In front of everyone, Zuo Xiaoduo stood tall and handsome, with a handsome face, a handsome and graceful demeanor. He stood on the podium, carrying his hands on his back, and his face was cold from a high place.

"vomit……"

Yu Yan'er and Zhen Piaopiao made disgusting sounds at the same time.

He is handsome.

But what do you want to do when you show off your virtue of "I'm going to start showing off"?

Who can avoid being disgusted after seeing it?

Especially everyone already knows the character of a certain squad leader, what kind of pretend is?!

The two small white tigers of lightning in the arms of the two women actually made two whimpers to express their contempt and disdain for the sword king.

Zuo Xiaoduo did not think it was offended at all. With a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, he waved his steps and walked up to the podium with his hands behind his back.

Wen Xingtian, who had already stood at the door, looked confused.

What does your class monitor mean, standing on the teacher's podium every day, say a few words?

Planning to seek power and usurp the throne?

Do you want to go against the sky?

"Students, I want to tell you a great news today."

Zuo Xiaoduo said happily: "Or can you guess?"

The twenty people below all had a black line on their foreheads.

We guess you are!

"Forget it, let me tell you directly! I have broken through the fetal breathing realm!"

Zuo Xiaoduo announced loudly, and his words were full of pride, conceit and pride.

"I have broken through the fetal breathing realm! Have you heard it?"

Wen Xingtian at the door was immediately excited when he heard this.

This guy even told him to break through when he told him that he had to break through, and he actually broke through by himself silently!

It's indeed a great thing!

"With my breakthrough, I can hit you all with just one hand when I deal with you guys!" Zuo Xiaoduo laughed wildly: "Hahahaha... Are you surprised or surprised?"

The twenty people below changed from a black line with their heads to an old society with a look on their faces.

Zuo Xiaoduo picked up a black pen and started writing on the whiteboard behind him.

He carried one hand behind his back and wrote like flowing clouds and water, and said with a reserved look: "After breaking through, I felt excited and filled with emotion, so I wrote a poem here."

A poem is written on the whiteboard with a stroke.

"The invincible hand in the innate realm, and there is a legend in the fetal breath; who is the most beautiful in the Qianlong class? Only Zuo Xiaoduo in the world!"

After Zuo Xiaoduo finished writing, he threw his pen on the ground, laughed loudly, and walked down the podium, full of joy.

That crazy freehand painting is really unrestrained and unruly, and it has a bit of a "laughing to the sky and going out, why are we soy people?"

Behind me, a voice suddenly sounded—

Wen Xing said coldly: "Where are you going? Come up and wipe the whiteboard clean! Pick up the black pen for me! Why should you throw my black pen? What awesome you are? Are you itchy again?"

Zuo Xiaoduo felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this; he turned around stiffly and looked at the door.

Just as I saw Wen Xingtian's face was frosty and murderous intent.

Suddenly, Zuo Xiaoduo rushed to the podium without saying a word, wiped the whiteboard clean with lightning speed, then picked up the black pen and handed it to Wen Xingtian with a flattering look: "Teacher Wen, I didn't notice you just now... I just taught my classmates some cultivation experience, so that they would not go out in the future and be bullied by others..."

Wen Xingtian snorted: "You are so kind... You won't go down!"

"Hey!"

Zuo Xiaoduo immediately arrived at his seat.

Twenty people's shoulders trembled.

Several girls lowered their heads, their long hair covered their faces, and their delicate bodies trembled with smiles.

Too satisfying!

Too relieved!

This slut should be dealt with in this way!

Let him show off, and then slap him in the face after pretending!

Pretending to be a slut?!

Very cool!

Very cool!

As usual in the morning, everyone fought. Although the number of people was small, the battle situation was only more intense than before. They fought one by one, and they roared the earth and thunder.

Three teachers in black and Wen Xingtian were watching from the side; including a master of kendo, a master of sword, and a master of guns. These three people took turns on the first shift today, of course, other teachers also took turns in other classes.

Qianlong Gaowu has quite a lot of teachers. It is not that there is only one class teacher in one class, but that there are still many rotating teachers who teach according to their aptitude in a timely manner.

"Why don't that student participate in the battle?" The black-clothed kendo master asked Wen Xingtian curiously.

"Well, his current strength is too high, far beyond his peers. Participation is meaningless to practice and is even more unfavorable to other students." Wen Xingtian sighed.

This is the first time I have encountered such a weird thing in my life.

He is completely unable to practice with people of the same level.

This is so fucking depressing.

It was better when we had not broken through the fetal breath before. Everyone was siegeing in groups without fear of death, and it might be exhausted.

But now, it has become a completely impossible thing!

This kid's breakthrough in fetal breathing, and his strength growth was quite terrifying.

"Far more than peers? Not good for other students? It seems that it has been a long time since I encountered such a thing?" The master of sword immediately became interested: "What weapon did he use?"

Wen Xingtian thought about it and said, "Sword!"

"sword?!"

The Master of Swordsman suddenly became more interested when he heard this: "What a coincidence?"

Wen Xingtian coughed and said, "Why, Teacher Zhang, you practice with him?"

Teacher Zhang Wencheng was immediately excited: "Okay."

"You have to be more at ease."

"Can I not count this?"

Wen Xingtian waved his hand and called Zuo Xiaoduo over: "Teacher Zhang wants to try your depth!"

As he said that, he threw out two swords casually.

One is a regular alloy sword, and another is a thin sword.

Of course, you cannot use your portable weapons in this contest. Zuo Xiaoduo's weapon is a rare divine weapon. If you cut off Teacher Zhang's portable sword... that would be a bit bad.

Teacher Zhang obviously misunderstood and chuckled: "Old Wen, please be careful, I'm afraid I'll cut off his sword!"

Wen Xingtian rolled his eyes, not saying anything.

Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the light sword and saluted: "Teacher thanks for your advice."

Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "You can use your best sword moves and don't have to have any scruples to attack me. Teacher Wen said, you have just entered the fetal breathing realm, can your foundation be consolidated?"

"Disciple receives the order."

Zuo Xiaoduo's long sword stood up, holding the scabbard with his left hand and holding the hilt with his right hand to condense the sword intent in his heart; urging the sword in his heart; his waist was straightened, and the sword had not yet been unsheathed, but his whole person was like a unsheathed sword, standing between heaven and earth with its sharpness.

This is the sword heart that originally belonged to Qin Fangyang, but now it has been completely transformed into his own understanding by Zuo Xiaoduo, and he has become his own family!

Seeing this, Zhang Wencheng's eyes lit up immediately. What a seedling!

clang!

Zuo Xiaoduo's long sword was unsheathed, and it was as clear as a dragon's roar, but it faintly carried a sound of muffled thunder. At this moment, people could feel the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning. Although it had not started to rain yet, a wet atmosphere was already growing in the world.

"Is this...a water system?"

Teacher Zhang Wencheng's expression became more and more surprised, because what he practiced by himself was the water-based merit.

The next moment, Zuo Xiaoduo's long sword was waving, and his tricks were connected. In an instant, the sky and the earth began to flow, and the rain and fog gradually spread.

Seeing this, Wen Xingtian and the other two teachers both withdrew fifteen feet away!

Teacher Zhang Wencheng also flashed his sword and rushed into the rain and fog. He walked with a sword and pointed it accurately at Zuo Xiaoduo's throat. Zuo Xiaoduo's body moved and shook, and continued to activate the sword intent of the silk rain sword. Even the people and the sword melted into the rain and fog. The surroundings were like five miles of fog, and their vision was no longer clear.

Dingding Ding Ding...

The sound of shattered swords fighting constantly came out, and it was the rapid collision of two swords.
To be continued...