บท 115: Feng Hetang

After hearing Qiuxue's words, Xiong Batian and the others all fell silent. It was exactly as their teacher had predicted.Even if all of them were eliminated, not a single one of them would be able to enter the top 16. It would not be strange.

In fact, only a handful of students from Tianshui City's 95th High School had been able to enter the top 16 in all these years. Basically, all of them had gone to that place to serve as foils and returned after passing the stage.

The school did not have many expectations for them.

Ten minutes later, the bus quickly arrived at a huge empty space in front of Tianshui City's stadium. At this moment, there were already many buses parked in the empty space.

One by one, the top students of the various high schools walked out of the buses and gathered on the square. In an instant, there were two to three thousand people. It was a magnificent sight.

Under the guidance of Teacher Qiuxue, Xia Ping and the others soon got off the bus and arrived at their own school. They lined up and waited for the competition to begin.

"Look, the people from Zhengde High School and Xinbo High School are here," a student shouted.

There were two magnificent buses at the entrance. They were two stories high, and one look was enough to tell that they were luxurious buses. Their surfaces seemed to be plated with gold, and they were so shiny that they were blinding.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a prestigious school in Tianshui City, each and every one of them is extremely wealthy." A student clicked his tongue in admiration as he looked at the bus with envy.

These two schools were both famous noble schools and belonged to sisters. However, the New Expo School was even more famous. All the children of influential officials and merchants in Tianshui City would enter such schools.

Although Zhengde High School was a little famous, it was much worse than Xinbo High School. If one had to make an analogy, one was a tycoon while the other was a noble.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One by one, the students alighted from the golden bus. All of them were like roosters on steroids as they raised their heads and looked up with their eyes high, as if they didn't care about the students present.

Every piece of clothing they wore was handmade and custom-made. They used expensive monster skins, polymer materials, and so on. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. They also had a certain level of protection.

Needless to say, everyone understood that every piece of clothing on it was worth quite a lot. At least a few thousand Federation coins. Some were even worth tens of thousands. Ordinary people could only look up to them and sigh in admiration.

"Comparisons are odious." "We can't compare to those rich schools."

"Look at their powerful qi and blood. Every one of them is at least a Seventh Heavenly Layer Martial Apprentice. There are also eighth-stage Heavenly Layer Martial Apprentices.

"We can't compete with him. He eats monster meat at every meal and has medicinal pills to serve him during his cultivation. He also uses all kinds of advanced equipment, and guidance from various master teachers. "After accumulating for a long time, this gap is huge."

"It seems that we are only here as a foil." "We were eliminated before we even entered."

Many students were discussing among themselves. When they saw the appearance of these two people from noble schools, each of them suffered a severe blow. They were both ordinary schools with commoners. If their families earned more than ten thousand federal coins a month, it meant that their families were doing well.

However, what about those people from the elite schools? Their food alone was worth tens of thousands of federal coins. How could they compete?!

However, Xiong Batian and the others discovered that the students from the two schools did not seem to be heading towards their area. Instead, they had brought a large group of people to them.

The leader was a 1.95-meter-tall fatty in a black suit. Han Shan and the other Zhengde High School students followed behind them like lackeys.

A group of people walked over.

"Xia Ping, did you offend people from Xinbo High School again?" Jiang Yaru couldn't help but glare at Xia Ping when she saw these people coming over with malicious looks. They didn't seem like they were here to make friends. They were simply threatening.

Xia Ping rubbed his chin. "No, you know that I'm a very low-key person."

Low profile, my ass!

Xiong Batian and the others looked at Xia Ping with disdain. If you call this low-profile, then there is no one in this world who is high-profile. Who doesn't know that you always cause trouble? You make a small matter big, and when the big matter blows up, it can't be stopped. The legendary Plague God is precisely this kind of person.

They had all experienced how powerful this bastard was.

"You are Xia Ping?!"

At this time, the fat man in a suit led a group of people to stand in front of Xia Ping. With his height of 1.95 meters, he looked down at Xia Ping with an arrogant expression.

Han Shan and the rest stood behind the people from Xinbo High School, gloating.

"I heard that you're very arrogant in the Commoner High School, causing trouble everywhere, even daring to mess with people from Zhengde High School. Is there such a thing?" The fat man in the suit stared at Xia Ping, and his tone was extremely arrogant, like a leader questioning his own subordinate.

"Fatty, am I very familiar with you?" Xia Ping cast a sidelong glance.

What?!

Upon hearing this, the people from Xinbo High school and Zhengde High school were stunned. Everyone knew that the fat man in the suit hated people calling him fatty the most. No one had ever dared to call him that before.

Everyone who called him that had died miserably without exception.

It was obvious that half of the fatty's face had darkened. Anger was brewing in his heart as he glared at Xia Ping.

"Brat, do you know what manners are?" Who are you calling a fatty? How dare you speak to Feng Hetang like this? "Do you believe that I'll slap you?" A student from Xinbo High School immediately jumped out and scolded Xia Ping.

Han Shan also jumped out and shouted, "Xia Ping, you've gone too far! How dare you speak to Big Brother Feng Hetang like this! Hurry up and kowtow to him to apologize and beg for his forgiveness!"

"Otherwise, if Brother Feng gets angry, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Like a lackey, he loyally protected his master.

"No way, this fatty is the famous Feng Hetang from Xinbo High School! I heard that he is already a Ninth-stage Heavenly Layer Martial Apprentices, extremely powerful and talented. I didn't expect him to be so fat!"

A student exclaimed in shock. He seemed to have heard of the other party's reputation.

"Shut up!"

One of the students at the side covered the other student's mouth with his hand, looking flustered. "You know that he is Feng Hetang from Xinbo High School, yet you still dare to call him Fatty." "Are you looking for death?"

"Previously, there were people who called him fatty because they did not know what was good for them. In the end, more than ten of his ribs were broken, and he cried in the hospital for a month. "No doctor dared to save him."

The student was scared out of his wits. "This Feng Hetang is so powerful!"

"Of course he's powerful." The companion spoke in a low voice. "His father is a councilor of Tianshui City. He has tremendous power. "Who would dare offend him?"

Senator?!

Everyone was shocked and looked at the fatty Feng Hetang in shock. He was a government official with real power. He was as powerful as the city council president of the lowest-ranking city in his previous life.

If this was still incomprehensible, then there were only nine such councilors in the entire Tianshui City, and Feng Hetang's father was one of them. One could imagine how terrifying the other party was.