"Tell me what you did."

In the conference room, Lu Zhengliang, the most senior person, looked solemn, and there was no emotion at all from his tone and expression.

"Report to Dean Lu that I killed Lu Yishui from Jianwu University." Han Yuan answered honestly.

In response to the behavior of the three people who saved him without asking the reason, Han Yuan felt that Chang'an Academy deserved a higher sense of belonging and trust.

They all knew Lu Yishui, a powerful person in the Eighth Realm.

But no one would think that it was really Han Yuan who killed him, so everyone was calmly waiting for Han Yuan's explanation.

Daxia already knows about Bi Fang, and it is not a secret. Moreover, if Chang'an Academy really wants to protect itself in the future, it is very necessary to know the cause and effect of the matter.

"Reporting to all the heads of the academy, this is what happened..."

Han Yuan selectively talked about the situation on Zhang'e Mountain, as well as some more secret things, which Han Yuan naturally would not tell.

For example, the SS-level abilities that you have evolved.

Han Yuan's story-telling ability is pretty good. As Han Yuan told it, the heads of the hospital sometimes nodded, sometimes frowned, sometimes got angry, sometimes worried...

"I didn't expect it to be a divine prison again. Fortunately, it's not for you. Your cultivation must improve as soon as possible. You can't hide it forever..."

Lu Zhengliang frowned.

Han Yuan spread his hands: "I am now at the late stage of the second realm, and I have worked very hard..."

"What! Have you reached the second level or the lower level?"

Everyone was shocked.

Second realm.

Even at Chang'an Academy, only second-year students will gradually reach the second level, and Han Yuan has only been here for a long time!

If you really want to count it out, it seems that he has been in school for less than a month...

Han Yuan thought to himself, what's the matter? Wouldn't it be even more shocking if he told them that many of his combat skills have reached an advanced stage?

"How do you know that Gao Yiming wants to kill you?" Lu Zhengliang asked.

Han Yuan muttered: "Guess..."

"...You're going to kill him just based on your guess?" Wei Yunshan was speechless.

Han Yuan was a little strange: "I was in a bad state at the time. Isn't it a provocation for him to come near me? I can only kill him."

Wei Yunshan's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to punch Han Yuan to death.

Han Yuan didn't think there was any problem. Isn't that what survival in the wild is like?

Besides, even if Gao Yiming hadn't been killed, would Lu Yishui let him go?

In the final analysis, everything was just an excuse. From the beginning to the end, Lu Yishui never looked at Yuan Yizhi's photo stone.

Because it doesn't matter at all.

"When you competed with Lu Qing, did Lu Yishui have any plans to kill you?"

Lu Zhengliang is a bit big-headed. This kid's talent is indeed amazing, but his ability to get into trouble is also matched by it.

Han Yuan recalled carefully and finally decided to tell the truth: "He broke off one of the boy's fingers, but maybe because of Master Liu's presence or out of the dignity of a master, he didn't seem to really intend to kill me."

"Then why did you insist on killing the father and son?" Lu Zhengliang asked.

Han Yuan was a little strange: "He pooped on my head. If I don't kill him, who will I kill?"

Heads of Houses:...

Nothing seems to be wrong...

Lu Zhengliang is really a bit overwhelmed at this time. As the oldest senior in Chang'an Academy, he has experienced a lot. At his age, death does not seem to be so scary to him, but Han Yuan is not so good at it. The hob meat...

He is really afraid!

The key is that Han Yuan still has S-level powers, and he is still a thing that cannot be beaten or scolded.

After a long time, Lu Zhengliang spoke: "Do you know how many Eight Realms there are in Daxia? Do you know how precious one Eight Realms is to human beings? Do you know how many merits Lu Yishui has? You..."

Lu Zhengliang sighed deeply: "Forget it, let's wait for the principal to come back."

Han Yuan didn't understand. Even if he had made a lot of achievements, could he just rest on his credit book and lord it over him?

Lu Zhengliang seemed to have aged a few years now. He waved his hand and said, "I know you don't understand. You can go back and ask Wen Xuan..."

Gujing.

The headquarters of Daxia Superpowers Association.

An extremely thin old man in black stood at the top. In today's era, the old man still wore a straight Mao suit and his hair was meticulously combed.

Standing below him was an extremely sturdy middle-aged man. His energy and blood were rumbling like an oven, and the surrounding space seemed to be rippled by the pressure.

Everything shows that this is an extremely powerful superpower.

However, even such a powerful person with superpowers was still respectful and did not dare to overstep in front of two old men who looked very ordinary.

"Zhentian, why do you insist on becoming one of the four universities?"

The old man's face was neither sad nor happy, and he could not see any joy or anger.

"President Qinglong, Jianwu University's philosophy can save this world."

If there are any bystanders at this time, they will be able to find some clues from the conversation between the two.

So powerful, so called, these two people are clearly Wu Zhentian, the president of Jianwu University, and President Qinglong of the Qinglong Department, the head of the four divisions of the Great Xia Superpowers Association!

One of the four border crossers in Daxia! The powerful leader in the field, President Qinglong!

An existence that once crossed thousands of demons with his own hands and took the life of a demon emperor in the boundless ocean!

He is also the real pillar and backbone of Daxia!

President Qinglong looked at the owner of S-class powers that he had watched grow up, feeling a little helpless.

The obsession is too deep.

Human beings are very complex creatures, and they are constantly changing due to their living environment and experiences.

No one dares to say that their ideas are correct. Diversity is the root of progress.

Wu Zhentian, on the other hand, has been advancing by leaps and bounds, constantly fighting with people, believing that only a sufficiently iron-blooded environment can allow people to grow until the era of demons ends.

This is also the reason why Wu Zhentian established Jianwu University.

And just as Wu Zhentian expected, Jianwu University quickly reached the position of a famous university.

But President Qinglong knew that this did not mean that Wu Zhentian was right.

Compared to natural selection and survival of the fittest training methods, President Qinglong still believes in teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.

This is Wu Zhentian’s obsession.

"I disagree."

President Qinglong said.

"President, Lu Yishui is the elder of the Temple of Heaven. I will report this matter truthfully."

President Qinglong's expression did not change at all, even though he knew clearly how powerful the Heavenly Temple was, and he was even a member of the Heavenly Temple.

"So you're just here to inform me, not to ask for my opinion?"

President Qinglong asked.

"Yes, but the president knows that I have no intention of disrespecting you." Wu Zhentian was still neither humble nor overbearing.

The old man nodded, not showing any anger.

President Qinglong looked at Wu Zhentian, who was still at the peak of the Nine Realms after so many years, and thought that maybe it was this obsession that trapped Wu Zhentian and prevented him from entering a higher realm...

That's all, what if we just let him try?

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