The award ceremony, which should have been a huge ceremony, was completed silently, which had to arouse the suspicion of the students.

Some say a glittering sword, some say a solid armor, others say ......

But what exactly is this championship reward,

Probably only the three Simons and their mentors, who are the champions, know.

The students of Elite Class B are noisy as usual, and Tutor Wang Yan has not yet arrived, which means that they still have a lot of rest time.

In the past few days, Tutor Wang Yan has given them the physical education class of love, which has made them deeply aware of the horror of physical education class.

But one yard to one yard, hard work to hard work, the final result is still very clear,

Among them, the most obvious result is probably the legendary incident of Wang Pan single-handedly overthrowing 4,000 people.

"Da! da!" Heavy footsteps sounded from the doorway, with the meaning of malicious stamping.

The students continued their leisure time as if they hadn't heard it.

"Shhhhh

Sulina nodded and complied.

As for Wang Pan's words, Simon can't take care of it, the distance is too far, and he is also the noisiest existence in the class.

Champion, you have to be a bit of a champion, how can you be embarrassed to say that you are a champion if you are not arrogant!

A figure had unconsciously appeared in the doorway, with a gray scarf hanging from its neck.

His cold eyes swept over all the students, especially the circle of concentration around Wang Pan, which made the originally extremely high temperature in the class drop a lot in an instant.

“...... Looks like you're happy, aren't you?" the middle-aged man said lightly.

"!" Student A.

"!" Student B.

"?!" Wang Pan.

It was none other than Tirde, who was supposed to be their homeroom teacher!

Since Tirde will appear here, it means that they will not have to be forced into physical education class by Wang Yan, but it may be even more miserable.

What's even more amazing is that the students don't even know when he came!

Tyrde's sudden appearance caused all the students to return to their positions and straighten their waists.

Tyrde's eyes were on the students, and the students tried their best to pretend to be well-behaved and sensible, hoping that they would not be targeted by Tyrde.

Tirde's temper is notoriously weird, and even the entire kingdom of Cagnir knows it.

Once targeted, the end must be miserable.

Seeing that the students were quiet, Tirde stepped into the classroom,

"I don't need to introduce myself with my name, do I?"

"From today onwards, I will officially guide you as the head teacher of your class, whether you are civilians or young masters, I will treat you equally. ”

"So in the days to come, I hope you don't let me down!" said Tirde with his hands pressed on the podium.

The students did not dare to speak, not because of his status as the head teacher, but because of a cold and biting cool air blowing around their necks.

The cool air made the students break out in a cold sweat.

For Simon and Sulina, who had long since noticed Tilde's arrival, the chill was not so severe, only mild.

As for Wang Pan, he has long been doubtful of life by the cool air.

It feels like a cold blizzard slapping wildly in his face!

"I heard about the results of your trial, you did a good job, and you didn't lose my face and Wang Yan!"

In an instant of Tirde's encouragement, everyone felt the cool air behind them disappear, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"But one yard is one yard, you're still too noisy, can you be quiet?!"

Tylde slapped the podium angrily as he spoke, and this time the cool air was no longer blowing slowly from behind, but was blowing towards the students with Tylde as the center.

What kind of teacher is in front of them, this is simply a moving tornado!

Tirde rewarded and punished Simon and Sulina, who were calm, and it was only a slight wind that blew on them, and it even felt a little cool in this situation.

“...... Woohoo...... ...... "Wang Pan's face was blown and twitched up and down wildly on his face, and the wind pressure concentrated on him was twice that of others, and his face was about to cramp.

“...... Phew, let's go, I'll help you test your magic power first, come with me. ”

Tyrde took a deep breath, stopped the pressure on the students, and walked out of the classroom door towards the playground dedicated to Elite B.

“...... Woo poof......" The wind pressure stopped abruptly, and Wang Pan fell on the table, his cheeks really trembling to an indescribable degree.

The students also followed in misery, this Tilde had an even more bizarre temper than rumored, and the days ahead were not very pleasant.

on the playground.

"The test is pretty simple, use all your strength to shoot the fireball spell at me, and I'll rate you according to your power in turn. ”

Tylde said as he stood across from the students.

He was more willing to trust his own feelings than those easy magic tests.

Only after experiencing it for himself can he know the real material of each student.

Whether they are geniuses or pretends, it is clear at a glance.

"Then I'll come first!" one of the students walked out of the group, impatient.

The coercion that Tylde had just exerted on him was not much lighter than that of Wang Pan, so that he could still feel the obvious pain on his cheeks now.

It would be nice to be able to pour out his accumulated anger on him!

"Teacher, you can take it, the fireball technique infused with all my magic power!" With the shouts of the students, a huge fireball burst out of his hand and blasted towards Tyrde.

Judging from the size alone, it is already twice the size of Tirde, how to take it!

"Rubbish!" Tirde slapped his hand, and the huge fireball was so shattering that he didn't even use his magic power!

The students were also stunned by this blow, although it would not cause damage, but how could such a large fireball disperse in one shot???

"Don't blindly sacrifice for size, it will be worth the loss, you should concentrate your magic at one point so that you can maximize the damage. ”

"Go on, it's your magic!" Tylde grabbed his hand forward, grasping the magic that had not yet dissipated, condensing it into a fireball the size of a silver needle and shooting it towards the student!

"———— poof!"

The fireball flew towards him like a stone, slamming firmly into his abdomen, and the student was knocked out of the way.

"As punishment, go and run the playground three times!" said Tilde coldly.

The student didn't dare to slack off, and began to run around the playground with his abdomen covered.

"Next!" Tylde didn't look at the student anymore, silently waiting for the next student to arrive.

"Hey, look at me!"

"It's too weak, five laps off!"

"My full blow!"

"It's such a waste of magic, 3 laps off!"

"Fireball!"

"Very good, your control is good, but lack of proficiency, 5 out of 10 gives you 5 points and a penalty for a lap!"

Under Tirder's harsh test, no matter how the students unleashed their magic, the final answer was always to run the playground.

Soon, the students were almost done testing, and it was Simon's turn to finish at the bottom.

But Simon also wondered,

Fireball should be,

How do you put it?

Simon hadn't studied magic since he was a child, and he was busy studying materials from another world all day.

He was in a world full of magic, but he didn't know exactly how to release it.

In other words, he was no different from a native, and could only stay where he was.

“...... Hmm, let it go!" Tylde urged.

“...... That, Mr. Tillde, he should be the fireball technique, how did he put it?" Simon said embarrassedly, scratching his temples with his fingers.

Simon'???s words were far beyond Tillder's expectations.

Can't set fireballs? What kind of weirdness is this?

“...... You kid, what are you going to do with me?" the storm silently began to blow around Tyrde, rolling up a few bamboo leaves on the ground and flying in the air.

"No, teacher, I really won't!" Simon's tone was very sincere, and it didn't look like he was lying at all.

"Try to convert the magic in your body into fire and condense it in your hands, and the spell will do as they say. Tylde tried to calm his temper as fast as he could.

The world is so big, there is no shortage of wonders!

Simon did as Tylde had said, closing his eyes and condensing the magic in his hands.

If he's not mistaken, he seems to have unleashed the Fireball Technique when he was a child, as long as he felt it at the time.

“...... It's!" The students were amazed by the magic that gathered around Simon.

What a lot of magic!

This magic can simply overwhelm people.

"......" Even Tirde's brow furrowed inadvertently.

Now Simon has only one thought in his heart,

Cohesion, cohesion, cohesion!

Focus all the magic he can muster on this one blow!

“...... I'm a good girl, what's that?" Wang Pan stopped running and stopped to watch.

"It's too ......," Surina was also shocked by Simon's amazing magic.

“...... Oh, it's kind of interesting!" Yu Yinglian, who was playing with the little animal on the side, licked her lips excitedly.

Simon's vast magic and Tyrde's storm invisibly engage in fierce battles,

The collision between the two caused chaos in the surrounding air.

Strong, it's too strong!

Is this powerful magic really just a student?

"———— roar!" came the high-pitched dragon groan.

The magic circle that was born when Simon released his magic expanded four times, and a fire dragon flew out of it in the form of a snake.

The eyes of the fire dragon flashed with the arrogant temperament of the dragon clan, and the flame scale armor on his body was powerful and domineering, and he was undoubtedly a dragon in pure oriental mythology!

Not good!

The moment he saw the fire dragon, Tirde felt bad, this is also outrageous!

"Go!" Tirde waved his hand, counting the wind ring and reinforcing the fire dragon.

It didn't take long for the fire dragon to fly towards a height of 100,000 miles under the guidance of his magical power.

The fire dragon went straight up, and the high-pitched dragon groan never stopped, resounding throughout the kingdom of Cagnir.

"What sound?"

"Oh my God, look what's that!"

"What the hell is this?"

Although people have heard of dragons, they do not look like this.

In their impression, the dragon should have a pair of large wings, and a body!

“...... Tsk, what the hell!" Bishop Poole smacked his lips as he stood by the window and looked at the dragon.

Tylde stood in place, breathing heavily.

It would have cost him a lot of energy to stop that just now.

He would never have imagined that a student's magic power would reach such a huge level.

If he hadn't stopped it just now, I'm afraid the entire bamboo forest would have been swallowed by this flame!

It's really scary just to think about.

"Look, are you done?!" Tylde shouted as he noticed the students who had stopped running.

"You too, you can't even control the amount of your own mana, go for three laps!" Tylde ordered Simon.

"Yes!" Simon replied and ran around the playground.

But I'm still a little depressed.

Didn't you attack you with all your might?