There is a fire in Yu Mu’s heart.

A fire that was about to burn away his sanity.

The source of this fire was undoubtedly caused by Yan Li.

Since Yan Li came to Yongling, he first killed his aunt who loved him the most; then he embarrassed himself again and again in public, and went from being one of the top twenty masters in the academy to becoming the most popular person in Yongling.

The butt of the joke; Tang Sanghua, the beauty he admired, was getting closer and closer to him. In the past two days, they were talking and laughing without restraint, as if they were talking to each other, which really made people jealous and hateful.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to let Yan Li taste the pain he had experienced, let him fall into the abyss, and struggle in hell to beg for mercy.

Thinking of that scene, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

And, most importantly, he already holds the key to realizing this scenario.

"Master, this is it!"

In Nancheng, there is a Da'anfang near Anhua Gate, which belongs to Yong'an Garden. A policeman led several policemen to the outside of a short bungalow, and Yu Muren walked over at the back.

"Before Mr. Yu disappeared, the waiter from the flour shop was hiding here. Is the information correct?" he asked coldly.

For a pampered young master like him, running away in vain and having failed hopes are all unforgivable sins, and he would not mind killing someone to vent his anger.

The catcher was completely unaware of his mood and said excitedly: "Master, you can't be wrong. This is the cousin of one of my brothers."

Yu Muren waved his hand and said: "Go in and catch this person for me!"

People inside the house had heard the commotion, and after receiving the order, the police immediately broke in through the door, and panicked screams rang out at the right time.

At this moment, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old rushed out, got under Yu Muren's arm while he was stunned, and ran away with all his strength.

"You little bastard, you still dare to run away?"

Yu Muren's face showed a ferocious look, he touched the ground with his feet and suddenly stretched out his hand.

The palm movement gradually condensed and turned into an invisible wind, wrapping around the young man. The air flow formed a palm visible to the naked eye and hit the young man's back.

Bang!

The young man screamed and flew out. Then, he was stepped on by Shepherd Yu and could not get up again.

Grabbing the young man lightly, Yu Muren couldn't help but feel a sense of being in control, "This is my power! Yan Li, this time you can't escape from my grasp!"

"Spare me, spare me, I really don't know anything..."

The young man cried and begged for mercy: "Please, I don't know where Mr. Fish has gone. Don't look for me again..."

Yu Muren said: "Has anyone else looked for you?"

The young man said with tears in his eyes: "Yes, yes, she is a veiled sister..."

"I don't know you!" Yu Muren frowned slightly, then sneered nonchalantly, "You are indeed the clerk at Yugong Noodle Shop. The place has been sealed up as a gangster stronghold, and all those related to it will be sentenced to death.

Do you think you can still escape?"

"Master, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me..." The young man cried bitterly, "You villain, I really don't know anything..."

Yu Muren sneered: "It's easy to survive, as long as you testify against someone for me. You must be familiar with what your boss sells. As long as you tell the truth, you will not only survive, but also get a sum of money that you will never spend in your life."

The perfect reward.”

"Really?" The boy stopped crying.

"My master's words are irresistible!" Yu Muren said, patting his chest.

The young man immediately said excitedly: "Okay, I am willing, I will do whatever you say."

…

Yongling is still Yongling, even if the arrival of Yan Li makes it a little more noisy.

Those surging undercurrents will never stop, moving firmly and slowly in a certain direction. Even if they occasionally diverge into several tributaries because of some people, they will eventually converge.

This is the collision of wills, the trend of the general trend, the choice of destiny, and the destination of the hero.

At around nine o'clock the next day, a bustling crowd rushed to the academy.

In front of the square in the outer courtyard, Zhao Qiping yawned a little boredly and searched for something in the crowd.

In the past few days, he had been trying to get close to Yan Li. He waited at the door of the restaurant every day, pretending to meet by chance, and then went to school together to take the opportunity to bond.

Unfortunately, I don't know if Yan Li avoided him intentionally and always failed to wait for others, which made Zhao Qiping very unwilling.

He has a sixth-grade real name and is already the best in the academy. With a little luck, it is not impossible to pass the examination of the inner academy. He cannot waste the talent given by God in order to get more opportunities. His intuition tells him that following Yan Li,

You will definitely get unimaginable benefits.

Especially in the past two days, there have been a lot of rumors in the academy. It is said that Yan Li's identity is not simple. Not only can he freely enter and leave the forbidden area behind the academy, but he also has the opportunity to enter the palace to meet the saint.

There are thousands of people in the academy and hundreds of practitioners, but there are only less than ten people who have the chance to meet the saints, and they are not now, but in the future when they become successful.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a huge force coming towards him. He couldn't react for a moment and actually fell to the ground.

To be knocked down in public, for a young man with a strong temper, is as shameful and humiliating as a slap in the face.

Zhao Qiping couldn't hold back his anger for a moment. On impulse, before he could see the person clearly, he cursed angrily: "Which bastard doesn't have eyes like that?"

He never imagined that just by scolding him, his future would be ruined.

"You bastard?" A short, stocky man sneered condescendingly, "You are impatient!"

Zhao Qiping looked up, his heart suddenly felt cold, and he broke out in cold sweat: "Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang..."

We are both in the academy, and the other person is stronger than him, so there is nothing wrong with calling him senior brother.

"Senior brother?" The man sneered, "This trash-like thing actually has the nerve to call me senior brother?"

There were two men beside him who looked like followers, one on the left and one on the right, stepping on Zhao Qiping's hands, causing Zhao Qiping to fall to the ground again when he tried to get up.

One of them said solemnly: "You dare to hit even our boss, and you have the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard? I heard that you recently hooked up with that untouchable Yan Li, do you really take yourself seriously?"

When the surrounding audience saw the three people, they were shocked and hid aside.

These three people are notorious. The short and stocky man named Zhang Zhixiong appeared in the registration. He is a genius with a real name of the fifth level. Generally speaking, if the real name is above the fifth level, the speed of practice will be significantly improved, which is incomparable with practitioners below the fifth level.

Same thing.

Zhang Zhixiong is ranked tenth in the academy and is a peak fourth-grade warrior. He can walk sideways in the outer courtyard. More importantly, he is also the lackey of Wang Yuanqing, a man of the hour in the academy.

Wherever he appears, there is Wang Yuanqing.

Sure enough, just under the steps in front of the teaching building, a young man in fine clothes was sitting there watching a play with a half-smiling smile.

Wang Yuanqing was not only ranked fifth in the academy, he was also the young master of Wushen Mansion. In Yongling, where there were many powerful people and there were as many high-ranking officials as dogs, he was almost one of the few people who stood at the top.

The owner of the Martial God Mansion is none other than the Overlord General, known as the Martial God.

Zhao Qiping was shocked and angry, saying: "This is the academy, you dare to attack me?"

Another follower spat in his face and mocked: "Do it? No, you hit our boss first. We call this self-defense. Do you understand self-defense?"

At this time, hundreds of people had gathered in the square. It was such a shame to be spat on in front of hundreds of people. Moreover, the person who spat on was just Zhang Zhixiong's lackey, and his cultivation was not even as good as him.

Zhao Qiping was furious: "I will report this matter to the instructor, and you just wait to be expelled from the academy!"

Zhang Zhixiong smiled and said: "I am not an unreasonable person. I don't care about your insult just now. As long as you apologize to me, it will be fine."

After being knocked down and being spat on and insulted, if you still have to apologize to the other person, you might be worse than a lackey.

Zhao Qiping's face turned red and he gritted his teeth tightly.

Seeing that he was still reluctant to speak, another follower spat at him and kicked him in the face, "Zhazui, do you hear me apologizing?"

"Apologise, I'll let you go if you apologize." Zhang Zhixiong chuckled, "Or it's not impossible to ask your master Yan Li, that untouchable, to come and apologize to me."

When the onlookers heard this, they immediately understood that the target was Yan Li.

Zhao Qiping gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I have nothing to do with Yanli..."

Zhang Zhixiong's face suddenly turned cold and he said: "I don't care if it doesn't matter to you. You bumped into me and insulted me. I apologize and you feel wronged?"

The momentum surged like a tide, and the pressure of the fifth-level true name was released without reservation.

Zhao Qiping felt panicked in his heart. He had the illusion that he was being targeted by a ferocious beast. In fear, he couldn't help but say: "Isn't that right..."

Just then, there was a noise from the crowd: Yan, Yan Li is coming...

I saw the wall of people behind spontaneously forming a corridor, and a figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

The figure is naturally Yan Li.

Seeing Yan Li walking straight towards Zhang Zhixiong, everyone became excited. Since Yan Li came to the academy, he has gained a lot of limelight. Although his strength cannot be defined yet, he is even more famous than a famous figure.

It must be a big show for the man of the hour to face the man of the hour.

Zhang Zhixiong turned around, hugging his arms and giving him a cold look.

On the other side, Wang Yuanqing, who was sitting on the steps, fixed his eyes on Yan Li, with a disdainful sneer on his lips, "There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. But I haven't been to the academy for a few days, and someone took advantage of my absence to stir up trouble."

Yu, why did you get the title of Tian Zi No. 1, but he turned out to be a fifth-grade minion? It’s so laughable!"

A naked provocation.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see how Yan Li would respond.

Seeing Yan Li walking straight over, Zhao Qiping suddenly felt tears filling his eyes. He shouted with difficulty: "Yan, Brother Yan..."

However, Yan Li's footsteps were still slow and he didn't even look at Zhao Qiping.

He finally stopped and looked at Zhang Zhixiong, who was a head shorter than him, very coldly, "Short."

dwarf!

Everyone gasped, no one knew that Zhang Zhixiong hated people calling him short.
Chapter completed!