.

Adding up the front and back, it took only a second or two, and it was over like a flash.

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(End of this chapter)

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