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Chapter 796

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"In the Holy City, you have to follow the prescribed order. It's not just what I'm teaching. Almost all the teachers' guidance is based on their own experience. If someone thinks that they can ignore it, then they don't need to attend the class. Those who want to fly before learning how to walk will usually fall miserably or even die! Okay, let's continue the class! "His indifferent words were obviously treating Wang Zhong as a typical negative example.

Wang Zhong didn't refute. It was indeed his negligence to forget his homework.

There were some whispers and laughter around, but Wang Zhong didn't care. Arudiba, who was on the stage, pressed his hand down and stopped the whispers. The observation was over, but the class had to continue. The Tyrants' understanding of the importance and role of weapons was completely different from that of the other two forces.

"… This is the main combat power of the Tyrants in the Heroic Soul Stage. Of course, the control of weapons in the Heroic Soul Stage is also divided into several steps. The initial use is to get rid of the habits of the Casted Soul Stage and liberate yourself from all kinds of complicated low-level combat skills … Then, you can reach the realm of being one with the weapon … "

Wang Zhong was obviously not affected by the previous episode. Arudiba's understanding of weapons was what he urgently needed now.

His teacher was right. The understanding of weapons in the Heroic Soul Stage was completely different from that in the Casted Soul Stage. Liberating yourself from complicated low-level combat skills, mastering the essence of the weapon, and simplifying it was the key to forming the combat power of the Heroic Soul Stage.

This theory was surprisingly in line with the two major combat skills he was studying. It was just like how he wanted to 'extract' the spiral essence of the crosswheel from the weapon. He had to give up on the weapon itself and completely master the spiral theory designed by Laforgue. He could even go further on that foundation to form his own weapon. That was what he really needed. Oh right, he might be able to …

A trace of inspiration struck him. This thing came and went suddenly, so he couldn't miss it. As he thought about it, Wang Zhong became absent-minded again. His teacher's words were just a kind of guidance and inspiration. Now, his mind was fully immersed in the analysis of the crosswheel spiral theory. The difficulties he encountered previously showed signs of loosening under the stimulation of the new inspiration. He thought of another specific feasible method, which made him overjoyed.

Unfortunately, such joy and absent-mindedness obviously stimulated Teacher Arudiba's nerves again.

Serious people were often very honest.

"Wang Zhong!"

Wang Zhong was still thinking about his new spiral theory and did not hear Arudiba's roar at all. Meanwhile, the entire banquet hall was completely silent in an instant.

The surrounding space seemed to have frozen. Even a dead fly would be able to feel the bone-chilling coldness, but Wang Zhong still did not have any reaction. His mind had completely wandered off. Arudiba's face was completely livid. Beside him, Mo Ling could not help but quietly step on Wang Zhong's foot.

"… Ah?" Only then did Wang Zhong regain his senses with a dumbfounded look on his face, but it was already too late.

Arudiba left while suppressing his anger. He was afraid that if he did not leave, he would not be able to control himself and kill this idiot.

This was probably the first time that Arudiba had left without even finishing his class. Intense hostile gazes were directed at him from all directions.

Frankly speaking, if not for Wang Zhong's status as a second class acolyte that many people coveted and kept him like a pig for the rank-advancement competition a few months later, there might have been people who wanted to take action and kill him.

On the other hand, Mo Ling did not know whether to laugh or cry. In this class, Mo Ling was probably the only one who would feel different from the others. Seeing Wang Zhong's innocent and slightly awkward smile, Mo Ling shook his head helplessly. His mentality was really good. He had offended a teacher, but he could still smile in a carefree manner. Perhaps this was how true experts were like.

Of course, Wang Zhong would not care about this. He had long been used to it. Looks would not kill him.

This was like a group of quails looking at an eagle in the sky with disdain. Look, that guy flying in the sky is so small!

An eagle would not care about what quails were thinking.

It was just a pity that Teacher Arudiba's class would probably not let him enter the classroom next time. Wang Zhong felt that this teacher was actually quite good and had helped him a lot.

Wang Zhong did not chat with Mo Ling and hurriedly said goodbye. He still wanted to take advantage of the inspiration from the previous class to go home and continue perfecting his new combat technique.

As soon as he left, someone came looking for him. Leo was looking for Wang Zhong, but it was a pity that he did not know Wang Zhong's name.

This guy had been really miserable recently. His eyes were dark, and it was obvious that he had not slept well for many days. It could not be helped; he could not sleep! During this period of time, he had really been desperately looking for the damn newbie who refined a bunch of lousy Glazed Crystal Glazed Glass Crystals, but he had not found him.

The ten-day deadline given to him by Murphy had long passed. That boss was a man of his word, and Leo's position in the alchemy workshop had been completely removed. Logically speaking, he was no longer responsible for looking for Wang Zhong, but Leo was unwilling to accept it. The position that he had worked so hard for in the Holy City for so many years was gone just because of a mere 500 Holy Coins, a little bit of greed, and a bullsh * t newbie who refined a bullsh * t Glazed Crystal Glazed Glass Crystals?!

During this period of time, he had not given up on looking for Wang Zhong. At first, he was looking for the Tyrants, but during that time, Wang Zhong was indifferent to the Tyrants' classes and only came once or twice a week, so Leo was always looking for Wang Zhong. Over the past month or so, he had expanded the scope of his search. He had searched the Mystic Sect and the Sparta Clan one by one, but there was still no clue. After thinking about it carefully, if the young man who refined the Glazed Crystal Glazed Glass Crystals belonged to one of the Three Great Forces, then it was most likely the Tyrants. Perhaps he had missed him in the beginning. So recently, he had returned to the Tyrants again. He ate, drank, and went to the Tyrants almost every day. He really did not believe that as long as he could find Wang Zhong, he would definitely be able to make up for his mistake with Murphy.

It was a pity that he was so unlucky. If Wang Zhong had not lived in seclusion, he would have bumped into Wang Zhong when he returned to Earth. Poor Leo. He was once the person in charge of Murphy's Workshop, the eldest disciple, and was considered a respected figure in the Tyrants. Even Teachers had to be polite to him, but now that he was kicked out of the workshop, his former status had instantly vanished into thin air. Even during this period of time, he had spent almost all the savings he had accumulated over the years in order to find out more information, but he still did not manage to find out anything.

Today seemed to be another fruitless day as usual. He had wronged himself by making friends with the newcomers and even spent some money. In the end, other than hearing the name of a rather stupid person who dared to offend Teacher Arudiba — Wang Zhong — he did not even see anyone who looked like him. What did this kind of gossip have to do with him!?

He vaguely remembered that the young man's butt seemed to be quite perky. It could not be helped. It had been too long, and he felt that his memory of that person's face had become blurred. He could only piece it together with some fragmented memories. When he was asking for information, he could not describe the person in detail even if he wanted to. How could he tell others that he was looking for a man with a perky butt? This would cause others to misunderstand. It would be so frustrating!

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