"Bald teacher, do I want to give you a second punch?" Ye Fan said indifferently, after finishing speaking, Xiao Wu, who was standing beside Ye Fan, gave a thumbs up, and kept praising Ye Fan, as if to say, well done!

"Gash gash glam! ......" When the bald teacher heard Ye Fan's question, he couldn't help but want to refuse Ye Fan, but before the words could be spoken, a mouthful of bitter and sour bile spit out all over the ground.

After throwing up for a while.

The bald teacher raised his head, looked at Ye Fan, who had been despised and despised by him, and said, "No, no, no, no......"

He shook his head and continued, "Are you their teacher, or a humanoid soul beast?" Oh, my God! This punch ......"

He wanted to say: this punch TM was like being overwhelmingly hit by a soul beast.

Where is this TMD boy's fist?

In the face of the bald teacher's repeated remarks that one is not a human and the other is a soul beast.

This made Ye Fan touch his nose in embarrassment, and looked up at the dark night sky.

I have to say that at this moment, Ye Fan felt that the bald teacher's bald hair loss really made sense.

He said simply: My God, I really said Ye Fan's hidden biggest secret identity in one bite!

Although he had no intention, Ye Fan listened intentionally.

If not now it is not appropriate to give a thumbs up and perform in appreciation of others; Otherwise, Ye Fan really wanted to give him a little red flower, and he encouraged and encouraged him to guess well!

"Ahem, cough, that, didn't I tell you just now, I'm strong!" Ye Fan coughed a few times, looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was kneeling on the ground with a painful face, and sent Ye Fan's exclusive words of comfort.

But when this 'I'm strong' fell into the bald teacher's ears, it felt unusually harsh.

He suddenly remembered, yes, this boy had shown from the beginning that he was strong; But I just didn't listen to him.

Now it's not just about losing face; At the same time, the 400-year glorious history of Canghui College has been lost.

A group of students and teachers are not the opponents of a 12-year-old child, which is destined to become a joke in his mouth in the future.

Ye Zhiqiu's face was pale and ugly, and a pair of blaming eyes stared at his group of students, who were the opponents they helped him choose, so that he could not die, but he wanted to pick the most fierce!

The bald teacher is furious!

"You little bunnies, who just suggested that I choose this demon??" The bald teacher wiped the bitterness from the corners of his mouth, got up from the ground with difficulty, and stared at a group of little rabbit cubs, who had just cheated him.

The onlookers also felt that they had seen the pit father, but they had not seen the pit teacher.

A group of students listened to the voices around them, looking at the teacher's angry eyes, scanning like machine guns.

One by one, the students felt the cold wind and hurriedly cleared themselves.

"Teacher, it's not me!"

"Teacher, it's not me either!"

……

As the classmates cleared up the relationship, the number of people became smaller and smaller, and the boy, known as one of the five tigers of Canghui Academy, couldn't bear the pressure and spoke.

"Teacher, don't I want to help you? I saw him silent, hiding behind a group of people in obscurity, I guessed that it must be a weak chicken, but I really didn't expect him to be like this...... So strong!! ”

"Okay, good, I remember you, awesome! When you go back, see how I teach you how to judge whether a person is strong or weak! The bald teacher said, clutching his chest.

In other words, the boy who is one of the five tigers would never have thought that his life would be difficult in the future.

"Stomping ......" At this time, there is a heavy footstep on the wooden ground, making a trampling sound.

A heavyweight figure appeared in front of everyone, and this figure was Zao Wou-Ki.

I saw him stretch out his palm, lean against the corner of his mouth, and cough dryly: "Ahem, cough, cough!" ”

"Ye Zhiqiu, you didn't lose unjustly!"

Being called out by a very powerful person made the bald teacher very puzzled: "Are you?" ”

"What? Don't recognize my old bear? Zao Wou-Ki used his golden soul power to turn into a long hair, which was directly perpendicular to his waist.

The bald teacher looked at the long hair created with golden soul power in confusion.

Suddenly, the bald teacher remembered.

"You are a strong King Kong bear, Zao Wou-Ki who has been in the east of the Hedong for 30 years! How did you end up here; You cut that once exploding black hair into a flat head, I really didn't recognize it! The bald teacher was surprised and said.

"I'm the ...... of their group of imps," Zhao Wouji pointed his finger at Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others.

"Teacher." Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others called out respectfully.

"Are you their teacher? You are also the teacher of this teenager. The bald teacher said.

"Ahem, sort of!" Zhao Wuji glanced at Ye Fan, felt a little empty in his heart, smiled awkwardly, and finally nodded and said.

"I see, I see, it's really a famous teacher and a high apprentice, Lord Zhao, which academy are you teaching in now? How have I never heard of it! "The bald teacher met the old man by chance, and his mood was much better than the anger just now, and he was a lot happier.

"Shrek Academy!" Zao Wou-Ki replied.

"Shrek Academy?" Ye Zhiqiu's face was confused when he heard the name of the school, he really hadn't heard of this school again, but it didn't prevent him from really admiring it, and continued: "It's really a place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!" Sooner or later, this young dragon will fly for nine days, and the one who stands at the top of the pyramid! Congratulations to Mr. Zhao for having such a valuable student! ”

"Lord Zhao, can you talk to us alone?" The bald teacher grinned and asked the thief.

"Lord Zhao, do you have any requirements for teachers? Is there still a shortage of teachers? ”

"There is no shortage of teachers." Zhao Wuji glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, who was covered in dust and had vomit on his right face, shook his head and said.

"Lord Zhao, I'm also getting old, and I should have abandoned curiosity, but I'm really curious, is this teenager really 12 years old?" Hearing Zao Wou-ki's answer, Ye Zhiqiu was a little disappointed, he likes to teach students, but he prefers to teach students well.

Every teacher has a complex of teaching students well, and he is no exception, he finally met a student with demonic talents, he really wants to pass on the experience of his life, even if Ye Fan does not need it, it is good to be famous as a strong person in the future.

At least when people talk about Ye Fan's demonic youth, they will mention his Ye Zhiqiu's name!

"It's true! If it's fake! Zao Wou-Ki replied with emotion.

"Alas! This god really doesn't let our group of older generations have a way to live, at such a young age, he can solve my Xuanwu Soul Martial Defense with one punch, by the way, Lord Zhao, can he break your defense with one punch? ”

"Ahem, of course not, I'm his teacher, if I am solved by him with a punch, then I haven't been this teacher for nothing?"

"Makes sense! Reasonable! ”

(End of chapter)