Not only Jacob, but also Morgan and others behind were also pounding their eyes, glanced at the side without a trace, staring at the student who had just arrived not far away.

The students who specifically went to ask for help from other teachers rushed over, their faces pale and shook their heads hopelessly at Morgan.

No one except Jacob was willing to come.

Morgan felt a chill in his heart.

Then, it cools again and becomes even cooler.

Because Huai Shi read it.

"I heard that there are many fans here, probably these ones?"

Huai Shi asked warmly, but for some reason, they suddenly felt the roots of their necks chilling. They wanted to defend themselves, but what could be defended at this time? Didn’t they instigate them secretly?

?There are people coming to the door, so is there any need to justify them?

"Thank you all the distorted love."

Huai Shi smiled gently, took a step forward, "Today, I will hold a meeting for you."

collapse.

The whole club seemed to be shocked suddenly.

Feel the power of trampling.

At Huai Shi's feet, the club's floor tiles cracked a gap. After drilling the surface cement, the footprints were deeply trapped in the soil.

I walked into the club of the pure blooders in this way, looked around the exquisite decorations, and sighed.

At this time, Jacob could no longer sit and see Huai Shi being so arrogant. He angrily stopped him and stared at his face: "Do you just have no love at all?"

"What about that?"

Huai Shi sneered: "After all, what does this matter have to do with you? This teacher, you take yourself too seriously, right? In the final analysis, there is no room for you to intervene-"

Jacob was furious: "I am the instructor here!"

"Then you will be responsible."

Huai Shi's expression suddenly became cold. Without waiting for his reaction, he took another step forward, which shocked the entire club again.

"Today, I brought my students here, not to seek guilt, but to tell him: justice is here, but not given by others, you always need to get it yourself!"

Huai Shi stepped forward and pressed step by step: "Since you just said that the students will solve the problems between students themselves, and then the disputes between teachers will be settled by the teacher!

We always have to demonstrate to them - the way adults solve problems depends on their hands, not on their mouths!”

He stared at the face that was close at hand and asked word by word: "Are you anything else to show off except a mouth?"

Jacob's face turned blue and white, and he subconsciously looked at his left and right, but found that no colleagues were coming.

At this point, he still doesn't understand what's going on? I'm afraid he is the only one who comes here today...

But by Huai Shi being forced to this position, how could he find a way out?

"Okay, solve the problem, right?"

He gritted his teeth with a blue face: "That's what you wish!"

The entire club suddenly shook slightly again, and in the center of the hall, a pure white field and space had already unfolded. Countless color blocks reacted and disappeared, and finally gathered into a blue-gray stone slab, empty and quiet.

In the Ivory Tower, it represents the so-called "classroom".

Empty classroom.

The teaching and research department grants teachers permission to temporarily open up a real virtual space for teaching. It is very similar to the simulation in the Book of Destiny, but there is no such flexible record to choose and use.

It is precisely because of its safety that it will be used in most dangerous courses and teaching to avoid some tragic trauma that cannot be saved by even the school clinic.

In this framework created by the Creator, all entrants will temporarily be transformed into recording life forms for simulation, so naturally there is no need to worry about life danger.

However, because the application procedures are too cumbersome, and the classical music appreciation lesson is really not available. Even if you have permission, Huai Shi is too lazy to activate and register.

This time it was his first experience, and it looked particularly novel.

Like a local bun.

"What are you waiting for, Mr. Huai Shi."

Jacob pulled out two daggers from behind his waist, and said coldly: "Let me learn if you are as magical as that idiot Sasaki boasted."

"Don't be impatient."

Huai Shi stood at the edge of the elevated classroom, but waved behind her and signaled the two students to come forward.

After the hut in the forest and Yuanyuan came over, he looked at the faces of the two students, thought about it, and said seriously: "As a teacher, I have received the trust and expectations of you and your elders, but I am limited to the

I have learned too little, and I don’t know what to teach you, nor do I know whether it can help you grow - from this point of view, I am a teacher who is not qualified."

Lin Shijiu and Yuanyuan opened their mouths and wanted to speak, but saw Huai Shi waved his hand and signaled them not to interrupt.

Then, Huai Shi continued: "Next, even if it is the first time I will start a class for you, I hope you can listen carefully and learn something, it will be better.

If you can't learn, don't worry, I can teach you again, do you know?"

Lin Shijiu seemed to have some awareness and nodded quickly.

Yuanyuan still had a dignified and calm expression, but he just nodded seriously.

They are all good students.

Huai Shi smiled with relief, reached out and touched their heads, then took the Shanjun giant sword from Yuanyuan's hand: "Let me borrow this."

He noticed the touch of others, and the white tiger, who was staying in the sword blade, opened his eyes and roared in anger.

But as Huai Shi's wrist shook, the sword blade made a tame cry, and it became gentle and gentle as if it was a kitten.

He easily intimidated Shan Jun and carried the heavy sword blade on his shoulders. Huai Shi took a last look at them, turned around and walked towards the field of the empty classroom with a smile.

As he stepped in, his momentum did not rise step by step, and even began to weaken rapidly.

The originally prosperous source substance disappeared without a trace, and the strange holy marks of Shao Siming were not reflected in any way.

Just under Huai Shi's control, he was regressing quickly.

If it weren't for the calm smile on his face, others would almost think something was wrong or had stepped on some trap.

In just a few seconds, Huai Shi quickly fell from a third-level sublimator to the level of a whiteboard.

Without any power of the Holy Scar, at best it is just the same quality as the novice sublimator who has passed the secondary development period.

Facing Jacob's gloomy expression, Huai Shi supported the sword blade, stretched her body swayingly, pulling her neck and waist, as if warming up, to avoid cramps caused by intense exercise.

“As an idol, I’m ashamed that I can’t sing, dance and rap.”

Huai Shi calmly held the hilt of the sword, tilted her head and smiled at the students outside the venue: "So, for today's meeting, let's perform a traditional program for everyone."

At that moment, Jacob finally couldn't bear the humiliation of Huai Shi, and roared in anger. The boiling source gathered in his eyes, bursting out a turquoise of green light.

His whole person became illusory and erratic, as if he would collapse in the air in an instant, but his face appeared with a hideous outline like a wolf.

The spirit of the Holy Spirit awakens in his body, catalyzing the body, making his appearance gradually move closer to the legendary messenger of the Lord of All Spirits.

And he had disappeared in an instant like smoke.

In an instant, as the smoke suddenly closed, half of his body poked out from the void in front of Huai Shi, and the dagger covered with frost in his hand pierced towards Huai Shi's neck.

Huai Shi was still standing there, motionless, as if she was still smiling at the audience outside the venue.

Next, let me demonstrate to you the specialty of the King of Jinling’s Dead-Headed-

At the moment when he could not be released, the Shanjun broad sword in his hand suddenly flipped, and jumped upwards with the swaying of his arm. The blade roared, and suddenly stirred up layers of air, forming a desolate tornado.

The wind follows the tiger, and the clouds follow the dragon.

Now, the tiger roar bursts on the blade with a hurricane, causing the sword to be given an almost incredible speed under the urging of the drummer.

Thunder and thunder flashed away.

The roar of a tiger slowly dissipated from the air.

A headless corpse fell from the sudden explosion of smoke, and then, it was the head that had never been able to react to death.

In the dead silence, only blood was splashing in all directions, but under the hurricane caused by the sword blade, no drop fell on Huai Shi's body.

Ignoring the body beneath his feet, he raised his head and looked at Jacob who appeared on the other side of the overhead classroom again, smiling.

Finger hooks.

He said, "Come again."

Jacob was stunned and had not yet woken up from the momentary death, but then he saw Huai Shi appearing strangely in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the loud sound of the floor tiles being treaded sharply.

Contrast the cold eyes with deep mockery.

It seems to be saying-If you don’t come, then I’ll go there!

Before he could react, Shan Jun roared again, slashing and blood gushing!

Still, dead head!
To be continued...