Chapter 162: One more round

Huo Juxiong could see that the whole class was all abnormal.
In the entire W division, there were not many people who could slash the sword to Xiaocheng, and this scum squad actually saw three.
And the remaining three people haven't taken a shot yet, seeing that they all have a samurai sword in their hands.
It is very likely that these three guys will all slash.
Thinking of this, Huo Juxiong no longer challenged recklessly, but pointed at the three who did not make a move: "The three of you have reached a small success with the sword?"
Yuan Dashao smiled and said, "Don't you know if you try?"
He said he was about to come out.
Young Master Guo grabbed him: "I'm older than you, it's me."
Young Master Wen jumped out directly beside the two of them: "I'm more handsome than you two, I'll come first!"
The two naturally didn't want to, and pulled him back, saying: "Old rules!"
Huo Juxiong frowned.
No matter where I went before, other people avoided me.
It's good today. After coming to this scum class, everyone wants to fight with themselves.
Dare to treat each one as a human sandbag!
Nima!
But what is this old rule?
When Huo Juxiong was wondering, he heard the three people over there already shouting.
He yelled and made various gestures.
"Four seasons to make a fortune, six or six great smooths, eight horses, nine or nine links..."
When Huo Juxiong saw this, he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
Boxing? !
These guys actually punched to decide who came first.
Dare to be in their eyes, he is really a human sandbag!
But it doesn't matter, even if the remaining three guys can draw swords, I don't believe that you all have reached Xiaocheng.
As long as it is not Xiaocheng's dagger, I can deal with it.
...
Three minutes later, Huo Juxiong lay on the ground, his face pale.
This is already the eighth time he flew out today.
He used to fight wherever he went.
After coming to the scum class today, they were abused by these teachers and students.
And he can clearly feel that most of these students are Level 3 Quasi-Martial Artists.
However, he was able to challenge the strength of Level 5 Quasi-Martial Artists, and in front of these guys, he was so abused that he didn't even have a chance to shoot.
The most important thing is that all of these guys' darts and slashes have reached small success.
Do you want to be so perverted?
In the entire W division, there are hundreds of thousands of warriors, and only a few hundred people who can cut the sword to a small level.
Now the six students in this class have all achieved small successes.
Is this too exaggerated?
That being said, the teacher's drawing sword is definitely stronger.
It is very likely that it has reached the Dacheng!
Oh my!
Huo Juxiong felt a little dizzy.
In the entire W division, there are only a dozen people who can master the swordsmanship.
Moreover, drawing a sword is easy to learn but difficult to learn. If you want to practice to great success, it takes years and months of practice and insights from countless battles.
Therefore, those who drew their swords to achieve great success are mostly warriors in their 40s or 50s. There are even sixty or seventy.
This teacher seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He has achieved great success by drawing the sword?
Do you dare to exaggerate a bit more?
Just as he was thinking, Zhang Fan said lightly: "Student Hovini, have you taken it?"
"puff……"
Huo Juxiong sprayed out directly.
"My name is Huo Juxiong."
Huo Juxiong snorted coldly.
"Okay, classmate Bear. Do not accept it?"
After hearing this, Huo Juxiong slandered to himself: I am such a mighty and domineering name, Huo Juxiong, called so cute by you, is this really good?
But this is better than calling Pooh directly, so Huo Juxiong didn't struggle with this anymore.
Instead, he stubbed his neck, raised his head, and said directly: "I don't accept it!"
Zhang Fan nodded and said to the others: "Well, Huo Xiaoxiong is not convinced, then everyone will go up one by one and have another round. Until he takes it."
Huo Juxiong felt almost crying after hearing this.
"Go up one by one, one more round", why does this sound so evil?
I'm a big man.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Forget it today, when I rest, I will come back tomorrow."
Zhang Fan didn't care too much, and said: "If that's the case, let's stop here for today. Tomorrow everyone will go on one by one until he takes it."
Wang Dong asked seriously: "Teacher, what if he keeps dissatisfied?"
"Then one round every day."
Zhang Fan naturally answered.
Huo Juxiong felt like he had received 10,000 critical damage.
What is "a round every day", is this endless?
But Huo Juxiong is also a master who refuses to admit defeat.
He is the kind of natural supernatural power.
Since becoming a quasi-martialist at the age of 15, he has almost fought wherever he went.
Today, I was totally planted in this scum class.
How could this make him willing?
He secretly made up his mind that one day he would step on this class.
Let these guys never dare to turn themselves!
At the same time, in the rocket class.
The three students who had been beaten by Huo Juxiong were standing in front of the head teacher Yu Deliang.
"Teacher, we have already inquired clearly, that guy is a student who just transferred from the scum class."
Said a student.
"Later, the head teacher of the scum class called him away. It is very likely that this was actually the head teacher Zhang Fan who instructed him behind his back. Even if he did not instruct him, he still condoned the students to beat others."
"Yes. It seems that he also cleaned up the student later, but maybe this is exactly what they sang."
Yu Deliang frowned slightly as he listened to the three people's guesses.
"Teacher, if you don't go to their class to find a place, then where do we put the face of the Rockets class?"
"Teacher Yu, I'm afraid we can't beat them? Don't we already have secret martial skills? It is easy to win them."
"Yeah, we..."
At this point, Yu Deliang looked gloomy and interrupted the three of them.
"Shut up! That secret martial skill is left on the freshman assessment two months later, as the ultimate killer. How can it be exposed so easily?"
The three students listened, and they all shut up.
Yu Deliang continued: "In short, don't bother with the scum squad in these two months~EbookFREE.me~ After two months of the freshman assessment, you can defeat the scum squad in one fell swoop, and you will truly be famous for the whole college. Now that I am wronged, what is the comparison with that?"
The three students glanced at each other, and finally nodded: "The teacher taught me the right way."
...
At the same time, in the training hall, Zhang Fan has asked the students to wear helmets, enter the martial arts learning system, and continue to learn to draw swords.
Zhuge Liang already had a deep understanding of drawing a sword, Zhang Fan asked him to start learning lunges.
Zhugeliang gave Zhang Fan a grateful look.
He knew that this lunge was Teacher Zhang's unique martial arts.
I am afraid that the value of martial arts like this is close to ten million.
Such precious martial arts and martial arts, just let yourself learn.
This teacher seems to be haughty on weekdays, but he has nothing to say to his students. ()