Shura Martial God

0The students' faces were filled with pain. They unwillingly took off their Storage Hand Ropes and handed them to Chu Fann.    

    

Glancing around, they discovered that Ma Zheng's Storage Hand Ropes were actually red.    

    

"Your Storage Hand Ropes match my red clothes, so I'll take yours. I'll borrow it for a few days. I'll return it to you when I refine the Storage Hand Ropes next time. "    

    

Chu Fann waved his hand and took out most of the things from the other people's Storage Hand Rope and placed them into the red Storage Hand Rope.    

    

"Mr. Fann, you have taken all of them. What should we do with our living expenses?"    

    

One of the students, who looked somewhat wretched, begged with grievance.    

    

Chu Fann rolled his eyes at him, threw the Storage Hand Rope over, and snorted. "Cold sauce, I left some for you. I'll take most of it. Consider it your punishment!"    

    

Looking at the red rope in his hand, Chu Fann's face was filled with vicissitudes of life. He remembered his benefactor, Profound Venerable.    

    

Profound Venerable was the Profound Arts Supreme Being of the Archean. He was unrivalled in the Dao of Profound Arts. He had brought the Profound Arts Master Association to greater heights and made it the largest chain of powers in the Asura Great Land.    

    

There was no Profound Venerable. Perhaps the current warriors were still using the snakeskin bag to store things!    

    

"From today onwards, you guys fold my blanket! My socks, you guys wash them! My underwear, you guys dry it! Those who don't accept it, get out of the dormitory for me!"    

    

Chu Fann jumped and sat on the upper bunk. He looked down at the few people who were still vomiting on the floor.    

    

Ma Zheng and the others were so scared that they trembled. Their faces were full of fear and could only nod.    

    

"Don't think it's a disgrace. Let me tell you, the person who washed my socks is now the overlord of Asura Great Land! It's not a loss to be my little brother! "    

    

After giving them a final lesson, Chu Fann closed his eyes and laid down.    

    

In his previous life, as a mighty Mad God, even the person who washed his socks was at least at the fourth level of the primeval era!    

    

There was once an aunty who washed Chu Lingtian's socks. After being taught a few moves by Chu Lingtian, she actually created a martial arts technique and became a powerhouse!    

    

Many powerhouses fought to help Chu Lingtian wash his socks, but none of them could get a number. They did not have the fortune to do so.    

    

"Brother Zheng, do you think we should. . . "    

    

Wang Xiaoyu's expression darkened. He drew a line on his neck with his palm, and a vicious look flashed across his eyes.    

    

Ma Zheng hesitated. He frowned and said in a low voice. "Forget it. We can't fight back. We can only enjoy it. I know your brother is in the core class. "    

    

"My brother is a Third Level Soul Creation Stage genius. With his help, I won't surrender to Chu Fann!"    

    

Wang Xiaoyu's face was gloomy and gloomy. He didn't even tidy up and immediately fell asleep.    

    

The other three students also copied Wang Xiaoyu and didn't care anymore.    

    

Only Ma Zheng and the other two were left.    

    

Ma Zheng's round body stood up with great difficulty. His mind was in deep thought.    

    

He felt that there must be a reason for Chu Fann's change. Moreover, Chu Fann's arrogant temperament was not something an ordinary person could show. Following Chu Fann might have a different situation.    

    

"Let's start cleaning up. From now on, we will follow Mr. Fann!"    

    

Taking a deep breath and thinking hard, Ma Zheng finally made a decision.    

    

The other two nodded and started cleaning.    

    

Not long after, Ma Zheng and the other two found out that tonight was the turning point of their lives. It was absolutely right to follow Chu Fann!    

    

The Profound Arts public class was a special class in Zilai Academy.    

    

It was taught by the academy's Profound Arts teacher, and today's Profound Arts public class was taught by a beautiful teacher named Murong Yanran.    

    

A large classroom was filled with students.    

    

Many students were not interested in the Profound Arts at all. They came to see Murong Yanran's beauty.    

    

Chu Fann wanted to enter the Cultivation Tower to cultivate, but he was pulled over by Ninth Prince and Zhao Xumin.    

    

"Mr. Fann, you used to be weak and autistic. You have never seen how beautiful Teacher Murong is! Tsk tsk, that chest is even bigger than the Earth!"    

    

Ninth Prince Zhao Xumin pulled Chu Fann, and as they discussed passionately, they ran towards the classroom.    

    

The beautiful teacher Murong Yanran, Chu Fann had indeed heard of her before, but had never seen her before.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

Who would have thought that at this moment, Chu Fann stepped on a piece of watermelon skin and slipped. He looked like he was about to fall.    

    

As the reincarnation of the Mad God, how could Chu Fann be so easily embarrassed in front of so many people? His body twisted like a spring, and he actually turned around.    

    

However, his body had already stepped into the sky. He could only reach out his hands and find a place to borrow strength.    

    

At this moment, Chu Fann couldn't care less. He noticed that someone was walking towards him. He grabbed with both hands and grabbed the person.    

    

It was fine if he didn't grab the person, but he was shocked.    

    

Chu Fann realized that the thing he was grabbing with both hands was abnormally soft, like two balls of inflated cotton, extremely elastic.    

    

A wave of fragrance that made men's blood boil came from where he had grabbed it.    

    

"Ah. . . "    

    

Suddenly, a scream that could pierce through space was heard, and it almost broke Chu Fann's eardrums.    

    

Having experienced two lives, Chu Fann naturally knew how to deal with it. He quickly stood up and took his hand away, immediately covering the person who had just arrived.    

    

After stopping the person from screaming, Chu Fann quickly let go of the person and sized him up.    

    

The person who came was a tall woman in her twenties. She wore a long red dress with a long waist. Her face was like the middle of autumn, and her lips were like cherry blossoms. Her beautiful face was filled with embarrassment and anger.    

    

She was covered by Chu Fann, and her almond eyes were wide open. She knew that she had been attacked by Chu Fann just now.    

    

"Eh? What did that trash Chu Fann do to Teacher Murong just now?"    

    

The nearby students who were about to run to the classroom all stopped to watch, their faces filled with shock.    

    

Because Chu Fann moved too fast, they only saw Chu Fann covering Murong Yanran's mouth in the end.    

    

"Hehe, it was a misunderstanding. There was a sweat on the side of Teacher Murong's mouth just now. I'll wipe it off for her. It's fine, you guys can go to class. "    

    

Chu Fann had a calm and composed look on his face. He said elegantly without blushing or gasping for breath.    

    

A drop of sweat?    

    

Some of the more scheming students did not believe him at all.    

    

Teacher Murong was sweating. What right do you, Chu Fann, have to wipe it off?    

    

Murong Yanran's beautiful eyes swept the surroundings. Her face was slightly embarrassed and red as she said: "This student is right. Our academy's students are really outstanding and are willing to help others. "    

    

"It should be. It should be. "    

    

Chu Fann said with a fake smile.    

    

At the same time, Chu Fann found that his waist muscles were being pinched by a small hand. He almost cried out in pain.    

    

This little girl even knew how to take revenge!    

    

Chu Fann raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud. He said, "Oh my, there's another one at the corner of Teacher Murong's mouth. Let me help you touch it. "    

    

Chu Fann was quick to react. He pretended to help Murong Yanran wipe her sweat with one hand, and with the other hand, he groped Murong Yanran's chest back and forth.    

    

Feeling the attack on her chest again, Murong Yanran felt an electric current pass through her body and almost collapsed.    

    

The hand that pinched Chu Fann retracted as if he had been electrocuted.    

    

Her beautiful eyes glared at Chu Fann. She was so angry that her chest rose and fell. It was magnificent. She whispered in Chu Fann's ear, "Kid. . . I, Murong Yanran, will remember you!"    

    

"Thank you for remembering. "    

    

Chu Fann shrugged and clapped his hands. He looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.    

    

Murong Yanran quickly took a few steps back and stomped her feet angrily. Three words flew out from between her teeth and said, "No! No need! Thank you! "    

    

Following that, Murong Yanran hurriedly ran to the classroom, afraid of meeting Chu Fann again.    

    

Throughout the whole process, only Zhao Xumin saw it. He couldn't help but give Chu Fann a big thumbs up!    

    

Mr. Fann was so strong that he even dared to attack Teacher Murong's chest!    

    

Zhao Xumin was amazed. He looked at Chu Fann with admiration and admiration.    

    

In the classroom.    

    

The front row of seats was already full. Chu Fann and Chu Fann had no choice but to enter the classroom and sit in the back row.    

    

Because there were too many people. There were still quite a number of people standing at the back.    

    

Coincidentally, they met two acquaintances.    

    

"Kongsang Rui, Hei Xiaolong, how are your chrysanthemums?"    

    

Chu Fann deliberately shouted at the top of his voice to the two people standing in the back row.    

    

Kongsang Rui and Hei Xiaolong were tied up in bandages on their butts and holding crutches. They looked miserable.    

    

When the students next to them saw Kongsang Rui and Hei Xiaolong, they tried to avoid them. They felt disgusted.    

    

"Bastard Chu Fann! Don't be so arrogant. The outer class exam is in ten days. If you don't reach the fifth level of the Body Refining Stage, you won't be qualified to enter the inner class. You will be expelled!"    

    

Kongsang Rui gritted his teeth and growled at Chu Fann.    

    

There were more than a hundred outer class in Zilai Academy, and everyone in the class had reached the fifth level of the Body Refining Stage. This class could be promoted to the inner class.    

    

If someone did not reach the inner class, they would be removed from the class, and even expelled from the academy.    

    

Hei Xiaolong covered his anus, his face pale and disdainful, "Trash, you used tricks to defeat us last time. You can't use tricks in the outer class exam!"    

    

"It's better to pay attention to your anus. Don't get inflamed. When the time comes, don't affect the continuation of the family, haha!"    

    

Chu Fann looked at the two of them with disdain and suddenly said meaningfully.    

    

Hearing this, Kongsang Rui and Hei Xiaolong's faces twisted in fear. Their bodies trembled, and they hurriedly supported themselves with crutches and walked towards the academy's infirmary.    

    

Zhao Xumin asked curiously from the side, "Mr. Fann, your anus is injured and inflamed. It affects your fertility. Is that true?"    

    

"Of course. . . It's fake. I was just scaring them. "    

    

Chu Fann laughed. Then, he heard the bell ringing in class.    

    

At this moment, the noise in the classroom, the sound of people secretly discussing Murong Yanran's figure, all disappeared, and the whole place became silent.    

    

The male students' gazes were all fixed on Murong Yanran. They stared straight at her without moving an inch.    

    

"Students, let me tell you today, the origin and development of the Profound Arts, as well as the simple path of the Profound Arts. "    

    

Looking at the students sitting on the seats, Murong Yanran's small mouth slightly opened and she immediately spoke.    

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But when her gaze swept towards Chu Fann, it instantly condensed and became cold.    

    

"The student in red at the back. Let me ask you, who created the Profound Arts Master Association?"    

    

Murong Yanran sneered in her heart as she stared at Chu Fann and said sternly.    

    

At first, Murong Yanran did not know Chu Fann, but after she entered the classroom, she secretly asked the students in the front row and found out Chu Fann's identity as a trash.    

    

Murong Yanran had never had such intimate contact with a man.    

    

Previously, Chu Fann had attacked her chest, so she naturally wanted to vent her anger and let Chu Fann make a fool of himself.    

    

"Who founded the Profound Arts Master Association? I don't know!"    

    

In the back row, Chu Fann shook his head indifferently with a calm expression.    

    

Zhao Xumin, who was at the side, broke out in a cold sweat for Chu Fann, and called him "Profound Venerable" in a low voice, but Chu Fann acted as if he did not hear it.    

    

"The Profound Arts Master Association was founded by Profound Venerable, and Mad God Chu Lingtian has made a name for himself. How did that trash know about it?"    

    

"I heard that two days ago, Chu Fann broke the anus of the outer class students and was able to recite the Diamond Body Spell. He's not a trash, is he?"    

    

"Hmph, compared to the geniuses of our inner class, Chu Fann is still trash!"    

    

When the students heard Chu Fann say that they did not know, they started laughing with disdain.    

    

Only Murong Yanran had a strange expression on her face, waiting for Chu Fann's explanation.