This... what rhythm is this
Could it be that in God's Class, students are allowed to kill each other
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the desk was torn apart.
Si Minghan lazily avoided Yan You's attack, and glanced at her disapprovingly: "Don't waste your energy and time, I'm not interested in fighting with you."
With a humiliated look on his face, Yan You gritted his teeth and attacked again.
Suddenly, there was a sound of "ping, ping, pong, pong" fighting in the school.
The students of God's Class looked familiar.
The students of the Devil's class watched the confrontation between the two men, and firmly memorized the moves and details of the two men.
And Ye Qingluo... was recalling the conversation between Si Minghan and Yan You just now.
It seems that the amount of information is a bit large.
Yan You told Si Minghan not to take care of "this matter".
"This incident" is obviously related to their demon class.
Yan You wants to deal with the Demon Squad
Why
Their class of demons seems to be the same as the class of gods, right
Moreover, with such a high status in the God Squad, they must be proud and arrogant, and they will never have any intersection with the Demon Squad known as the "Trash Squad", right
Ye Qing fell into deep thought.
Yi Fuzi was looking at a group of students in the class of possessing demons.
Seeing that they were all staring at the two people who were still fighting for a moment, their eyes were shining.
Always felt…
This group of extremely young and untalented teenagers seemed to be learning... the moves and skills of the two people who were fighting.
them…
You shouldn't understand such a profound thing, right
At this moment, a thick and violent roar suddenly came from outside the school: "What are you bastards doing! Didn't that old man in the cloud say that today the students who won the championship class this time will be sent to the class of gods? You are still noisy, do you want outsiders to see our jokes?!"
Immediately, there was a "bang".
The door of the school was kicked open.
He saw a fat old man in a loose white robe, touching his fat belly, and walked in.
The two fighting each other immediately separated and stood up.
The audience was silent.
Even Master Yi couldn't help standing up straight.
The chubby old man looked at the eleven people standing by the desk: "Uh... the students from the winning class... have come."
He raised his fat palm and touched the back of his head: "Well... Now that you're here, let me go to your place to rest for a while. You will officially start special training in the afternoon."
The students of the Demon Class can see it.
This fat old man has a pivotal position in the class of gods.
They all nodded: "Master, please."
The fat old man smiled, and the fat on both sides of his face was piled up: "I am the physical training teacher of the God's class, they call me the fat master, or the fat old man, you can call me too."
The students of Demon Class looked at each other and said in unison: "Fat master."
"Let's go, now I will take you to the place where you will live for the next month. You are here for special training, you must seize all the time and don't waste your time." Fat Master turned and walked out of the school while talking .
Ye Qingluo greeted Mr. Yi, and followed him out with the students of the Demon Class.
Fat Master looks very approachable and speaks in a very down-to-earth tone.
I can't see the slightest bit at all, the aloofness from the upper realm.
However, for some reason, the students in the demon class always felt a little terrified in front of the fat master.