Chapter 1942 Believers Cheng Wei Family

All souls are accessible!

Most students may not know this concept, but how come the higher-ups at the college don’t?

Then.

Then I saw the senior leaders of the college, from the dean Han Yao to the ordinary tutors, all slapping their heads and beating their chests, cursing themselves for being stupid.

"I'm so fucking stupid. Ye Meng has all-powerful souls. The entire academy has known about it for a long time, but I just didn't think of it!"

"All souls are omnipotent. In the face of such a perverted talent, this soul test is nothing!"

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. I should have thought of it a long time ago. Ye Meng is my student, but I didn't think of this. I am really stupider than a pig!"

"I didn't expect that I, Han Yao, who is famous all my life, would make such a low-level mistake. I am really in danger of losing my life!"

Han Yao had previously expressed his concerns about Ye Meng in front of all senior officials.

But at this moment, when All Souls All Access came out, his face suddenly felt like it had been slapped crazily countless times, and it was burning and painful.

As the dean, Han Yao has always been known for his sharp vision and keen judgment.

Basically, nine out of ten things he judges will be correct.

This is also the reason why the senior officials of Canlan Academy are convinced of him.

But now, he is so wise that Ye Meng has all the power of souls, but he has forgotten this. How can he not feel ashamed?

Fortunately, the other senior leaders of the college were also ashamed at the moment and had no time to laugh at Han Yao.

Cheng Weijia, the poker face instructor, first looked at Ye Meng dumbfounded.

Immediately, he knelt down with a plop and bowed to Ye Meng.

"This is a god, absolutely a god. Only a god can possess such a heaven-defying talent!"

"I, the Cheng Wei family, are so virtuous and capable that I can actually witness the rise of God with my own eyes. I am so lucky. The ancestral graves of our Cheng family are filled with smoke!"

Cheng Wei's family was very excited, and his heart was surging.

He felt that this trip to Canlan Academy was the right one.

If not, how could he know the god-like Ye Meng?

"It seems that there has been an arrangement somewhere in the past. God wants me to establish the Ye Meng Divine Sect as soon as possible!"

The more Cheng Weijia thought about it, the more he felt that this was what happened, so his eyes when he looked at Ye Meng became extremely fanatical, as if he was on a pilgrimage.

Ye Meng walked arrogantly and swaggered down from the ladder.

"You, go bring me a chair for this baby!"

Ye Meng pointed at a student and said in a milky voice.

The student was obviously not a smart person. He scratched his head dully, still thinking, would doing this violate the rules of the academy?

But just because he is dull doesn't mean that others are the same.

Suddenly, more than a dozen students rushed to stand up.

"Mr. Meng, I'll get it for you!"

"Chair? I'll get it right away!"

"Mr. Meng, please wait a moment, I'll be here right away!"

"Fight from me, I'm the one who moves the chair for Young Master Meng, you all get out of here!"

But someone is faster than them.

I saw that just as those students stood up, a figure rushed out with a squeak, running faster than a rabbit!

After a few breaths, the man ran back with a fanatical look on his face, and in his hand was an ancient sandalwood chair.

"The Cheng Wei family, a believer, respectfully invites the God of Yuanhuang to take his seat!"

This person turned out to be the poker-faced tutor, the invigilator sent by the Education Association.

When Han Yao and other senior college officials saw this, they were all shocked!

What the hell is going on?

Have all the tutors from the Tangtang Education Association started to kneel down and lick Ye Meng?