Feng Yixiu landed steadily, his body still flashing with lightning. He was playing with a trace of lightning in his palm. He smiled at Ding Hu and said indifferently, "En? Battle spirit? Where is it? "
Ding Hu and the students of Class C looked around, but they didn't see a single battle spirit. They then looked at Feng Yixiu, who was covered in lightning, with a confused expression.
"What kind of monster are you? You're not a battle spirit, so how can you control the power of lightning? "Ding Hu asked in horror.
He didn't know about the existence of the battle spirit bloodline, nor did he know what Project Origin was. He didn't have the chance to understand that level of power.
It wasn't just him. Looking at Feng Yixiu, who was like a god descending from the heavens, the students of Class D and Class C all had faces full of worship.
"Big Brother Feng actually defeated Ding Hu! And he didn't rely on the power of a battle spirit! "
"I originally thought that Big Brother Feng only had a battle spirit that was more powerful. I didn't expect him to be even more powerful than a battle spirit!"
"I've decided. Big Brother Feng will be my idol from now on!"
At this moment, the momentum of Class D increased greatly. All the students held their heads high and puffed out their chests. They no longer had that dispirited look from before.
"Ding Hu, I advise you not to mess with us Class D in the future. Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you. Do you understand?" Feng Yixiu said coldly as the lightning on his body gradually disappeared.
"Sorry! It was my fault just now. " Ding Hu immediately admitted defeat. He lowered his head and apologized to Feng Yixiu. Then, he said unwillingly, "Let's go!"
"Class monitor? We're just going to let it go like this? "someone from Class C said, unconvinced.
Ding Hu immediately glared at the person who spoke and said furiously, "What? If you're not convinced, then go and fight! Anyway, I'm convinced! "
After saying that, everyone in Class C followed Ding Hu's footsteps and left Training Hall No. 3 with their heads lowered.
"Class monitor, wait for me!" The student who was unconvinced just now was so scared that his legs almost turned to jelly when he saw the murderous gazes of everyone in Class D. He scrambled to keep up with the group.
Just as the students of Class C were about to leave Training Hall 3, they bumped into the Nephrite teacher.
When the students of Class C saw that the homeroom teacher of Class D had arrived, they immediately lowered their heads even more and quickened their steps, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Jialan Ziyu called out to him.
"Class D teacher, do you have any instructions?" Ding Hu immediately stopped and asked in confusion.
"Go back and tell your teacher that if this happens again, I'll break his legs!" Nephrite narrowed her eyes and said coldly.
The people of Class C instantly exploded. Just as they were about to retort, they were stopped by Ding Hu. Gnashing his teeth, he said, "Alright teacher, I will pass on your words to our teacher."
After saying that, Ding Hu led the Third Class back to the smelly training hall number four, only to find that their teacher was already waiting for them.
This was a male teacher. He was dressed in black and looked very serious. When he saw his student arrive, he directly asked, "It's already past two o 'clock? Why are you late? "
"We … felt that the training hall number four smelled bad for training, so we wanted to find another class to switch training rooms," Ding Hu answered truthfully.
However, he was a bit embarrassed to say that he was in Class D, and that he had been directly beaten back.
However, what he didn't expect was that his teacher didn't seem to be angry. Instead, he asked, "Which class did you take?"
"It's … Class D! Their teacher even said that … if something like this were to happen again, she would break your legs! "Ding Hu said intermittently.
He purposely said this for his teacher to hear. Just now, he was beaten up by someone in Class D, but in his heart, he still wasn't convinced.
If he let his teacher help him get back at them, he wouldn't lose too much face. No matter what, his teacher was still a teacher of Class C, so no matter what, she should be stronger than the Class D teacher at the bottom of the pile!
"Pa!"
While Ding Hu was still scheming, the teacher in black threw a slap at him, knocking out his other front tooth.
"Nonsense! I'd rather you go steal from Class B, or even Class A's training room, than steal from Class D! "The teacher in black said furiously, her face red.
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