Sovereign’s Great Path

C549 The illusion of a saint!



C549 The illusion of a saint!

0Old dean?    

    

Fuck, that's the Saints.    

    

The body of the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy descended onto the stage once again. Seeing the Vice Principal of the Southern Wasteland Branch facing him, the corners of his mouth twitched non-stop. His eyes contracted nonstop, and even his body trembled from anger. "Bastard, can you be more f * cking shameless?" Pointing at the Vice Principal of the Southern Wasteland Branch, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch directly cursed.    

    

Shameless?    

    

Using a Saints to deal with a mere immortal stage, if this wasn't shameless, then what was.    

    

He was infuriated.    

    

He was on the verge of collapse.    

    

Hehe!    

    

Hearing that, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch smiled evilly.    

    

"I'm just like this, what's wrong? You're still biting me? "If you have the ability, come at me. Bite me!" Immediately after, the Vice Principal of the Southern Wasteland Branch looked at the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb branch and provoked him. He had the face of someone who deserved a beating, and he did not have the seriousness of a Vice Principal, nor the arrogance of an Undying Being, nor the nobility of a eighth grade pharmacist.    

    

At this moment, he was a naked rascal.    

    

"You!"    

    

Seeing this, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch was flustered and exasperated.    

    

"…"    

    

The surrounding Southern Wasteland Branch students and teachers couldn't help but roll their eyes when they saw their Vice Principal like this.    

    

Vice Principal?    

    

They were already used to it.    

    

Brush    

    

In an instant, everyone turned to look at the dean.    

    

Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch?    

    

A Saint rank expert?    

    

Even the teachers and academies of the Southern Wasteland Branch s had never seen this Principal before, and there weren't many people who had seen him before.    

    

Brush    

    

Teng Yan was the same.    

    

Saints?    

    

When Teng Yan came to the Central Region, he had not met any Saint Rankers.    

    

Weng! *    

    

However, the surroundings were deathly still. Even the distance between them was completely silent. The principal of the Southern Wasteland Branch, that peak existence of the Saint level, had not appeared at all. Not only did she not appear, there was not even the slightest movement. This scene caused everyone to be stunned, and their shocked gazes uncontrollably landed on the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch.    

    

Where's the dean?    

    

Eh?    

    

A moment later, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch was also slightly surprised.    

    

The smile instantly disappeared.    

    

Where was he?    

    

Looking at the place where the Principal was located, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch frowned, and after a while, he began to curse again, "Old thing, are you f * cking dead? Come out here right now if you're not dead. "Fuck, baby, the treasures are going to be robbed by those Northern Tomb bastards."    

    

Brush    

    

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched when they heard this.    

    

Old thing?    

    

Not dead yet?    

    

This    

    

In the entire Southern Wasteland Branch, perhaps only the Vice Principal in front of him would dare to roar at the Saints. If it were anyone else, even the other two Vice Principal would not dare to do so. After all, he was not only the dean of the academy, he was also a Saints, a peak existence in the entire central region.    

    

However, it was still very quiet.    

    

Heh …    

    

Seeing this scene, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch smiled faintly.    

    

"Old partner, looks like your headmaster isn't here. If that's the case, then I'll be taking this little brother away." Immediately, the ridiculing voice of the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy rang out, and his eyes stared straight at Teng Yan with absolute greed and excitement.    

    

Make a move?    

    

The Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch simply could not match up to the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy.    

    

There were also differences in strength between the two.    

    

Brush    

    

Hearing this, the Vice Principal's mouth twitched.    

    

BOOM!    

    

Anger instantly surged out from his body.    

    

"You old bastard, you can't be rolling around in bed with some chick in the middle of the day, right? F * ck you, since you, the principal, can't care about this anymore, then why should I, the vice principal, care about this? "Since the others have already snatched away the treasures, there's no use in keeping the academy anymore. It would be better for laozi to smash it for you right now." Immediately, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch roared out.    

    

Weng! *    

    

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.    

    

Destroy Southern Wasteland Branch?    

    

This    

    

Could this Vice Principal be speaking the truth?    

    

BOOM!    

    

Without waiting for anyone to think, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch had already given a perfect answer to everyone present. She only saw that this Vice Principal, with a single strike from her immortal stage, had landed on a building in the distance. In an instant, that building that was tens of metres tall had instantly turned into a pile of ruins, raising a cloud of dust.    

    

The ground trembled.    

    

Weng! *    

    

This scene caused everyone to be stunned on the spot.    

    

Vice Principal?    

    

Is this really a smash?    

    

Brush    

    

When the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched.    

    

There was a complicated look on his face.    

    

"Nan Rentong, why don't you smash me again?" Suddenly, a furious voice resounded from the void. It was so loud that only the sound of it could be heard. However, just one sound was enough to cause the expressions of everyone present to change. It was as if their bodies had frozen over and were unable to move at all.    

    

This    

    

A hint of shock also flashed past Teng Yan's expression.    

    

A saint?    

    

This is the Saints?    

    

It was just a sound, but he could not move.    

    

The Saints were terrifying to the extreme.    

    

Heh …    

    

The Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch revealed a devilish smile as he roared towards the sky, "You old fogey, you're finally willing to roll out here? I thought you were rolling around on a bed with some chick from the academy. "Show yourself immediately, or I'll smash you again."    

    

"You!"    

    

BOOM!    

    

Without waiting for the dean to finish speaking, the vice principal turned another building into ruins.    

    

Dust filled the air.    

    

Weng! *    

    

Instantly, space trembled.    

    

Brush    

    

A phantom appeared in the empty space above the arena. This was a middle-aged man wearing white clothes, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his body emitted a strong imposing manner that even gave people a feeling of not getting angry. Even though it was only an afterimage, it caused everyone below the Empyrean to feel an enormous pressure, as if they were about to suffocate.    

    

The illusion of a saint!    

    

Looking at the figure in the sky, everyone's eyes twitched.    

    

Without a doubt, this was the principal of the academy.    

    

Saints!    

    

At this moment, the silhouette of the Saint stood proudly in the air, his two eyes staring straight at the Southern Wasteland Branch's Vice Principal on the stage (Nan Rentong). After that, he looked at the two buildings in the distance that were already in ruins, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch, he looked at the Southern Wasteland Branch Vice Principal and said with a messy face: "Big brother, my blood brother, what do you want? Wasn't it just a loss? Do you really need to do this? If you lose today, you can win it back tomorrow. "    

    

Brother?    

    

That's right, this Vice Principal and Principal were blood brothers.    

    

Brother, Nan Rentong;    

    

Second brother, Nan Renming.    

    

The principal of the saint rank was the vice principal's younger brother.    

    

"Compete?"    

    

Hearing this, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch could not help but be stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the image of a saint floating in the air. So this little brother of her was trying to vent her anger because she thought that she had lost the match? F * ck you, is laozi someone who can't afford to lose? The vice principal angrily thought to herself as she stared at the silhouette of the saint in the air and angrily said, "Lose, lose to your uncle. Your father has won, okay?"    

    

Eh?    

    

Hearing this, the figure of a Saint couldn't help but be taken aback.    

    

He won?    

    

Why did he want to find me so badly even if he won?    

    

Brush    

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Looking at the Vice Principal on the stage, the Southern Wasteland Branch was astonished.    

    

"F * ck you, forget it. I won't bother with these matters for now." Do you see this old fogey? This bastard was sent by the Northern Tomb branch to steal from our Southern Wasteland Branch. Throw him away, the further the better. "Now, immediately, immediately, throw it!" Immediately, the vice principal ordered the dean.    

    

Eh?    

    

Hearing this, the headmaster was stunned once again.    

    

Throw it out?    

    

This    

    

With a doubtful expression, he could not help but glance at the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch.    

    

Stealing treasures?    

    

What treasure?    

    

The dean was curious.    

    

Brush    

    

Feeling the Saint's gaze on him, the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Academy slightly twitched his mouth. After that, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Teng Yan. Facing a Saint, even if he was no match for a hundred of them, he was still unwilling to miss out on a soul pharmacist. Immediately, he looked at the figure of the saint in the sky and said, "Principal Nan, this old man wants to stay in your Southern Wasteland Branch. May I? Of course, it's fine even if you want me to do odd jobs. "    

    

BOOM!    

    

Words would not stop until one was shocked to death.    

    

The words of the Vice Principal, Southern Wasteland Branch, caused everyone present to be completely dumbstruck.    

    

Including the president of the saints.    

    

Brush    

    

Everyone's astonished and shocked eyes fell on him.    

    

To stay in the Southern Wasteland Branch?    

    

Doing odd jobs?    

    

This    

    

Could it be that the Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb Branch had his head kicked by a donkey? He was a dignified immortal stage expert, and a noble eighth grade pharmacist at that. How could he be willing to stay in the Southern Wasteland Branch to do odd jobs? Of course, this Vice Principal was not brainless, nor did he have his head kicked by a donkey. The only reason he stayed in Southern Wasteland Branch was because of this soul pharmacist, Teng Yan. After all, it was absolutely impossible for him to bring Teng Yan back to the Northern Tomb branch within the Southern Wasteland Branch.    

    

Teng Yan?    

    

They were the people from the Southern Wasteland Branch.    

    

Snatch?    

    

Although the four branch academies were competing with each other, they were one and the same. There was no way they would do something like snatching students.    

    

This was the only choice left to him.    

    

Bastard!    

    

However, the Vice Principal of Southern Wasteland Branch was very clear on what this Vice Principal of the Northern Tomb was trying to do. He stared angrily at his opponent, cursing in his heart, and then shouted angrily at the Principal in the air: "Damn you, if you keep him here, I, your father, will smash your Southern Wasteland Branch into the ground, and you as the Principal won't be able to do anything. "Also, I want to cut off our brotherly relationship."    

    

Brush    

    

All of a sudden, the Vice Principal noticed a miser at the side.    

    

Weng! *    

    

His body trembled again.    

    

"Also, I want to publicize everything that happened in the past to you, such as the female students of your Qiangan School who are messing around with men and women, and the matter of you spying on the headmaster of the Western Territory Branch Academy bathing, and also …" Immediately, this headmaster of the branch of the Southern Wasteland Branch immediately revealed all the 'terrible things' that the headmaster of the Branch did. After all, in his opinion, the threats before were not enough, and she could only coerce this little brother of the Headmaster and make him reject the Deputy Headmaster of the Northern Tomb Branch Academy from entering the Southern Wasteland Branch.    

    

Weng! *    

    

Hearing this, everyone's body trembled.    

    

Brush    

    

That terrified gaze glanced at the vice principal, before it landed on the principal of the Saints.    

    

Is this true?    

    

"F * ck, I was just scaring this old man, I didn't expect this to be true!" Furthermore, he peeked at the Head of the Western Territory Branch Academy taking a bath? "The f * ck, you're awesome 13!" Suddenly, the fans' shocked voices rang out. Their gazes of disbelief directly landed on the body of the headmaster of the Saints.    

    


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