Murong Feng took out the paper card and spread it out to take a look, Sikong was cold!

Sikong Leng, twenty-five years old, a mid-stage martial artist of the Innate Ancient Realm, and an excellent A-level teacher of the Sun Slashing Academy.

After reading all the information, Murong Feng was slightly stunned, he had reached the Innate Ancient Realm at such a young age, and he was still a dual-line of water and fire, and he could be regarded as a martial cultivator with excellent talent.

Looking at the above introduction, he is very cold-blooded and ruthless, he will not have the slightest sympathy for the trainees when they train, and he is very serious when teaching, which has scared away some students who ask for a change of teacher.

Murong Feng was not worried at all, but was a little excited to draw such a teacher, the stricter the requirements, the better for the students.

"Now that everyone has chosen a teacher, then ask the captains of each team to take the paper card to the classroom written on it to find your teacher, and there will be a freshman team competition in a month, and the outstanding team will have the materials to participate in the freshman competition of the five colleges."

Finally, Huo Feng announced another very important thing.

When everyone heard the freshman team competition, their eyes showed a glint of excitement.

They did not get the desired results in the assessment and trial, and the freshman team must show their skills and strive for excellent results.

Murong Feng clenched the paper card in his hand, their Peerless Demon Hunting Group must achieve excellent results in the freshman squad competition, and they must participate in the freshman competition of the five major academies.

"Do you think this teacher will swear?" After everyone looked at the paper card in Murong Feng's hand, they began to be full of curiosity about this Sikong Leng.

"It only says that he is very serious, and he should not curse." Fan Tong touched his chin and said.

"Not necessarily, he scared a lot of students away." Huangfu was shocked and said.

“……”

Discussing and discussing, everyone came to the classroom door number written on the paper card, class 208.

The door of the classroom was tightly closed, Murong Feng knocked on the door, and then pushed the door open, but the classroom was empty.

"Teacher Sikong isn't here—" Ye Xitong muttered after glancing, didn't the dean say that the teacher would wait for them in the classroom.

Murong Feng was about to walk inside, when Mo Beiyi suddenly grabbed her, and then took the lead in walking in, and finally saw a note on the podium.

After reading the above content, he said coldly, "He told us to go to the maple leaf forest behind the academy to find him." ”

Everyone had to immediately go downstairs to the beautiful maple forest behind the academy, it was autumn at this time, and everywhere was red, yellow, beautiful.

"Mr. Sikong, where are you?" The maple grove was so big, they had already walked inside, but they hadn't touched anyone else.

"Mr. Sikong—"

No matter how much everyone shouted, no one responded to them.

Mo Beixie crossed his hands around his chest and scanned the surroundings with cold eyes, although he didn't see Sikong Leng, he knew that he was observing them.

At this moment, countless short swords shuttled sharply from the maple leaves.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Thanks to the strong Murong Feng, who immediately discovered the crisis, and at the same time informed everyone, a strong force was released in his body to shoot at those short arrows running towards her.

With Murong Feng's reminder, everyone dodged the attack neatly.

I saw that all those short arrows were deeply pierced into the maple tree, and if they were hit just now, the short arrows would definitely hurt their muscles and bones.

Everyone looked at the short arrows on the tree and gasped fiercely.

"The response was good." An icy voice sounded softly in the maple forest.

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