286: Old Mo, it's been a long time!

The Dean of the Martial Academy looked at the young man before him, his gaze slightly complex.

Although he hadn't been at the Martial Academy for a long time, he still had some impression of the famous Fang Bai.

Naturally, he felt proud of Fang Bai's excellence. After all, Fang Bai came out of their Martial Academy. In a sense, Fang Bai was his Martial Academy's student!

Even if this student was now the strongest person in the Martial Academy!

As he scrutinized Fang Bai now, the Dean's expression grew increasingly serious.

Very strong!

Even he, an Eighth Order Late Stage powerhouse, felt a pressure emanating from Fang Bai!

What kind of drugs did this kid take?

Fang Bai said with a smile, "Dean, what do you mean by looking at me like that?"

Hearing this, the Dean smiled slightly and said, "I believe this is our first time meeting, isn't it?"

Fang Bai nodded, "That is indeed the case."

During his time at the Martial Academy, the highest-ranking leader he had directly faced was the Martial Academy's Vice Dean, Qi Baichuan.

The other party was Qi Tian's second uncle.

The Dean nodded contentedly, "Excellent, excellent. To reach this level at your current age, you are already the number one person, even more monstrous than Su Yunsheng!"

Fang Bai smiled brightly, "It's nothing special. I actually think my cultivation speed is too slow."

The Dean: ...This is slow? Where does that leave us old folks?

"You brat, you came back without even saying hello?"

A light chuckle rang out, immediately followed by a Middle-aged Man appearing in the area.

Seeing the newcomer, Fang Bai revealed a smile, "Old Mo, long time no see."

Mo Ming sternly corrected him, "Use titles when working. I am Instructor Mo!"

Fang Bai raised an eyebrow and said without changing his expression, "Is that so? Why is an instructor's cultivation level inferior to his student's? Little Mo, can you explain that to me?"

Mo Ming’s face darkened!

Your mouth is truly venomous!

"You're the strangest kid around. Everyone else is still hovering around the Fourth or Fifth Order, and you're soaring like a rocket."

Mo Ming complained.

Those who understood Fang Bai knew his background and his cultivation time.

It could be said that they had all witnessed Fang Bai's growth process. In just a few months, he had already joined the ranks of the Human Race's top tier!

This kind of advancement was certainly abnormal, but everyone had their own opportunities, so they could only feel envy.

Fang Bai chuckled, "Old Mo, you're not doing so well either, still stuck at the Seventh Order. Your talent is billions of times worse than mine."

Mo Ming’s mouth twitched, "Please don't compare me to you, thank you!"

His current cultivation had reached the peak seventh rank, meaning he was only one step away from the Eighth Order. For a cultivator, reaching this stage in just a few months was already incredibly monstrous!

But prejudice in people's hearts is a great mountain! You really can't generalize!

Fang Bai suddenly looked at the Dean and asked, "Dean, how about we spar?"

The Dean was stunned, then he put his hands behind his back and said lightly, "No, this Dean usually prefers peace above all else. How could I bully the young? I concede this match!"

He deliberately spoke loudly enough for the entire Academy to hear. After speaking, he turned and vanished on the spot.

Fang Bai's entire face instantly darkened!

Damn it! This old fogey is so cunning!

He actually prevented him from showing off! And showed off himself instead!

Fang Bai was hesitating whether or not to give the Martial Academy another palm strike.

"Alright, we know you're very strong. Since you're back, go ahead and look around."

Mo Ming said at this moment.

He had been this kid's teacher for a while, how could he not know his temper?

Fang Bai shrugged and said, "Fine, it has been a long time since I've been back."

A moment later, Fang Bai and Mo Ming walked side-by-side, strolling through the Martial Academy.

In the span of a few months, the Martial Academy had changed somewhat from Fang Bai's impression.

More noticeable were the unfamiliar faces around them. It seemed the Martial Academy had recruited many new students during this time!

Originally, the Martial Academy's enrollment plan was two intakes per year, but now that the situation was severe, enrollment was open at any time. As long as the talent passed the assessment, they could become a student of the Martial Academy.

Beside him, Mo Ming sighed, "It's been several months. Last time when you were sucked into the Alien Space, I arrived too late, otherwise I could have saved you."

Fang Bai said, "Don't say that. If you had saved me, I wouldn't be who I am today!"

He was speaking the truth. If he hadn't been dragged into the Demon Realm, he really couldn't have reached his current level so quickly!

Mo Ming said, "I am very gratified that you all have managed to grow."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fang Bai and chuckled, "You kid really made me proud. In the future, I can say I mentored a super powerhouse, haha!"

Fang Bai suddenly stopped walking. He pointed to a large screen not far away and asked, "What is that?"

Mo Ming looked over upon hearing the question. The large screen displayed photos of Fang Bai and some short clips of him showing off his skills, used for promotion.

Mo Ming said, "The Vice Dean is building a public image for you. Now everyone calls you the Strongest Student, which also brings honor to our Dean of the Martial Academy."

Fang Bai nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "What about my endorsement fee?"

"???"

Mo Ming's mouth twitched, "You'll have to ask Dean Qi about that."

The two arrived beneath the large screen. Many trainees were gathered around, and students were sparring on the high platform.

"Go get him, Xiao Zhan! I bet 1000 Points on you!"

"Strike him while he's weak! Stab him in the ass! Liu Zidao, can you even do it? With this level, you still want to become a powerhouse like Senior Fang Bai? Are you kidding?"

The students were divided into two factions, cheering for the two fighters on the stage.

Fang Bai watched with interest. He wasn't much older than these boys and girls, but watching them now felt like an adult watching children play house.

On the stage, a boy wearing a Tang Suit held a weapon similar to a pistol. The combination of ancient clothing and modern weaponry was admittedly a bit jarring.

He pulled the trigger on the other boy, who was wearing a vest, and bullets formed from Alien Energy shot out rapidly!

However, the vest-wearing boy was extremely fast, dodging the Tang Suit boy's attacks with ease.

Their levels were comparable; it only depended on whose trump card could deliver a greater surprise!

"Liu Zidao, stop using external objects! Why don't you fight me head-on?"

The vest-wearing boy shouted.

The Tang Suit boy sneered, "Am I an idiot for having a weapon and not using it? You can use one too! Or do you not have one?"

"Damn it! Don't push me!"

The Tang Suit boy chuckled, "What if I do push you? Come on, use an external object too!"

The vest-wearing boy suddenly stopped, a strange smile curling his lips, "You said it!"

His eyes suddenly turned ink-black!

"This power... is interesting."

Fang Bai sensed a familiar power and suddenly showed a slight smile.