C135 In Terms of Seniority Are You Worthy
C135 In Terms of Seniority Are You Worthy
Zhang Wei, who was laughing so hard that tears were flowing out of his eyes, smashed the table with a loud bang. He didn't seem to realize that Martial House Lecturer was beside him, and his face had already turned the color of a pig's liver.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, Meng Ran had seen many people like Du Yanming. He relied on the power of the sect behind him to flaunt his power and bully others. He was truly the scum of the martial cultivator.
In his previous life, there were at least 8,000 of these scum who had been killed by Meng Ran.
This Du Yanming was the one who asked for death first, interrupting Meng Ran from thinking about the Flood Dragon. He had also used his seniority to suppress others, which had already made Meng Ran unhappy.
"Are you worthy of being compared to me in terms of seniority? If you don't want to die, then get the hell out of my way."
Meng Ran's domineering words made Zhang Wei, who was laughing under the table, shiver. In Zhang Wei's eyes, Meng Ran had just shown off his sharp tongue. As the saying goes, a dog in a desperate situation would jump over a wall. If Meng Ran continued to push him and made him lose face, the two of them would only be ordinary students. Zhang Wei naturally knew that Meng Ran was not from a rich family.
If they provoked a big shot, the two of them would not even be able to attend school in Jianghua in the future.
The quick-witted Zhang Wei tugged on Meng Ran's sleeve and softly advised, "boss, I know you are a herculean man. Don't go too far. If this old brat is a big shot, then we will be in big trouble."
Meng Ran did not mind and snorted coldly. "Who dares to call themselves a big shot in front of me? With just him? Even if he cultivates for another thousand years, he still doesn't have the qualifications. "
Meng Ran's words instantly caused Zhang Wei's facial expression to change. The two of them only knew each other, they weren't friends at all. Zhang Wei only called Meng Ran boss as a joke when he saw how strong Meng Ran was. Zhang Wei wanted to cry but had no tears when he saw that Meng Ran wasn't restraining himself and was still as arrogant as before.
"Damn you! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you, big brother!"
"Alright, alright, alright! He didn't expect that the students of Jianghua would be so arrogant. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your teacher!"
Du Yanming said in a gloomy tone, like a poisonous snake that had its tongue exposed in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to give Meng Ran a fatal blow.
Meng Ran cast a sidelong glance at Martial House Lecturer, who thought highly of himself, and said with a cold smile, "With just you?"
Although Meng Ran's Qi points was injured and he could not use the magic strength, with this invulnerable Godly Kingly Body alone, he could do whatever he wanted in the entire Jiangzhou!
Even if he did not use the magic strength, he would not even bat an eye even if he met Martial Arts Master with just his fists and kicks.
As Immortal Sovereign Tairan who had combined his martial and magical techniques and suppressed the geniuses, how could the attainments of the Martial Dao be compared to these ordinary people?
Just as Du Yanming was preparing to quietly teach Meng Ran a lesson, and even wanted to use the internal energy to leave the covert force in Meng Ran's body for future torture, Du Yanming's phone suddenly rang.
After answering a phone call, Du Yanming sneered at Meng Ran and said, "Stinking brat, consider yourself lucky. I have some matters to deal with. If you have the guts, don't leave. When I come back, I will make you kneel down and beg for forgiveness."
Meng Ran shut his eyes and didn't even bother to look at him.
Du Yanming, who was looked down upon by Meng Ran, had an angry expression on his face. His face turned green and purple. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to come back later and beat this kid until he was crippled!
After Du Yanming left, Zhang Wei quickly did his homework for Meng Ran. "boss, can you keep a low profile? I don't think this guy is a good person. You've pissed him off. What if he really wants to teach you a lesson? At that time, beating you up will be a light punishment. If he secretly does something to you, the school will directly ask you to withdraw from school. You won't even be able to cry. "
"It's just an ant."
After saying that, Meng Ran closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Only Zhang Tao, who had a helpless look on his face, was left, cursing in his heart.
The matter between Meng Ran and Martial House Lecturer was only a small interlude, no one paid attention to it. Everyone's attention was still focused on the three feet tall platform.
Two of the ten Disha Devils on the tall platform were beating the drums, and the drums were rumbling. The remaining eight people were using the Eight Trigrams Steps, and the blades, spears, and clubs in their hands were dancing in the air like tigers and tigers. Their imposing manner was truly extraordinary.
From the looks of it, they were not much weaker than the martial arts heroes in the television series. The applause from the audience rose and fell.
At the same time, at the entrance of Jianghua Private High School, Wang Xiaofu was looking forward to it.
Not long after, a pink Audi A4 slowly stopped at the entrance. A man and a woman got out of the car. The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was young and charming. It was Liu Haoyu and Faang Qing from the Martial Arts Academy.
"You two are finally here. Come with me. The disciples of the Martial Arts Academy are about to finish their performance. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid Meng Ran will leave." Wang Xiaofu looked at Faang Qing's rosy face and vaguely guessed what the couple was doing at noon.
She did not know whether it was intentional or not, but she suddenly pulled Liu Haoyu's hand and ran towards the field...