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No one thought that the battle came quickly and ended quickly, and people did not respond at all.

From Yang Ming raising his finger, using his sword to show his solitude to seek defeat, and then Yang Ming retracting his finger, no more than five seconds in total.

But in just five seconds, Yang Ming's three-inch sword gas with condensed fingertips swept across the chest of the four Tailong people, tearing the school uniforms of their chests, leaving an inch deep on their chests. Sword marks, blood burst out.

The four of Tailong seemed to be hit by petrochemical light, and the whole person was as dumb as a stone sculpture.

At the moment when he felt a tingling in the chest, the four of Tailong could feel that the death scythe was only a distance away from him.

If it weren’t for Yang Ming watching a classmate, there was no big hatred, so if his men showed mercy, that sword spirit would pierce their hearts directly!

When Yang Mingsheng recruited back, the four talents of Tailong suddenly realized that they should not be soaked with sweat, as if they had just been taken out of the sea.

"I……"

Tyrone opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when his eyes stared at Yang Ming's deep eyes for a moment, his goose bumps suddenly fell off the floor, reminiscent of the amazing sword that had just been taken from it. Quickly swallow all swear words back into your stomach.

Tyrone understood that he was defeated by Yang Ming with his sword in the possession of Wuhun, not to mention that he never saw Yang Ming summon Wuhun and Soul Ring from beginning to end.

This great gap in strength is like pulling a rift between the two, making people feel desperate!

Seeing Tailong still standing still and motionless, Yang Ming didn't have a good air:

"Don't leave me yet?"

Yang Ming's words are without emotion, but they can be heard in the ears of Tailong's four people, but they are no different than Qingtian's thunder.

The four of Tailong didn't know whether Yang Ming wanted them to roll, was it true, or did they want them to leave.

However, the four Tyrones had already tasted Yang Ming's power, and wherever he dared to disobey the order of the big brother, his face immediately showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Okay, I'm going."

With that in mind, Tyrone squatted immediately, holding his knees with both hands, pushing his toes hard, and the whole person rolled forward in a spherical shape.

The other three saw each other, looked at each other for a while, then clenched their teeth, and then followed Tailong to get out.

There was an uproar in the classroom.

They didn't expect that Yang Ming's words really made the four of Tailong get out, which was beyond their expectations.

No matter how jealous Yang Ming is, the boys are like being poured into a pot of cold water at this moment, and they have suppressed the jealous fire in their hearts, knowing that Yang Ming can't afford it.

The girls originally paid more attention to Yang Ming because of Yang Ming's face value. At this time, they were all eye-catching.

It is said that women are cats, and the biggest characteristic of cats is curiosity.

At this time, the girls in the classroom all wanted to chat with Yang Ming about life and philosophy, and understand what this person was like.

The classroom door opened again, and Mr. Shao Xin, the teacher of Tangdou Soul, walked in, and at a glance saw the four Tailong rolling on the ground, slightly stunned.

"Taylor classmate, are the four of you childish, or is your brain flooded? Don't you sit back in my seat?"

Hearing teacher Shao Xin's evaluation, the classroom burst into laughter.

In the laughter of the classmates, the four of Tyrone blushed like monkey butts, and felt like burning pain on their faces.

But even so, the four of Tailong did not dare to find Yang Ming's guts.

Because they are really scared.

A person who didn't even use Wuhun, but let them four feel the feeling of death at the same time, such a person, they can't afford to bother at all!

A small disturbance calmed down smoothly under Yang Ming's light treatment.

Shao Xin coughed a bit and began to take classes formally.

"Today's subject is the role of the Soul Master of Food on the battlefield."

"As we all know, the food department soul division is the weakest existence in the soul division world, but at the same time they are also the existence that any soul division cannot ignore. Having a strong food department soul division as a partner, then your own combat power will be great. Increased the scope, especially the continuous combat capability."

"Below, I will tell you about the role of the Soul Master of the Food Department on the battlefield..."

What Mr. Shao Xin said later, Yang Ming was not very clear.

There is nothing wrong with Mr. Shao Xin, that is, the lectures are one-of-a-kind, and they have the virtue of the mathematics teacher of Yang Ming’s last life, and they directly hypnotized him to sleep.

Yang Ming put the textbook upright in front of him, his head lying on the table, his eyes closed, and he immediately entered a dream.

Everyone who has stood on the podium knows that students can make small movements under the podium, not to mention sleeping on the desk, even if they are flying under the desk.

Of course, Shao Xin found Yang Ming dozing off the first time, but he already knew the importance of Yang Ming to the college.

What can teacher Shao Xin do?

Of course, forgive him!

Maybe ~www.ltnovel.com~ This is the teacher's differential treatment of top students.

The teaching system of the college is not strict. At least for Yang Ming, it is not as strict as the former Shrek College. Like most Soul Master Colleges, classes are held in the morning and students train themselves in the afternoon.

Because I stayed up all night last night, Yang Ming spent the entire night dozing off all the classes.

Although it is true that Yang Ming is a top student, some college systems should still be put in place.

No, teachers including Shao Xin couldn't control themselves, so they had to stab the matter to Liu Erlong, the deputy dean, and let the dean take charge of Yang Ming.

In doing so, one thing is to maintain the rules and regulations of the college, and the other is not to offend Yang Ming. It is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

When the school bell rang in the morning and Xiaowu was about to take Yang Ming to a restaurant in Tiandoucheng for dinner, Liu Erlong had been waiting at the entrance of the classroom early in the morning, looking at Yang Ming with a smile.

Yesterday, Yang Ming saw through her deliberately stimulating the master's routine and did not give her a face, which has always made Liu Erlong grudge.

what?

How do you say girls can be so sweet?

Liu Erlong said that she is not stingy, she is here to implement the rules and regulations of the college!

Liu Erlong's mature and plump body leaned half against the door frame, and all the passing students bowed their heads to say hello to her, one by one realizing that something had happened, and dared not stay to watch the show.

The students who knew Liu Erlong knew very well what kind of violent soul was hidden under her beautiful body, and staying to see the play was definitely a death, so they all put oil on the soles of their feet and walked away. .

Liu Erlong hooked his finger towards Yang Ming, his thick red lips pursed a seductive arc, and a sensual soft voice came from his throat, saying:

"Yang Ming, come to the office with me."