Peerless Conceited Cultivator

The students were all dumbstruck by his overflowing aura. Looking at each other in dismay, many of them solemnly and respectfully looked at Yang Pann.

Teacher Hu was an extremely successful person. He only had a few top students in his eyes. For students whose grades were slightly lower and who were from a poor family, he would often talk about "scum" or "trash" every day, and would often give them corporal punishment.

However, the teachers were still teachers, so no matter how dissatisfied the students were, they would still not dare to say anything. They were afraid that their parents would be expelled if they were called, and Yang Pann was the first person to contradict him in front of everyone.

"You, you …"

Teacher Hu was so angry that his old face was flushed. He did not come down the stage, but instead pointed at Yang Pann with his trembling finger, and said angrily: "Yang Pann, you are going too far! In such a sacred classroom, how can you be so rude? "Do you believe that I'll take care of you!?"

"This is called 'rough logic'. If you can't figure it out, then slowly comprehend it yourself! If you want to make a move, just come over. However, it will hurt your words, don't cry! "

Yang Pann rolled up his sleeves, hooked his fingers at Teacher Hu, and sat down with his legs crossed. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lighter and lit it up, and started puffing out smoke as if there was no one around.

Arrogant!

Domineering!

How amazing it was to smoke in a classroom! Some of the young boys' eyes immediately shone with admiration. The young girls' eyes were like little stars, too handsome!

Teacher Hu was so angry that he wanted to beat Yang Pann to death, but, when he saw Yang Pann's gaze that was as sharp as knives, he suddenly became timid. This brat was too rash, if Yang Pann really started fighting with him, no matter who earned, they would lose a lot of face.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!" I won't lower myself to your level! "Fellow students, look at the blackboard — —" After saying this sentence, Teacher Hu took the blackboard and patted it vigorously, continuing with his lecture.

The reason why Yang Pann acted so arrogantly was so that the teachers would not dare to casually restrain and discipline him, lest they disturb his training in the classroom.

He held the cigarette in his mouth and opened the exquisite white porcelain bottle containing the Qi Gathering Pill. Instantly, he felt the faint spirit energy waves emitted by the Qi Gathering Pill, which was refreshing and gave him a sense of enlightenment.

"Hmm …" Although the quality of the pellets was much worse than that of the Cultivation Continent, it could still be used!

Yang Pann currently had no cultivation, and needed to start training again from the First Level of Body Transformation.

Yang Pann could not wait any longer, he flung away his cigarette and directly swallowed all ten Qi Gathering Pill s in one gulp. He swallowed them down after chewing twice and smacked his lips, "The taste is average, it's sour and sweet … "It's kind of like a hawthorn pill!"

If any other martial artist saw this scene, they would certainly be stunned silly.

The value of Qi Gathering Pill were not cheap, of course the nature's spirit energy they contained was also extraordinary. Ten Qi Gathering Pill could help a martial artist break through from the Early Yellow Rank to the Profound Rank, crossing a natural chasm.

Of course, he would only need to consume one or two pills every time he broke through. If he consumed too many pills, his zhenqi would surge, his meridians would shatter, and he would lose all of his cultivation.

However, there was an essential difference between the path of cultivation and ancient martial arts. Fighters relied on the zhenqi in their meridians to temper their physique and form their inner strength. What they pursued was tyrannical strength and physique.

Cultivators, on the other hand, have their own Qi Sea within their body. They absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into their true essence. They store it within their body and pursue the comprehension and utilization of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Yang Pann's body had a Qi Sea, which allowed him to store Qi in an astonishing way, giving him an innate advantage.

Furthermore, back then, when Yang Pann was in the Cultivation Continent, he had created the Divine Alchemy Sect. It was also known as the "Little Prince of Drugs", who was extremely good at absorbing the nature's spirit energy within the medicinal pellets for my use.

As a result, he did not feel much about kowtowing ten Qi Gathering Pill at once.

He crossed his legs and concentrated on gathering Qi, absorbing and refining …

Yang Pann was completely immersed in his infatuated cultivation.

Ding ling ling!

A cheerful school bell rang.

The Tenglong High School s were instantly filled with cheers as the students rushed out of the classrooms. The stadium, the canteen, and the small bookstore outside the school were all filled with their energetic figures.

"Yang Pann — —" Following the voice that sounded like the chirping of an oriole, a cute girl walked to Yang Pann's side and shouted out with a red face.

Yang Pann looked up and his eyes lit up.

She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with short hair like water in her ears, a smooth, snow-white oval face, her nose moving with tension, her small lips as moist and red as a washed cherry, her big watery eyes shining with a clear, clear light — bright and pure.

Class monitor Shen Ling'er.

She should be one of Yang Pann's few friends in the Tenglong High School. She had been persuading Yang Pann to study hard, and often wanted to help him with his homework.

However, the previous Yang Pann was simply a hedonistic young master. Because he was excluded within the family, he was in a depressed mood and was full of enmity towards everyone. He simply treated Shen Ling'er's kindness as nothing.

However, the current Yang Pann was much more mature than before, so of course his attitude towards Shen Ling'er was not that bad. He smiled: "Class Rep Shen, do you have any instructions?"

"Yang Pann, how can you contradict a teacher and smoke in class? This will affect the other students and will also make the teacher hate you even more. " Shen Ling'er said seriously.

"Oh, this..." "I understand. Rest assured, class monitor, I will definitely not violate any of the class rules again!" Yang Pann was too lazy to explain and directly agreed.

"Ga —!"

At that moment, Shen Ling'er felt like he was stepping on thin air. This was because Yang Pann had never been one to discipline others. If he could refute ten sentences of any one of them, Shen Ling'er would be very frustrated.

In the next moment, she became ecstatic, waving her fist, she said excitedly: "Hahaha, you finally learned well, great! I saved another classmate. "

"Damn, it makes me feel like I'm a teenager who just lost his footing!"

Yang Pann moved closer, her lips almost touching that bright and clean forehead, she sized up those eyes that were slightly embarrassed from losing her composure, and said with interest: "However, I am very curious, Squad Leader Shen, why do you continue to help me? Could it be … "You like me?"

Ahhh!

Shen Ling'er's small face immediately turned red, she immediately shook her hand, and said with a trembling voice: "Yang Pann, don't think too much, the reason I'm helping you is because when you were learning well back then, you helped me too …"

"Oh, so that's the case …"

Yang Pann couldn't help but be a little touched. This little girl was repaying kindness with kindness and righteousness, she couldn't bear to let her worry about him, so she said with a slight smile: "Don't worry! I will work hard and definitely not let the class monitor down! "

"Great!" "Alright!"

Shen Ling'er became happy again and smiled sweetly. Her big eyes narrowed into beautiful crescent moons and she said tenderly: "Then, after school, if you stay at school, I'll help you study, okay?"

Although Yang Pann was determined to cultivate immortality and didn't care about studying at all, he didn't have the heart to refuse the girl's passionate help. He could only nod his head and say, "Alright! After school, you'll see them all! "

"Wow, the Crow Gang is moving!" It's too cool! "

"Why does it look like I'm carrying a baseball bat? Is this a war? "

"Yes, there's a commotion. We're heading towards Class 3. Come, let's go take a look!"

At this moment, following the shout of a girl by the window, cries of surprise rang out in the corridors and classrooms one after another. They were all looking at the few youngsters in the corridors with adoration and fear.

Which one is Yang Pann! "Come out!"

A tall and thin youth appeared on the podium, shouting very arrogantly. He picked up the blackboard and wiped it with his hand. Then, he smacked the blackboard, attracting everyone's attention.

He had long hair that was absolutely not allowed in the school, and it covered up his sinister right eye. Although he was wearing his school uniform, on the left chest area of his school uniform, there was a painting of a heart-palpitating Blood Weeping Crow.

Behind him followed six male students. They were all tall, had fierce expressions, had an unruly expression, and were all carrying baseball bats, javelins, and other similar weapons.

"It's over, how did Yang Pann provoke Crow? This is bad! "

"He had to be beaten to the point of looking for his teeth on the ground. Although Yang Pann is a disciple of Ancient Martial Arts Sect Family, he has no cultivation at all!"

"What's so good about this kind of drama? There's no competition, Yang Pann will definitely be abused to pulp, there's no point in watching it."

The students looked at Yang Pann with either sympathy or schadenfreude. The few students close by even retreated five or six steps at a lightning speed, drawing a clear line between them and Yang Pann.

The Crow Gang was one of the most terrifying organizations in the history of Tenglong High School. It belonged to the martial son of the campus's Four Young Masters, Ouyang Zhantian.

He had been caught in a police station previously due to violence, but after he came out he became even more violent. He often beat up and bullied his classmates at school, but their power was too great, and no one dared to provoke them.

"Crow …"

Yang Pann felt that Crow was very familiar with him, and searched through his memories.

"Crow, Yang Pann is my brother. Give me face and we can talk nicely! Have you forgotten? I even invited you to smoke! "

The fatty who was sleeping soundly in the front seat was suddenly awakened. After understanding the situation, he immediately smiled apologetically and walked over to Crow's side and took out a cigarette, begging for mercy on behalf of Yang Pann.

"Fat Dragon is giving you face? "Who do you think you are? Scram to the side!" The crow laughed arrogantly, and then flew over with his leg, causing Fat Dragon to sit on the ground.

Fat Dragon was Yang Pann's only follower in the school.

He was a disciple of a side branch of the Yang Family and had played naked with Yang Pann since childhood. Yang Pann had fluctuated greatly within the family, but his feelings for Yang Pann had always been the same.

Seeing that Fat Dragon was beaten up, Yang Pann could not help but be enraged. He slowly walked over and coldly said: "Crow, right? I hate violence and I don't want to do it. If you apologize to my brother now, then forget it, or I'll kill you! "