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Chapter 1380 See Through the Man with Thousand Faces

The Man with Thousand Faces: "..."

Nani?

Do you want to play such a pervert?

Do you even need to be qualified for a face kiss?

I am number nine on the list of killers, and the number of people who died under my hands may be eight hundred if not one thousand.

Actually let me kiss the ground?

My uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't bear it anymore.

And Ye Fan dared to slap him on the mouth, it was simply presumptuous.

Just when the man with a thousand faces was about to explode.

Ye Fan said quickly: "By the way, students, show off your aura first, and let me know your strength."

suddenly.

Qianmianren felt a breath of Wu Zun coming.

He looked stern.

Hmph, I knew that Ye Fan was guarded by a strong man, but I didn't expect it to be true.

But it's just a warrior, not enough to scare me.

Available in the next second.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The 20 people in the entire practice room released their cultivation one after another.

Thousand Faces only felt his body go limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

One Wu Zun, two Wu Zun, three Wu Zun...

Nima, did I stab Wu Zun's nest?

"Gudong!"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his face, which was originally full of murderous intent, instantly turned around and returned to a smile.

"Okay, I'll kiss the ground now, and pay you the highest respect."

Others also discovered a clue at this time.

Ye Fan has never had such a wicked side in front of everyone.

If it's so abnormal, something must have happened.

And the source of the matter is probably this strange student.

Several school leaders are good people, and they have guessed some ways.

Their faces were full of anger.

Good for you.

In the last class, it was disrupted again and again, right?
You make us suffer, and you will suffer in a moment.

Thousand Faces kissed the ground in disgust: "Is it okay?"

"Well, that's fine, let's take a seat."

"Ok."

The Thousand Faces looked around.

There are only seats at the back.

But it's not suitable for assassination there.

Just as he was hesitating, Ye Fan suddenly said: "Baby, take a table and sit next to the podium, I want to look at you every second."

"vomit!"

It's so disgusting.

But Thousand Faces was overjoyed.

The position of the podium is very close to Ye Fan, as long as Ye Fan makes a slight move, he will enter his instant kill range, which is an excellent place for assassination.

As for the other Wu Zun, he has not paid attention to them yet.

He felt that as long as he wanted to run, no one could stop him.

The Man with Thousand Faces finally took his seat.

Ye Fan looked at him again: "Did you forget something? Thank you, I need to slap myself three times."

"Huh? Is there still such a rule?"

There are 1 helpless things in the heart of a thousand-faced man.

These are all perverted rules.

Does Ye Fan like to play the game of master and slave?

But in order to assassinate successfully.

The Thousand-Mask Man slapped himself three times.

But Ye Fan was still not satisfied.

"There is no sound at all, are you fooling a ghost?"

"How loud is it going to be?"

Ye Fan pondered for a while: "At least I can hear it when I stand at the gate of the college."

"You... are you trying to smash my face?"

The Man with Thousand Faces felt insulted.

The entrance of the academy is at least two kilometers away from the practice room.

If a slap can be heard two kilometers away, it is louder than the sound of a cannon.

He was a face, not a firecracker.

"Just kidding, as long as the whole class can hear it."

"It's almost there."

The two are compared.

Thousand Faces was actually somewhat satisfied.

However, he forgot that he didn't need a slap in the first place.

Maybe this is Ah Q's self-comforting spirit.

"Clap clap clap!"

After the slap.

"Can I go to class?"

"Come on, students, please listen carefully..."

In the course of class.

Ye Fan didn't care about the man with thousands of faces.

The speech was very moving, and all the students listened attentively.

Even the thousand-faced man, who was a little contemptuous at first, was moved by hearing it.

I almost threw off my shoulders and learned a lot.

"I didn't expect Ye Fan to be so clever."

"That's not right."

at this time.

The Man with Thousand Faces figured out one thing.

That is, all the students present are at the Wu Zun level.

So what is the realm of a person who can teach Wu Zun so calmly?
Anyway, it must be Wu Sheng, right?

This……

He slapped his forehead and finally realized.

Ye Fan should have seen through his identity the moment he entered the door.

It's just that it hasn't been broken.

why?
He knows it without thinking, because he knows that he is a meal on the plate, and he doesn't need to care at all.

A coolness blew from his back.

Cold sweat kept coming out.

He didn't dare to move, for fear that any slight movement of his would cause Ye Fan's thunderous retaliation.

"Okay, that's the end of today's lesson! The road to becoming a Martial Saint will be very difficult. I'm afraid the comfortable training environment is not suitable for you in many cases."

"Principal Sun, Principal Wang, I suggest that the students should go out and have some experience."

Ye Fan's suggestion is very pertinent.

There are two ways to enter Taoism with martial arts and to cultivate truth.

It seems that different routes lead to the same goal, but the final outcome is completely different.

Cultivators pay attention to understanding.

And warriors pay attention to opportunity.

Just like Ye Fan, how could he obtain so many spiritual energy seeds without experiencing the roasting of flames, the immersion of river water, the care of the earth, and the package of golden spiritual energy?

Every seed made him miserable, but the harvest was also huge.

If he was allowed to keep working behind closed doors, he might not be able to condense for the rest of his life.

Sun Qianlong nodded solemnly: "Okay, the academy will consider your opinion and put this matter on the agenda."

"If you have a good idea, bring more students and us."

Ye Fan waved his hand: "You have national resources, you don't need me to bring them, I just need to manage the students well."

Several leaders smiled wryly.

"It's up to you, by the way, how does he solve it?"

Say it.

All eyes are on the man with thousands of faces.

A few people are still very surprised, don't know why.

Especially the pure Ning Han.

She thought the object of her admiration was gay.

At that time, she still questioned herself whether she wanted to worship Ye Fan.

Fortunately, after a strong inner struggle, Ye Fan won.

Orientation issues are a private matter.

Nothing to do with the worship of martial arts.

Just keep silent on this in the future.

Ning Han asked softly, "What's going on?"

Tang Shou said unhappily: "You still don't understand? Teacher Ye is obviously playing tricks on this student on purpose, so he must be a bad person."

"Huh? Really?"

"Didn't you see that all the leaders are targeting him?"

"It seems so."

Ning Han's mood instantly improved.

It turns out that the teacher is not gay, so happy!
Ye Fan smiled silently, squinted his eyes and said, "A man with thousands of faces, right? Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?"

really.

He really saw me through.

been playing tricks on me.

Anger immediately surged into his heart.

Make his scalp tingle.

Kiss the ground, slap yourself.

The bloody humiliation made his eyes red.

Kill, kill, kill!

He wants to kill everyone.

But looking at the crowd of Wu Zun.

He softened again in an instant.

I can't bear it enough.

His strength is good, but he is good at pretending to target friends and sneak attack.

He fought with so many people with real knives and guns, even ten of them were not enough for him to kill.

Run away.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

This is his strategy.

The Thousand Faced Man stood up, looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Where the crown was leaning against the railing, Xiaoxiao Yuxie looked up..."

"Ye Fan, the humiliation you have done to me today will be repaid a hundred times and a thousand times in the future."

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

"You're sick, what are you doing reciting poems when you get up?"

"How about cheering yourself up?"

"Hehe, the top ten killers have a high profile." Ye Fan kept clapping his hands: "It's very emotional, but why are you walking towards the door while reciting poems? Do you want to escape?"

That's right.

The Man with Thousand Faces just wants to catch everyone's minds on the lines by surprise.

Fortunately, his plan worked.

Let him go to the door.

The thousand-faced man showed a fierce smile: "Ye Fan, you are lucky today, and I will kill you in the future!"

The voice just fell.

His figure disappeared without a trace.

"Teacher, he ran away."

"What are you waiting for, go after it."

"Let's chase him together. We can't let him run away. If he runs away in front of so many of us, we will lose face."

"Shhhhh!"

The people in the training room started to set off in an orderly manner.

Less than three breaths.

There was no one there.

The playground of the college is like a fashion, constantly shining with various lights.

Nearly all the combat power of the Warrior Academy came out to pursue the Thousand Faces Man.

But everyone didn't know that the man with thousands of faces didn't run away at all.

Instead, he found a hidden corner and prepared to escape openly by turning into someone else.

Ye Fan found this person, and asked lightly: "Student, did you see someone running past here just now?"

Thousand Faces was excited.

This time, he used a more advanced disguise technique.

He believed that even Ye Fan couldn't see it.

"It seems to be heading east, a black shadow, I don't know if it is."

"Oh, thanks!"

Ye Fan immediately ran towards the shadow.

The thousand-faced man smiled triumphantly, thinking that he had succeeded, and hummed a little song.

But next second.

There was a pain in his head.

Ye Fan's voice sounded.

"I'm just cooperating with you in acting, do you really think you've fooled me?"

"It hurts!"

The man with thousands of faces grinned from the beating.

"How did you see through me? I don't believe it."

Ye Fan's eyes were strange: "No one told you that your Huaxia language is very bad? Language is a good thing, you need to study hard."

"what?"

Thousand Faces never expected.

What he lost was not disguise, but language.

Impossible, he has obviously learned it on purpose, completely idiomatic Chinese.

"You lied to me, I don't have an accent."

"You don't have an accent, but I do? Jiangcheng's accent is more like the Central Plains, and you still say you don't have an accent?"

Ye Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he kicked his ass.

"boom!"

The huge force almost broke his tailbone.

With just one move, he couldn't move anywhere in his body, and he lost the ability to resist in an instant.

(End of this chapter)