I heard Chen Weiyu mention the title "Brother Mo".

Zhang Xiaoyang subconsciously couldn't help but breathe.

Brother Mo's full name is Tang Moyong, and he is the head teacher of Class 7 of the second year of high school.

Tang Moyong's face is not only very majestic, but the whole person also has a legendary domineering atmosphere, as long as he appears in the classroom of Class 7 of the second year of high school, anyone will only dare to study with their heads down.

Zhang Xiaoyang looked at Chen Weiyu's expression when he mentioned Brother Mo, and he understood in his heart that even in this life, Brother Mo's majesty was still there.

If there was no sect simulator, Zhang Xiaoyang would definitely agree to Chen Weiyu without hesitation, guaranteeing that he would not sleep in class.

But now......

Zhang Xiaoyang could only look at Chen Weiyu with complicated eyes:

"Lao Chen, I practiced until more than three o'clock last night......"

According to Zhang Xiaoyang's plan, from today onwards, he will basically go to the Fantasy World if he can go to the Fantasy World to cultivate.

In other words, "sleep when you can".

Chen Weiyu instantly understood, and he patted Zhang Xiaoyang's arm:

"I didn't recruit Brother Mo, but I will try my best to help you on Mr. Sun's side. ”

Zhang Xiaoyang gave Chen Weiyu a thank you look, and there was not much need for words between the two.

Soon, Mr. Sun walked into the classroom of Class 7 of the second year of high school with a faint smell of perfume in his high heels.

Zhang Xiaoyang was not in a hurry to go to the fantasy world immediately, he first listened carefully to Teacher Sun's lecture, and after finding out that Teacher Sun's lesson today had nothing to do with his improvement of strength, Zhang Xiaoyang began to pile up the books on the desk one by one.

Zhang Xiaoyang calculated that at about eleven o'clock this morning, the sect master of the Barbarian Bull Sect would bring someone to the Yang Sect to find trouble.

Although he was quite relieved of Wu Hanchu in his heart, Zhang Xiaoyang's cultivation speed in the Fantasy World was equivalent to speeding up tenfold, and secondly, Zhang Xiaoyang still wanted to see with his own eyes how Wu Hanchu dealt with the Barbarian Bull Sect.

There are two classes of martial arts general knowledge, each class is forty minutes, and there is a ten-minute break between classes, for a total of 90 minutes.

Converted to the fantasy world, it is 15 hours.

Zhang Xiaoyang's books and textbooks before meeting him were so high that he couldn't see Teacher Sun, he directly propped one hand on his chin, pretending to be listening to the class, but in fact, if Teacher Sun didn't walk in front of him, he could only see Zhang Xiaoyang's white and pure forehead.

Then Zhang Xiaoyang immediately entered the fantasy world.

It's like a teenager who secretly plays games in class.

But it's a game that can really get stronger.

Inside the Yang Sect.

Under the sunset, Wu Hanchu was practicing his sword skills, looking terrifying.

Zhang Dazhuang and a few miscellaneous old people are not in the sect.

Zhang Xiaoyang listened to the conversation of the other miscellaneous old men for a while, and knew that Zhang Dazhuang and they went down the mountain to recruit disciples.

Zhang Xiaoyang floated on the martial arts arena and began to practice the mental part of the "Thunder Sword Technique".

On Lanxing's side, after Zhang Xiaoyang's disguise, Teacher Sun didn't find that Zhang Xiaoyang was sleeping, and Zhang Xiaoyang spent two classes safely.

In the morning, there are seven classes with running, and after 12:10 p.m., the eighth class will start at 2:30 p.m.

At the end of the third class, Zhang Xiaoyang opened his eyes and returned to Blue Star.

In the fourth and fifth classes, Zhang Xiaoyang didn't dare to sleep.

Just because, these two classes are the classes of the head teacher Mo Ge.

Zhang Xiaoyang instinctively didn't dare to sleep in Brother Mo's class.

Brother Mo's class was a pill class, which also allowed Zhang Xiaoyang to understand that there were already many kinds of pills on Blue Star.

Every alchemist who graduated from college has a very good salary.

After the fifth class, it was already half past ten.

Just when Zhang Xiaoyang thought that he could enter the fantasy world immediately, Brother Mo suddenly spoke:

"I'm still in the next class, and Mr. Zhou has something to do temporarily, so he changed classes with me. ”

Teacher Zhou is Zhang Xiaoyang's cultivation method teacher, specializing in studying and explaining cultivation methods.

Zhang Xiaoyang's face suddenly became extremely difficult to look at.

The battle between the Barbarian Bull Sect and the Yang Sect will most likely occur in the next class.

Zhang Xiaoyang really couldn't help but not fight the fantasy world view.

Zhang Xiaoyang was extremely entangled in his heart, and finally when there was only one minute left in the recess, Zhang Xiaoyang directly found the head teacher Tang Moyong:

"Teacher Tang, I suddenly feel very sick to my stomach, and I may need to take a leave of absence for the next class to go to the infirmary or hospital for a check-up. ”

Zhang Xiaoyang's impression in Brother Mo's heart is still relatively good, so Brother Mo did not embarrass Zhang Xiaoyang and nodded:

"Go ahead, your body matters. ”

Zhang Xiaoyang was overjoyed and hurriedly ran out of the classroom.

At the same time, the class bell rang just in time.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xiaoyang looked at the closed infirmary, and kept angrily scolding the school doctor in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoyang walked around the infirmary, and finally he frowned and ran into the toilet.

Except for the toilet, Zhang Xiaoyang didn't know where else he could go to sleep for a class at the moment.

Fortunately, the toilet was quite tidy and didn't stink at all.

Zhang Xiaoyang looked at the toilets with "boxes" on both sides, he was in a hurry to go to the fantasy world, so he didn't think much about it, he directly found a "box" and slipped in, locked the door with his backhand, and then sat on the toilet lid and immediately went to the fantasy world.

"The living people of the Wild Boar Sect, all of them are out of Lao Tzu!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaoyang arrived in the fantasy world, a violent shout happened to sweep through the entire Yang Sect.

Outside the gate of the Yang Sect, there were hundreds of people standing mightily.

The first man was an old man with a white beard, but this old man, who was extremely tall and muscular, exhaled with white breath from his nostrils.

He was holding a large axe, and he just stood there, giving the impression of an ancient beast.

This person is the sect master of the Barbarian Bull Sect, Niu Daqiang.

Half a step behind Niu Daqiang, there was an old man in gray cloth standing, who was actually the only elder of the Barbarian Niu Sect.

And behind Niu Daqiang and the elders of the Barbarian Bull Sect, the momentum and coercion brought by the hundreds of Manniu Sect teachers and disciples were also quite powerful.

"Sect Master, is this really the sect of the Wild Boar Sect? You see that the inscription on this stone is called Yang Sect? Are we going wrong?"

One of the coaches of the Wild Bull Sect looked at the marble engraved with the word Yang Sect suspiciously.

"Stupid! The Wild Boar Sect knew that they were going to die, wouldn't it even do anything to change the name of the sect?

This mountain road of the Wild Boar Sect, Lao Tzu has been walking for decades!

If these people in the Wild Boar Sect are unwilling to surrender today, then Lao Tzu will push them to the ground together with the Wild Boar Sect!"

Niu Daqiang turned his head and scolded, so frightened that the coach immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Lao Tzu knows that there are people inside, so get out of here! Get out, get out, come out-"

Niu Daqiang gathered his luck, and then drank heavily towards the Yang Sect again!

Bang!

The closed gate of the Yang Sect was directly blown into sawdust under Niu Dazhuang's loud shout!

"You, have you called enough?"

Among the sawdust flying in the sky, a young man with a knife slowly stepped out of the Yang Sect with a calm expression.

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