At the same time, the seventh class of the third year of high school classroom

The atmosphere in the classroom was very depressing, with Murong Yue and Yuan Xiaoya as the center, and an invisible pressure radiated towards the surroundings. The students watched with trepidation, and the classroom was unusually quiet.

"Oh, oh. Yuan Xiaoya spoke first: "Isn't Murong the class leader, what should I do if the teacher is absent from class?"

Murong Yue flipped through the book with one hand, curled his long black hair with the other, and said without raising his head: "One meter forty-two classmate, our new head teacher has gone to preside over this morning's 'test', and I have the duties of the class leader in mind." ”

"Do you want to hold on to this?" Yuan Xiaoya's expression twitched a little.

Yuan Xiaoya opened her mouth, as if to say something.

Murong Yue, who was flipping through the book, suddenly closed the book with a "snap" and looked out the window with a shocked face. There, a blood-red mist emanated from the Great Hall.

"Oh, oh. Yuan Xiaoya touched her face and said with a smile, "It's too bad, such a powerful energy, if you don't stop it well, the school will be blown up with a 'bang', right?"

Hearing Yuan Xiaoya's words, the surrounding students stood up in a panic. The classroom, which was already depressed, suddenly lost order.

Murong Yue was unmoved, walked to the window, looked at the large hall in the distance, and said to himself: "Unreasonable bad luck, can it be said that it is 'bad luck notes'......?"

"weishenme?weishenme?" Chen Jingtao's back, the phantom composed of blood mist kept waving the big knife in his hand, roaring wildly.

"Mom!" "What was that just now?" "This can't be out of control, right?" With such a powerful liliang, the summoner can't control it, right?" "What should I do?" "Woo woo woo" {The most will be Fang Shou's voice}......

The people who came back from the illusion looked at the dangerous and abnormal phantom, and suddenly they were in a panic and rushed towards the door.

At this time, Li Feng was still standing in place, the distance between him and the phantom was only two meters, and in such a dangerous situation, the smile on his face did not disperse, but became more and more intense.

Interesting thing, I'm so lucky, I just came here and encountered such an interesting thing, such a powerful liliang, such a terrible negative feeling, it's so funny.

Li Feng threw down the microphone, and his hands quickly sealed: "Lin, Bing, Fight, Fight, All, Array, Column, In, Front! Foshan Seal!"

"Huh!" the phantom's body trembled, and at some point his body was wrapped with layers of golden aura.

"The Tao runs through the three talents for one breath, the sky runs with qi, the earth happens with qi, yin and yang with qi and miserable, wind and thunder with qi and turbulence, the human body breathes with qi, and the Tao is sensed with qi.

Under the moisture of water, everything penetrates, on the flame of fire, nothing is not burned, thunder is solemn and indestructible, the wind is raging, unobstructed and impermeable, and the soil is nourished, and nothing is melting. Immortal arts, five elements seal!. ”

"Roar!" the phantom roared again, swinging his knife and trying to slash at Li Feng, but in the end he could only glare at Li Feng in vain, and once again turned into the red light that began at the beginning.

"Huh, what about even a powerful heroic spirit?" Li Feng sighed, and then squatted down and began to check Chen Jingtao's condition.

"Is it prostration? yes, such a powerful liliang output, such a rookie can't bear it, right? If it goes on like this, this kid will die, right?" Li Feng said to himself.

"Bang!" the door was pushed open and a group of teachers poured in.

"What's going on here?" asked Li Feng as the teacher.

"The kid summoned the Heroic Spirit and lost control. Li Feng pointed to Chen Jingtao on the ground and continued, "He is in a very bad state, although I have imposed a little protective measure on him, but if he continues, it will ......."

"Hmm~" The teacher groaned and said to Li Feng, "This time the situation is a bit special, I can only ask Mr. Li to take that classmate to the hospital, I think, the people above also want to understand this matter as quickly as possible, right?"

“haode。 Li Feng thought for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, and with the help of another teacher, he quickly left here with Chen Jingtao.

"Although there was an accident, the 'test' can't just be left alone, so let's leave it to you, Mr. Lin. The teacher in charge pointed to a young female teacher in the back row.

"I, is this okay? I, I'm just a trainee teacher, is it okay to let me preside?" asked Teacher Lin with a wince.

"Rest assured. The teacher in charge said happily, "Be confident, if it's you, you'll be fine." ”

"Yes, Xiexie. ”......

"Anyway, that's the way it is, because of the accident just now, I will continue to be the invigilator this time. Teacher Lin, Lin Yamei concluded.

"Wow, beauty. ”

"Do we have such beautiful teachers in our school?"

"This figure, is it D or E, it can't be F, right?"

"Woo, uh-huh. ”

Lin Yamei's appearance made the scene, which was originally quiet and unusual because of the loss of control of the heroic spirit, commotion again. After all, a teacher like Lin Yamei who not only has a beautiful face but also a good figure is very affinable, probably like this......

"Ahem. Time is limited. Lin Yamei coughed nervously, "You all understand the general process, I won't repeat it, so now, the seventh class of the third year of high school, Fang Shou." ”

"Hmm

“...... It turns out that there are still students with voice impairment in our school, no, my reaction is too rude. Lin Yamei stuck out her tongue.

"Oh oh!" "That's so cute!" "Hey, what's so nice about an old woman in her twenties?"

"Hmm!!hmm!" Fang Shou jumped out of the crowd and glared at Lin Yamei fiercely.

Fang Shou was in a very bad mood at this time, after the blood-red phantom appeared just now, he was quite excited, because he found that the moment before the phantom appeared, a big black hand flickered. For that evil hand, Fang Shou still remembers it vividly, his own tragedy was all caused by that big hand, right? Unfortunately, a moment later, the phantom was sealed by Li Feng.

Also, can Nima not copy the lines of the fairy sword, what kind of way to run through the three for one breath? Isn't this the fucking line of Han Ling's yarn Jiaoyun Tianhe spell in the Legend of Sword and Fairy 4? What's the trouble? There is also the so-called "Heroic Spirit", which is definitely plagiarized from the FATE series. Aren't you afraid that the X Moon Club and the X Universe Star will come to your door?

zuihou, what's the trouble with this giant X teacher? Dare to say that you have a language barrier? If you're not a teacher, I'm going to use a secret technique. Ssangyong went to sea.

"Classmate, please don't look at me like that. Lin Yamei's face flushed.

"Hmm!" Fang Shou rolled his eyes and sat down cross-legged.

Looking at the magic array under his feet, Fang Shou sighed a lot, if he hadn't been banned, obsessive-compulsive disorder would definitely have flareed up again, right? Fortunately, he almost turned back into secondary two...... What Fang Shou didn't know was that although he had tried his best to hide it, the out-and-out fact that he was a secondary two had spread almost throughout the entire grade, so his nickname behind his back was still "Fang Zhonger".

Fang Shou sat down cross-legged like the previous candidates.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes.

Ten minutes passed, and there was no response.

"Mmmmmmmm

"Bang!" a chilly aura dispersed around Fang Shou's foothold.

"Huh, what is this?" Lin Yamei was stunned.

In an instant, the speed of the space that was visible to the naked eye fluctuated, and Fang Shou looked around in amazement, and at some point, the scenery around him had changed dramatically.

All around was a bleak white, without a trace of lifeless white, and the sky was slowly falling with snowflakes.

"Wouldn't it be again?Is it the same hallucination as just now?" Fang Shou thought as he touched his chin.

"Hey, can I speak?"

"Well, that's not the point, if you say that summoning a powerful 'natal spirit' requires going through an illusion......"

"Could it be that my 'natal spirits' are these snowflakes? bastard! There are no snowflakes here!"

Fang Shou smashed his fist into the snow like he was abandoned.

“......”

“......”

"Huh?" Fang Shou heard a strange sound, and he raised his head to look at the source of the sound.

“liliang......”

"Pull it up......"

"Destroying ......"

Fang Shou shuddered, hesitated, and walked like the source of the sound. Although I am very afraid of death, but, in the original shijie, I still have a lot of things to do, I must go back, no matter what awaits me in front of me. Fang Shou secretly made up his mind.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was an hour, Fang Shou felt as if he had lost the concept of time, he shrank back to find the source of the sound, and buried his head forward.

"Frost's sorrow!" Fang Shou raised his head and couldn't help but exclaim. As a half-WOW fan, a veteran WAR3 player. He was all too familiar with this magic sword that affected the entire Shijie of Warcraft, the perfect prince, the invincible death knight, and the powerful Lich King, all of which kept coming to Fang Shou's mind.

"Frost Sorrow is here, the 'Natal Spirit' shouldn't be as simple as a weapon, in this case, who is here?Arceth, or Naozu?, or the Lich King after merging?" Fang Shou took a few steps back, and he wouldn't touch it until he figured it out. Even though it has a devastating liliang, however, safety first!

"Pick it up and you'll get the mighty liliang. The voice became clear.

Fang Shou glanced at the sword sullenly, dug his nostrils, and turned his head disdainfully.

“......”

Seeing that Fang Shou was unmoved, the voice gradually fell into silence.

Suddenly, the snow fell heavier. The magic sword emitted a blinding glow.

"Surrender to me, human. The cold voice went straight to the marrow.

Fang Shou opened his eyes with difficulty and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Sure enough, it's you, the Lich King." ”