Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Strange Rival of the Fighting Door (Part I)

At night, everyone turned off the lights and fell asleep. The sun is rising and a new day is coming.

An Qing stretched her waist and got up to wash. Once you're done, admire yourself in the mirror for a while, put on your coat and get ready for class.

It's autumn, so there's a hint of coolness in the coolness. It's just right to put on a small coat.

"Hello!" greeted the sister in a newfound word.

The four of them got together again, and everyone tacitly added coats, and there was a warm feeling when they walked together.

"It's so nice that your feet can walk?" asked An Qing.

Yesterday and before the separation of the real good-looking, I took a good look at her injured foot for a while, but I don't know what happened, it was even more swollen, and at that time, An Qing was worried that it was really good-looking and had to use tools today to come to class. And now, although she is limping, she is in much better shape than yesterday.

"How can your sister fall so easily. It was so nice to raise her ostentatious smile and turn her thumb around to point at herself.

After speaking, he looked at An Qing mysteriously: "Yesterday, Yingyue didn't tell you anything, right?"

"I was so tired yesterday that I went back to my room to wash up and go to sleep. Am I missing something?"

It's so good-looking, I waved my hand again and again: "No, you didn't miss anything." ”

"There are really no three hundred taels of silver here. Yechen Xuan interjected.

Shiyin silently admired the interesting scene in front of him.

In this way, a few people talked and laughed and came to the Doumen Training Hall.

"Mr. Qiuhe?" Seeing the teacher coming towards him, he was really surprised to say what he thought in his heart.

How did she remember that the Doumen class didn't seem to be the Qiuhe teacher coming up, and the teacher seemed to be called... What's it called... At a critical time, the brain is not good again.

Teacher Qiuhe calmly moved the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose and walked in front of the students: "Some students were a little surprised by my arrival just now. Now let me explain it to you.

Actually, I am the substitute teacher of this class, and the teacher of the Doumen class has something to ask for, at least for a month, and at most for a semester. So it's possible that I'll give you a lesson this semester. ”

"Welcome, welcome, I like Akihe's class the most. ”

At this time, Wang Xiaohua appeared on the stage, and Mr. Qiuhe substituted for the teacher. That means you can take a look at the beauty of Mr. Qiuhe. Anyway, she Wang Xiaohua has no opinion on this matter.

While thinking about it, his eyes looked at Yechen Xuan again: Hee-hee~~~

I see the teacher in the morning and my classmates in the afternoon. It was such a fitting day.

At this time, the whispers of the surrounding classmates brought out An Qing and the four of them. Coincidentally, the four of them happened to be in the middle, and unlike the people around them, the four of them waited intently for the teacher to say the following. In stark contrast to the surrounding classmates, it also just confirms four words: the people who eat melons.

In An Qing's words: I'm here to learn, and other things have nothing to do with me.

In really good-looking words: Teacher Qiuhe is very handsome, but the age difference between us is too big, so I can't arouse Miss Ben's interest.

In Yechenxuan's words: No matter who comes to class, if you don't speak well, you will die!!

In the words of Shiyin: What does this have to do with me?

'Ahem' 'Ahem'

There was another light cough, and the students consciously quieted down.

"Since it's a fighting class, are there any students who want to take the initiative to come up and challenge?"

"Is the teacher challenging you?" a boy with long hair raised his hand.

Teacher Qiuhe smiled slightly: "If you want to challenge me, you are not enough here." Let's start with the students. ”

Speaking of 'here,' Akihe pointed to his wise head.

Then the loud and imposing voice made the students feel excited. Quickly enter a state of tension.

"Out of the queue. The sonorous and powerful words issued a command, like a general's order, with an indisobedient command in the majesty.

The boy walked quickly to his side, and Qiuhe said to the boy, "Choose a doumen opponent." ”

The boy pointed casually, and the boy who had been huddled in the corner was startled, only to hear a 'bang', and the unknown object in the boy's hand fell to the ground.

The expression on the young man's face became even more proud, and a rampant smile was wanton on his face: "Teacher, I chose him to be my opponent." ”

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the boy was afraid of the boy. Judging from the faint energy emanating from the boy's body, this was not an evenly matched fight.

"Hmph, anyway, the teacher asked me to choose a fighting opponent, so it's better to choose a weak one." See if I don't beat him to the ground. The boy was secretly proud in his heart.

"Out of the queue. Seeing that the boy didn't react for a long time, Qiu He reminded him.

"Teacher. "It's so nice to talk to. Looking at the boy's scared appearance, it was really unbearable to look good, and this was an unfair fight. Such a fight will only make the proud more proud, and the loser more discouraged. In addition, it does not play a role in improving the ability of the trainees at all.

An Qing put her hand on the really good-looking hand, shook her head, and motioned for her not to move yet. Now they haven't made it clear to Mr. Qiuhe's intentions, and they can't give him the name of 'bullying'. After watching the whole fight and clarifying Mr. Qiuhe's thoughts, it is reasonable to make a move.

The boy walked slowly to the front, and no one urged him again. Everyone also silently sympathized with the boy in their hearts.

"Then our fight begins. An evil smile emanated from the boy's face.

"Wait a minute. Akira interrupted the boy's brewing breath and turned to the boy, "You can pick another teammate to join you." It starts after reciprocal names. ”

The boy turned in the direction of the cadets. It's so good-looking to seize the opportunity to step forward, but it's still not as fast as another girl.

"I'll come. The girl went straight from the second row, rolled over and crossed in front of the boy.

Because it was a fighting class, I chose to take the class in the playground, and the students consciously lined up in two rows. It's so nice in the first row, and the girls are in the second row. In order to grab the position, the girl rolled herself in front of the boy.

"How's it going? Am I honest enough?" the girl patted the dust off her body and stood up.

This roll, everyone noticed her. The girl's figure seems to be a little... Fat.

If it weren't for the girl's self-knowledge, get over here, it's so good-looking, maybe it's all in front of the boy.

The girl smiled at everyone's surprised expressions.

"I don't weigh 150 pounds. ”

"150 pounds?" An Qing and Zhengood-looking glanced at each other. The girl in front of her has short arms and legs, and she looks like a walking ball from a distance!

"Are you sure you want to be on a team with me?" said the boy, surprised that someone else would choose to join him.

The girl nodded firmly: "I'm here for you." ”

"Hey, how can I smell the sweetness in the air. Wang Xiaohua took the opportunity to coax.

An Qing and the others also found it very interesting because of such a sentence, and laughed with everyone.

"My name is Windy. I'm majoring in Yellow Wind, so be careful. The boy began to introduce himself.

"Just call me fat, I'm a power player, and I mainly fight against style. After speaking, Chubby looked at Feng Da with a smug face. Feng Da turned his head and signaled that he didn't believe what Chubby said.

"I... My name is Xiaogang, and my power is transparent......" said at the end, everyone pricked up their ears to hear clearly.

"And the transparent energy?" asked Yechen Xuan, tilting his head.

"It's like it's a color that people with low internal forces and energy that have not evolved. Yechenxuan thought about it for a long time before he remembered an overview of this color. Even in the library there are very few records of transparent colors. Because humans with transparent colors have been classified as a group without development. So this kind of color is naturally not noticed.

"It's good to have a prince by your side. ”

Facing Shang Shiyin's smiling eyes, Yechenxuan turned his head and stopped talking to him. There's a lot they don't have to say between them, but it's clear that now isn't the time.