Class 5 classrooms are on the first floor, and on the innermost side, the road to go is the farthest.

There are 30 sets of desks and chairs in the classroom, and the lectern is at the front.

"Take a seat." The young teacher said coldly. Every time he speaks, he feels the same way, it's cold!

Tang Wulin chose a position on the side, he was tall, and he sat on the side to be able to move forward. Su Ziyue sat behind Tang Wulin, a habit she had developed in junior college.

I don't know what Xie Mi's psychology is, he sat directly next to him, Yun Xiao sat in front of him, and Zhou Changxi also sat behind Xie Mi, and the four people in the same bedroom sat together.

The young teacher walked behind the podium, his gaze just swept over the students, and the world became quiet.

"My name is Wu Changkong!" The young teacher said lightly, "In the next six years, you will all be my students." ”

"The first thing I want to emphasize is that you don't hear what Director Long Hengxu said just now. Even if you're a bunch of trash, I'm going to make you the strongest of your peers. Unless you drop out, that's what you're aiming for for the next six years. ”

Speaking arrogant words in a flat tone, it instantly attracted the attention of all the students in the class.

"Let's start to introduce myself, name, martial soul, soul power level, and what kind of soul master you want to become. Begin! ”

Simple and straightforward, with no cutscenes.

Tang Wulin's side was the farthest row, and the direction of Wu Changkong's finger was also on their side, so Yun Xiao, who was sitting in the first row, became the first person to introduce.

After that, it was Tang Wulin's turn, Tang Wulin stood up, and Wu Changkong's eyes fell directly on him. He immediately understood why Yun Xiao would have a little vibrato before, Wu Changkong's eyes were too sharp, and he had a feeling of wanting to pierce people.

"Tang Wulin, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level eleven. The goal is ......" Speaking of this, Tang Wulin paused, "I don't have a goal yet." ”

I don't know who muttered below, "Waste Martial Soul, of course there is no goal." ”

"Whoosh!" A piece of chalk flew out as accurately as a guided missile, and landed right in the student's mouth.

"Gross!" The chalk head had a spiral force that went straight into his throat, causing the student to retch immediately.

Wu Changkong said coldly: "In this world, there are no waste martial spirits, only waste people. When talking about other people's waste, think about what kind of virtue you are. You don't waste, you're going to be put in class five? ”

The coldness and strength of the dance sky suddenly silenced the whole class.

"Go on."

"My name is Su Qiyue, Martial Soul Golden Dragon, level twenty-four, and my goal is to become the strongest Title Douluo in the world." Su Ziyue quietly lied.

"Why don't you wear a school uniform?"

"I ...... Uh, I forgot. ”

"Go five laps on the playground, change into your school uniform and come back."

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"Xie Mi, Martial Soul Light Dragon Dagger, Soul Power Level 18, Keen Attack Department Battle Soul Master."

"I, my name is Zhou Changxi, Martial Soul Hercules Ape, soul power level 11, the goal is to be able to become a power-type battle soul master."

"Classes start tomorrow. My teaching style is a little different from other teachers. If you are afraid of hardship, tiredness, or pain, transfer to another school as soon as possible or find a way to change classes, and if you stay, be mentally prepared. Class. ”

Su Ziyue looked at the women's clothes in her hand in the dormitory, and her heart crossed her body. (Poor Su Ziyue, he started a women's life)

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