Self-introduction

Chapter 16 Self-introduction

The young teacher walked behind the podium, his eyes just swept through these students, and the world became quiet.

"My name is Wu Changkong!" said the young teacher lightly, "In the next six years, you will be my students."

"The first thing I want to emphasize is that you just pretend that Director Long Hengxu said nothing. You should just pretend that you didn't hear it. Even if you are a bunch of waste, I will make you the strongest among your peers. Unless you drop out of school, , that's your goal for the next six years."

Speaking arrogant words in a plain tone instantly attracted the attention of all the students in the class.

"There is a beginning to introduce yourself. You have to say what kind of soul master you want to become. Start!"

Simple and straightforward, no exaggeration.

"Hello everyone, my name is Yun Xiao, the martial soul star plate, the soul power level 12. The goal is to become a smart auxiliary soul master." The classmate sitting in the first row soon began to introduce himself, but his voice was A little trembling.

"Tang Wulin, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, Level 11. The goal is..." Speaking of this, Tang Wulin paused for a moment, "I don't have a goal yet."

I don’t know who muttered below, “You’re a waste of martial soul, of course you have no goal.”

"Swoosh!" A chalk head flew out accurately like a guided missile, just as it fell into the student's mouth.

"Vomit!" The chalk head had a spiral force that penetrated directly into his throat, causing the student to retching immediately.

Wu Changkong said coldly: "In this world, there are no wasteful martial souls, only wasteful people. When talking about others' waste, first think about what kind of virtue you are. If you are not wasteful, you will be assigned to the fifth class." ? ”

The coldness and strength of Wu Changkong immediately made the whole class silent.

"continue."

"Xie Xie, the martial soul light dragon dagger, soul power level 18, agile attack type combat soul master."

When the words "Level 18" were released, it immediately caused the whole class to exclaim. Level 18, nine years old and eighteen, this is a real genius! And he is also a soul master. If you upgrade to two levels, you can enter the level of the Great Soul Master. Anyone who can become a great soul master before the age of twelve can be called a genius.

"Nan Fusheng, the martial soul is a worm of time, its soul power is thirteenth level, and its goal is to control the battle soul master."

It was soon Nan Fusheng's turn to introduce himself, but because Xie Xie's self-introduction was introduced before, his soul power cultivation did not arouse any surprise.

Except for Xie Xie and Nan Fusheng, Yun Xiao’s level 12 is considered high. Most of the other students are at the level 11 that they have just been admitted to the school, and their martial souls are also strange. There are almost no strong martial spirits.

Of course, Tang Wulin's blue silver grass is still the worst. This seems to have become a law.

"The class will start tomorrow. The formal class will be held. My teaching method will be a little different from other teachers. If you are afraid of hardship, fatigue, and pain, transfer to school as soon as possible or find a way to change classes. If you stay, be mentally prepared. get out of class will be over."

Wu Changkong left with his long legs and his body straight away, and the class instantly exploded. The vast majority of them are talking about this cold and handsome teacher.

At the same time, Nan Fusheng also noticed that Tang Wulin and Xie Xie walked out of the classroom one by one, thinking that they were going to fight in their small park.

Nan Fusheng had no idea of ​​interfering, but just walked out of the classroom and prepared to go back to the dormitory to practice. After all, Wu Changkong also said that the class would not be officially launched tomorrow.

The next morning...

"The soul power has reached level 14, and it is really different with a power bank. Should I find a few more? Based on my current ability, if I have shallow parasitics, I can only find another six."

Nan Fusheng finished his practice and lamented the power of parasitic ability. The only pity is that now, at most, can only maintain nine at the same time. If you want deep parasitics, then for each deep parasitic one, shallow parasitics will be reduced by three, so Nan Fusheng should carefully consider the objects of deep parasiticism.

The objects with shallow parasitics can be separated at any time, but deep parasitics are not that easy.

After washing up, Nan Fusheng took three roommates straight to the cafeteria, but he heard it as soon as he entered.

"You have insulted my body and you must not let you insult my personality again. If I agree, I will definitely do it."

The young people are playing so well now. Nan Fusheng turned his head and glanced at him, oh, it turned out to be Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.

"Yo, Wulin, long time no see."

Nan Fusheng went to get a meal B, and after paying, he walked directly to Tang Wulin's table. Hey, there were so many plates piled up, at least fifteen of them.

"Well, long time no see, Fusheng."

Tang Wulin saw Nan Fusheng coming and replied directly. Actually, when he was in Class 5 yesterday, he wanted to say hello to Nan Fusheng. After all, Nan Fusheng is his only acquaintance in this strange city.

Unfortunately, after class yesterday, Xie Xie insisted on pulling him into a fight. Afterwards, the two of them were unconscious for an afternoon, and it was almost evening when they returned to the college.

"Hello, this classmate, my name is Nan Fusheng, I am Wulin's fellow villager!" Nan Fusheng said.

"Xie Xie."

Xie Xie replied coldly, then ignored Nan Fusheng. The main focus was a cold and arrogant style, but his face looked a little ugly. After all, Tang Wulin had already eaten nearly twenty A meals, and he was the one who paid for it.

Nan Fusheng did not pay attention to Xie Xie's attitude. Instead, he chatted with Tang Wulin for a while and asked about his recent situation. When asked about this, Tang Wulin complained bitterly, saying that he had a fight with his roommate after entering the academy and was fined. As they chatted, they talked about Na'er's departure, which made Tang Wulin even sadder. Then he ate faster and turned his grief and anger into appetite...

Wu Changkong wore a pair of gray, black and white plaid pants and a white shirt today. It looked very simple. But it set off his slender figure perfectly.

He just stood there, and the cold aura he exuded made all the students in Class 5 silent.

"Starting today, the class will be formal. Most of your courses will be taught by me personally. Everyone stand up." Wu Changkong said coolly.

All the students stood up quickly.

"Follow me!" Wu Changkong put his hands in his pockets and walked out. The students followed behind him. They were all freshmen and had no concept of queuing. It looked a bit chaotic. However, in front of the powerful aura of the cold and arrogant male god, no one dared to make a loud noise.

Wu Changkong took them to the playground, "Two people in a row, stand up."

Wu Changkong said in a deep voice: "The first lesson today is to show your strength. Later, we will directly conduct actual combat, and I will be the referee. Single elimination. Let me see your strength."

A female student raised her hand timidly and said: "Teacher Wu, I am a weapon soul master, do I also need actual combat?"

Wu Changkong said coldly: "On the battlefield, if you tell your enemy that you are a weapon soul master, will he not kill you? The first group of preparations will start from your side." He pointed casually and pointed to Tang Wulin and an unknown classmate.

"Great, let's compete in strength! I don't believe that you are stronger than me." This classmate named Zhou Changxi is a roommate of Tang Wulin. It seems that the two seem to have some grudges.

Tang Wulin didn't say anything. Wu Changkong directed the students to spread out and form a circle.

"At the beginning, there are no rules. You can use any means to defeat the opponent." Wu Changkong said lightly, and his words were obviously directed at all the students.

The result is obvious. In the competition of strength with Tang Wulin, Zhou Changxi was beaten directly to the point of doubting his life. Tang Wulin didn't even use his martial spirit.

"Why don't you use your martial spirit?" Wu Changkong looked at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin said, "He said he wanted to compete with me in strength."

Wu Changkong's eyes were cold, "He asked you to eat shit, would you eat it? Treat every battle as if you were on the battlefield. Defeating your opponent is your only goal. Even a lion fighting a rabbit must go all out. Don't give your opponent a chance. Advance and wait for the next game."

Lose and be eliminated, win and be scolded. The psychological pressure on the students suddenly increased.

In the following competitions, except for the one in which Xie Xie killed his opponent in seconds, Wu Changkong scolded him in almost every game.

"You, and you, you two fight."

Until Nan Fusheng and his roommate Zhao Xiao faced off.