seemed to be smiling, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a touch of disdain, at this time, Fan Hai didn't put Xiao Yuan in his eyes at all, looking high, but then again, at this time, Fan Hai only discovered a problem, that is, no matter how he felt, he didn't feel a trace of sword qi fluctuations from Xiao Yuan's body!

Of course, Fan Hai still understands the reason for this phenomenon, after all, he is also the tutor of the dignified Ximiao Academy! These things are just a piece of cake for him, and he is familiar with the road.

Therefore, Fan Hai also had a general guess after thinking about it, that is, Xiao Yuan was just an ordinary person without the slightest sword energy! Because, no matter how Fan Hai thought about it, he would never have thought that Xiao Yuan's strength had far surpassed him, and he didn't want to think about it!

After all, Xiao Yuan gave him the impression that he was too young, except for his extremely weird white hair, he was completely a handsome young man! Also, it was precisely because of Xiao Yuan that Fan Hai needed to wait here alone, so for Xiao Yuan, Fan Hai was very hostile, and naturally he had a demeaning mind for Xiao Yuan.

"Waste?"

Hearing what Fan Hai said, Xiao Yuan was stunned at first, but after reacting, he was shocked in his heart, and his thoughts suddenly floated up at this moment, as if he had returned to the time when he was in Haocheng.

"Brother Xiao Yuan!"

The dusty figure, the delicate face, the crisp voice, the moving smile, the gentle call that goes straight to the depths of the soul, everything is so real, as if it is close in front of you, and the countless warm pictures also seem to be vaguely vivid, directly hooking the deepest thoughts in Xiao Yuan's heart......

"Alas, but I haven't heard anyone call me a waste for a long time!" Countless pictures kept emerging in his mind, and Xiao Yuan's heart gradually softened, as long as he thought of that delicate face, Xiao Yuan's heart would unconsciously shake, so in ordinary times, Xiao Yuan would press it deep in the depths of his heart, and at this time, Fan Haiyi said it, but it aroused some of Xiao Yuan's feelings.

Coming back to his senses, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but raise his head lightly, looking at the red sky shrouded in the sky, and a little coldness gradually rose in his eyes.

Hearing Xiao Yuan's words that seemed to be muttering to himself, Fan Hai was also stunned, at that moment just now, the strong longing emotion released from Xiao Yuan's body, Fan Hai clearly felt it, and, just now, Fan Hai felt a vicissitudes, like sadness, and like a cold breath!

The gentle words, the lonely figure, and the unique temperament were unintentionally released, Fan Hai, who was standing in front of Xiao Yuan, couldn't help but tremble at this time, and his heart kept beating drums, and as the two did not have a conversation, the whole atmosphere became a little depressed, which Fan Hai felt deeply!

Exhaling deeply, Fan Hai suppressed the uneasiness in his heart as much as possible, and then glanced at Xiao Yuan again, and said, "What, am I wrong? What are you not a waste? You are an ordinary person, and you also want to enter Ximiao Academy, it is really wishful thinking!"

"I think there must have been some misunderstanding in the reason why the academy recruited you, and I happened to find out this time, so as not to recruit some black sheep to the academy and weaken the prestige of the academy!

"Waste, black sheep, do it!hehe!" Hearing Fan Hai's words, Xiao Yuan laughed at himself again, then squinted his eyes, and the smile on his face suddenly retracted, and said: "Do you know, people used to say the same thing about me, but they were lucky because they were telling the truth! But now, the people who say such things are dead, so it seems that your luck is not very good!"

"You!" Looking at the thick coldness on Xiao Yuan's face, as well as the hint of murderous intent that kept appearing in his eyes, Fan Hai was also shocked by Xiao Yuan's sudden momentum, and forgot to refute for a while, and after he reacted, his heart was filled with anger, he was a tutor of Ximiao Academy, and he would be bluffed by a hairy boy at the gate of the academy, if this was spread, what face would he have to continue to stay in the academy in the future, I am afraid it would be treated as a joke!

Thinking of this, Fan Hai's face was also flushed, and a little ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said: "Okay, good, good! Xiao Yuan, since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame me for doing it, I don't care what background you have, what family power you come from, all in all, this is Ximiao Academy, and you can't be presumptuous! Finally, I will give you another chance, do you want to do it yourself or do I want to do it?"

"I'll say it again, you can't do it yet!" Listening to Fan Hai's arrogant words, and then seeing his expression full of anger, Xiao Yuan's heart became more and more cold, just as the so-called clay man still has three points of anger, these three times and twice blocked, Xiao Yuan's surname is difficult to tolerate, and in Xiao Yuan's opinion, the tutor of Ximiao Academy in front of him has not yet let himself go!

"Haha, it's not up to you to decide whether you can do it or not, since you don't cherish the opportunity, then don't blame me!" Hearing this, Fan Hai couldn't help but laugh angrily, and then, at the same time as the words landed, his figure took two steps forward and grabbed Xiao Yuan with one hand!

Seeing Fan Hai's movements, Xiao Yuan's eyes couldn't help but flash a little disdain, just a fourth-level sword spirit, and he dared to be self-righteous!

"Hmph!" With a slight hum, Xiao Yuan seemed to ignore Fan Hai's outstretched palm, and when he was about to touch himself, Xiao Yuan's figure moved slightly, and instantly appeared not far away.

At first, when he saw Xiao Yuan's actions and did not avoid them, Fan Hai also smiled disdainfully in his heart, after all, he was just a waste! But the next scene made Fan Hai stunned for a while, and when his palm was about to catch Xiao Yuan, Fan Hai only felt a flash of white light in front of him, and then his inevitable palm was also empty, and Xiao Yuan's figure had already appeared a few feet away!

Turning his head and looking at Xiao Yuan who appeared in another place at some point, Fan Hai's mind was also a little unable to turn, but the deep disdain on Xiao Yuan's face clearly fell in Fan Hai's eyes, up to the depths of his mind!

Xiao Yuan's disdainful look stimulated Fan Hai's nerves heavily, at this time, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy, and then, Fan Hai shouted again, and his body also galloped towards Xiao Yuan!

Seeing Fan Hai's crazy appearance, Xiao Yuan also snorted coldly, and then, his body suddenly shook, and a momentum burst out, and at the moment when Fan Hai's figure was slightly paused, Xiao Yuan stretched out one hand, and his figure disappeared in place again......

"Bang!"

Strange disappearance, and strange appearance, Xiao Yuan's figure, like a ghost, instantly appeared in front of Fan Hai, and the light and outstretched palm also stretched out towards Fan Hai extremely weakly.

A muffled sound suddenly came out at the moment of the confrontation between the two, and then, a figure flew backwards uncontrollably, and then fell heavily to the ground!

"Poof!"

Falling to the ground in embarrassment, Fan Hai struggled to stand up, but a mouthful of blood was sprayed out uncontrollably, raised his head, and looked at Xiao Yuan, who had a breezy face, at this time Fan Hai could be said to have set off a storm in his heart!

"Level 5 Sword Spirit!"

The redness in his eyes slowly dissipated, and Fan Hai gradually understood, this young man in front of him who did not have a trace of sword qi fluctuations in his body, the waste in his eyes was actually a terrifying strength that he could not match!

"Humph!"

Looking at Fan Hai's constantly flickering gaze, Xiao Yuan shook his hand gently, and then resolutely turned around and walked towards the outside of Ximiao Academy......

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