Douluo: I have a fatal mission board

"It's okay, I didn't bring any bedding; there should be some left in the college. I'll just buy two beds from the college later."

Zhao Fan spoke.

Everyone looked at his nonchalant expression, and their favorability suddenly increased again.

Xiao Wu's pretty little face also had a sweet smile.

No one dislikes generous people.

"Thank you, Zhao Fan; don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."

Zhao Fan waved his hand.

But after seeing the stubbornness in her eyes, he finally smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I will tell you the price after I buy the bedding."

"That's right. Sister Xiaowu, although I am poor, I can tell the truth."

"Oh! Sister Xiaowu is awesome!"

.........

It was getting late. Although it was just past ten o'clock, students were walking towards the cafeteria one after another on the playground.

They are all growing up and doing high-intensity exercise, so they naturally get hungry very quickly.

On the way, Tang San pulled Zhao Fan and deliberately landed at the back of the crowd.

There were not many people around, Tang San looked around, and then asked Zhao Fan softly:

"Zhao Fan, has your Xuantian Technique broken through to the second level?"

Zhao Fan turned to look at him and nodded.

Tang San's eyes instantly became excited.

"Tang San, don't get excited, there are outsiders here."

Zhao Fan said in a muffled voice.

Tang San also noticed that he was a little out of sorts.

But it's not his fault. For a year, Xuantian Kung has been stuck at the first level of bottleneck and can't break through.

I've tried various methods, but nothing works.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to move it freely.

The two of them were once again farther away from the people in front.

Zhao Fan hooked Tang San and put his right hand on his right shoulder.

"Don't worry, the road to Xuantian Gong is not broken; but it should be due to the world we are in. Now each level needs a corresponding soul environment world. My breakthrough in the first level also came naturally after obtaining the first soul ring."

The doubts in Tang San's heart were solved, but the surprise in his eyes was even worse.

The first soul ring? Has he become a soul master?

The corners of Zhao Fan's mouth curved in a beautiful arc, and he raised his eyebrows slightly at Tang San.

Tang San smiled in astonishment.

Forget it, it was the same in Tangmen in the previous life anyway, just be yourself.

.........

Soon, the group walked into the cafeteria.

The canteen is in the teaching building and needs to pass through the entire playground, so it takes them a long time.

When they arrived, there was a long line at the window.

But this is a phenomenon on the first floor. On the second floor, there are fewer people and more food, and the decoration is also different from the first floor.

"Hey, aren't these the poor guys like Wang Sheng? Why do you have money to eat in the cafeteria today? Go to the garbage dump behind the teaching building. We will send the leftovers there later."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Zhao Fan frowned slightly and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a group of senior students standing between the first and second floors, laughing condescendingly at them.

Xiao Wu held her pink fist and was about to step forward when Tang San grabbed her.

Xiao Wu looked at Wang Sheng, but all she saw was humiliation and patience on his face.

"Sister Xiaowu, forget it. His father is the vice president of the college. We can just tolerate it for a while."

Listening to Wang Sheng's words, Xiao Wu's eyes became more and more angry.

"Huh? What a beautiful little loli, but unfortunately, she is a work-study student; Wang Sheng, I still have to eat, I count you lucky, I will teach you a lesson next time."

As he said that, he glanced at everyone with disdain, then turned and walked towards the second floor.

In the crowd, Zhao Fan smiled.

This was the first time in his life that he was insulted like this.

Although it is possible that the other party does not know who he is; in other words, the other party does not notice him at all.

But that's not important. What's important is that he was indeed insulted by these little brats.

Zhao Fan chuckled, then walked out of the crowd and walked to the second floor.

The others looked at Zhao Fan's back, gritted their teeth, and followed.

"Let's go, Tang San, why are you so cowardly? Look at Zhao Fan."

Tang San smiled bitterly, let go of Xiao Wu's right hand, and quickly chased after her.

"Zhao Fan, don't you remember the Tang Sect's rules? Tang Sect disciples are not allowed to take the initiative to cause trouble."

Zhao Fan turned to look at Tang San, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Of course I remember, but there seems to be another sect rule, right? If the enemy has a way to kill him, he must hit him with the force of thunder. Although they have no way to kill him, I won't feel comfortable if they don't punish them."

Tang San stopped, dazed for a moment.

But immediately, he shook his head.

Forget it, just follow him; if Zhao Fan can't hold back, he still has to stop him.

At a dining table on the second floor, a group of senior students were gathering together to chat and eat.

Suddenly, the smile on one of the students' faces disappeared and he stared at the stairs.

The leader also realized something was wrong and quickly stood up and turned around.

But the next moment, a dinner plate was placed directly on his head.

"Button! Button! Button!..."

After just ten seconds, the sound stopped.

The cafeteria on the second floor was silent. Zhao Fan threw the plate on the table, and there was a "bang" and the sound of metal falling to the ground.

The college dinner plate is completely made of iron, but now, it is somewhat deformed!

Everyone was stunned. The first reaction of the senior students at the table was anger, but soon it turned into panic.

Looking at the boss "lying corpse" on the ground, and then looking at the dinner plate in front of them, they realized very clearly that this junior boy was probably very strong and they couldn't beat him.

Moreover, there is more than one person on the other side.

Although they often insult Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng is still a ninth-level soul warrior and a martial soul warrior; in the entire academy, his strength is also ranked among the top five.

Zhao Fan said "cut" disdainfully, then turned and walked to the other side.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Zhao Fan had finally withdrawn his strength; the injuries of the people on the ground were not very serious and were not life-threatening.

"Tang San, let's go. We agreed that I will treat you to this meal, and you can take whatever you want to eat. However, we agreed not to waste food."

"Yes, Boss Zhao!"

"Don't call me Boss Zhao. I'm a good boy and I don't want to act like a gangster."

"Then Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao is awesome!"

Not far away, the people of Qishe, who had lowered their heads in silence, raised their heads one after another with smiles on their faces.

Tang San quickly followed and trotted to Zhao Fan's side.

"Quickly, send Xiao Chen to the infirmary."

"What about the vice president?"

"You go ahead and tell me! That's Master Matthew Nuo's grandson, and Xiao Chen, the bastard, was the first to contradict him. Do you still want the vice-dean to apologize in person again?"

As soon as Zhao Fan walked away, the teachers stood up and ran to the unconscious Xiao Chen.

Behind the crowd, an ordinary-looking, somewhat thin man looked straight at Zhao Fan, his brows furrowed.

He has a peculiar temperament, a bit lazy and decadent.