Chapter 30: Masochistic Tendencies (2)

Although he scolded Ye Ling, in fact, Lawrence was even more impressed by him, Ye Ling was a little ambitious, but it was already rare for him to think of this way to improve.

Even if he is not a genius, this student's talent should be very good, how could he break through the realm of the earth so late and be looked down upon by countless people? Lawrence became more and more puzzled.

After answering a few questions for Ye Ling, it took some time for Lawrence to suddenly remember something, patted his thigh and said, "Oh, the horse race is about to start, I'm leaving, boy, if you have any questions, let's talk about it in the next class!"

After saying that, he patted his ass and left the classroom as if flying, this bearded man's hobby is to watch the horses, and the place he goes to the most on weekdays is the racetrack.

Ye Ling didn't have anything to ask him, because he had already got the answer.

Mentor Lawrence said that at least the Moon Realm was needed to use that method of luck, but why didn't I think it was as difficult as I thought?

Back in the dormitory, Duran said as soon as they met: "How about the first fighter class, I said that the bearded man has a very bad temper, he must have given you a lot of face." ”

Ye Ling smiled: "It's okay, I think he's funny." ”

"Interesting?" Duran was a little dizzy: "You're not mistaken, speaking of the bearded Lawrence, those who have taken classes in the fighter class before will shiver, even if you work hard, as long as you don't learn a little badly, you will be scolded by him, almost all the freshmen who choose the fighter class in the new semester are scolded by him, it is said that he is recognized as the meanest tutor in our college, you actually say that he is interesting." Hey, I mean, do you have a tendency to be masochistic, and you find him funny!"

"Go, I'm not so perverted!" Ye Ling pouted: "I just think he's not as rigid as other tutors, and he explains the class very well." ”

"There's no doubt about his abilities," Duran nodded, "I'll admit it, and many of the birdmen who have chosen the Fighter class say that he may be the best instructor in the class, provided that they ignore his stinky temper." ”

Ye Ling disagreed: "Since this is the case, then I will ignore his temper." ”

"Tsk, if you say ignore it, ignore it," Duran shook his head and said. Brother, I'm worried about you, maybe this first class beard is not too irritable, after all, there is no excuse, but after a few days, if you can't get some grades, oh, no, it's just a little grade, you can't get a very haode score, he will go crazy, then you will be scolded very miserably, trampled by his vicious words, I bet that in less than a month, you will be like the other students who were scolded by him before, crying and quitting the fighter class!"

"Then let's make a bet, a star coin!" Ye Ling smiled: "Just bet that I can stay in the fighter class within a month, of course I can!"

"Okay, bet on it!" Duran agreed without hesitation, he had twenty star coins of pocket money every month, and one star coin was nothing to him.

Moreover, Duran doesn't think he's going to lose.

"Ahh

Ye Ling didn't give an inch: "Then wait and see, I think that your food will be one less star coin next month!"

Two days later, during the time of the fighter class, when the bearded man stepped into the classroom, Ye Ling found that his face was ugly.

Because in yesterday's race, he lost money, and he lost a lot, more than 200 star coins were lost, this is his salary for a month, and it is no wonder that Lawrence is in a bad mood.

It's all this kid's fault, if it weren't for the sake of teaching him, and every time I was dragged after class to ask this and that, I would have had time to learn more about the horse, and I wouldn't lose money!

In fact, Lawrence has always gambled on nine out of ten and lost, and almost never won, but most gamblers have the psychology of blaming others after losing money, so Lawrence was very annoyed, and said irritably as soon as he started class: "Listen, boy, the two fighting skills I taught you yesterday, within five days, learn at least one, otherwise, I advise you to get out of the fighter class as soon as possible, and the fighter is not a profession for fools to learn!"

Ye Ling didn't speak, just flexed his index finger, and then popped it out violently.

A little peanut-sized energy shot out of his index finger, pierced through the open window, and flew more than thirty meters away, only to be lost.

Lawrence's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyeballs almost didn't fall off.

Snap of a finger!

Ye Ling smiled: "It won't take five days, Mentor Lawrence, one of the skills you mentioned, I have already learned one." ”

Just like the star bullet, it only took him three days to practice the magic power of snapping his fingers.

Lawrence didn't react after a while, and the frustration of losing money was thrown out of the clouds: "Boy, have you learned this trick a long time ago?"

Ye Ling shook his head and said, "No, mentor, I just learned it, and I just wanted to ask you to see if there is anything wrong with it." ”

Lawrence was indescribably surprised, even if he barely learned to be a finger flapp, it took four days, and he was greatly praised by his mentor at the time!

However, it only took Ye Ling three days to master the magic power of snapping fingers.

That's right, it's proficient, not learned, it's a different concept, but if you learn it, maybe it's still very rusty, but Ye Ling's bullet doesn't seem to have the jerkiness of a beginner, it shoots with chic and free, and the air bomb that is shot flies more than 30 meters! The martial artist of the first heaven in the realm of heaven, his air bomb can fly to 20 meters without dispersing, it is already quite good, Ye Ling's finger is more than half farther than ordinary people.

According to Lawrence's understanding, at least the star power has to reach the seventh heaven of the heavenly realm, and luck needs to be quite skillful to be able to hit such a finger magic power!

This is...... What's going on?

Amazing learning ability, actual ability far beyond the classification standard of the grade, these situations can only appear in the body of a genius!

No, genius can no longer be described, super genius!

Could this academy's recognized waste wood be a super genius?

Three days later, after Ye Ling played another basic fighting technique he taught in front of Lawrence, King Kong Fist, and behaved like a veteran who had been studying for several years, the bearded man no longer doubted Ye Ling's ability.

That's right, this so-called scrap wood is indeed a super genius! He was just a dusty piece of gold before, and when the dust covering it is erased, it will bloom with incomparably brilliant brilliance.