Soon, under the leadership of Song Zhifeng, Mo Wangchen and his party arrived in front of a certain courtyard.
"Well, speaking of it, this yard has been vacant for a long time and has not been taken care of. The yard is full of weeds and looks desolate. However, the environment is not bad. Which of you would choose this place?"
After Song Zhifeng said this, he immediately looked at the people behind him, or in other words, at those Mo Wangchen and others who did not show any courtesy to him.
The appearance of this yard is basically the same as other yards, but the only difference is that it looks much more desolate than other places. Not only is the yard full of weeds, but spider webs can also be seen on the gate of the yard.
It's existence has obviously been abandoned for who knows how long.
"Haha, there were more than a dozen people living here before, but the strange thing is that the people who lived here failed to pass the school's examination in the end, and were expelled back home a year or two after joining the school.
I know you don’t want to choose this place, but there are only so many places to live, so one of you has to choose this place..."
After Song Zhifeng said that, he looked at him again.
Hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Have all the people living there been expelled back home by the school?
Then who would want to live in this courtyard?
With this in mind, everyone couldn't help but subconsciously dodge Song Zhifeng's gaze. On the contrary, Fan Wenxiao and other people who had been courteous to Song Zhifeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they had given each other benefits just now and would not be chosen.
Live here.
"Huh? No one wants to?" Seeing everyone avoiding his gaze, Song Zhifeng frowned and snorted coldly, "There are only so many places, no matter what, I have to live here alone!"
After that, he looked around and found Mo Wangchen, who had not moved his feet behind the crowd, "It's you!"
"Um?"
Mo Wangchen was stunned for a moment and then frowned. Although he did not believe in the so-called curses and did not think that he would be expelled from the school because of his residence, this place had been abandoned for a long time and the courtyard was full of weeds.
It seems quite troublesome...
Moreover, with so many people here, Song Zhifeng only allowed him to stay. This clearly shows that Mo Wangchen's cultivation level is the lowest among this group of people.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Song asked you to stay here, so you can stay here. With your cultivation level, it's already good enough to join the school. Although there are a lot of weeds, it's still a place to stay..."
Fan Wenxiao took a step forward, agreed with Song Zhifeng's words, and said with some gloating.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly responded. After all, if Mo Wangchen didn't stay, they might live here. Who would want to live in such a place?
Among them, almost all of them have reached the fifth level of Pulse Condensation Realm or above, but only Mo Wangchen is at the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm.
"Although I don't believe in those so-called curses, such a place has been abandoned for a long time and it is quite troublesome to clean it up. Whoever wants to live in it can live in it. I don't like it anyway." Mo Wangchen glanced at Fan Wenxiao and continued.
, "You can live here if you want."
"Um?"
After hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Fan Wenxiao's smile froze, and her face instantly darkened.
"Hmph! You don't know what is good or bad. If you don't want to live there, you can leave the school!" However, at this moment, Song Zhifeng stepped forward, squinting his eyes and looking at Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen frowned, with an unhappy look on his face. In his opinion, Song Zhifeng was just an ordinary disciple from the outer courtyard. He was not much different from the others at all. It was just that they were newcomers to the hospital, so
I don't dare to offend, but who is Mo Wangchen? How can he be afraid of Song Zhifeng?
"I passed the examination of the school, what qualifications do you have to let me leave?" Mo Wangchen frowned and said, "There are so many people here, didn't you just let me live because my cultivation level is low and easy to bully?"
"Haha, since you know that your cultivation level is low, you still dare to be so ignorant. Today's newcomers are really more arrogant than the last..."
Zheng Zheng was just as Mo Wangchen thought. Song Zhifeng was indeed just an ordinary disciple in the outer courtyard. He only had the right to lead the newcomers to choose their residence and did not have the qualifications to expel him. However, he was an old man who had been admitted to the hospital for several years.
, Facing newcomers like Mo Wangchen, if he can't restrain himself, where should Song Zhifeng's face turn?
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, a majestic aura burst out from Song Zhifeng's body, and he looked at Mo Wangchen coldly.
"Eighth Level of Pulse Condensation Realm!"
After feeling the aura from Song Zhifeng, the expressions of everyone around him changed. Most of them were at the fifth or sixth level of Pulse Condensation Realm. Compared to Song Zhifeng, there was a big gap.
"I don't care where you come from or which city you are a young master of. This is Yunchu Academy. If you want to hang out here, just use your strength to speak. Let me ask you again, do you want to live here or not?!"
Song Zhifeng squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he would take action if he disagreed.
"Are you threatening me?" After hearing Song Zhifeng's words, Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes and his face turned slightly cold.
Whoosh!
Only a cold snort was heard from Song Zhifeng, and then his body burst out and turned into a black shadow with a sneer on his face, "In the past years, I also brought some newcomers who did not know how to live or die. You want to know what happened to them?"
What..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhifeng had already arrived in front of Mo Wangchen. His fist was clenched tightly, covered with a faint layer of spiritual power, and he blasted towards Mo Wangchen's chest.
Mo Wangchen's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not dare to underestimate the power of the eighth level of Pulse Condensation Realm. The five spiritual veins in his body were already quietly running, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured out.
"Mysterious Dragon Palm!"
After a deep shout, Mo Wangchen saw terrifying spiritual power gathering on his palm and punched Song Zhifeng's fist head-on.
Seeing him like this, a sneer appeared in Song Zhifeng's eyes. In his opinion, with Mo Wangchen's third-level cultivation of Pulse Condensation Realm, he dared to confront him, which was simply asking for death.
"Haha, I really don't know whether to live or die..."
Not only him, but also those around him, Fan Wenxiao and others who had been courteous to Song Zhifeng, also had sneers on their faces. They would not think that only Mo Wangchen, who was at the third level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, could confront Song Zhifeng head-on.
I'm afraid that after this collision, Mo Wangchen's arm will be broken, right?
After all, there is a huge gap between the eighth level of Pulse Condensation Realm and the third level!
boom!
However, the moment the fist and palm came into contact, a dull explosion spread.
The next moment, everyone could see that Mo Wangchen instantly stepped backwards during the collision, and retreated a dozen steps before he regained his balance.
What shocked everyone was that during the collision, Song Zhifeng was also knocked back. Although he was only five or six steps away, everyone in the place was still silent for an instant.