Chapter 1908: Please call me a tutor (2)

Early the next morning, Kyle sent a set of mentoring suits from the School of the Fire.
Shen Yanxiao's body is petite, although Kyle has already let people get the smallest number for Shen Yanxiao, but wearing Shen Yanxiao is still a little big.
Dressed in the clothes, Shen Yanxiao went to the lecture place in the afternoon.
It was a small martial arts field. The first batch of students taught by Shen Yanxiao had more than 50 students. Those students came to the martial arts field early in the morning and confessed in groups of three and five.
"I heard that the tutor who taught us today is the low-level undead." A dead youth gathered around his companion.
"Isn't it true? The dean is mad, can't he find a low-ranking undead to be a mentor, and teach us?" Another undead teenager looks surprised, and there is no resurrection of the undead in the entire School of the Fire. The college has a branch that resurrects the undead, but the number of students there is small, and the teachers who teach them are also high-level undead.
This low-level undead came to be a mentor, not to mention the School of the Fire, and there was no college to do the whole mourning abyss.
"It is said that the lower undead is recommended by Kyle's mentor, and I don't know what it is."
"Kyle Mentor? Is it true that Kyle’s mentor is resurrected? But that is also the resurrection of the undead."
"It's a joke. Find a low-level undead to give us a purebred undead. What does he teach us? Body? The ghost knows what it is."
"Forget it, just look at the excitement, you don't know it. Usually, the low-ranking undead see us not even dare to carry it. Let the guy teach us, it is not bad to estimate the diaper pants that are not scared."
"It’s also, haha..."
A group of undead teenagers waited in the performance field with their lively mentality. They did not believe that a lower-class undead would be qualified to teach them. They were the first students to receive physical education courses. They all came to watch the wonderful teacher. No one really wants to learn something.
After waiting for a moment, a group of students were lazy in the side.
A petite figure came in from the entrance of the martial arts field, and all the students cast their gaze at the entrance at the same time.
It was a very petite, low-level undead. The black attire was too wide on her body. The rolled cuffs showed the slender wrists that couldn’t help but hold. The grayish white face had a pair of clear and calm scorpions. Her The head is not high, and even every student present is taller than her.
Such a petite lower undead, appearing among a group of purebred undead teenagers, is particularly abrupt.
A pair of eyes staring at the figure, curious, ridiculous, contemptuous, and more is looking at her with a complicated look.
"It's her!" The undead teenager poked his companion and lifted his chin.
"I am going, this is small? Is this product adult?"
"You are stupid! Resurrection of the undead, how old it was when it was resurrected, how old it has been since, and the ghost knows when she was resurrected. It is estimated that she was a little boy when she died."
"Does this little devil teach us physical skills? Isn't it a physical exercise that doesn't use dead air? Is it possible to play with her little arm and calf? I feel that I can break her wrist with one hand. It is."
All the students present were unable to accept the appearance of such a small tutor.