"A truly powerful human warrior should not only have overwhelming power on the battlefield, but more importantly, he should have a pair of eyes that can observe. He should be able to find the source of power that can make him stronger from everything in the world, nature, and the laws of the universe. I hope that all of my students can have a pair of eyes that can observe through my course!"
After saying this, the old man left the classroom at his usual serene pace. At this moment, all the horny students in the classroom quietly watched the previously unknown history teacher leave.
Knowing that they were about to leave the school, the teacher used the last class to give everyone a deep blessing.
… …
After class, Zhang Tie lay in the corridor and stared blankly at the plants on the parterre downstairs. Some of the horny students in the class couldn't wait to rush downstairs to count the leaves of the roses, hoping to discover some secrets.
Thinking that this would be his last history class today, which might also be the last one in his life, Zhang Tie felt a bit empty inside.
"That old man is very respectable …" Bagdad said as the other members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood came to Zhang Tie's side. Like Zhang Tie, they were also lying on the railings of the corridor and staring at the parterre downstairs. "The Fibonacci Sequence, the Golden Spiral, and the relationship between the ranks of fighters and many things in the natural world are definitely secret knowledge. I've dealt with some seniors in this school before, but even they didn't know about the relationship and secrets. I guess that because today is the last class, that old man told us about this secret knowledge …"
"Is it useful to think that far ahead? LV 10? I've never seen a LV 10 before. As long as our Hit-Plane Brotherhood has someone above LV 6, we will be able to do whatever we want. I heard that Glaze's father is also a LV 6 black spider? "Hista said in a lazy manner." That's right.
Waving his fist, Bagdad said in a low voice, "I will definitely reach LV 6!"
"Let's deal with what's in front of us first. Why do I feel like there are a few guys over there looking at us in a very unfriendly manner?"
Everyone looked in the direction indicated by Leit and saw Glaze's group on the other side of the corridor staring at them with hatred. Their eyes were obviously fixed on Zhang Tie. Even when the seven members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood turned around at the same time, they didn't even glance at Zhang Tie. Noticing Zhang Tie's gaze, Zuhair, Glaze's henchman, even made a throat-slitting gesture towards Zhang Tie in a provocative and threatening manner.
"Leit, you're wrong. He's not looking at us, he's looking at Big Head. We're being ignored!" Sharwin said naively.
"Preposterous! Do you think that we, the Hit-Plane Brotherhood, are vegetarians? How dare you provoke us? I'll count to three. Let's give them a greeting from the Hit-Plane Brotherhood, in case they treat us as invisible people..." Barley suggested before starting to count. "Come on, one, two, three, Fako oil..."
After counting three times, the seven members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood, including Zhang Tie, raised their middle fingers towards Glaze's group, causing their faces to change. Doug even turned around and took off his pants, revealing his disgusting big buttocks. He forcefully patted his buttocks twice before turning around and waving his little brother towards Glaze's group. All the members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood burst out into laughter, causing many people to cast sidelong glances at them...
The news of the conflict and provocation between Glaze's group and the Hit-Plane Brotherhood in the corridor had already spread across the entire grade during the third class. Many people were ready to watch a good show, while Zhang Tie's group had already prepared to fight against Glaze's group during or after lunch. What's the big deal? Even if they had to stay in the hospital, they would still have six brothers to accompany them. With this thought in mind, the members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood all became extremely heroic and forgot about their fear towards Glaze's group.
Bagdad, you're the strongest among us, so you'll be responsible for holding Glaze back for a while. Leit and I will be responsible for Sharon, Bighead and Hista will be responsible for Zuhair, Doug and Sharwin will be responsible for Garner. Besides Bagdad, the six of us will be divided into three groups. After each group kills its target, we will go to support Bagdad. As long as we kill all three of Glaze's lackeys, even if the seven of us have to deal with Glaze alone, we will still bite off a piece of flesh from Glaze's body. How dare he bully us brothers, f * ck … "When the third class was over, the Hit-Plane Brotherhood gathered in the classroom to discuss tactics. Fatty Barley arranged it, and nobody had any objections. Zhang Tie had originally wanted to say that he would be the one to deal with Glaze. After all, he was already a LV 1 fighter. After deducting the difference in his body size, Zhang Tie faintly felt that he was a bit higher than Bagdad after igniting his Shrine burning point last night. However, at the sight of Bagdad's high morale, Zhang Tie swallowed his words. Even if he had a hundred mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain why he suddenly ignited his Shrine burning point.
In the fourth class, Zhang Tie didn't pay much attention to what the teacher was talking about. Instead, he calmed himself down in the guest hall and put his consciousness into his lower abdomen. He started to feel the warm and comfortable feeling of the Shrine surging point which had been lit. This comfortable feeling was constantly spreading a powerful wave and feeling to all the muscles and bones all over his body wave by wave. The Shrine surging point which had been lit felt like a small but marvelous gate being opened in his body. Something marvelous was flowing out of this gate. This was also the reason why an ordinary LV 1 fighter could surpass most of the common soldiers who had not yet reached the rank of LV 1 fighter. After igniting the Shrine burning point, one's abilities and functions would start to improve. According to the history teacher's words, after igniting the Shrine burning point, one would stand on the starting point of the evolution of the Golden Spiral, which represented the laws of the universe and creation. If survival was seen as a competition, then the difference between a level 1 Fighter and a level 0 Fighter would be the same as the difference between a contestant who was already standing at the starting line and a spectator who was watching the race from outside the track. In most cases, it would be very difficult for a spectator to run faster than a contestant who was already standing at the starting line and was prepared for the race …
"I'm already a LV 1 fighter, only one level lower than Glaze." Zhang Tie constantly reminded himself in class, causing his fighting spirit to grow stronger and stronger.
The last class was finally over. Seeing the other horny students rushing out of the classroom towards the canteen, the seven members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood stayed behind.
"Are you guys ready?" Barley asked the others. According to the tradition of the boys' high school, in this kind of situation where students provoked each other, the fight would not last overnight. Usually, it would be settled at noon or after school. The grove beside the canteen was usually the best place to fight and settle their grudges at noon.
Everybody nodded.
"Have you all remembered who you want to deal with first?"
Everybody nodded again.
"Today is a good day for us, the Hit-Plane Brotherhood, to show off at school. Let's go!" Fatty Barley waved his hand heroically, causing the seven members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood to walk out of the classroom in an imposing manner.
However, the moment they walked out of the teaching building, the seven guys, who were full of vigor, immediately became speechless after hearing Doug's words.
"Erm … please wait for a second …" Doug's face turned red as he awkwardly said.
"What's wrong?" Sharwin asked him. Knowing that a fight was about to break out, Sharwin was so nervous that his nose turned red. This was the result of Zhang Tie's observation.
"My stomach doesn't feel well, so I want to go to the toilet!" After saying this, Doug's head almost stuck in his pants. "Erm … it's probably because of the breakfast I ate this morning … erm … I suddenly took off my pants just now … My stomach is a bit cold, and it's really uncomfortable to hold it in. If I have to do it later, it will affect my fighting strength …"
The other six members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood stared at each other in disbelief. Fatty Barley opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he reluctantly said, "Hurry up, we'll wait for you!"
Everybody helplessly and dejectedly waited for Doug outside the toilet for ten minutes. Ten minutes later, when Doug came out, he was high-spirited and spirited, while the morale of the other members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood had dropped from ninety to sixty.
"Let's go to the canteen to eat first. We might not be able to get enough plates today …" Barley waved his hand helplessly.
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