Chapter 578: Vicious Circle

A moment later.

Just a few muffled sounds, several large living people fell from the sky, fell from the air as high as the ninth floor, and smashed heavily on the ground, startling some passers-by.

The people who fell were like punching bags, one by one.

When there were no new people left, the people on the street gathered around, and when they got closer, they couldn't help but laugh.

These students who fell down all had Wang Ba painted on their faces, and they were also marked with No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.

In addition, these guys were obviously injured, their heads were broken and bleeding, and some of their heads were swollen.

"Whirring ......"

Several people fell from such a high place, still asleep, and there was no sign of waking up.

"What's going on with these people, how did they fall from the sky?"

"That's the school building...... They can't be thrown out of the classroom by some instructor, right?"

"What tutor is so tough that he dares to throw a student out of the window. ”

"And he also painted Wang Ba on his face, these people are considered to be big. ”

"I heard that Fan Lang threw a student out of the classroom yesterday, shouldn't it be him today?"

The crowd watched strongly, and some people looked up.

A classroom on the ninth floor, by the window.

Fan Lang walked back to the podium from the window with a special mace whip on his shoulder, and he was so sulking that he finally vented out.

Those guys just now were not thrown out by him, but flew out directly with a mace, which was called a pleasure.

The hundreds of students in the room were stunned, this tutor's style was really strong, and if he was unhappy, he would start fighting directly.

Fan Lang glanced around, and continued to teach everyone as if nothing had happened just now.

"Repeating the preface, alchemy is such a thing, and the emphasis is on refining words......"

Fan Lang talked eloquently.

After a class, it was time to ask questions, Fan Lang answered some people's questions, and answered about ten questions before he got rid of the entanglement of the students and left the classroom.

A smart shadow quietly followed, sticking to Fan Lang's back, and he couldn't shake it off.

Fan Lang suddenly turned around and saw Meng Feihong behind him.

The two glanced at each other, Meng Feihong turned his head, whistled, and pretended to be nothing.

"What are you doing?" asked Fan Lang.

"It's nothing, I just want to walk around with you and have a chat. When Meng Feihong spoke, she muttered in her heart, other men took the initiative to revolve around her, and it was Fan Lang's turn here, but she took the initiative to stick it up.

"As long as you keep your mouth shut and don't talk about alchemy, I can promise to let you go along. ”

"You hate alchemy so much?"

"It's not annoying, it's just a clear distinction between public and private, and I want to be more relaxed after class. ”

"Okay, let's not talk about alchemy. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Let's talk about refiners!"

Fan Lang turned his head and left.

"Alas, alas, don't go, I'll tease you, don't talk about alchemy and refining tools, it's all right. Meng Feihong trotted to catch up.

The two walked all the way, chatted some gossip on the way, and did not refine anything like Dan again.

Not long after Fan Lang went downstairs, he was stopped by two academic staff, who wanted to take him to the academic affairs office for questioning for his corporal punishment of students.

It was these two faculty members who found him yesterday, and he was an old face.

Fan Lang had already prepared, and followed the academic clerk to the academic affairs office, and it was the smiling mother-in-law who dealt with the matter.

"Don't say anything, I understand, it's still the old rule today, Heiyan burns himself, I'll go to the execution ground. ”

Fan Lang spoke one step ahead of the smiling mother-in-law, and he wanted to solve the problem in the way of yesterday, which was the easiest and most trouble-free, and he could also use the black flame to quench his body by the way.

This snatching made the smiling mother-in-law speechless, and the smiling face on weekdays was gone.

"Add the time to two quarters of an hour!"

The smiling mother-in-law ordered.

A moment later, Fan Lang appeared in the old place, curled up in the form of a wild dragon in the black heat wave, a gap opened slightly in his mouth, the rhythm was mysterious, and he swallowed the black flame.

This kind of thing will be the norm in the future.

The students provoked him, he cleaned up the students, and then came here to be punished, so a perfect vicious circle.

With a mentor like him, the entire Yanlong Academy couldn't find a second one.

Outside the door, several executioners gathered to chat.

"How long do you think he'll be in there this time?"

"Isn't it going to be another day?"

"I'm really fed up with being here with him. ”

"I can't help it. The academy has a rule that once someone is locked in, we have to stand guard at the door. ”

"I used to think it was an easy chore, but today I realized that it was a chore. ”

These people want to cry without tears, and complain in all sorts of ways.

But nothing happened that they said they were worried about, this time Fan Lang only stayed for half an hour and came out, not stuffy inside.

Last time, he squatted here for nearly a day, using the Fire Devouring Technique to quench his body, reaching a limit.

Now the body has not eased up, and it cannot be tempered for a long time, so it can only be stopped in moderation.

And he still has lessons, so he can't afford to waste too much time.

"Alright, let's extinguish the Black Flame. I'm going out. Fan Lang shouted.

When the people outside the door heard this, they were immediately overjoyed and immediately obediently complied, and this time the time was much shorter than the last time.

The black flame went out and the door opened.

Fan Lang walked out with a swagger, this time there was an extra roast duck in his hand, and the heat was just right.

"I'll be your regular customer from now on. Fan Lang patted one of the executioners on the shoulder and left in a dashing manner with the roast duck.

A few people, you look at me, I look at you.

"Last time it was roast chicken, this time it became roast duck, what will it be next time?"

"Well, it's getting more and more like an inn, with food, drink, and accommodation. ”

"Are we going to tell him next time?"

"You really think of yourself as a shopkeeper!"

......

Fan Lang is also engaged in two courses, one is an alchemy course and the other is a martial arts course. He can't teach alchemy every time, and he has to intersperse some martial arts courses.

His next class was a martial arts course.

He had already arranged the course, and it was clearly written on the bulletin board that the sword in the martial arts to be taught in the class.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, it is the most used one of the weapons, the number of people who practice the sword is innumerable, and the swordsmanship in the world is brilliant.

Kendo courses, like alchemy courses, are popular courses.

When class was approaching, Fan Lang came to the martial arts arena with a sword, which was the place where classes were held.

In the alchemy class, he dared to hit people, let alone the kendo class. If someone provokes him in this class, he will be correct, and it will be a big deal to go to the execution ground again.

The arena is divided into many areas, separated from each other by enchantments.

There are people fighting in almost every area, and it is very lively, and even if there is an enchantment between them, you can still hear the roar.

Fan Lang came to the martial arts arena he had booked, and there were already some students waiting here, about three hundred people, men and women, old and young, all wearing swords.

These people looked at Fan Lang, most of them had sharp eyes, which was related to the perennial use of swords.

I have been practicing swords for a long time, and I have a sharp edge in my heart!

But there are also those who are relatively mild.

A weak voice sounded: "Mentor, can I ask you questions about alchemy?"