After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 202 From Teacher Yan's Crushing

Santeban had a lot of nosebleeds in the sky.

It took an unknown amount of cloth to maintain his dignity when he reached the middle courtyard.

"I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

Uncle Carl put the little raccoon on the ground, left a word and left coolly.

During the entire tonic process just now, the little raccoon caused the whole car to have a nosebleed by himself, and the only decent people were Shang Yanting and Uncle Karl.

"gone."

Shang Yanting stood in front and called her.

Intermediate Court
This is the most authoritative place in the academy.

Occupying the widest ground, including all aspects of management, as well as the four dean conference rooms.It is said that all major decisions of the college are discussed in a conference room in the middle courtyard.

What they are going to now is the building of Shi Zhe Dabi.

The major forces in the college are entrenched, but there are the most professional and impartial teachers in the building.

Class A and Special Class are all here.

The teacher Ling of Shang Yanting and Pu Yun was on the referee's side.

In the first game, a test of teachings.

Answer the questions in turn according to the order of each question.

The level of the two is about the same. After reading all the prepared questions, the two have not yet decided the winner.

In the end, it was only the turn of the faculty in the building to resolve the issue.

They pulled a disciple in from the outside and asked him to stand in front of the two of them and show off a certain agility.

"I?"

The disciple who was pulled in was stunned, he didn't know where this place was, and he didn't know what he was doing, "I just passed by here."

"Cooperate well."

The person in charge threatened the disciple, "Not everyone can be forgiven for urinating in the flowers."

it has started.

As the disciple showed off his skills, Pu Yun began to compete with Shang Yanting.

"This is the movement method practiced by many disciples - Gale Wind Stick."

Pu Yun took the lead and said: "Look at his posture, wrists and feet, his movements are powerful, the details are handled in place, and his basic skills are very solid."

Being praised by a teacher who looked like a fairy, the disciple was overjoyed and realized that he would work harder.

But at this moment, Pu Yun frowned, "It's a pity that this son is in an impetuous state of mind, and I can't listen to praise. After only a few words, his body skills began to become disordered. What is this training?"

The evaluation is extremely low.

The disciple who was originally full of joy became flustered and unconfident because of her evaluation and tone.

clang

The weapon slipped from the disciple's hand and rolled to Pu Yun's feet.

"It's a mess."

This is her assessment.

Being watched by more than twenty pairs of eyes, this guy was so embarrassed that he almost felt ashamed, he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

The four impartial teachers discussed in low voices, and basically agreed with her.

"Teacher Yan, what about you?"

With her hands behind her back, Pu Yun looked at Shang Yanting confidently and calmly.

She has said everything that can be described now, and he has nothing to add at all.

Just when she thought she was sure to win, Shang Yanting picked up the stick on the ground, "This student has practiced agility for more than eight years, and his right hand is not as quick as his left, so he should have been injured before.

The biggest difference between his two agility demonstrations is not that the agility itself has become more difficult, but that one is just a pure demonstration, and the other is the addition of spiritual power. "

Pu Yun frowned slightly upon hearing this, but Shang Yanting didn't look at her at all.

"You practiced Xunyang Jue?"

Can this be seen?

The disciple opened his mouth wide, then nodded, "Yes!"

"The cooperation of every mental method and body method cannot be completely followed by the scriptures."

Shang Yanting threw the upper wooden stick to him, "Use the third layer of the Xunyang Jue and then use the second style of the Gale Wand."

The disciple took the wooden stick and played with doubts about his words.

Effortless, light and fluid.

The front is still a little rusty, and the moves become smoother as you go to the back.The Gale Cudgel was designed to be fast, fast, ruthless, accurate, and smooth. Shang Yanting only gave a simple pointer, and the progress of this disciple's stick technique can be seen with the naked eye.

"Absolutely!"

"Great!"

Even the teachers in charge of refereeing couldn't help but admire, this is definitely the most significant improvement they have seen.If all the teachers have such guiding strength, the overall strength of the disciples of Dingtian Academy will have to be improved.

The result of the first round was obvious, Shang Yanting won!
The disciples of the special class cheered.

The faces of the students in Class A became ugly.

Pu Yun never thought that someone would beat her in what she is best at.

"Cousin, don't be sad, it's up to us next!"

A student from Class A stood up and said, "The group of people in the special class, no matter how you teach them, they are still trash."

After all, they stood in front of the ring.

The result of competition teaching, of course, is the pros and cons of the students in the competition.

Compared with the strength of the special class, the realm of the students of Class A is naturally higher.Most of them are at the late stage of Wuling and at the peak of Wuling. There are also some who have already arrived in Wuzong and are ready to graduate, and then work for the gang of their choice.

In just three months, it is necessary to catch up with the efforts of others for three years or more. Those who can do this kind of thing are geniuses.
They tried, but they still couldn't beat it.

During the battle, the students in the special class also made up their minds not to let them have a good time.

The blows are all to the death.

Although Class A's cultivation base is high enough and their strength is strong enough, they don't have the ruthlessness to bite off a piece of each other's flesh even if they die.

The two sides stalemate for a long time.

When the special class ran out of spiritual power, he rushed with his body, and he was stunned to fight off the last person.

In the end, although Class A won, Class A was beaten even harder.

Because the bowl of soup that Jia Xitong made everyone drink when he came, made the special class as excited as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

If they weren't thrown out of the ring, they could still climb up and beat them up!

1 is better than 1
The situation is evened out!
The current situation has come to a feverish stage. Ms. Pu Yun, as a martial arts cultivator, will face a mighty martial king.

Does this have a win rate?

No.

Ms. Pu Yun will pay the price for her own provocation, and she will soon face a punishment of not being able to recruit students for three years.

Jia Xitong silently reported the current situation in his heart.

"Teacher Yan, you know that there is a big gap in strength between us."

Pu Yun looked at the man in front and said, "It would be unfair if the two of us develop."

"My host, leave her alone, start now!"

This is procrastination!

Jia Xitong watched Pu Yun chatter endlessly in the arena, and stood under the arena and reminded him loudly, "You can do something to her with one punch, host, don't waste your time!"

Shang Yanting felt that this made sense.

However, just as he started to mobilize his spiritual power, Pu Yun jumped off the ring and ran to the referee's seat.

"According to the rules of the teacher-to-teacher competition, when the strength of Party B is very different from that of Party A, this competition can be replaced with similar relevant content."

Yes, she was afraid.

A contract signed with a life-and-death agreement has already been verified and entered into force, and Pu Yun dare not go on stage at all!
(End of this chapter)