Chapter 134 [133] The Demon Slayer Group was frightened by Cheng Han

After two days of exams, Cheng Han's final results naturally shocked the school teachers.

Every course has a score of 95 or above.

This is definitely the standard of an outstanding student.

Even Principal Yanshan was alarmed and specially sent a female assistant to invite Cheng Han over for tea again.

anyway.

Yanshan is a retired black-armored military officer, and it is rare for ordinary students to see him.

Like Cheng Han, who goes to the principal's office for tea every now and then, he is the only one in the school.

Yanshan asked curiously: "How on earth did you do it?"

Cheng Han told the truth: "Strength!"

Yanshan's face twitched, obviously he didn't believe it.

The female assistant next to her pursed her lips quietly.

Cheng Han was helpless.

You want to believe that I am a genius in cultivation, why don’t you believe that I am a genius in learning?

This is stereotyped prejudice!

Yanshan did not dwell on the issue of grades and changed the topic: "To what extent have you practiced the Thirteenth 'Gui Po Style' of the Nine Yuan Strengthening Style?"

As soon as he said this, even the female assistant looked over.

obviously.

Everyone wants to know when Cheng Han has mastered all thirteen combat skills and started to attack the warrior level.

Cheng Han said more conservatively: "I've already started."

In fact, he is not just getting started, but has already mastered this style proficiently. However, he has only learned it for three days, and this speed is really exaggerated.

Yanshan thought for a while and took the initiative to say: "I have practiced the Guibo style well, and I have some experience in this aspect."

Cheng Han was a little embarrassed.

With the help of the powerful deduction ability of the omniscient eye, his understanding of the Guipo style will only be deeper than that of the principal.

But it would be a bad idea to refuse the principal's kindness directly.

Cheng Han had an idea and decisively activated the Spirit Controlling Xuan Seal and sent a message.

Then he made a sign of listening: "Principal Yanshan, please give me your advice."

Iwayama began to ramble: "About this style..."

Ten seconds later.

Suddenly a high-pitched cry sounded in the distance.

"hold head high!"

Cheng Han was stunned for a moment: "This seems to be the voice of my feathered beast."

The female assistant interjected: "It seems to be coming from the sports field."

Yanshan stopped talking and said, "Let's go to the corridor and have a look."

The principal's office is located on the highest floor of the classroom building, with a very good view, overlooking most of the campus.

Cheng Han walked to the corridor and immediately "dumbed down" for a moment.

I saw a feathered beast with a ribbon tied around its neck, running wildly on the sports field, chasing a ball.

Today is the last school day of the year. The students have herded sheep and many students are playing football in the sports field.

With its speed far exceeding that of humans, the feathered beast rushed to the goal with the ball.

"good!"

"pretty!"

The students cheered loudly and the atmosphere was extremely joyful.

Iwayama's tone was full of surprise: "Your feathered beast can also play football?"

It is said that this was the first time for the principal to see such a strange thing.

Cheng Han considered it and said: "It has a wide range of hobbies and is always unwilling to stay in the animal shed."

Yanshan's stone-faced face was slapped again.

soon.

The middle-aged beast master hurried over: "Inspector Cheng, your feathered beast..."

He stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

Yanshan waved his hand: "Cheng Han, you go and take the feathered beast back first."

Cheng Han left quickly.

Yanshan returned to the office and suddenly came to his senses.

He looked at the female assistant and asked: "I just started to talk about my experience, and the boy's feathered beast came out and ran around. Do you think this is too coincidental?"

The female assistant smiled: "What a coincidence."

Yanshan's stone face showed signs of breaking his guard: "If you put it this way, this kid doesn't want to listen to my experience."

The female assistant put it more tactfully: "Cheng Han is a genius."

Meaning, do geniuses need to listen to the experiences of ordinary people?

Yanshan was a little embarrassed and slapped him in the face.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

"oops!"

The female assistant covered her back, looking shy.

Yanshan thought of the feathered beast and sighed: "This kid's methods are too powerful. How did he train him?"

Anyone who thinks with their toenails knows that this is definitely not the result of the Animal Taming Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, wouldn’t feathered beasts that can play football be everywhere on the ground?

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the other side.

The illusion dissipates.

Cheng Han was just curious about the principal's reaction, so he conducted a deduction and happened to see the ridiculous scene of Yanshan "slapping" the female assistant.

He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "The principal looks like an honest person on the surface, but secretly he is having such a good time!"

He had done deductions before, and Yanshan's concept of marriage was quite "advanced".

This guy is not officially married, but he has three women, and the female assistant is one of them. She also gave birth to a pair of children for the principal.

But that's not surprising.

Who doesn’t have two faces in front of him and in the back?

*

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

School ends early.

This means that Cheng Han's third grade career is completely over.

When school starts next year, he will be a fourth-year student.

Starting tomorrow, the two-month "winter vacation" officially begins.

Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with Cheng Han.

As the chief inspector of the inspection department, he has to continue to participate in curfew patrols.

He sighed: "It's not that easy to be a genius."

night.

As Cheng Han thought, a black mist surged out, covering his figure.

He laughed in a low tone: "In front of others, I am a genius, and behind others, I am Netherworld."

The words just fell.

Black mist exploded.

The figure disappeared.
To be continued...