Chapter 43: The Dean Descends

A trace of heavy aura suddenly appeared in the air, and a majestic figure appeared without warning.

A black robe, with a jade book mark printed on the back, and a giant silver sword embroidered on the chest; it was none other than the Dean of the Tianyuan Academy branch of the Shenfeng Empire, Liu Zhangsheng.

Everyone in the audience was trembling, each one couldn't help but retreat a few steps, completely unable to withstand the momentum pressure from the other party.

Those Silver-Armored Guards were even worse; because of panic and fear, plus the Martial Venerable momentum pressure from Liu Zhangsheng, each one stumbled to the ground.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The sound of rune arrows breaking through the air never stopped; almost after Liu Zhangsheng's voice fell, a dozen "hissing" sounds erupted, the rune arrows pierced through hearts, and all the archers died.

However, Lu Fan was still not satisfied, his hands waving and pointing everywhere, those rune arrows did not decrease in momentum, drilled through the bodies of the crossbowmen, and shot toward the remaining soldiers.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Sounds of wailing erupted in this space, and in the blink of an eye, Leng Hansheng's knights were all dead, not a single one left.

This scene took a long time to say, but in fact, it was just a moment. It was so short that what echoed in the ears of many students was still Liu Zhangsheng's fierce shout of "Stop."

In an instant, the majestic and aggressive Sacred Hall Knights were left with only Leng Hansheng, the bare commander.

Liu Zhangsheng was stunned; it wasn't that he didn't have time to stop it, but he took it for granted that under his momentum pressure, Lu Fan would definitely lose confidence and stop. Never expected that in the blink of an eye, the other party would kill all the Sacred Hall Knights.

His expression crossed, and after coming back to his senses, he was furious: "Good kid, you have such guts, even daring not to listen to this Dean's orders, it really makes me angry!"

The crowd only then came back to their senses, but felt a bit strange. The reason for the Dean's anger seemed to be just that Lu Fan didn't listen to his order to "stop," rather than killing a whole team of Sacred Hall Knights.

Lu Fan sneered, looking disdainful: "Old man, you watched for so long, it's already late to come out now." He had long discovered that someone was peeking in the dark, and with the momentum of a Martial Venerable in the Qi Refining Realm, it could only be Liu Zhangsheng, the Dean of the Tianyuan Academy branch.

"I not only want to kill these people, but the Leng surname and Li Qingshan must also die!" His expression turned ferocious, and a domineering spirit arose spontaneously. He was clearly only a Third-Tier Tendon Refining Martial Master and a Second-Tier Rune Master, but his tone was boundless.

However, the onlookers around didn't feel that he was talking wildly, and inwardly they had already defaulted to it!

Leng Hanchao and Li Qingshan were terrified to the extreme; the reality that all their soldiers died in the blink of an eye was like a nightmare, and the two of them hadn't fully accepted it. Never expected that the nightmare would descend again, to take their lives.

Lu Fan's aggressive gaze had already been projected, stepping over, with wind in his steps, but the two of them were scared out of their wits, and couldn't even produce a heart of resistance.

"Bold, if I let you act fiercely again today, I would have been a Dean in vain!"

Liu Zhangsheng was angry to the extreme, and the Martial Venerable momentum erupted completely. The entire void was blocked by his aura, and everyone around couldn't help but feel like kneeling and worshiping.

Martial Venerables, in every move and stillness, were supreme momentum, ten thousand people submitting, with martial arts as the respect.

"Kid, you are very crazy! I want to see if you have the ability to be crazy!"

Liu Zhangsheng stepped on the void, coming out of thin air, waving a palm, and the palm shadows covering the sky and earth shrouded toward Lu Fan. Although he was furious, he still had a sense of proportion, only using one percent of his strength, enough to beat Lu Fan half to death.

Lu Fan's gaze condensed, his figure paused, and his entire expression suddenly became solemn. With a thought, the Art Refining Crystal Furnace swung over.

At the same time, his entire movement stopped, his eyes closed tightly. A seal suddenly condensed in his mind; only this one, but it seemed to be able to give birth to thousands, swallowing all things.

"Desolate Seal! Condense for me!"

He opened his eyes and slowly pushed out a palm, but it seemed to have exhausted all his strength. A seal that didn't look like much appeared in the void; it was clearly only an inch in size, and even seemed a bit weak, as if a breeze blowing would shatter it.

However, just at this moment, this inch-sized seal suddenly exploded with a burst of light. In anyone's eyes, it was clearly shooting toward the Art Refining Crystal Furnace, sinking into it. But the feeling it gave people was like a behemoth, swallowing the Fourth-Tier Profound Artifact.

"Boom!"

The Art Refining Crystal Furnace swelled ten times, pushing away the surrounding air, as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, rolling up a vortex, scattering Liu Zhangsheng's momentum.

Liu Zhangsheng's ten thousand palm shadows bombarded the Crystal Furnace, but could only make a dull sound, slightly shaking, without any other movement.

What was even stranger was that the Crystal Furnace seemed to be swallowing the palm shadows, just like a greedy giant beast.

Liu Zhangsheng was stunned, with a look of disbelief. More of it was confusion; he had come over long ago and seen Ye Fei's Crystal Furnace. It was just a Fourth-Tier Profound Artifact; with his Sixth-Tier Martial Venerable cultivation, he didn't take it seriously at all. How could the performance at this moment exceed his cognition of a Fourth-Tier Profound Artifact.

"Old man, you are very crazy, unfortunately, you don't have the capital to be crazy!"

Lu Fan breathed heavily, his entire body trembling. He had refined medicine all night, and by now, he was exhausted and completely drained. If he hadn't been holding on to a breath, he would have fallen to the ground immediately.

Liu Zhangsheng was a Sixth-Tier Martial Venerable, and he was a mere Third-Tier Martial Master; even with the means of a Second-Tier Rune Master, he couldn't contend at all. This time, he used all his strength, with the domineering nature of the Desolate Seal, to barely stimulate the powerful power of the Art Refining Crystal Furnace, causing such a scene.

The palm shadows were swallowed by the Crystal Furnace, and the surrounding light and shadow dissipated. The fierce momentum of the previous moment could no longer be seen, and even the Martial Venerable momentum stimulated by Liu Zhangsheng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Only a tripod furnace remained, standing tall, just like Lu Fan, standing proudly.

"My God! Am I dazzled? What is going on with this Lu Fan, actually taking a palm from the Dean!"

"Impossible, I must be dreaming. Lu Fan is at most a Third-Tier Tendon Refining Martial Master, and the Dean is a Sixth-Tier Martial Venerable, the number one martial artist in the entire Mingyue Empire. Let alone taking a palm, even if he just looked at it, the Lu surname would have died long ago!"

The onlookers here had had enough surprises today, originally already numb, thinking that their beliefs would never be shaken again, but Ye Fei taking a palm from a Martial Venerable shocked their hearts again.

Dumbfounded, incredible, just thinking it was a dream.

Liu Zhangsheng was also stunned; he had how many years of martial arts experience, and when he was young, he slapped more Martial Masters to death than flies. He never thought that a young kid, a mere Martial Master, actually took his palm.

Even if there was only one percent of his strength, the other party should have fallen to the ground, with broken bones and tendons, in pain!

For a moment, he only thought he was old. His eyes were dim and his mind was unclear, otherwise, how could such a thing that violated common sense appear?

However, he was not an ordinary person after all, and it was only a moment before he came back to his senses, subconsciously looking at the Art Refining Crystal Furnace. Although it was only a Fourth-Tier Profound Artifact, he thought there must be something mysterious about it, which was the premise for everything in this scene.

He couldn't think of any other answer, so he could only comfort himself like this, and he looked coldly at Lu Fan again, then asked Elder Bai not far away: "Old Bai, what is going on?"

Elder Bai was sweating like rain, never expecting that the Dean would make a move himself, but still wouldn't take Lu Fan down. However, he couldn't care about these; the Dean cared about his status and had restraint, so it was not easy to make a second palm, and subsequent matters could only follow the academy's rules.

He told the whole story, even including Li Qingshan going to the Wulian Tower to ask Lu Fan for the "Art Refining Crystal Furnace." During this, Lu Fan "disregarding" the death of his fellow disciples and using dangerous arrays was also exaggeratedly told.

At this moment, Lu Fan was cold, but more of it was exhaustion. He had already used secret techniques to stimulate his potential. If he used it again, I'm afraid this body would collapse.

He was somewhat absent-minded, and somewhat weak, saying softly to Liu Zhangsheng: "Old man, I won't play with you anymore, I'm a bit tired, I'm going back to my room to rest!"

The people around had black lines on their faces; at this moment, they also saw Lu Fan's weak state. He was actually still so arrogant, calling the Dean an old man; he really didn't know how to write the word death!

Liu Zhangsheng was extremely concerned about his face on weekdays, and even the elders in the academy had to bow respectfully when they saw him and say "Hello Dean."

According to his past temper, he would have slapped such a naughty person who had no respect for his elders to death. But he had just slapped him, and he was really embarrassed to make a second palm on a junior. If it spread out, those old guys would laugh at him to death, and I'm afraid he would become the biggest laughingstock in the Shenfeng Empire for a hundred years.

He was so angry that his teeth itched, and he didn't say a word, his face gloomy, and on his old face that looked like old tree bark, water was almost about to be squeezed out.

Lu Fan swayed his body, not even caring about taking back the Art Refining Crystal Furnace, leaving a wet footprint with every step, stumbling back. Clearly, it was only a few feet away, but it was crooked, as if drawing circles in place, and it took a long time to reach the front of the room, pushing the door, but it wouldn't open at all.

He had set restrictions on this house, requiring special seals, but unfortunately, he was empty inside, his True Qi and spiritual power had all dissipated, and he couldn't open it at all.

He was also too tired, mentally exhausted to the extreme, and didn't realize these at all, muttering in his mouth: "What's going on! Could it be that I touched the wrong door?"

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone in the audience heard it clearly. Each one was crying and laughing; if they hadn't seen Lu Fan's previous methods, they would have mocked him.

Of course, among these people, there were a few unfriendly guys; Nie Xing had a vicious look, looking at Lu Fan like a poisonous snake. Li Qingshan and Leng Hanchao were also resentful, with haze covering them.

"Hmph! Stinky kid, I'll let you go today!" Liu Zhangsheng saw Lu Fan's frustrated look and seemed to have vented some anger. He was a Dean, and he loved talent.

Before he appeared, he felt that Lu Fan was a talent, and in a hurry, he just wanted to teach him a lesson; there were no rules without circles. Never expected that Lu Fan's Desolate Seal was too powerful, and he lost face, which made him so embarrassed.

"Elder Bai, you watch outside, don't let any small people come in again!"

Elder Bai was just about to nod, but saw Liu Zhangsheng's face change greatly, with a look of having seen a ghost.

Lu Fan fiddled for a long time, and the door finally opened, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of everyone. Her hair was like a pile of crows, her skin was like snow, and it was none other than Wang Wu, the goddess of many male students and even some old and disrespectful instructors and elders in the academy.

At this moment, Wang Wu was wearing loose clothes, clearly men's clothes. Her wet hair clearly showed that she had just finished bathing.

In this state, everyone present didn't even need to think, and each one "understood."

In an instant, a group of male students screamed, gritting their teeth at Lu Fan. The goddess in their hearts came out of Lu Fan's room, and they wished they could eat his flesh and suck his bones.

"Damn! This kid is morally corrupt, Elder Bai, kill him quickly!" ===== CHAPTER 44 =====