My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 72 Teacher, I want to go outside and take a look

"Ding, there are currently no main missions and no side missions. Host, please don't be limited to Wuhun City. The missions will be released randomly."

"Don't be limited to Wuhun City..." Ye Fan rubbed his chin with his small hand, thoughtfully.

Is this a reminder to me to get out more?

It seems that staying in Wuhun Hall all the time is not the best way.

Although she had her protection in Wuhun Palace and he could grow fully here, the flowers growing in the greenhouse could not be compared with the vegetation in the open air under the violent wind and rain.

"With the existence of a system, I don't have to meditate boringly all the time. Only by doing more tasks can I grow faster." Ye Fan quickly made up his mind.

After coming back to his senses, he opened his eyes. At this time, there was no one on the soul fighting stage.

Feng Qingtian looked slightly embarrassed. Although he also won and was among the winners, he failed the first time and succeeded only the second time.

This is absolutely unacceptable to him who is strict with himself.

Especially when Ye Fan passed it once, he used it twice, once more than he did, and he felt uncomfortable in various ways.

In fact, this was not the case. Most of the people in the class took a third chance to meet the assessment standards.

Except for him, there were two others who only used two chances. Except for Ye Fan, the others all used it three times.

"Very good, you didn't disappoint me." Xing Mei looked at them with complacent faces and nodded slightly.

She was in a good mood. As the class teacher who taught them, her own class was the only class in her age group that passed all the exams.

As a teacher, her face shines brighter when students strive for success. Even if she is not deliberately pursuing something, everyone has vanity, and she is no exception.

She rarely praises people, and treats her as a class member. This is the first time in half a semester.

So much so that they all looked flattered when she praised them.

Xing Mei always adheres to the principle that strict masters make good disciples, so that she rarely even praises her.

This is also because they have not reached her ideal standards this semester. If they do, she will not be stingy with her praise.

In the whole school, their one-year class is well-known. Except for the "celebrity" Ye Fan, the whole class passed the half-term assessment. This reputation is enough to shock the school.

The other senior teachers were whispering: "Xing Mei did a good job this time. Unexpectedly, she accomplished this goal before us. The reward will be hers."

"Hey, I seem to want that 5000-year-old head soul bone. I just need the one I'm missing, so I just put together a complete set."

The college will introduce many incentive policies, not only to motivate students, but also teachers.

The rewards provided by Wuhun Palace for motivation can be said to be expensive. A 5000-year-old head soul bone can be obtained as long as no one in the class fails in any school comprehensive assessment.

There is only one quota, which makes them envious.

Wuhun Palace obviously had a long-term plan for doing this. Instead of storing such a soul bone, it would be better to let it exert greater value.

As the saying goes, if you want a horse to run, you must let it eat enough grass.

Let teachers work hard to train students and lay a good foundation for Wuhundian seedlings.

Those who care about the present will only regret it with a narrow vision, while those who truly understand its meaning will approve of Wuhundian's move.

"Teacher Xingmei, congratulations." There was a man wearing thick-lensed glasses, with disheveled hair and sunken eye sockets. He looked in extremely bad condition.

Ye Fan saw this for the first time and was shocked by his poor condition and sloppy appearance.

But Xing Mei didn't have any fluctuations. She understood what he was talking about and nodded: "It's all the students who strive for success."

After passing all the assessments, everyone returned to the intense learning atmosphere.

Practicing hard, in addition to theoretical knowledge, they mostly choose the martial arts simulation training ground as a place to meditate.

It was at this time that he discovered the benefits of having a relationship. Teachers and students of the college had to pay a fee to borrow the venue here to practice.

Everyone else paid a gold soul coin. To them, this amount of money was nothing. After all, even if their family was poor, after entering the Wuhun Hall, in addition to the soul master's allowance, there were many various benefits.

Seeing that he could get in just by swiping his face, everyone was envious.

Seize every minute and every second, he was usually the only one in the simulated training ground at noon, but this time, he actually saw someone he didn't want to see.

Ye Fan was still reporting to the gatekeeper at the door when he saw a familiar figure following closely behind him.

He had already narrowed his eyes slightly, ready to fight him.

But unexpectedly, he didn't come to make trouble for himself. Feng Qingtian just glanced at him from the corner of his eye and ignored him.

He went straight to the gatekeeper and said, "I'm here to rent the venue. I'm a beast spirit."

"A gold soul coin." The gatekeeper raised his arm and extended his index finger.

Feng Qingtian's family was well off, and a gold soul coin was nothing more than a piece of cake to him.

Without any hesitation, he took one out of his pocket and handed it to him.

"Area A, go there and find the one that suits you." Taking the gold soul coin, the old man repeated what he had said countless times.

After saying that, he lay down on the recliner, squinting his eyes slightly, leisurely and comfortable.

His perfunctory service attitude did not make him angry. After getting used to his attitude, he walked inside.

Ye Fan also followed in. When he found out that he was still following behind, he couldn't help but feel weird: "Why are you following me?"

"This is not your home. You are only allowed to repair it and no one else is allowed?" Ye Fanmu looked around without squinting, looking for a familiar place.

"...Hmph." Feng Qingtian snorted coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

I don't know why, but every time I communicate with him, the anger in my heart is easily ignited.

The two of them completely ignored each other. Ye Fan quickly found the place where Earth Dragon was, and he also entered a martial arts simulation training site that he had never been to before.

He practiced for half a day and there were no classes in the afternoon, so he stayed here all the time.

It wasn't until nine o'clock that he left the venue, his body shivering all the time. The timid Earth Dragon breathed a sigh of relief.

Coincidentally, when he first went out, he happened to bump into Feng Qingtian who had just come out.

I don't know if there was any major breakthrough just now, but he was keenly aware that there was a hint of sword-like sharpness in him.

The two people's eyes briefly crossed each other in the air. Feng Qingtian was obviously in a good mood, and it was rare that he did not quarrel with him.

Noticing the look of shock in the other person's eyes, he felt a little proud, whistled, and walked past him.

Back in the dormitory, Ye Fan couldn't hold himself back: "Teacher, can I go outside during this holiday?"

He didn't ask for leave from now on. After all, there was still half a semester, and he couldn't fall behind on the theoretical knowledge during the period.

(End of this chapter)