It wasn't just Jacob. Morgan's group's eyelids were also twitching. They glanced to the side discreetly and stared at the student who had just rushed back.
The student who had specifically gone to seek help from other teachers had rushed back. His face was pale and he shook his head helplessly at Morgan.
Other than Jacob, no one was willing to come.
Morgan's heart sank.
Then, it felt even colder.
Because Huai Shi looked over.
"I heard that there are many of my fans here. They should be the ones, right?"
Huai Shi asked warmly, but for some reason, they suddenly felt a chill run down their spines. They wanted to defend themselves, but what was there to defend themselves at this time? Weren't they secretly instigating this? Since they had already come to find them, what was the point of explaining?
"Thank you for your love."
Huai Shi smiled gently and took a step forward. "Today, I'm here to hold a meet-and-greet for everyone."
Bang.
The entire club seemed to shake.
They felt the power of the trampling.
Under Huai Shi's feet, the club's tiles cracked. After drilling through the cement surface, the footprints sank deep into the soil.
He walked into the pure-bloods' club in such a grand manner. Looking around at the exquisite decorations, he sighed.
At this time, Jacob could no longer sit and watch Huai Shi act so arrogantly. He angrily blocked his path and glared at him. "Are you not going to give us any face at all?"
"What else?"
Huai Shi sneered. "In the end, what does this have to do with you? Teacher, you think too highly of yourself, don't you think? In the end, there is no room for you to interfere — "
Jacob was furious. "I'm the instructor here!"
"Then you'll be in charge."
Huai Shi's expression instantly turned cold. Before he could react, he took another step forward, causing the entire club to shake again.
"Today, I brought my student here not to denounce him, but to tell him that justice is here, but it is not given by others. You have to take it for yourself!"
Huai Shi stepped forward, pressing on step by step. "Since you just said that the students should settle their own matters, then the dispute between teachers should be settled by the teachers!
We have to show them how adults solve problems with their hands, not their mouths! "
He stared at the face in front of him and asked word by word, "Other than your mouth, what else do you have to show?"
Jacob's face alternated between green and white. He subconsciously looked to his left and right, but he didn't see any of his colleagues coming over.
At this point, how could he not understand what was going on? Perhaps, he was the only one who came here today …
However, after being forced to this point by Huai Shi, how could he find a way out?
"Alright, solve the problem, right?"
His face was ashen as he gritted his teeth. "Then, then, as you wish!"
The entire club suddenly shook slightly again, and right in the center of the hall, a pure white field and space had unfolded. Countless blocks of color flipped and disappeared, finally converging into a green-gray slate, empty and quiet.
In the ivory tower, that represented the so-called "classroom."
A virtual classroom.
The authority granted to the teachers by the teaching and research office temporarily opened up a virtual space that existed in reality for teaching. It was very similar to the simulation in the Book of Destiny, but it was not as flexible as the simulation in the Book of Destiny.
Because of its safety, it was used in most dangerous classes and teaching to avoid some tragic injuries that even the school doctor's office could not save.
In this framework created by the Creator, all those who entered would be temporarily transformed into a recording life form for simulation, so naturally, there was no need to worry about their lives.
However, because the application process was too cumbersome, and there was really no use for it in the classical music appreciation class, even though Huai Shi had the authority, he was too lazy to activate and register it.
This was his first time experiencing it, and it was very novel.
He was like a bumpkin.
"What are you waiting for, Mr. Huai Shi?"
Jacob pulled out two daggers from his waist and said coldly, "Let me see if you are as magical as that idiot Sasaki bragged."
"Calm down."
Huai Shi stood at the edge of the virtual classroom, but waved behind him, motioning the two students to come forward.
After Lin Huaxia and Yuan Yuan came over, he looked at the faces of the two students, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "As a teacher, I have received the trust and expectations of you and your elders, but I am limited by my lack of knowledge. I don't know what to teach you, and I don't know if I can help you grow. From this point of view, I am not qualified as a teacher."
Lin Shijiu and Yuan Yuan opened their mouths to speak, but they saw Huai Shi waving his hand, motioning them not to interrupt.
Then, Huai Shi continued, "Next, it will be my first class for all of you. I hope that all of you will listen carefully. It would be great if you can learn something from it.
If you can't learn it, don't worry, I can teach you again, okay? "
Lin Shijiu seemed to feel something and quickly nodded.
Yuan Yuan still looked dignified and calm, and she just nodded seriously.
They were all good students.
Huai Shi smiled and patted their heads. Then, she took the Mountain Lord Greatsword from Yuan Yuan's hand and said, "Let me borrow this for a while."
Sensing the touch of others, the white tiger in the sword opened its eyes and roared angrily.
But with a shake of Huai Shi's wrist, the sword made a tame sound and became gentle like a kitten.
After easily subduing Shan Jun, Huai Shi placed the heavy sword on her shoulder and glanced at them one last time. Then, she turned around and walked into the empty classroom with a smile on her face.
As he stepped in, his aura did not rise, and it even began to weaken rapidly.
The originally vigorous Origin Form disappeared without a trace, and Young Arbiter Ming's strange Sacred Mark did not appear at all.
Under Huai Shi's control, he was rapidly retreating.
If it weren't for the calm smile on his face, the others would have thought that something had gone wrong, or that they had stepped into a trap.
In just a few seconds, Huai Shi fell from a Level 3 Sublimator to a Blank Board.
Without the help of the Sacred Mark, he was at most a novice Sublimator who had gone through the second growth period.
Facing Jacob's gloomy expression, Huai Shi propped herself up with her sword and stretched her body. She stretched her neck and waist as if she was warming up to avoid cramps from the strenuous exercise that would follow.
"As an idol, I'm ashamed to say that I don't know how to sing, dance, or rap."
Huai Shi calmly held the sword hilt, tilted his head and smiled at the students outside the field. "So, for today's meeting, I'll show you a traditional performance."
At that moment, Jacob finally couldn't stand Huai Shi's humiliation anymore. He roared in anger, and the boiling Origin Form gathered in his eyes, bursting with a burst of green light.
His whole body became illusory and ethereal, as if he would collapse in the air in an instant, but his face appeared to have the ferocious outline of a wolf.
The soul of the Sacred Spirit awakened in his body, catalyzing the body, making his appearance gradually closer to the legendary Coyote, the messenger of the Lord of All Spirits.
And he was already like smoke, instantly dissipating on the spot.
In an instant, as the smoke suddenly closed, half of his body emerged from the void in front of Huai Shi, and the dagger covered in frost in his hand stabbed towards Huai Shi's neck.
Huai Shi still stood in the same place, motionless, as if he was still smiling at the audience outside the field.
Next, I'll show you the best move of Jinling's Guillotine King —
At this critical moment, the Mountain-Lord broadsword in his hand suddenly flipped over. With a wave of his arm, it jumped up. The blade roared and suddenly stirred up layers of air, forming a pale white tornado.
The wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon.
Now, the tiger's roar burst out on the blade together with the hurricane, giving the sword an almost unbelievable speed under the drummer's urging.
Thunder and lightning flashed and disappeared.
The tiger's roar slowly dissipated in the air.
And a headless corpse fell from the smoke that suddenly exploded, and then the head that died before it could react.
In the dead silence, only blood splashed in all directions, but under the hurricane urged by the blade, not a single drop fell on Huai Shi's body.
Ignoring the corpse at his feet, he raised his head and looked at Jacob, who appeared on the other side of the empty classroom again, and smiled.
His fingers moved.
He said, "Again."
Jacob was stunned, and before he could wake up from the moment of death, he saw Huai Shi had appeared in front of him.
Then, the high-pitched sound of the tiles being stepped on rang out.
Against that pair of cold eyes filled with mockery.
It seemed to be saying — if you don't come over, then I'll go over!
Before he could react, the Mountain King roared again, and blood spurted out!
Still, decapitation!
In the late scream, Huai Shi calmly turned around and looked at the students on the sidelines. "Did you see it clearly?"
The students in Forest Hut blankly shook their heads.
Yuan Yuan seemed to be confused. She frowned and then shook her head. "I didn't see the posture of the arm clearly."
"Don't look at the hand first, look at the foot."
Huai Shi reminded her. "I'll show you again, this time I'll slow down. Pay attention to the rhythm. Between the second and third beat, after the 32nd note, there's actually a 64th note."
In the teacher's smile, Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment. She nodded hard and opened her eyes wide.
Witnessing — this was the beginning of a nightmare.
Until the 32nd minute, before Jacob completely collapsed, this tragic beheading nightmare had been repeated 244 times.
Because Huai Shi rested for five minutes in the middle.
Without the Stigmata, his body couldn't support such a high-intensity duel, which was also very reasonable.
At first, Jacob would roar and scold, and then it turned into abuse and roaring. Several times in the middle, he wanted to bow his head or simply beg for mercy.
But he didn't dare to cancel his virtual classroom.
Because at the moment of cancellation, he might really be beheaded by Huai Shi.
In the end, after repeated deaths and ravages, he fell into mechanical numbness.
He couldn't speak anymore.
During the whole process, Huai Shi held the Mountain King and demonstrated a total of 61 sword executions from Dongxia, Yingzhou, Rome, and even America to his students.
Among them, he explained the six most useful and simplest methods, repeatedly demonstrating until he could completely remember the most basic forest hut.
By the time he remembered the last method of decapitation, the entire classroom had already turned into a sea of blood and corpses. Amidst the mournful crimson, hundreds of corpses of the same person were randomly piled up in the not so spacious space. There was almost no place to stand.
In the terrible scene, the only spotless speaker, Huai Shi, stepped on Jacob's shoulder and raised his head to emphasize for the last time.
"Remember, at this time, you have to step on the shoulder blade, and then exert force downward with your hands, like this —"
As she spoke, Huai Shi held the Mountain Lord Greatsword with both hands and stabbed downwards.
A crisp sound rang out, like a ripe melon falling off the tree.
The body under his feet struggled in vain and stopped moving.
Only a bloody ball-shaped object was left, slowly rolling on the ground under the slapping of the blade, and finally piling up with its peers.
It formed a horrifying hill.
"Then, today's lesson will end here. Go back and practice on your own. I'll check later, don't slack off."
Huai Shi calmly stepped out of the virtual classroom that was rapidly dissipating and collapsing.
Jacob's body emerged from the collapsed virtual classroom and fell on his back like a walking corpse. His eyes were empty, and he didn't make any more sound.
Huai Shi didn't care about the movement behind him. He just raised his foot and rubbed the non-existent blood on the floor. Then, he turned around and smiled at Morgan, who was beside him, whose face was already pale.
"When the student makes a mistake, the teacher has to bear the responsibility; when the child breaks the law, the adult has to be educated — this is the same principle."
When he passed by, Huai Shi paused for a moment. He patted Morgan's neck and taught him earnestly, "So, the lesson of this story is: children should study hard, understand?"
This was the only sentence Huai Shi said to him from the beginning to the end.
This was the end of this farce that would be engraved in the shadow of a lifetime.
"I hope that in the upcoming idol activities, everyone will continue to support me as usual."
Before he left, Huai Shi said goodbye to the cute students in the club with a warm smile.
Then, in the sharp sound of the ambulance in the school infirmary, he calmly waved his sleeves and left with his students. Of course, he didn't forget his bicycle parked in front of the door.
Just like that, Huai Shi's first fan meet and greet came to a successful end.
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