Chapter Eighty-Seven: Grouping
When the math teacher turned his head to look at the eleven people in front of him, the body of the sophomore captain standing three meters away from him exuded a scorching aura, and strange cultivation energy flowed in the meridians of his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Draw your sword and swing it all in one go.
"Shame ......"
The scorching sword qi pierced the math teacher's head directly, and the math teacher's body was split in two, and the flesh was even steamed away by the high temperature.
The power of the sword qi continued unabated, and all the dirty viscous blood on the surrounding playground track evaporated and disappeared, and the energy was close to all the teachers on the podium.
"What a strong cultivator."
Everyone present was shocked by the aura caused by Yang Yu's move to draw his sword and slash.
It's just that when the sword mark approached the podium, the cheongsam woman who was speaking in the center opened her face and mouth, and the sword qi in front of her was directly swallowed into the unknown space and disappeared.
The rules of this rally did not state that 'it is not allowed to do anything to the teachers', and Yang Yu had already regarded this rally as a perfect opportunity to kill all the teachers.
It's just that looking at the math teacher who was killed and vanished in front of him, Yang Yu's face was not good-looking.
"There's no core." Yang Yu muttered angrily.
Two seconds passed, and at the entrance to the playground, the twisted math teacher reappeared and crawled to the lectern in the center of the playground.
"Such a powerful knife technique, killing my body in an instant. You make me nostalgic for the days when I was hunted down and killed outside, but no
The people who hunted me down are almost dead, but I'm here at rest...... Ha ha! You better draw lots, we teachers don't dare to disobey the will of the 'cinema'. ”
The emaciated math teacher shook her head frantically and let out a maniacal laugh.
"Zhenzhen, how's that?"
Yang Yu transmitted the voice to Zhen Zhen, and from the beginning of stepping here, Zhen Zhen secretly cooperated with Yang Yu to depict the "playground area" and the teachers on the lecture platform with Yang Yu's ability to draw Ji.
"The spirits of the old women in the teachers are constantly interfering, and there is no way to keep them inhibited. There is still one hole card, if you use it now, I am afraid that it will achieve the effect, and you can decide, captain. Sister Zhenzhen responded.
"Then don't worry, Feng Tao's body hasn't recovered yet, and it's a loss to fight. Take your time, there are still a lot of secrets hidden in this school, and it's only been two days, which is quite abundant. ”
Yang Yu withdrew the hot sword in his hand and observed the human head carousel composed of twelve heads in the center of the crowd.
Regarding Yang Yu's attack on the math teacher, the rest of the teachers did not show any anger or aggression, and quietly waited for the eleven people to complete the lottery ceremony.
First, the sophomore team of four people began the draw.
When Yang Yu broke open the jaw of one of the heads, a large amount of filth was vomited out of his mouth, and a white note was sandwiched between them, which was unfolded with the number '5'.
After the sophomore team finished drawing the notes in turn, Yu Jing led his seven team members to pull out the notes from the remaining heads in turn.
"I hope it's not Number Four, the head teacher must stay at the end to kill ...... No. 3 is good, Li Quanyi, this guy hasn't had enough fun in the music classroom last time," Yu Jing thought to himself.
However, when Yu Jing unfolded the note in his hand, the number '6' was written on it, which corresponded to the deformed black stiff standing at the end of the podium with blank eyes and carrying a huge coffin - the history teacher.
"History teacher? Not bad. ”
Immediately after the rest of the members finished the note, Yu Jing looked at the note unfolded in Yu Xiaoxiao's hand with concern, but unfortunately it was not the number '6' that matched him, but the number '3' that corresponded to the music teacher.
"Yu Jing, do you want me to help you kill this man?" Yu Xiaoxiao turned her head and asked obediently.
"Feel free to let me kill him with my own hands. Xiaoxiao, you better be careful, the other party's mental power is very strong...... Also, let's see how the overall arrangement is, and don't rush to kill people. ”
"Okay." Yu Xiaoxiao nodded obediently.
When everyone has drawn lots, the special examination team of the two people has been assigned.
No. 1 sign: Bai Xiao and Ning Yanzhi, corresponding to the red cheongsam Chinese teacher.
No. 2 sign: Men Qian and alchemist Feng Tao, corresponding to the math teacher who is emaciated and cannot be killed.
No. 3 sign: Yu Xiaoxiao and Yu Feng, corresponding to music teachers with strong mental power.
No. 4 sign: Ye Feng is alone, corresponding to the head teacher Yu Jing wants to kill.
No. 5 Lot: Yang Yu and Joseph, corresponding to the ghost old woman's political teacher.
No. 6 signs: Yu Jing and Zhen Zhen, corresponding to the history teacher who carries a huge coffin
"Li Quanyi, this guy is dead......"
Yu Jing didn't expect Yu Xiaoxiao to be divided into a team with his eldest brother, and from the perspective of the teacher lineup, Li Quanyi's strength was the second. With the cooperation of the two professional killers, Li Quanyi has only one way to die.
However, the worst situation was that Ye Feng was alone and faced the most feared person in Yu Jing's opinion among the teachers.
"After the lottery ceremony is over according to the requirements of the cinema, you can move around the campus freely for the rest of the day. At 12 o'clock in the morning tonight, the first floor of the "Teaching Area" will be temporarily opened, and you will go to the corresponding classroom on the first floor according to the number you draw, and our teachers will arrange special exams for you. ”
"Any outsiders who do not arrive on time to the designated classrooms on the first floor of the Teaching Area will be forcibly erased by the cinema and the school. That's the end of today's rally, so let's get out of the room. ”
After the Chinese teacher finished speaking, he disappeared first.
The deformed math teacher even climbed the flag platform in a peculiar way, jumped directly from the highest position of the flag-raising platform, fell heavily to the ground, and exited in a torn way.
The music teacher looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, who chose him, although Yu Xiaoxiao's petite and inconspicuous body was not as tempting as Zhenzhen, but the green taste of this girl was still good, and she licked her tongue and walked away from the playground.
The history teacher with the coffin on his back and the political teacher in ghost form also left the scene one after another.
However, the middle-aged man with a beer belly and a big head seemed to deliberately slow down his pace, and slowly waved in the direction where Yu Jing was when he stepped off the podium.
This behavior made a familiar memory scene emerge in Yu Jing's mind - standing alone in the dark and endless long teaching corridor, in the depths of the passage, a man was slowly beckoning.
"Yujing!" Ning Yanzhi frowned and grabbed Yu Jing's shoulders to stop Yu Jing from walking towards the dangerous head teacher's steps.
Suddenly, Yu Jing suddenly turned his head to look at Ning Yanzhi who was stopping him, and his eyes were full of endless killing intent, which made Ning Yanzhi feel shocked and subconsciously make defensive moves.
"I've talked to him alone, and if he dares to do it, is there any danger if so many of us rise up and attack?"
Yu Jing's tone was low and cold, and he shook his shoulders and got rid of Ning Yanzhi's palm.
Deliberately lowered the brim of his hat, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the head teacher who kept waving.
After half a year, teachers and students met again.