Nearly half a month has passed, and Tutor Zhou's spiritual power class is still the same, most of the students in the yellow character class can't understand it, even a demon like Yun Chujiu has only figured out the meaning of eighty percent, and he even guessed it himself.

Yun Chujiu felt that it would not work like this, and he had to find a way to verify the level of the mentor this week.

On this day, when Tutor Zhou was taking a spiritual power class, Yun Chujiu's little face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down, so he asked for leave to go back to the dormitory to rest.

Although Tutor Zhou wished that Yun Chujiu would die of pain, he was afraid that he would be caught, so he reluctantly agreed, but he did not allow others to accompany him back.

Unexpectedly, this was exactly what Yun Chujiu wanted, she ran to a secluded place, activated the concealment charm, and then slipped outside the classroom of the Tianzi class, carefully restraining her breath, and eavesdropping on the content of the lecture.

The Tianzi class was also taking a spiritual power class at this time, and the person in charge of the class was Mo Hanxun, the responsible tutor of the Tianzi class.

Yun Chujiu listened for a while, and then slipped outside the classroom of the Dizi class to eavesdrop.

In the end, the thing slipped outside the Xuanzi class classroom and eavesdropped for a while, and then returned to the dormitory with a frown.

There is no doubt that the level of the tutor's lectures this week is not half a star worse than the responsible tutors of the other three classes, but I don't know if it is his level problem or deliberate.

No matter what point it is, we can't let this week's tutor continue to teach the yellow character class, otherwise in the mid-year competition, our yellow character class will definitely lose very badly, not only because of face, but mainly because the bottom fifty will be eliminated from Tianyuan Academy, which will be bad.

It's just that how can we get rid of this Mentor Zhou? If we protest collectively, it is estimated that it will not have a good effect, and the last time Ma Sheng and others were beaten by the group, although the punishment received in the end was not heavy, the risk was really big, and this time I have to think of a safe way.

Yun Chujiu's eyes rolled, his eyes lit up, he took out the voice note, and commanded the dark wind a few words.

Two days later, Tian Yuan Academy's break time arrived.

"Senior Sister Xiaojiu, what are your plans for the three-day break?" Feng Ming asked with a smile.

Yun Chujiu thought for a while and said, "I'm going to go to the Changfeng Inn for a walk, what about you?"

"We're not going, we're going to use these three days to digest the content of the recent spiritual power class, and we really don't understand it. Feng Ming said with a slight surprise, in the Qingxuan Continent, he has always felt that his qualifications are good, but when he arrived in the Tianyuan Continent, he was repeatedly hit, if it weren't for the fact that there was a junior sister, it would be impossible for us to enter the Tianyuan Academy.

"Actually, it's not just the three of us who can't understand it, most of us can't understand it, and I feel like Mentor Zhou is fooling us. Shi Xuan said on the side.

Geng Yi also echoed: "Yes, Senior Sister Xiaojiu, do you understand?"

"I can barely understand Qiqi, this is definitely not a problem with our comprehension ability, don't worry, I will let this Tutor get out of the way soon." Yun Chujiu said confidently.

Feng Ming and the three of them knew that Yun Chujiu had a lot of ideas, so they didn't ask deeply.

After Yun Chujiu said goodbye to the three of them, he left Tianyuan Academy and went to the Changfeng Inn.

"Miss Nine, everything is business as usual in the Qingxuan Continent, this is the letter that Old Man Yun wrote to you. Dark Wind handed Yun Chujiu a letter.

Yun Chujiu took the letter and read it again, it was basically Yun Xiaotian's words that cared about and told her, her heart was warm, and it felt good to have relatives to care.

"Little madman, what do I want?" Yun Chujiu asked Dark Wind with his claws outstretched.