At the highest point of the villa area, Dong Yunan looked shocked and his face also changed.
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will be able to see all the mountains at a glance!"
For some reason, while standing in Villa No. 1 and looking down at the scenery, an ancient poem suddenly came to her mind.
Perhaps this description is a bit exaggerated and the meaning is inaccurate, but at her feet, villas were arranged in a staircase shape.
Under the one hundred villa area, there is a freshmen dormitory area as dense as building blocks.
This strong contrast, the sense of satisfaction and vanity generated by it, made everyone except Lin Feng feel a little blood boiling.
It is undeniable that for teenagers, this feeling is indeed wonderful and enjoyable.
"Brother Feng, thank you!"
Dong Yunan looked at Lin Feng's back with complicated eyes and thought to himself.
If it weren't for Lin Feng, with her strength, she wouldn't be able to get into the top 100, and naturally she wouldn't be qualified to enter the villa area.
A villa has five rooms, and five people are the standard number for an adventure team. Given the preciousness of healers, there will be a lot of people willing to provide a room, but the feeling of being given a room is not the same as having it.
At this time, she began to understand why Lin Feng said those seemingly unkind words before.
Lin Feng and Yun Kai both have monster-like talents. She is the most popular player in the Glory League in the future, and is even an All-Star player. Although she has refined the eighth-grade Siren Girl, she is still several levels behind the two of them.
Among her peers, there were not no healers who were stronger and more talented than her, but there were almost none who were comparable to Lin Feng and Yun Kai.
If she can't keep up, she will be eliminated.
Just like the Throne Challenge.
If you don't have the strength, you can only stand on the sidelines.
At this moment, the innocent look in the girl's eyes became a little firmer.
...
At the foot of the mountain.
Because they had just been assigned dormitories, the freshmen began to look for the location of their dormitories. Among them, the fast ones were already holding the quilts, washbasins and other daily necessities they had just bought, and were walking along the paths, in groups, laughing and chatting with each other.
"This shabby dormitory, the wooden boards are so hard, how can I sleep in it?"
"It's just a small thing. It's not a big deal. I'm worried about my sleepiness. What if my roommate snores?"
"The girls' dormitory is on the left, starting from Building 37. Shall we go shopping later?"
"Five people live in a dormitory. This dormitory is so small. It's only fifty square meters. There's really no space at all."
"Why don't you rent a single apartment in the college? No one has moved in yet. If you pay 100,000 yuan a month, you can live there!"
"It's too expensive. It costs 1.2 million a year. The poor can't afford it. There is no hope for the villa. But I heard from the seniors that every three months or a quarter, there is a ranking competition for each grade. Those who enter the top one thousand People can own a single apartment, but they should still practice hard!”
When freshmen chatted, almost all of them complained about the environment in the dormitory.
And whenever they complain, they always unconsciously raise their heads slightly and look towards the direction of the villa area, with envy and desire in their eyes!
The atmosphere that was originally full of chatter and laughter became somewhat silent for a while.
Each of them has outstanding talents to be admitted to the three major hero academies. They have enjoyed the envy and admiration of their classmates since childhood. But now, as freshmen, they are being stepped on and need to be looked up to. , can you vaguely see the shadow of the group of people at the highest point.
"Baiji!"
"Ye Ming!"
"Yun Kai!"
"Lin Feng!"
.......
As their eyes continued to move upward, the freshmen were chanting names one by one.
Perhaps because they noticed the gaze of their companions, some people lowered their heads, looked away without revealing any trace, and pretended to be calm. However, for some unknown reason, the excitement they had for just entering school had completely disappeared at this time, and they even felt a little lost and depressed.
In fact, everyone understands why there are such obvious differences and gaps in the dormitories between freshmen and old students.
This is an incentive that makes people repelled, even disgusted!
Some of the seniors who came to Hongyun had already talked to them about this vulgar road. Even the seniors who were accustomed to it had expressions of displeasure and deep helplessness when talking about it.
........
Go to Beijing.
Yunwu Mountain.
A light curtain is playing, and bursts of crazy and excited shouts can be heard. From time to time, 'Wind God' and 'Kai Huang' can be heard. If you look closely, the content played is exactly the scene of the Throne Challenge.
"In more than three months, I haven't practiced any skills yet, but I have learned two third-level martial arts skills. Even I was mistaken!"
In a room filled with green smoke, a soft sound of admiration came.
Yang Qingtian was sitting on a Taishi chair, dressed in a jet-black Tang suit. He was exceptionally strong, with long black hair and delicate skin, showing no trace of time at all.
As a strong Martial King, Lin Feng's martial arts talent shocked even him.
He never thought that this grandson, who had been comprehensively evaluated as 'C' six months ago, had no value in training, and had never met him, would exceed his expectations again and again and bring him such surprises and shocks.
He is an eighth-level physical practitioner who beats warriors violently, showing his super fighting talent.
In three months, he broke through to the seventh level of physical training and became a warrior.
Become the top scorer in the national college entrance examination!
First place in the Throne Challenge!
Let the audience scream crazily, make the whole country talk about it, and make the Glory Professional League look forward to it.
Originally he thought he paid enough attention to this child, but who would have thought that every ten days and a half, this child would create a miracle.
His talent and achievements eclipsed the geniuses of his generation.
"What a monster!"
Thinking of this, even Yang Qingtian couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
It wasn't until the light curtain slowly stopped and disappeared that he turned his attention to the middle-aged man standing not far away and asked in an indifferent tone: "Have you found out?"
The man wore a sharp black suit, his body was as straight as a gun, and his expression was cold and stern, exuding a fierce aura. Facing Yang Qingtian's doubts, he bowed slightly and said: "The young man who attacked Lin Feng is called Yang Rui, and he is thirteen. The child of the young master’s housekeeper.”
"Who asked Yang Rui to take action?"
"I just called Yang Rui and asked him. He said that Yang Qi, the son of the Thirteenth Young Master, ordered him to do it." The middle-aged man replied.
"Yang Qi?"
Yang Qingtian frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.
As a big family, he has many grandsons and granddaughters, more than two hundred in total, and dozens of great-grandchildren.
Only those with the most dazzling talents can remember their names, and Yang Qi is one of them.
Yang Qi is his thirteenth son, Yang Qing's youngest son. He not only awakened the family's bloodline talent, but also inherited his father's outstanding cultivation talent.
He is only seventeen years old and has the strength of a second-grade warrior. The refined demon spirit is the same as his father's. He is also a ninth-grade devil mantis. He was specially recruited by the Great Wall Academy after the college entrance examination last year. He is one of the most outstanding descendants of the younger generation of the family. .
"How does Yang Qi know this? What does he want to do?"
Yang Qingtian asked with some confusion.
He did not announce Lin Feng's identity to his clan members, and there was no need to announce it.
Logically speaking, no one should know.
After all, Lin Feng was too weak at that time. He was just a first-grade warrior and had not yet refined the demon spirit. Even if he became the top scorer in the college entrance examination, in the final analysis, he was just a genius.
As a bloodline clan, the Yang clan has no shortage of geniuses.
Therefore, even if Lin Feng refused to return to the family, he felt pity, but he did not take it too seriously.
But now, he had to pay attention.
He doesn't care about geniuses, but monsters are different!
A martial arts monster who claims to be able to refine demon spirits from the Earth Ranking must have a bright future.
With Lin Feng's monster-like talent, if there are no accidents, it won't take twenty years to break through the ninth level, become the Martial King, and become a strong man at the same level as him. If Lin Feng can really refine the Earth Ranking Demon Spirit, then even He also had to take it seriously.
As for extraordinary, there may be a slight possibility.
But it's only a glimmer of possibility.
Even though he broke through King Wu at the age of 57 and is now 97, in forty years, he still cannot touch the threshold of transcendence.
Extraordinary, body element, it can be called another life form, beyond the scope of human beings!
As a powerful person who controls the country, the worship of a country cannot be achieved by just having talent.
The middle-aged man remained silent.
As for where Yang Qi knew it and what he wanted to do?
He didn't know, and therefore had no explanation.
"Let Yang Rui drop out of Hongyun University immediately and disappear in front of Lin Feng, and give Yang Qi a warning to be more honest!"
Yang Qingtian did not dwell too much on this issue and continued: "Thirteen just came back. Go talk to him and say that I hope he can make amends with Lin Feng."
The middle-aged man looked a little strange and did not respond immediately.
Seeing this, Yang Qingtian finally reacted: "Forget it, that's right, let me talk about it!"
