Girl, let me check it out.

"That's not necessarily true."

"What did you say?"

Fang Weihan suddenly raised his head and met Yu Shen's eyes.

Fang Weihan: "..."

He smiled awkwardly.

I didn't notice when he finished speaking.

Yu Shen felt a little thirsty after talking about this, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Does your highness have anything else to say?"

He asked symbolically.

Yu Shen waited for him to say no, and then let him go back to his seat.

But to his surprise, Fang Weihan actually agreed directly.

"Master, yes!"

Fang Weihan bowed his head again and said respectfully.

The attention of everyone in the school was attracted again.

"What do you want to say?"

Yu Shen frowned, somewhat displeased.

Does Fang Weihan still want to deny it?

Fang Weihan raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

He no longer suppressed his strength, and blood gushed out from his skin, turning into a strong wind that swirled around his body at high speed.

Blood and energy turning into armor is the symbol of Mingwu's third transformation.

The huge school was silent for a moment, with only the rustling sound of the pages on the table being blown by the strong wind brought by the blood.

Looking at the stunned people in the school, Fang Weihan once again said respectfully to Yu Shen:

"I am not a talented student, but I have already broken through to the third level a few days ago. I hope you can understand this, Master."

As soon as these words were spoken, the silent school was like a boiling pot of cold oil, stirring up an uproar.

Chapter 42: Inside Feng Yi Hall

Yu Shen looked at him speechlessly, his expression completely frozen on his face.

When did you make the third transfer?

My whole life's reputation will be ruined by you!

He carefully felt Fang Weihan's realm.

It was undoubtedly the third level of Mingwu. His aura was solid, his blood was abundant, and he even looked a bit like the peak level of the third level of Mingwu.

"...My cultivation has improved rapidly, not bad!"

Yu Shen put down the teacup and spoke lightly after a while.

He coughed dryly, and finally felt a little embarrassed and felt the long-lost embarrassment.

The old man stroked his gray beard and tried to calm down.

"Go back to your seat."

"Yes."

Fang Weihan agreed respectfully.

He turned and walked towards his seat, with everyone's different looks following him.

Xie Lingwan didn't look at him, but was flipping through the book with an expressionless face.

Page after page, the speed of turning is very balanced, as if timing at a stuck point.

Soon, a thick book was finished.

"Clap."

When all the pages were turned, the book lay upside down on the table.

She lowered her eyes, put on a cold face, turned the book over again, and continued to flip through it from the beginning.

How come I didn’t know that he had broken through to the third level?

How many things have you done behind my back, Fang Weihan!

Xie Lingwan took a deep breath and muttered to herself.

I am not angry.

I'm not angry at all.

The husband I raised since childhood has grown up, so it's normal for him to have some little secrets.

Right?

Xie Lingwan barely suppressed her grievance and resentment and continued flipping through the poor book.

"Cough cough."

Yu Shen forced himself to maintain a dignified expression and coughed twice.

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it. You all have to learn from His Highness King Guangling."

Shen Yuanxing wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. His face turned red and his fat was trembling.

The situation of the others was not much better, and their expressions were very strange.

After all, Master Yu's attitude changed too quickly, which is laughable to think about.

Feeling a little embarrassed by the gazes of the students, Yu Shen simply turned around and walked away.

"Read your books by yourselves and wait for the bell to ring before get out of class ends."

The old man said something and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving the students in the school looking at each other in bewilderment.

The bell rang appropriately, and everyone couldn't help laughing together.

"Your Highness, you did a great job! This is the first time I've seen this old man Yu show such an expression!"

A young man from a noble family nearby laughed loudly, as if he had let out a gust of anger, and it seemed that he had been holding a grudge against Shen for a long time.

Fang Weihan smiled at him kindly without saying anything.

The others were not as bold as this guy, but they would cast curious glances at Fang Weihan from time to time.

His Royal Highness Prince Guangling's cultivation has improved, and his temper seems to have improved a lot. He is no longer as domineering as before.

What's more, he wrote such a good poem. Could it be that he is really a prodigal son?

There are already several people who are hesitating in their hearts whether or not to get closer to this prince.

Fang Weihan was tidying up his desk which looked a little messy as he hadn't been there for a few days.

He secretly felt lucky that this Qinghuo Academy was not the high school in his previous life.

Otherwise, if he hadn't come for three days, his desk would probably have been buried with piles of papers.

Suddenly something tapped my shoulder.

Fang Weihan turned his head and saw that it was the fat boy Shen Yuanxing who came over.

"Brother Fang, you are amazing. When did you achieve this breakthrough? That night?"

Shen Yuanxing asked in a low voice.

"Yes, that day I had a flash of inspiration, and I had an epiphany in the midst of crisis. I made a breakthrough in the face of danger and killed the monster with one sword."

Fang Weihan looked calm and composed, like a master.

He pretended.

After all, Fang Weihan is now at the peak of the third level of Mingwu, which makes him one of the best in Feng Yitang, and he is even not inferior to the people in Yuanjiatang next door.

"What? Isn't that the monster that Tao Yunjiang killed?"

Shen Yuanxing asked doubtfully.

Fang Weihan's smile froze on his face.

I was wondering why old man Yu Shen didn't mention this matter, it turns out he didn't know anything about it at all!

But you know what, this way, Tao Yunjiang saved himself a lot of trouble.

“I played a vital assisting role.”

Fang Weihan said righteously.

"And I stabbed the monster in a vital part!"

"where?"

Shen Yuanxing was very curious.

where?

Fang Weihan pretended to look around casually, and when he saw that no one was looking at him, he whispered:

"A place with abundant water and grass."

The fat boy scratched his head in confusion.

Where is this?

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Do you know what's going on with that bastard Wang Zhiyou?"

Fang Weihan didn't want to talk more about this topic and quickly changed the subject.

"Why did he mention me to the Master for no apparent reason?"

"You said this."

Shen Yuanxing smiled with glee.

"Yu Shen ran into Wang Zhiyou in Tianjie yesterday. The boy was drunk and was bragging to others."

"I guess he just happened to hear the part about you."

Fang Weihan had a blank expression on his face.

Okay, you are awesome.

Just wait for me.

"Then Brother Fang, I will leave first. I have some things to deal with at home."

Shen Yuanxing greeted him.

Fang Weihan waved his hand and continued to tidy up his desk.

Something tapped his shoulder again.

"So, Brother Fang, where is the place with lush water and grass?"

Shen Yuanxing suddenly turned back like a curious baby.

These words seemed to have some kind of magic and kept circling in his mind.

Fang Weihan: "..."

What's going on with Shen Yuanxing? Don't you understand this?

Is this a case of ironwork going crazy?

I think your education on physiology and hygiene at Wuxing Shen's is somewhat lacking.

“It’s just a place.”

He said vaguely, and then drove him away impatiently.

"Don't ask. I'll tell you when I have a chance."