I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

When he came to the faculty office, Cheng Rang found the strange man who was said by the students to be dressed in white and wrapped himself like a rice dumpling.

"Hey, you are the guardian of the transfer student, aren't you, Mr. Bai?" Cheng Rang said in a bad tone as soon as he entered the door.

Dressed in white clothes, even covering his face, only the gaps in the eyes were exposed, even so the shadows covered the appearance of the eyes.

The man was sitting on a chair with a comic book in his hands, and he slowly closed it when he saw Cheng Rang coming, "Ah, I've known you for a long time, you must be Teacher Cheng, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense..." Cheng Rang stepped forward in two or three steps, and stretched out his hand to him, "You are the guardian of classmate Horibe, so you need to bear the repair costs of the damaged wall of the school building, and the money will be paid first."

Mr. Bai didn't seem to expect that the first sentence Cheng Rang came to find himself was to compensate for the damage to the school building. His tone froze, and he subconsciously asked, "What is the exact amount?"

"30."

The man seemed relieved and said with a smile: "With 30 yen, it will be soon."

Can--"

"Who said it was Japanese yen? It's a beautiful knife, brother." Cheng Rang shook his outstretched hand and rubbed it hard twice.

"..."

"What are you doing in a daze, take the money."

"Can I understand that you are blackmailing me?"

Wu Jian, who was watching everything from the side, was sweating on his forehead. He was about to step forward to say something, but he immediately pursed his lips when he heard the amount of 30 US dollars, and his buttocks were firmly pressed against the seat surface.

A wall costs 30... Although it seems that Mr. Cheng's old school building that he hired someone to renovate alone is very expensive, but I didn't expect it to be a bit outrageously expensive.

If you count the corridors, staff offices, other multimedia classrooms and underground activity areas, the value of this dilapidated school building that was originally built on the hill after renovation is likely to exceed tens of millions of dollars...

I'm really willing to spend my money. As expected of you, should I consider calling him Boss Cheng later?

When Wu Jian didn't know what he was thinking, Cheng Rang didn't seem to have any intention of going around in circles with the man in front of him. He nodded and admitted, "Yes, I'm just blackmailing you. I want money to make you remember better." , I have no objection to arranging students to come into Class E to assassinate, but the public environment needs to be maintained by everyone, and I hope you can make Horibe-san understand this."

This sentence almost choked Mr. Bai to the point of choking his throat.

I’ve seen the straightforward ones, but I’ve never seen you so straightforward, you want to steal money and you say it so confidently and well-founded, you just say that a set of tables costs tens of thousands of dollars!

Hey, don't say that Mr. Bai's guess is quite accurate, the set of desks and chairs that can be automatically raised and lowered with multimedia functions is really the price.

"Hurry up, you old man is just moaning, I didn't ask you to fix this wall!" Cheng Rang was obviously a little impatient when he saw him babble.

"We can afford to repair the walls, and for this money..."

"Repair? How do you repair it? That wall is made of technological materials that don't exist on your current planet. I have to buy it from a parallel universe tens of millions of light-years away. Don't make it so simple."

So if you really use such a high-end material, why does it break when you touch it, don't you guys have any idea? !

"Hey."

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, Cheng Rang looked back, and saw a white-haired boy in a school uniform standing behind him, staring straight at him without blinking.

"You seem very strong...can I kill you?"

Cheng Rang looked him up and down. This new face in school uniform should be today's new transfer student.

"You are, Horibe Isunari, right? When we first meet, I am the physical education teacher of Class E, Cheng Rang, just call me Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Rang temporarily shifted his attention to Horibe Itonari, he smiled and opened his arms, "Of course, if you succeed in assassinating me, Sensei, you can get a chance to realize any wish."

"but--"

Before Horibe was about to take action, Cheng Rang raised his finger and explained: "The time I can assassinate the teacher is only effective during the assassination practice, that is, the time in my class, otherwise it will not count."

Horibe Itoshiro said with a ready expression: "It doesn't matter, as long as I kill you to prove that I am stronger than you, wishes and so on are not important."

His eyes were empty, unable to see any light.

Cheng Rang said: "The teacher asks you, what is the reason why you want to prove yourself strong? What did you give up to become stronger?"

"If it's just for the sake of being strong, I advise you to die."

Cheng Rang turned his head and looked at the white mask sitting behind him, "Let's make a bet, I bet he can't beat Teacher Kill, if I win, you just pay for it obediently, if I lose, you don't have to pay for the wall How about it?"

"Hehe, that may disappoint you, Mr. Cheng." Mr. Bai put his hands in his wide cuffs, "This bet...I take it."

Chapter 71 Ring Time

After school, all the desks and chairs in the classroom were removed, and a ring-like arena was formed, with Sasensei and Horibe Itosei standing in the center, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

"Is this going to be a ring fight..." Irina, Wujian and the others stood outside the circle surrounded by the tables.

Wu Jian said: "That's right, it's like a fighting arena, he's the first guy who will carry out an assassination operation like this."

"This is no longer considered an 'assassination', Mr. Wu Jian. "Cheng Rang crossed his arms and looked at the two people in the center of the arena, "It's a "death fight" between two trapped beasts in the arena... But in my opinion, Horibe is just so confused that he doesn't even know who he is. children. "

Mr. Bai took a step forward, patted Horibe's shoulder and said, "I guess you are tired of simple assassination, Mr. Kill, let's set a new rule this time."

"——Anyone who steps half a step out of the ring will be sentenced to death on the spot! What do you think?"

The students talked all of a sudden.

"...What kind of rule is this? Even if you really lose, no one will abide by it."

"No." Akabane said: "This is a rule decided in front of everyone... If you don't abide by it, your credibility as a teacher will plummet. Didn't Teacher Cheng teach us this before? Using this It is actually very effective to limit the killing of teachers by rules.”

The raised corners of Koro-sensei’s lips did not change, “Okay, as a teacher, I will follow your instructions.

The rules we set are here.But, Itonari-san, if you bring danger to the audience, you can be considered defeated on the spot. "

"Also, stop destroying public property!" Cheng Rang interjected, pointing to the hole in the wall behind the classroom not far away, "The wall hasn't been repaired yet, so don't tear down the school building I've worked so hard to renovate!"

"..." Horibe Itonari nodded slightly, apparently agreeing.

Mr. Bai seemed to be determined to win this fight, and raised his arms, "Then follow the signal I gave to start the war."

Cheng Rang interjected again at this moment, and he said coldly to Mr. Bai who raised his arms: "Mr. Bai, you should think about it. If either student Horibe or Mr. Sha steps out of the arena... I will immediately execute the death penalty personally, no Save any sympathy."

As if to prove the weight of his words, the long knife flashed in Cheng Rang's hand, and he slapped it heavily on the desk in front of him.

"...It's Teacher Cheng's sword!"

"Oops, Teacher Cheng is serious!"

As soon as the students saw Cheng Rang really took out the weapon, they all felt tense, swallowed their throats secretly, and cold sweat leaked from their foreheads unconsciously.

Every student can smell the chilling aura that comes from the real sword edge. In this duel... those who step out of the ring will really die!

"It's too late to regret it now. After all, it was just an assassination between the student and the teacher. If it fails, there will be another chance. It's just for the $30 repair fee bet. There's no need to gamble a student's life, right?"

At this moment, Mr. Bai's raised hand seemed to be firmly tied to the ceiling by invisible chains.

"I won't lose." Horibe Itonari turned his head to look at Mr. Bai, his eyes filled with madness, "This kind of fighting is interesting."

"Assassination...start!"

As Mr. Bai swung his arm vigorously, there was a huge blast of air accompanied by a silver afterimage flashing across the center of the ring. Before Mr. Kill seemed to react, the tentacles of his left hand were instantly severed by something.

"what?!"

"This--!"

Everyone's eyes were all focused on the same place. It wasn't the severed tentacles of Kashi-sensei, but the tentacles waving at high speed on Horibe Itonori's head.

His white hair seemed to have gained life in an instant, and the tentacles of a different color from Mr. Kill's but equally powerful were dancing crazily, tearing the air with a sharp sound.

Teacher Kill was also in shock as he clutched the severed wound, and immediately the obvious blood vessels began to swell up on its head.

The entire face fell into pitch black, which was the color of rage.

"Where did you get the tentacles! The tentacles on that head!!" The peaceful tone disappeared in a blink of an eye, replaced by an extremely angry and terrifying growl.

"We are not obligated to tell you the whole story, but you should be able to accept it, right?" Mr. Bai said unmoved: "Although the parents are different and the education they received is different, this child is different from you. ...They are indeed "brothers".Speaking of which, teacher, your expression is really scary. Why... could it be that some bad memories have been brought back? "

The new tentacles regenerated, Mr. Kill still had a dark face, "...it seems that there are some things, the teacher must have a good talk with you."

Mr. Bai seemed to sneer, raised his arms, and a strange light burst out from the cuffs.

"It's impossible to talk, this time you are dead."

The moment the flash of light hit Mr. Kill, its body froze.

"!?"

"If you are irradiated by this kind of pressure light at a very close distance, it will cause the cells in your body to expand and make your body instantly stiff. We already know all your weaknesses." Bai Bai The gentleman gave Mr. Kill a thumbs up in contempt.

"Go to hell, brother."

Several tentacles flew from Horibe's head towards Mr. Kill, piercing it which was immobile, and collided with the floor with a loud bang.

Cheng Rang suddenly covered his forehead and sighed, and glanced aside at Xiao Mo who was also looking at him.

"I always feel that this kind of scene seems to have happened to me... Tentacle attacks, even the lines are exactly the same."

"Stop talking, bro..."

It seemed that Xiaomo herself felt shy when mentioning the dark history before, a blush stained her cheeks, she turned her head away.

"Did you kill it? The octopus?"

"No... on top."

Following Terasaka's reminder, the students looked up, and saw that Mr. Kill was hanging from the ceiling panting, with many small wounds on his head, and the originally neat clothes were also covered with dust.

Mr. Bai looked at the layer of translucent substance that had been poked to pieces on the floor, "Shed skin? Speaking of which, you do have such a trick."

Shiota Nagisa opened his mouth wide.That is the escape skill that kills the teacher at the bottom of the box, but he was forced to use it so quickly...

However, the trick of shedding the skin has been mastered by the opponent long ago. Whether it is after shedding the skin or regenerating the body, it takes a lot of physical strength to kill the teacher. Now it has obviously fallen into a passive position.

Mr. Kill, who slowed down a lot, was being chased by the tentacles waving at high speed from Horibe Itoari's head.

[Mr. Killer's Weakness 16: Just after shedding her skin. 】

[Mr. Killer's Weakness 17: Just after rebirth. 】

The loud noise caused by the tentacles striking each other sounded strange.

Horrifying, snapping together.

This, combined with the manipulator's mental state, can also have a considerable effect on the tentacle's actuation.The psychological shake caused by the unexpected tentacle damage, and being in a small venue, even a moment of free time to adjust his mentality was not available.

At this moment, which side is more dominant, everyone can see at a glance.

Mr. Sha could only keep parrying Horibe's attack, but he was unable to organize an effective counterattack. In addition, Mr. Bai's off-court assistance, which seemed to be a shame, was illuminated by special light.

Mr. Lingsha was crushed by classmate Horibe's feet and tentacles.

The surrounding students gasped when they saw Teacher Sha was injured again.

"Hehehe, in this way, you will have to regenerate your feet, and your physical strength will further decrease as a result, so we will be able to succeed."

Horibe Itonari looked down at Mr. Kill, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and said in a stiff tone, "I don't worry, brother, it seems that I am indeed stronger than you."

(Mr. Kill has been cornered, as long as he gives it a fatal blow with more force, the earth will be saved.)

Shiota Nagisa pulled out the dagger from the lapel of his chest and fell into deep thought.

(But why do I feel so unwilling?)

It's as if the opponent is playing rock-paper-scissors. Weaknesses that have been mentioned one after another by the white mask are supposed to be discovered by us in this assassination classroom.

It was... supposed to die at the hands of our E class!

Nagisa Chaotian subconsciously looked at Mr. Cheng who was watching the battle with his arms folded not far away. He had no expression on his face, as if he was not worried about who the winner of this death fight was at all.

Chapter 72 Time for foreign aid

After regenerating the tentacles on his feet, Mr. Kill said slowly: "...as a teacher, this is the first time I have been forced into this kind of predicament. Although on the surface it is just a kind of brave arena-style fight... …but in reality it was calculated with great delicacy."

At this time, Mr. Kill seemed to be aroused to win, "There are too many things I want to ask you... But, if you can't win this game, you will definitely not open your mouth?"

"Now, do you still think you can win? This is simply the powerless barking of a defeated octopus."

"...Mr. Bai, you must be the one who planned to carry out this assassination plan, right? But after all your calculations, you still missed one thing. Since you can support Horibe from the sidelines, then the natural rules will be the default, as a teacher You can also call in foreign aid—right?"

"Do it, Shicheng!"

"After all, Mr. Cheng, he likes to intervene most at this time. Is the teacher right?"

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