Almighty Master of Another World

Chapter 28 Expectation
Fang Mei's eyes fell on Zhimeng from time to time, and her expression was always a little strange, but Fang Yi knew that it was probably just jealousy.

In the Fang family, Fang Mei has always been under the pressure of the number one genius of the Fang family, Fang Yiran, no matter in appearance or innate strength...

Forcibly suppressing the unhappiness in her heart, Fang Mei also looked at Fang Yi coldly, and spoke coldly.

"Fang Yi, so you are unwilling to cooperate with our investigation? And you, the maid, probably didn't report to the Fang family either?"

To be honest, apart from the maid's beauty, there was nothing Fang Mei could care about here.

As an eighth-level magician, among the younger generation of the Fang family, there are not many who can be her opponents. In Fang Mei's view, Fang Yi is obviously not among these people.

If it wasn't for this incident, she wouldn't even know who Fang Yi was...

"The family competition is approaching, and the family has already made repeated orders, so don't cause trouble anymore. Now that you are trying your best, don't you think you have done nothing wrong?!"

"I've already said that it was Fang Xing who provoked first, and it's not my fault. His fists and feet have no eyes, and injuries are inevitable..."

Not caring about the other party's accusations, Fang Yi continued.

"Besides, I'm already a seventh-level warlock, so I'm naturally qualified to accept maids."

Seventh-order warlock? !
The expressions of those high-ranking disciples of the Fang family moved slightly, and they glanced at each other.

Although I have heard that Fang Xing was defeated, after all, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so there are still many speculations.

Maybe Fang Yi is only at the sixth level, not the seventh level?
Although there is only one level of difference between a sixth-level warlock and a seventh-level warlock, it is a world of difference.

The sixth-level warlock is easy to deal with, but the seventh-level warlock is not so simple, and the latter must be valued by the family.

There are also a few children who are a little skeptical and don't believe it. After all, it is too difficult to become a seventh-level warlock!

"Fang Yi, even if you become a seventh-level warlock, can you ignore the rules of the Fang family? Can you act presumptuously in front of me?!"

Fang Mei said in a cold voice, the disgust was even worse in the charming expression, in Fang's family, even a seventh-rank warlock would not dare to do anything wrong in front of her, but Fang Yi didn't care at all.

What's more, Fang Yi actually has such a beautiful maid.

Very dazzling.

"Oh? Is it possible to do it? The family competition is approaching, and at this time, something happened and the deacon elders were stabbed... I'm afraid you don't look good either, do you?"

Fang Yi's expression didn't change much, but his tone became a little colder.

Don't cause trouble before the family competition, it's the same for him, and it's the same for Fang Mei and others.

When things get serious, no one will look good.

If Fang Yi was an ordinary student, Fang Mei could suppress this matter.

But now that Fang Yi is a seventh-rank child, he will be valued by the family. If Fang Mei wants to suppress this matter, it will not be that simple.

Simply put, in a word, strength.

With strength, the status will change. If it was Fang Yi before, no one would care.

"very good!"

Agitated by Fang Yi's words, the chill on Fang Mei's pretty face flickered, she smiled instead of anger: "This is the end of this matter, but you also said that fists and feet have no eyes, I hope that the next family competition will be better." , you can remember this sentence well!"

Fang Mei's words immediately brightened the eyes of the people on the side.

That's right, now that Fang Yi is here, there might be some trouble.

But if it is in a family competition, no one can say anything.

It's not impossible to have a blind fist, miss a moment, get injured or disabled...

After giving Fang Yi a malicious look, they turned around and followed Fang Mei to leave.

Glancing at the back of Fang Mei and the others leaving, Zhimeng, who hadn't spoken all this time, turned her head to look at Fang Yi, smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to offend people..."

Fang Yi couldn't help shrugging his shoulders when he heard the words, and said, "I'm afraid you are also involved in this matter..."

In his opinion, the reason for Fang Mei's trip was certainly because of him and Fang Xing, but the reason for Zhimeng could not be ruled out.

Hearing that the Fang family had a maid who was even more beautiful than her, wouldn't Fang Mei come over to have a look?
Otherwise, based on this matter alone, she shouldn't be allowed to come forward in person...

Zhimeng smiled without saying a word, the corners of her mouth curled up, a smile first appeared from her fragrant lips, and then slowly rippling on her pretty face like spring water.

Immediately, she turned around, with the breeze blowing all the way, and her clothes fluttered, as if she was not a person in the world.

Even though he has seen it many times, Fang Yi still has an amazing feeling.

In the following time, Fang Yi did not leave Fang's house, but stayed in his hut, practicing in a low-key manner.

During this period of time, no one else came to disturb her.

It seems that defeating Fang Xing before has had the desired effect.

During this period, Fang Yi was a little surprised, and something that was also expected was the matter of Zhimeng's cultivation.

After telling Zhimeng a few methods of Fang's family, he didn't expect that Zhimeng would soon learn to master them, explaining the methods of cultivation and deriving the profound meanings in them. Fang Yi had a long discussion with him and gained a lot.

Also weird.

Fang Yi felt that the person he was talking to was not a young girl, but a great master of magic who had been immersed in magic for many years...

But when he thought of all the mysteries of the dream, Fang Yi was relieved.

Sure enough, there are still monster-like geniuses in the world.

With such a speed of cultivation, such comprehension ability, unique insight, and talent, Fang Yi has never seen another one in Yanyang City today.

Fang still can't do it.

Thinking of Fang Yiran, this talented girl who was almost said to be a legend in the Fang family, Fang Yi couldn't help feeling a little turbulent.

The halo is too dazzling.

One of the main purposes of Fang Yi's participation in the family competition this time is to learn the waterspout, the highest magic technique of the Fang family. At that time, I don't know if he will fight against Fang Yiran.

In the Fang family, only the children of the ninth-rank warlocks are qualified to practice waterspouts.

It seems that only Fang is still a ninth-level warlock, right?
However, recently, Fang still seems to be practicing in meditation, and has not appeared in the public eye. Fang Yi does not know the specific situation now.

In addition to practicing, Fang Yi also went to Fang's magic room.

On the way there, I bumped into a lot of Fang's children, but the way they looked at Fang Yi was quite different from before, with ignorance and ridicule.

Now it's curiosity and awe.

Apparently, the incident of beating Fang Xing had spread, and now Fang Yi is even more vicious than Fang Xing, and the Fang family children who saw Fang Yi along the way couldn't help avoiding it.

After entering the spell room, Fang Yi began to flip through the books crazily and began to practice.

He can learn the other party's spells at a glance, not to mention the cultivation methods in the books, almost all of them are ten lines at a glance, and he will be able to read them once.

However, there were too many books in the spell room, so Fang Yi had to speed up his reading.

Such frantic browsing speed naturally attracted the attention of the deacon of the spell room, and he couldn't help shaking his head immediately after reading it.

This deacon has been here for so many years, and he has never read such a book.

Naturally, Fang Yi was regarded as the kind of sensationalist who only made superficial articles. This kind of frivolity was the worst thing to do.

Originally, I wanted to point out Fang Yi, but now I have to forget it.

Fang Yi didn't care what other people thought, and directly swept the entire spell room with crazy speed, engraving all the spells in his heart.

Into the torrent of spells.

The accumulation of less makes more, and the power of the torrent of spells has also increased a lot.

The only pity is that there are no top five spells of the Fang family here.

When Fang Yi returned to the hut, the setting sun had already set on the horizon, and the whole sky became pale gray.

Without entering the house, Fang Yi walked to a place not far from the hut.

There was an open space in front of me, surrounded by huge rocks piled up messily, some square, some long, each one seemed to weigh thousands of catties!

Fang Yi intends to move his hands and feet here, without using magic powers, purely physical.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yi held his breath, and smashed his fist to the ground. With a bang, the ground was sunken, and countless small cracks spread out from the hollow to all directions!

Then, Fang Yi punched, kicked, bumped his shoulder, and raised his knee.

All of a sudden, the whole body became a sharp attack weapon, bursting out with tyrannical strength.

Under the impact of this force, the ground was full of dust and cracks, occasionally hitting those boulders, and also causing the boulders to be scattered with debris, and the broken stones continued to peel off.

The violent impact sounded non-stop.

Every time he makes a move, Fang Yi feels that the use of power is more arbitrary, and later on it is even more handy. The force, the force, and the force are all natural, and there is no difficulty...

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yi threw his last punch and slowly lay down on the ground, gasping for breath, sweating profusely, and his whole body was drenched.

However, Fang Yi smiled happily, looked at the sky, and looked forward to it, waiting for the arrival of the family competition.

(End of this chapter)