Fan Lang always talks like this, and he is not shocked.

What he said just now was a fantasy for the nearly 200 students in the room.

The students were stunned for a moment before reacting.

"Mentor, you're really joking. ”

"Did he forget that this was a bad class?"

"The empowerment war? This thing has nothing to do with us, it has always been occupied by Class A, B, and C. ”

The students were unanimous in their attitude and had no faith in the so-called "empowerment war".

Fan Lang waited for these presumptuous voices to sink down, and then continued: "I'm not joking with you, the empowerment battle is my goal and your goal. ”

"Mentor, have you forgotten one thing? A male student sitting by the window lazily raised his eyelids, he had been looking at the scenery outside the window, "The inferior class here is also known as the garbage class and the garbage class." In a group of geniuses, we are rubbish!"

Rubbish!

Different standards will produce different results.

This group of students went outside, everyone was a genius, but in the local group, they were the last group of people. Those who are better stand above their heads and look down on them.

Coupled with the incentive education mechanism, the big bad words on the door led to the emergence of the nickname of the waste class.

The three students of Tiandiren are ashamed of falling into inferior classes.

The boy seemed to uncover a bloody scar and said the three words waste class, and the atmosphere of the whole class became solemn and depressing, and no one refuted his words.

There are some things that cannot be refuted with a hard mouth, but only by strength.

Fan Lang turned his head and looked at the boy who was speaking, recognizing his identity at a glance.

"I know very well that this is an inferior class, and I also know very well the nickname of the waste class, so what? No matter how wasteful you are, you are still a talent in ten thousand. This so-called inferior class is just a trick played by Yanlong Academy, trying to force your group of students to work hard, that's all. Fan Lang said lightly.

"Great Mentor, I admit that you are very powerful, very good, better than the students of the three classes of heaven, earth and people, you are a real genius, even above the genius, it is beyond common sense. But you are you, we are us, don't take it for granted. You can single-handedly take on a hundred Xuan Emperors, we don't have that ability, and we can't win the so-called empowerment battle. This has nothing to do with confidence, but a gap in strength, an insurmountable gap. The boy's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

"There is still a long time before the empowerment battle, people can be changed, and strength can be improved. You also said that I am a person who is beyond common sense, others are in charge of inferior classes, and they can't change anything, but I am different, I want to train you to be stronger and surpass the students in those classes in front of me. I'm here to help you, and I hope you can come out with some energy, and don't look like you're half-dead and decadent. If even you think that you are a waste, then it is really a waste, and it is not the body that is wasted, but the martial heart!"

"Surpassing the students in front of you? ”

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the male student's lips and he shook his head.

Fan Lang felt a burst of fire in his heart, and he had a feeling of hating iron but not steel, and frowned: "I know you, your name is Ember, you were originally a student of Class A, with top-notch talent and strength. For some unknown reasons, your strength suddenly began to regress, and various abnormalities appeared on your body, from Class A to Class B, and then to Class C, until you fell into the current inferior class. If you take any further step, you will lose your student status and be forced to drop out. ”

Crunch.

The male student named Ember clenched his fists, and Fan Lang's words just now poked him in the sore spot.

It was all the truth just now, he was originally one of the best students in the local class, how chic, how majestic, and then his body suddenly had problems, his cultivation began to regress, his vitality decreased inexplicably, his hands and feet often trembled, and he couldn't even refine alchemy, causing him to fall all the way to the abyss of the waste class.

He fell in pain, and since then he has been slumped, and he has given up struggling, waiting for the day when he will be driven away.

Now he is like a living dead, decadent, depraved, lifeless, and the same as before.

Fan Lang looked at the embers, and then said: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, among all the students, start with you to change, I will find out your problems, help you return to normal, and turn you back to the genius you used to be!"

Ember's eyes lit up when he heard this, but they quickly dimmed, and said with a wry smile: "Great Mentor, you have started to talk about dreams again, there have been countless mentors who have probed my body and diagnosed problems for me, but they were all helpless and could not find the cause. Even the dean himself diagnosed me twice, but I still didn't know what to do. What you can't even do with the dean, can you do it?"

"If you don't have any evidence, give me seven days, and after seven days, I'll help you recover!"

"If I can really recover, it will be equivalent to saving my life, it is the grace of recreation, let me kneel for you. ”

"After recovery, I want you to cheer up and give me a cultivation to death. And you guys. Fan Lang looked around the entire classroom, "I not only want to change the embers, but also all of you, after seeing my ability, cheer me up!

These words are like blowing a breath of air, reviving everyone's hearts and igniting a little spark.

Of course, the effect of a word is limited, and that flash of passion is not enough to transform these students, but also to stimulate them more practically.

Seven days later, Fan Lang wanted to use a miracle to whip these students!

......

Classes are over.

Fan Lang left alone, thinking about healing the embers.

On the surface, he wants to help Ember, but in fact, there is more than that, there is also selfishness.

Ember this kid is actually not sick at all!

There is a special reason why his strength has regressed, in his body, there is something lodged, like a vampire, which sucks away his life essence and causes all kinds of problems.

As long as you take out such a thing, all problems will be solved.

This kind of thing, with mixed pros and cons, actually has great value.

Since Fan Lang helped Ember recover, such things would naturally fall into his hands, and it would be regarded as a generous labor fee, not in vain.

This treatment can be regarded as a mutual benefit, killing two birds with one stone.

"What about the inferior class, the inferior class also has great potential!"

Fan Lang was full of confidence.

......

After walking out of the teaching area, Fan Lang checked the students' information, confirmed the addresses of the seven absentees, and snorted coldly.

If you don't give him face in the first class, you can get it later?

If those students who were absent from class took a leave of absence, it would be okay, the Xuanwu people put cultivation first, and during the critical period of cultivation, they could not skip any classes.

But these people didn't take time off, and that's a problem.

The new official has three fires, and the new director mentor is the same, not to mention the character of Fan Lang.

A moment later.

Rumble!

Fan Lang kicked and smashed the door of a student's room, and the door panel shattered, scattering and scattering fragments, startling the male student who was sleeping in the room.

"You have the time to sleep and don't have time to go to class, do you?" Fan Lang took out his special "teaching whip" and walked into the room step by step, his eyes falling on the male student with a hint of coldness.

"Y-how can you break into my house?" said the male student in a panic.

"I don't just dare to break into your house, but I also dare to beat people in your house, do you believe it or not?" Fan Lang squinted slightly, playing with the thick and hard whip in his hand.

"Letter ......" The male student swallowed his saliva, recalling Fan Lang's beating in class, this is simply the top of the academy, and the nickname of the magic dragon tutor is not blown.

"Just believe it. Fan Lang slammed the whip on the table, and continued, "I won't beat you or punish you, but I won't make an example." If you dare to skip my class again in the future, I will never spare you. ”

The male student turned pale and nodded.

Fan Lang shouldered the whip on his shoulders and walked away, taking away the invisible pressure, and the male students in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Subsequently, Fan Lang found six other students who were absent from class, some were cultivating, some were idle, and one was even enjoying himself in the Qinglou.

He "beaten" every student who was absent from class, obediently obeyed, just scare it, and there were two unconvinced thorns, who were fiercely loved by him with a whip, and this was honest.

......

The news that Fan Lang was going to treat Ember spread quickly in Yanlong Academy, especially the group of students who were more talkative and tongue-in-cheek, gossiping more than the other.