Chapter 36: Wu Feng, the God of War with Exploding Clothes!

Not only did he not have the pride of a teacher, he also described himself as a student like them, but he started a little earlier than them.

This immediately brought the relationship between the teacher and the students closer.

Han Yu believes that as a teacher, you don’t have to be strong, but you have to know what the students need most and how to teach them correctly.

Strength is only part of it. Life experience, experience, and correct values ​​can all be regarded as teaching and solving doubts.

A strong person is not only a person with strong strength, but also a person with a firm heart who can face the wind and rain with a smile and has strong beliefs.

If you are strong but don’t have the right values, you can only be regarded as a reckless man.

“Teacher Mu, what are these?”

A girl with long light green hair draped behind her asked timidly, giving people a feeling of weakness.

"Nanmen Yuner, this is a training soul guide specially designed by the teacher. It can improve your quality. You can take it for training. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

Mu Jin smiled, then picked up a white tiger stick, and bent it with both hands. The originally straight white tiger stick instantly became bent, forming a U-shaped shape.

Wu Feng looked at Mu Jin bending the white tiger stick so easily, and curled his lips with some disdain and said: "Teacher, this is too easy. I can bend ten sticks like this at the same time."

Hearing this, Mu Jin's mouth showed a curve, loosened his hand, restored the white tiger stick in his hand to its original state and said: "Okay, classmate Wu Feng, then you try it."

"Tsk!"

"Try it, I don't believe it can be so hard."

Wu Feng picked up the white tiger stick and bent it hard. To her surprise, the white tiger stick did not bend as she imagined.

On the contrary, it did not move at all, looking at the inquiring eyes of the students around him.

Wu Feng's face flushed and he shouted in a low voice.

The Red Dragon Spirit instantly possessed her body, and she seemed to have grown a few years older. She looked about 16 or 17 years old.

The school uniform she was wearing shattered and exploded, revealing the elastic leather jacket inside, which set off her perfect curves to the fullest.

"Huh? The God of War with Exploding Clothes?"

"It seems that you have to show your real skills, but the school uniform is a bit useless."

Han Yu, who was standing by, was surprised and watched with interest.

If he was not mistaken, when Mu Jin handed Wu Feng the White Tiger Stick, she quietly pressed the button on the handle to increase the toughness to the maximum.

When he came just now, Mu Jin introduced to him that the White Tiger Stick has four levels, each corresponding to the Soul Master to the Soul Sect. According to the current strength, it would be difficult to bend it without matching the strength of the Soul Sect.

"Hah!"

Wu Feng shouted, his body sank slightly, his feet opened about 15 degrees, he squatted slightly, bent his knees and half squatted, stretched his hands forward horizontally to hold the White Tiger Stick tightly, accumulating strength and preparing to bend it in one fell swoop.

"Is it coming? Judging from the posture, it should be able to move it." A student whispered.

"Wu Feng's martial soul is the red dragon. Although it is a sub-dragon, it can be regarded as a top martial soul. It is only slightly inferior to the white tiger martial soul. It is also known for its strong power." Ning Tian had a smile on his face, and he was obviously very confident in Wu Feng.

"Really? I don't think she can move it."

Just then, a somewhat cold voice came into Ning Tian's ears from behind, making her turn around and look.

Seeing Han Yu appear in front of her, Ning Tian was slightly stunned, then smiled slightly and said: "Why do you say that, classmate Han Yu, I think Sister Feng should be able to move it."

"How about we make a bet, bet on whether she can move it? I bet she can't move it."

Han Yu smiled slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

When he got closer, he found that Ning Tian was indeed good-looking, giving people a sense of nobility, making him feel that this person was very expensive, yes, just pure expensive.

How can a mobile treasure house not be expensive?

Ning Tian looked at Han Yu slightly, and could not help but nodded secretly, and nodded politely: "Hello, classmate Han Yu, let's meet formally. My name is Ning Tian, ​​and Wu Feng and I are from the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect."

"I wonder where such an outstanding genius as classmate Han Yu comes from. I guess her family must be extraordinary, right?"

Han Yu was stunned. I made a bet with her, but she wanted to ask me where I came from. What should I do?

After thinking for a moment, he said: "I am a nobody, just an orphan. As for genius, I can't say that I am only the fifth level of innate soul power."

I definitely can't tell her that I am from the Body Sect. I know in my heart that the reputation of the Body Sect on the mainland is not very good.

"Innate soul power level five, orphan?"

Even Ning Tian, ​​who was calm and composed, couldn't hold back his expression. He widened his eyes, covered his mouth with his hands, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Then how did you cultivate to this level, and your second soul ring is still purple."

"What? Level five?"

"Impossible, you are kidding."

The students around him obviously heard Ning Tian's exclamation, and they all looked unconvinced.

Mu Jin, who was standing aside, looked over in surprise. He didn't believe what Han Yu said at all, but he didn't expose it on the spot.

Han Yu smiled slightly, and his clothes moved without wind: "It's just luck."

"I can have this strength now, probably because I work harder. Geniuses can be divided into talented and hardworking types."

"It just so happens that I am a hardworking genius. Fortunately, my efforts have not been in vain, but I still can't catch up with you people with high innate soul power."

Seeing the students around him looking shocked and unbelievable, Han Yu did not intend to explain more. What he said was indeed the truth.

It was just that his starting point of hard work was a little higher, but he really worked hard, and he quite agreed with this.

Try to eat nutritious food, try to be beaten, and try to paddle in the sea.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Ning Tian also came back to his senses at this time, thinking in his heart that it was a close call, and he was almost deceived.

As the young master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, he naturally knew that Shrek Academy was not something an orphan could enter.

Han Yu cultivated to the second ring with the fifth-level innate soul power. There must be a big force behind him, but the other party was unwilling to reveal it.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, anyway, I am like this." Han Yu shrugged. Sometimes no one believes the truth.

Maybe most people think it is impossible, and it is also the bad nature of human beings.

If you are better than others and have better talents, people will take it for granted.

But if you have poor talents and are better than others, they will not accept it.

Seeing Han Yu silent, Ning Tian was sure that he was not telling the truth. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then I'll bet that Feng Mei is gay. What's the bet?"

"Are you really going to bet with me?"

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a curve crossed his lips. Someone sent money.

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