In the martial arts arena of Tianyi Academy, Zhang Ye took the disciples of Ding Ban to practice a set of combined attack formations, and the cultivation competition had not only individual battles, but also group battles.

In individual battles, Zhang Ye is not worried, he has opened a small stove for several disciples with outstanding combat power, and there is no big problem in getting a good ranking, the most important thing is the team battle, which is the weakness of the Ding class, so until the opening of the Xiuzhen competition, Zhang Ye will focus on training their combined attack formations.

"Okay, let's all rest for a while. Zhang Ye saw that the disciples were a little physically exhausted, so he ordered to rest.

The disciples were relieved, and one by one they lay on the ground like dead pigs, unable to get up again, and wailed for a long time. During the break, Zhang Ye would not be too strict, but responded to the requests of his disciples and told some stories about the cultivation realm.

Zhang Ye is an iron striker, how many stories can he have? But fortunately, he can make it up.

At this moment, a male teacher led the class to the martial arts arena neatly, which was in stark contrast to the laziness of Zhang Yeding's class.

"Look at the people, and then look at you, what do you look like. Zhang Ye scolded with a smile.

During this time, the disciples also figured out Zhang Ye's temper, as long as they were not in the classroom, it didn't matter how they joked, they said one by one: "Magical teaching, how can it be the same, the teaching of class A is the peak of Yuanying." "It means that we follow the teachings of you, the middle of the primordial infant, so we are worse than others.

"The master led the way in, and the cultivation is personal!" Zhang Ye cleaned up the little chubby dun who screamed the most fiercely and cried his father and mother.

Zhang Ye and his disciples played around for a while, only to hear a voice say contemptuously: "It's obvious that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." ”

Zhang Ye's face sank, and following the prestige, the teacher of Class A was scolding the disciples in the class on the surface, but it was obviously aimed at Zhang Ye.

During this time, Zhang Ye had nothing to do with the teaching of other classes except for the Xiaoru teaching in Class B.

Zhang Ye suddenly caught a glimpse of Long Aotian standing at the front of Class A, and immediately reacted. Last time, I beat Long Aotian in the cafeteria, and this Class A teacher was afraid of Zhang Ye's backer and didn't dare to retaliate openly, so I met him today and sneered.

Zhang Ye felt that he would leave after the cultivation competition, and he didn't need to be as knowledgeable as him, so he didn't want to pay attention to it, but the class A teacher kicked his nose in the face and continued to pretend to reprimand his disciples: "We don't have any background, we can only practice down-to-earth and hard, otherwise, just like some people, if we don't learn and don't know how to do it, we will mislead people's children!"

Zhang Ye was very happy, seeing that the teaching and training of Class A was endless, he also learned from him, and reprimanded the members of Class D: "I heard what the teaching of Class A said, be down-to-earth, and practice hard, otherwise if you are bullied in the future, you can only hide behind your back and say right and wrong!"

The disciples of Class Ding burst into laughter, and the teacher of Class A was stunned for a long time, but he was so choked that he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Ye didn't want to entangle with him, so he ordered: "Okay, everyone has rested enough, continue to practice the combined attack formation." ”

"Yes!" Now that there are outsiders, the disciples of Class Ding know how to be measured, they are not lazy, and they are practicing with a hum.

The Class A teacher glanced at Zhang Ye and instructed his disciples: "Everyone practice!"

The two classes seemed to be wrestling, shouting to kill Zhentian, and after a while, a huge sword qi suddenly slashed towards Ding Ban, Zhang Ye saw the opportunity quickly, drew his sword to dissolve, and only then did the Ding Ban disciples avoid harm.

Zhang Ye held the knife and looked at Class A with a fire-breathing gaze, the previous sword qi was emitted by their phalanx.

Class A teacher scolded his disciples a few words, and then ran over pretendly: "Magical teaching, I'm really embarrassed, just now the disciples accidentally slashed a sword qi, it's good that everyone is not injured." ”

Zhang Ye's face was pale, if the disciples accidentally slashed the sword qi, then you, as a teacher, should be able to stop it, but that sword qi was slashed, and it was clearly deliberate.

"Since it wasn't intentional, pay more attention later. Zhang Ye said magnanimously.

Class A teacher Xi smiled proudly, the previous sword was indeed what he instructed his disciple to do, and the excuse was wrong, and the magical Taoist could only endure this breath.

Like a proud general, the teacher of Class A returned to Class A with his head held high, and the disciples of Class A cheered.

The disciples of Class D were so angry that they knew that Class A deliberately targeted them, but the magical teaching could only endure it, so what could they do.

Just when the disciple of Ding Ban was depressed, Zhang Ye suddenly said: "Don't be distracted, continue to practice the formation, then again, did you make a mistake just now?"

Little Fat Dun was a little confused: "Magical teaching, I'm not wrong." ”

"If you say you're wrong, you're wrong, come, this teaching will give you a correct demonstration!" Zhang Ye snatched the flying sword in Xiao Fat Dun's hand, and slashed it at will, and the huge sword qi gushed out, and it actually rushed straight to Class A to teach and learn.

Class A had his back to Class Ding, and he was still complacent, thinking that the magical Taoist was helpless against him, but he never thought that this sword came so suddenly that Class A couldn't avoid it.

Class A Jiao Xi was slashed to the ground by the sword qi, because Zhang Ye had some spare hands, so he did not suffer any substantial damage, but he couldn't get up for a while.

Class A teacher roared angrily, stood up with difficulty, and was about to go to the magical Taoist to settle accounts, but Zhang Ye ran over with an embarrassed face: "Class A teacher, I'm really embarrassed, I just demonstrated the swordsmanship to the disciples, and accidentally slashed a sword qi, so it's good that everyone is not injured." ”

Class A teacher looked confused, isn't this what he said before? Also, everyone is not injured, but Lao Tzu is injured!

Class A teacher glared at Zhang Ye for a long time, with his mouth open, but he didn't know what to say.

The disciples of Class D understood that it was the magical teaching that used the way of others to govern their bodies, and taught Class A to teach, and everyone laughed and shouted refreshingly.

Zhang Ye patted the shoulder of the teacher in Class A: "If you really don't know what to say, you can borrow my previous sentence 'Since it wasn't intentional, pay more attention later', I can accept it." ”

Hearing this, the disciples of the Ding class rolled on the ground with laughter, the magical teaching is so shameless, and it is strange that they did not cooperate well when they beat others, but I like it......

Class A was trembling with anger, if it weren't for the fact that the backer of the magical Taoist was Elder Dingyuan, he would have punched Zhang Ye in the face a long time ago, but he couldn't do it if he had to endure this breath, after all, the disciple of Class A couldn't just forget it!

Class A teacher Xi Yi gritted his teeth: "Magical teaching, I heard that your sword skills are unparalleled, and you also have some research on knife paths, why don't you and I have a discussion?"

Class A teacher Xi felt that he was the peak of the Yuan Infant, half a step of refining the void, he had suffered a loss by a sneak attack before, and he was facing it brightly, how could he not be able to beat the miraculous Taoist in the middle of the Yuan Infant!

Moreover, once the Magical Daoist agreed to learn, as long as he didn't kill him, Elder Yuan would not be blamed. Even if the magical Daoist doesn't dare to fight, then Class A can regain the lost face.

Although the disciples of Class Ding are young, they have good brains and understand the stakes, so they said one after another: "Magical teaching, we still have to practice the formation, don't waste time, ask for advice!"

"Magical Teaching, I Forgot My Swordsmanship......"

The disciples of Class Ding wanted to use this to give Zhang Ye a step, and although it was disgraceful to avoid fighting without fighting, it was better than losing in the hands of Class A Jiaoxi.

As for whether their magical teaching can beat Class A teaching, it is not in the scope of consideration at all, because one is the peak of the Yuan Infant cultivated by the Heavenly Dao Palace, and the other is the middle stage of the Yuan Infant from Ye Luzi, and there is no comparison.

Zhang Ye knew that the disciples of Class Ding were kind, but he came to Tianyi Courtyard to gild, and he couldn't leave any stains.

Zhang Ye first said to Ding Ban: "Give me a stick of incense." Immediately, he said to the teacher of Class A, "How to learn?"

Class A teacher Xi was stunned, he didn't think that the magical Taoist really dared to fight, and besides, when the magical Taoist said the time of a stick of incense, he wanted to defeat himself in the time of a stick of incense?

"You don't last more than a stick of incense in my hands. Class A deliberately misinterpreted Zhang Ye's meaning, "Beat until the other party begs for mercy, how about it?"

"Good. This rule is simple and rude, Zhang Ye likes it, and he is too lazy to bother talking.

Knowing that the two newcomers were going to learn from each other, Class A was extremely excited, while Class B was a little worried, after all, the gap between the realms of the two people was too big.

Class A opened the competitive formation in the martial arts arena to prevent the aftermath from spreading and affecting the disciples, and then took out a knife and said to Zhang Ye: "Magical Daoist, I don't know what sword technique you will use later?"

"Dragon Slaying Knife Technique, I don't know what your name is?" Zhang Ye asked.

"Tempest ......" Class A teacher Xi was about to introduce his sword technique, but he realized it later, and the Daoist didn't ask about the knife technique, but asked the name?

Class A teacher hesitated for a moment and reported his name, so that the magical Taoist would live in his shadow in the future: "If you don't change your name or surname in the downstream, you won't change your surname, Marzaha!"

Zhang Ye was stunned, he didn't believe it when the dean said that there was such a name, but he didn't expect that there was such a person: "Ma Jiaoxi, then please." ”

"My last name is Marza, not Ma, you should call me Marza. The teacher of Class A was displeased, and continued, "I haven't said my sword technique yet, my sword technique is a wind ......."

Zhang Ye interrupted him: "I don't care what kind of knife technique you use, I know that there is a man surnamed Ma who has been defeated in my hands." ”

Class A's facial muscles twitched, and he roared angrily, "I said that I don't have the surname Ma!" He swore that he would definitely smash the stinky face of the Magical Daoist later.

Zhang Ye avoided revealing his identity, and did not use the three swords of the Heaven Breaking Heaven, but used the Dragon Slaying Knife Technique of the Heavenly Dao Palace, one of the most difficult sword techniques in the Heavenly Dao Palace, in his hands, he used it freely, and he could not help but shout a few times.

Class A was a little jealous, but fortunately, his Storm Divine Knife was not weaker than the Dragon Slaying Knife Technique, and he immediately displayed it, and the sword qi was rolling, and he fought against Zhang Ye.