Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zuo Xiaoduo, tall and slender, handsome, elegant and graceful, stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, looking a little overwhelmed.
"Ugh..."
Yu Yan'er and Zhen Piaopiao, however, made disgusting noises at the same time.
He is quite handsome.
But by doing this you seem to be acting like you're trying to show off. What do you want to do
Who wouldn’t be disgusted after seeing this
Especially since everyone already knows the character of a certain squad leader, why pretend?!
The two little thunder and lightning white tigers in the arms of the two women actually made two "whoo" sounds to express their contempt and disdain for the Sword King.
Zuo Xiaoduo didn't take it as an offense at all. With a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, he walked up to the podium with his hands behind his back, taking three steps at a time.
Wen Xingtian, who was already standing at the door at this moment, looked confused.
As the class monitor, you stand on the teacher's podium and say a few words every day. What does that mean
Planning to seize power and usurp the throne
Do you want to rebel against heaven
"Students, I have some great news to tell you today."
Zuo Xiaoduo said cheerfully: "Or you can guess?"
The twenty people below all had black lines on their foreheads.
We're guessing you!
"Forget it, I'll just tell you straight away! I've broken through the fetal breathing realm!"
Zuo Xiaoduo announced loudly, his words full of pride, arrogance and complacency.
"I have broken through the fetal breathing realm! Did you hear that?"
Wen Xingtian, who was at the door, became very excited upon hearing this.
This guy, I even told him to tell me when he was going to have a breakthrough, but he actually broke through on his own silently!
It’s really a good thing!
“With my breakthrough, I can deal with all of you with just one hand!” Zuo Xiaoduo laughed wildly: “Hahahaha… Surprised or not? Unexpected or not?”
The twenty people below went from having black lines on their foreheads to having a look of the old society.
Zuo Xiaoduo picked up a black pen and began to write on the whiteboard behind him.
With one hand behind his back, he wrote smoothly, and said in a reserved tone, "After the breakthrough, my heart was overwhelmed with emotion, so I wrote a poem here."
A poem was written on the whiteboard in one stroke.
"He is invincible in the Xiantian realm, and a legend in the fetal breath; who is the most beautiful in the Qianlong class? Only Zuo Xiaoduo in the world!"
After Zuo Xiaoduo finished writing, he threw the pen to the ground, laughed loudly, and walked down from the podium, looking extremely happy.
That kind of wild and freehand painting is really unrestrained and uninhibited, with a bit of the meaning of "I laugh out loud at the sky and go out, how can I be a weed?"
Behind me, a voice suddenly sounded—
Wen Xingtian said coldly, "Where are you going? Come up and clean the whiteboard! Pick up the black pen for me! Why did you throw my black pen? What are you so proud of? Are you itching for trouble again?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was struck by lightning when he heard this; he turned around stiffly and looked at the door.
Just then, Wen Xingtian had a frosty face and was filled with murderous intent.
Zuo Xiaoduo rushed to the podium without saying a word, wiped the whiteboard clean at lightning speed, then picked up the black pen and handed it to Wen Xingtian with a flattering look on his face: "Teacher Wen, I didn't notice you were here just now... I just want to teach my classmates some cultivation experience, so that they won't be bullied by others when they go out..."
Wen Xingtian snorted: "You really have good intentions... Why don't you get out of here!"
"Hey!"
Zuo Xiaoduo immediately went to his seat.
Twenty people's shoulders trembled.
Several girls lowered their heads, their long hair covering their faces, and their bodies trembled with laughter.
So addictive!
It’s so refreshing!
This bitch deserves to be punished like this!
Let him show off, and then slap him in the face after he’s done!
Are you pretending to be a fool?!
It feels so good!
It feels so good!
As usual, everyone fought in the morning. Although there were fewer people, the battle was even more intense than before. The earth roared and thunder roared with each fight.
Three black-clad teachers and Wen Xingtian were watching from the side; they included a sword master, a knife master, and a spear master. These three were on duty today, and of course, there were other teachers on duty for other classes as well.
Qianlong Gaowu has quite a lot of teachers. There is not only one head teacher for each class, but there are multiple teachers on duty to teach students in accordance with their aptitude.
"Why didn't that student participate in the battle?" The black-clad sword master asked Wen Xingtian curiously.
"Well, his current strength is too high, far beyond his peers. It is meaningless for him to participate in sparring, and it will be disadvantageous to other students." Wen Xingtian sighed.
I have been teaching for a lifetime, and this is the first time I have encountered such a weird thing.
It is completely impossible to practice with people of the same level.
This is fucking so depressing.
It was still better before we broke through the fetal breathing. Everyone could bravely attack together and possibly wear it down.
But now, it has become completely impossible!
This kid has broken through the fetal breathing stage, and the rate of increase in strength is quite terrifying.
"Far superior to his peers? Harming other students? It seems like I haven't encountered such a thing for a long time?" The sword master suddenly became interested: "What weapon does he use?"
Wen Xingtian thought about it for a moment and said, "Sword!"
"sword?!"
The sword master became more interested after hearing this: "What a coincidence?"
Wen Xingtian coughed and said, "How about you practice with him, Teacher Zhang?"
Teacher Zhang Wencheng was immediately excited: "Okay."
"You just have to take it easy."
"How can I not count this?"
Wen Xingtian waved his hand and called Zuo Xiaoduo over: "Teacher Zhang wants to test your ability!"
As he spoke, he threw out two swords.
One is a regular alloy sword, and the other is a lighter and thinner sword.
Naturally, they couldn't use their personal weapons in this fight. Zuo Xiaoduo's weapon was a rare divine weapon. If he accidentally cut off Teacher Zhang's personal sword... that would be a bit bad.
Teacher Zhang obviously misunderstood and chuckled, "Old Wen, you are still careful. He is afraid that I will cut off his sword!"
Wen Xingtian rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the light sword and saluted: "Thank you for your teachings, teacher."
Teacher Zhang laughed and said, "Just use your best sword moves and don't hesitate to attack me. Teacher Wen said that you have just entered the fetal breathing state. Have you consolidated your foundation?"
"Disciple obeys the order."
Zuo Xiaoduo held the sword upright, holding the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, concentrating the sword intent in his heart and stimulating the sword heart in his heart; his waist straightened up, and the sword had not yet been unsheathed, but the whole person was like an unsheathed sword, standing out between heaven and earth with its sharp edge.
This was the sword heart that originally belonged to Qin Fangyang, but now Zuo Xiaoduo has completely absorbed it into his own understanding and has created his own style!
When Zhang Wencheng saw this, his eyes immediately lit up. What a great talent!
clang!
Zuo Xiaoduo drew his sword from its sheath, the sound was clear as a dragon's roar, but it also carried a faint sound like thunder. At this moment, people could already feel that the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning. Although it had not started to rain yet, a damp air was already growing between heaven and earth.
"Is this... water type?"
Teacher Zhang Wencheng's expression became more and more surprised, because he himself practiced water-based skills.
The next moment, Zuo Xiaoduo swung his sword and performed a series of clever moves. In an instant, raindrops began to flow between heaven and earth, and rain and fog gradually spread.
Upon seeing this, Wen Xingtian and the other two teachers all retreated fifteen feet away!
Teacher Zhang Wencheng also flashed his sword and forcefully rushed into the rain and fog. He slashed the sword diagonally, accurately pointing it at Zuo Xiaoduo's throat. Zuo Xiaoduo's body moved and swayed, continuously activating the Silk Rain Sword's sword intent, and both he and the sword merged into the rain and fog. The surroundings were like a five-mile fog, and the vision was no longer clear.
Ding ding ding…
There was a constant sound of swords clashing, which was the rapid collision of two swords.
The aura of Teacher Zhang kept changing. In just five seconds, it changed three times before it became stable.
The other two teachers' eyes widened immediately.
"Minister Wen, your student is really a bit of a monster!"
"Although Lao Zhang's own cultivation level is not the best in Qianlong, when it comes to the understanding of the sword, he is second to none in Qianlong. After only five seconds of fighting, he was forced by your student to use the Danyuan Realm sword intent, which is one level higher. This level of sword attainment is truly shocking and terrifying. The young are to be feared!"
Wen Xingtian didn't even look at it, he just stared at the fight between the other twenty people, and said calmly: "This is just the beginning, relying only on Dan Yuan realm sword intent is not enough."
"… "
The two teachers were speechless.
Isn’t that a bit too much
Even if this student's swordsmanship is superb, even weird.
It is dense and overwhelming, seemingly gentle and weak, but in fact it is full of murderous intent.
Both of them could see that if it was a life-and-death fight between opponents of the same level, Teacher Zhang would probably have died under his sword by now.
Zuo Xiaoduo's sword moves became more and more fierce, and the raindrops seemed more and more dense; the rich true energy flowing from his body was endless, and in just half a cup of tea, he had already exploded with all his strength, and the power was much greater than before!
It really seemed like a light rain.
As Zuo Xiaoduo's sword moves became more powerful, Zhang Wencheng's aura also surged.
"The peak of Dan Yuan Realm..."
…
Teacher Zhang Wencheng felt like he had seen a ghost at this moment.
This is simply incredible.
Generally, freshmen who have just entered school can learn sword techniques with ease, without any effort, and can do it without any effort. Even if they use sword techniques at the level of a martial artist, they can still handle them with ease and defeat the enemy.
Even if a student has reached the fetal breathing state, when it comes to fighting against this kind of enemy with swordsmanship, with his own experience, understanding of the way of the sword and self-control of the swordsmanship, the martial artist level is still enough to cope with it.
However, when facing Zuo Xiaoduo in front of him, he also used the power of the martial artist realm at the beginning, and found that he was immediately suppressed and was at an absolute disadvantage and might be defeated at any time; then he upgraded to the innate realm, but the situation did not improve at all, and he was still completely restrained.
The other two teachers became increasingly speechless.
Lao Zhang, you are teaching your students swordsmanship, but how come you are the one who raised the level four times
The teacher relied on his profound cultivation and the student's swordsmanship was superb, but this... this was the wrong way around!
What happened to making light of a heavy task
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