"Jiuyang, come out for a while, I want to talk to you alone!" When Wan Butong walked to the door, he saw where Feng Jiuyang was reading, so he could only talk.

"Heh!" Feng Jiuyang looked up and chuckled, but still put down the book in his hand and walked out.

When I saw so many people at the door, as well as Liang Tian who was beaten, I naturally knew what was going on: "Let's go to the roof and talk?"

"Let's go!" Wan Butong didn't expect Feng Jiuyang to say this, it seemed that he was planning to save some face for himself, after all, being seen by so many people that he was beaten, I am afraid that the Cultivators Association would be disbanded.

However, the people around him were a little regretful that they couldn't see Feng Jiuyang's kid being beaten, which was really a pity for them.

The two of them came to the roof one after the other, and they didn't know what to say or what to say.

Feng Jiuyang didn't care, whether it was fighting or negotiating, it was nothing for him to care about.

"That ......" Wan Butong looked back at Feng Jiuyang, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Jiuyang immediately raised his head: "What's the matter, just talk about it if you have something, I think we can still talk normally." ”

"This ......" Wan Butong still feels a little difficult to say, but this matter must be spoken.

Suddenly sighed: "Actually, I just hope that when I meet the people of our Cultivator Association in the future, I can give a little face." I know it's hard for you, but it's easy to kill me with your strength. But these people ......"

"I know what you're going to say. Feng Jiuyang smiled: "I don't know how many moves their strongest people have under your hands?"

Wan Butong was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while: "The most people are only thirty-seven moves, so that time I didn't know how to say that you went through fifty moves, but in the end, I was ......."

"yes, I see. Feng Jiuyang nodded: "You go down first! I will satisfy everyone." ”

Wan Butong was stunned, I didn't know what Feng Jiuyang's idea was, but people asked him to go, and he couldn't stay.

"President, how's it going?" the people of the association saw him come down and immediately greeted him, after all, everyone didn't know what was going on the roof.

"Nothing. "I don't know what to say, after all, Feng Jiuyang didn't finish talking and would let the others go!

"Boy, you know that we will grow stronger, right?" Someone said this after suddenly being thick, and Wan Butong immediately turned around, and saw Feng Jiuyang covering his chest, looking like he was injured.

"Hmph!" Feng Jiuyang snorted coldly: "Seventy-six moves have passed between us, if you still want to trouble me, I don't mind teaching you a lesson." Even if we can't beat him, can't we deal with you?"

As he spoke, he walked past the men, smiled as he passed, and then went back to the classroom pretending to be injured.

"President, what a ...... he is Seventy-six moves?" everyone was full of disbelief, after all, they would be martial artists for many years, how could the other party have made so many moves.

President Wan didn't expect Feng Jiuyang to do this, after all, for cultivators, this reputation was their last bottom line.

"Actually...... I lost to him at thirty-eight moves!" Wan Butong said lightly, but everyone immediately quieted down, looking at him dumbfounded.

After Wan Butong finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jiuyang in the class, and the other party sat there indifferently, not caring at all.

"Maybe that's the reason why the other party has become stronger! A cultivator who is not burdened by external objects can concentrate on cultivation!"

Thinking of this, Wan Butong felt relaxed, and no matter what others thought, whether this president could continue to do it or not, he turned around and went to the dormitory to cultivate.

"Whew...... I didn't expect it to really improve a lot, it seems that the reason why this kid suddenly became strong is because he doesn't care about fame!"

Wan Butong sat on his bed, what he needed to do now was to step down as president and use the remaining few days to cultivate well.

After all, no one knew what masters they would meet during the martial arts exam, so they could only prepare in advance to deal with all the means.

But other cultivators were not as open-minded as him, and they were all filled with righteous indignation.

"So what are we going to do? Are we going to let this guy on our heads?"

If even President Wan was not an opponent, let alone these people, looking at Feng Jiuyang who was sitting there, he could only be angry.

"Let's go!" someone sighed, "If we can't even do anything about the president, we'll have to swallow our anger." ”

Although the others were also angry, it could only be like this, and there was no way for the people in the school to deal with this kid.

However, a person who has just entered the martial arts cultivation, even if the president has no choice, it does not mean that there is really no one to clean it up.

"Everyone, be quiet!" Suddenly, the head teacher came out and looked at all the students: "This year's literary and martial arts examinations are a little different from previous years. The literary examination is three days on the seventh, eighth, and ninth days, and the martial arts examination is three days on the twenty-third, fourth, and fifth days. Students who are preparing for the exam remember the time, you don't have much time left. ”

The class was fried in an instant, after all, it was already the fourth now, and it was just a matter of the past few days.

The head teacher glanced at Feng Jiuyang, wanted to say something but didn't speak, turned around and left the class.

Feng Jiuyang was still looking at his book, for him the literary examination was more important, and his parents hoped that he could have a quiet life.

So he spent a day studying in school, but fortunately, his grades were not bad, and he didn't keep asking other people.

"Ouch, it's really uncomfortable to do this day. When school was out in the evening, Feng Jiuyang actually felt that his back hurt, which was because he had been doing it for too long.

"It seems that even cultivators need to be active!" Feng Jiuyang took a deep breath and urged the internal force in his body.

"Whew, that's it. "I felt that the qi and blood in my body were smooth before I got up and went home, and everyone in the class was gone.

"You are Feng Jiuyang, I heard that you defeated your President Wan, I will meet you, a new master!"

As soon as Feng Jiuyang walked to the door, he was blocked by people, and he saw several people standing there looking at him, and there were onlookers around.

Among the onlookers, there are naturally people from those associations in the school, if it weren't for their identification, how could those few people who didn't seem to want students know each other!

"Hehe!" Feng Jiuyang sneered at the few people hiding in the crowd, and looked at the people who were looking for trouble: "Although I don't know who told you this, it seems that you were brought in as dogs." In that case, I can't let them spend money in vain, who are you going to bite me first?"

"Boy, even our four murderers in the North District dare to insult, this time you beg for mercy and can't let you go!" A man with a scar on his face heard Feng Jiuyang's words, and punched him angrily.

"Stop!" Suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and a figure stood in front of Feng Jiuyang's body and tried his best to block the opponent's punch.

It's just that this punch was a bit heavy, and the figure was immediately beaten back a few steps, if Feng Jiuyang hadn't reached out to block it, he would have fallen.

"President Wan, are you planning to help the other party?" The four murderers in the North District immediately sneered when they saw the people who came, they were helping the Cultivators Association to avenge their revenge!

Wan Butong took a deep breath: "This is our school's own business, and I hope outsiders don't interfere." Also, I decided not to serve as the president, so I can't allow anyone else to bully people in our school. ”

"President, ...... you" The people in the crowd immediately stood up, looking at them with incredulous expressions.

This association is what he founded, and if he no longer holds office, what difference does it make if the association is dissolved? Is it really worth it for such a guy?