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Fan Wuji felt like his soul had left his body, and every step he took caused his body to sway. His entire body staggered. For someone as powerful as him, his combat power was unrivalled among the Innate realm experts. He could fight against the Spirit Sea realm in adversity. However, he couldn't help but feel dejected at this moment. After all, he was only a fifteen-year-old youth. For a young man who had just fallen in love, falling out of love was already a matter of utmost importance to him.

The first time, it was always beautiful and painful.

The first time he fell in love was good, but the first time he fell in love was painful. He had a deep affection for Yi Yi, and he could even die fighting for her. However, Fu Yiyi had abandoned him for the sake of her so-called future and the Great Dao of the Innate Realm. He found it hard to accept the huge contrast.

After a long time, Fan Wuji finally returned to his own courtyard. At this moment, his mind was filled with Fu Yiyi.

There was Fu Yiyi, who had fallen in love with him the first time he saw her, and was absolutely astounded by him.

Fu Yiyi, the adorable girl he had been foolishly watching in class time and time again.

One of them was Fu Yiyi, who had confessed at the reunion party.

Fu Yiyi who promised him to confess after the confession.

After being together, she would be together day and night with Fu Yiyi.

Fu Yiyi, who had fallen into a deep slumber in Cang Prefecture's Sacred Hand Hall and had been desperately protecting him, had once again fallen into a deep slumber.

There was Fu Yiyi who was touring the Cang Prefecture with him.

Of course, there was also Fu Yiyi who broke up in the end when she was heartless.

Countless Fu Yiyi kept hovering in Fan Wuji's mind, trying to drive him away, unable to get rid of him. Fan Wuji walked into his own courtyard. He did not enter the meditation room to draw upon the natural power to heal and cultivate.

He wandered into the bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom, Fan Wuji fell onto the bed, his sparkling tears rolling down his face, soaking the bed sheets. He kept wiping the tears from his cheeks, doing his best not to cry. However, the more he wiped away the tears, the more he wiped them away. Tears streamed down his face.

After a long while, Fan Wuji fell into a deep slumber, and went to meet with Lord Zhou.

They were sad and sad, but that was all.

Grief is greater than death.

The next day, it was late in the morning. The dazzling sunlight shone through the French windows into the house. The room was warm. On the bed, Fan Wuji had just woken up. He looked sleepy. He stretched, but did not get up. He lay on the bed. At this moment, his calmness, his absolute confidence, was gone. Instead came numbness and dullness.

Fan Wuji's eyes were no longer bright, nor did they have their usual luster. His entire body was numb and lifeless. It was as if he had become a completely different person. For the sake of entering the Genius class, his most beloved person abandoned him and left. This kind of shock was something that no outsider could understand. No matter how strong he was, he was still only a fifteen-year-old child.

Only in the afternoon did Fan Wuji get up from his bed. He sat on the bed and mumbled to himself, "If only yesterday's dream was true. She didn't leave me in her dreams. She rejected Du Qianqiu and married me in the end. "

In the next moment, Fan Wuji seemed to have thought of something. In a flash, he flew into a rage, clenching his fists and repeatedly smashing the bed. However, after a few seconds, the bed collapsed. Fan Wuji, who was sitting on the bed, fell to the ground as the bed collapsed.

Sitting on the ground in a daze, his eyes were dull and lifeless. He was like a walking corpse. He sat on the ground for a long time before he slowly stood up. He was not in the mood to eat. He didn't even change his clothes that were already stained with dust. He just went out by himself.

Fan Wuji was leisurely shuttling back and forth the grounds of Fish Dragon Academy, as if he had lost his soul. He turned a blind eye to the scenery on the roadside. Even those classmates who knew him well greeted him, but he turned a deaf ear to them and ignored them as he continued to walk on his own.

His mind was completely filled with Fu Yiyi. He did not want to take back Fu Yiyi. If he were to reveal his cultivation and aptitude, he would definitely be highly valued by the academy. His status was definitely much higher than Du Qianqiu and Li Suyi. After all, his 8-star talent and his body refining cultivation was not related to that of a Xiantian Full Circle realm master.

But Fan Wuji's heart died. His dignity would not allow him to take back a woman who had abandoned him. Because that woman didn't love her. That woman only loved him, only her own future. His dignity did not allow him to lower his head to save a woman who did not care about him and could abandon him for the sake of her so-called future.

But he loved it. He truly loved Fu Yiyi.

But he also understood. Fu Yiyi did not love him. Fu Yiyi only loved him.

Just when his thoughts were in a whirl and his mind was in a daze, he crashed into a pillar. The pillar was so tough that when it hit Fan Wuji's head, blood immediately flowed from his forehead.

Seeing this, Fan Wuji clenched his fists. Right now, he couldn't care less about the intense pain on his forehead. His heart was filled with rage.

Therefore, he poured all his perfect inner strength into his legs and arms in one go. He raised his huge fist. He brazenly extended his fist and continuously hammered the pillar.

Boom! How could an ordinary pillar resist a Perfect Stage Inner Qi? So Fan Wuji's punch that was infused with Perfection Level Qi, after a few hammer blows, the pillar suddenly collapsed. Even after the pillar had collapsed, he was still unable to vent his anger. He continuously used his legs to kick the pillar that had collapsed.

Soon, the pillar broke into pieces. However, the depression in Fan Wuji's heart did not dissipate. He once again infused his Perfect Stage Qi into his body. He performed a certain type of palm technique, simultaneously activating a movement technique.

His body flashed and shifted, appearing beside the pillars on either side of him. He flashed twenty-three times. Every time his body flashed, he would stand in front of a pillar for a second. Only after flashing twenty-three times did he finally stop using the movement technique.

Fan Wuji was currently standing on the spot with his hands behind his back, not moving in the slightest. However, after three breaths of time, each of the twenty-three pillars had a concave palm mark on them. Following that, the twenty-three pillars simultaneously collapsed. After the pillars had fallen, the ground was a mess, filled with shattered stones.

Fan Wuji suddenly roared three times, and then all that followed was his loud laughter. Although he was smiling, he didn't feel happy at all. There was only sorrow in his smile.

Fan Wuji used his inner strength and palm technique to knock down many pillars. This sound could be said to be earth-shattering. Soon, a member of the enforcement team wearing a uniform dashed over. The enforcement team member approached and saw Fan Wuji's face clearly. His expression immediately changed.

Previously, Fan Wuji had been brought to the dean's office by the law enforcement team to be punished by the dean. But in the end, not only did he not punish Fan Wuji, the dean was even scared by Fan Wuji's so-called mysterious master. This member of the enforcement team was one of the witnesses. He knew that this Fan Wuji was an existence that even the Headmaster could not afford to offend. He was just a small member of the law enforcement team, he couldn't afford to offend him.

Thus, in the distance, the enforcers looked deeply at Fan Wuji, then activated their footwork and left the area.