At the highest point of the villa district, Dong Yunan's expression changed at the same time as she was shocked.
"I'll climb to the top and look down on all the other mountains!"
For some reason, as she stood in Villa Number One and looked down at the scenery below her, an ancient poem suddenly appeared in her mind.
Perhaps this description was a bit exaggerated, and the meaning was not accurate, but below her feet, the villas were arranged in a staircase.
And below the hundred villas was the dormitory area for the new students, which was as dense as building blocks.
This strong contrast gave rise to a sense of satisfaction and vanity. It made everyone, except for Linfeng, feel their blood boil slightly.
It was undeniable that for the youths, this feeling was indeed wonderful and enjoyable.
"Feng, thank you!"
Dong Yunan looked at Linfeng's back with a complicated expression as she thought to herself.
If it were not for Linfeng, with her strength, she would not have been able to get into the top hundred, and naturally would not have qualified to enter the villa district.
A villa had five rooms, and five people was the standard number for an adventure team. With the preciousness of healers, many people would be willing to provide a room, but the feeling of being bestowed with a healer was not the same as having one.
At this time, she began to understand why Linfeng had said those seemingly unreasonable words before.
Linfeng and Yunkai, both of them had monstrous talents.
They were the most popular players in the future Glory League, and even all-star players. Although she had refined the Rank-8 siren, compared to the two of them, she was still several levels behind.
Among her peers, there were healers who were stronger and more talented than her, but there were almost none who were comparable to Linfeng and Yunkai.
If she could not keep up, she would be eliminated.
Just like the Throne Challenge.
Without strength, she could only obediently stand outside the arena.
At this moment, the naivety in the girl's eyes had a hint of determination.
.....
At the foot of the mountain.
Because the dormitories had just been assigned, the new students began to look for their own dormitories. Among them, the faster ones were already carrying their newly bought blankets, washbasins, and other daily necessities, shuttling through the small path in groups of two or three, laughing and chatting with each other.
"This lousy dormitory. The wooden bed is so hard, how can I sleep on it?"
"That's not a big deal. I'll just change my bed. What I'm worried about is that I'm a light sleeper. What if my roommate snores?"
"The girls' dormitory is on the left, starting from Building 37. Shall we take a look later?"
"Five people to a dormitory, and this dormitory is so small. It's not even 50 square meters. There's really no privacy at all. Forget it, I'll just spend some money and rent a room outside."
"Although the school doesn't restrict us, it's too inconvenient to rent a house outside. Why don't we rent a single apartment in the school? No one has moved in yet. It costs 100,000 yuan a month. You can live there as long as you pay!"
"It's too expensive. It costs 1.2 million a year. Poor people can't afford it. There's no hope for a villa. However, I heard from the seniors that every three months, every quarter, every grade will have a ranking competition. Those who enter the top one thousand can have a single apartment. It's better to work hard and cultivate!"
The freshmen were chatting idly, and almost all of them were complaining about the dormitory environment.
And every time they complained, they would subconsciously raise their heads slightly and look in the direction of the villa district, their eyes revealing envy and desire!
The atmosphere that was originally lively and cheerful suddenly turned silent.
To be able to get into one of the three Hero Academy, every one of them had outstanding talent. They had enjoyed the envious and worshipful gazes of their classmates since they were young. However, at this moment, as freshmen, they were being 'stepped on' by others. They needed to look up to vaguely see the group of people at the top.
"Bai Ji!"
"Ye Ming!"
"Yunkai!"
"Lin Feng!"
.....
As their gazes kept moving up, the freshmen muttered names in their hearts.
Perhaps because they noticed their companions' gazes, some of them lowered their heads and retracted their gazes without leaving a trace. They pretended to be calm. However, for some reason, the excitement they had when they first entered the school had completely disappeared. They even felt a little disappointed and depressed.
In fact, everyone understood why there was such a clear difference and gap between the freshmen and seniors' dormitories.
This was an incentive that made people feel repulsed and even disgusted!
Some of the seniors had already talked to them about this kind of vulgar behavior during the days they had been in Hongyun. Even the seniors who were already used to it had a look of displeasure and deep helplessness when they talked about it.
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Shang Jing.
Yunwu Mountain.
A light screen was playing. Waves of frenzied and excited shouts could be heard. From time to time, the words' Wind God 'and' Kaihuang 'could be heard. Upon closer inspection, the broadcast content was the scene of the Throne Challenge.
"In more than three months, he hasn't cultivated any cultivation method, but he has learned two kinds of third-grade martial arts. Even I have misjudged him!"
In a room surrounded by green smoke, a soft exclamation could be heard.
Yang Qingtian sat on an old-fashioned wooden armchair. He was dressed in a pitch-black Tang suit. His body was exceptionally sturdy. His long black hair and delicate skin showed no signs of aging.
As a Martial King expert, even he was shocked by Lin Feng's martial arts talent.
He had never thought that this grandson of his, who was evaluated as' C 'half a year ago and had no value in nurturing, would exceed his expectations time and time again, bringing him such surprises and shocks.
An eighth-stage Physique Cultivator had brutally beaten up a martial artist and displayed his superb combat talent.
In three months, a seventh-stage Physique Cultivator had broken through to a martial artist.
He had become the national college entrance examination champion!
The champion of the Throne Challenge!
The audience screamed crazily, the whole country was in heated discussion, and the Glory of Glory Professional Alliance was looking forward to it.
Originally, he thought that he valued this child enough, but who would have thought that this child would create a miracle every ten days or half a month?
His talent and results had overshadowed all the geniuses of the same age.
"What a monster!"
Thinking of this, even Yang Qingtian couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
When the light screen slowly stopped and disappeared, he turned his gaze to the middle-aged man standing not far away and asked indifferently, "Did you find out?"
The man was dressed in a well-ironed black suit. His body was as straight as a spear, and his expression was grave and stern. Facing Yang Qingtian's doubts, he bowed slightly and said, "The young man who attacked Lin Feng is called Yang Rui. He is the child of the thirteenth young master's butler."
"Who ordered Yang Rui to do it?"
"I just called Yang Rui and asked him. He said that it was the thirteenth young master's son, Yang Qi, who ordered him to do it," the middle-aged man replied.
"Yang Qi?"
Yang Qingtian frowned and seemed a little surprised.
As a member of a large family, he had a lot of grandsons and granddaughters. There were more than two hundred of them, and dozens of great-grandchildren.
Only those with the most dazzling talent could make him remember their names, and Yang Qi was one of them.
Yang Qi was his thirteenth son, Yang Qing's youngest son. Not only did he awaken the family's bloodline talent, but he also inherited his father's outstanding cultivation talent.
He was only seventeen years old and had the strength of a second-grade martial artist. The demon spirit he refined was the same as his father's, a ninth-grade Devil Mantis. After the college entrance exam last year, he was specially recruited by the Great Wall Academy. He was one of the most outstanding juniors of the family's younger generation.
"How did Yang Qi know about this?
What does he want to do? "
Yang Qingtian asked with some doubts.
He didn't announce Lin Feng's identity to the clan, and there was no need to announce it.
Logically speaking, no one should know about it.
After all, Lin Feng's strength was too weak at that time. He was only a first-grade martial artist and had yet to refine a demon spirit. Even if he became the top scorer of the college entrance exam, he was still just a genius.
As a bloodline clan, the Yang clan didn't lack geniuses.
Therefore, even though he felt that it was a pity that Lin Feng refused to return to the family, he didn't take it to heart.
But now, he had no choice but to take it seriously.
He didn't care about geniuses, but monsters were different!
A martial arts monster who claimed to be able to refine an Earth Ranking demon spirit would definitely have a bright future.
With Lin Feng's monstrous talent, he would be able to break through to the ninth grade and become a Martial King in less than twenty years. He would become an expert on the same level as him. If Lin Feng could really refine an Earth Ranking demon spirit, then even he would have to take it seriously.
As for the Transcendence realm, there might be a chance.
But it was only a slight possibility.
Even he, who broke through to the Martial King realm at the age of 57, was still unable to touch the threshold of the Transcendence realm.
The Transcendence realm was the elemental transformation of one's body. That was another life form, beyond the scope of humans!
As a guardian of a country, being a consecrated wasn't something that could be achieved with talent alone.
The middle-aged man remained silent.
As for where did Yang Qi find out and what did he want?
He didn't know, so he didn't explain.
"Immediately get Yang Rui to withdraw from Hongyun University and disappear from Lin Feng's sight. Also, give Yang Qi a warning to be more obedient!"
Yang Qingtian didn't dwell on this issue and continued, "Shisan just came back. Go and tell him that I hope he can mend his relationship with Lin Feng."
The middle-aged man's expression was a little strange and he didn't immediately respond.
Seeing this, Yang Qingtian finally reacted, "Forget it, that's right. I'll go and tell him!"