On the podium, Liang Rui quietly observed his new disciples and thought to himself: "Being calm and neither arrogant nor impetuous can make great achievements." Then, he cleared his throat, signaled the students to stay quiet, and continued.
: "The lower the soul power amplitude, even if the soul strength is high, the power of the means used will not be small. It is worth mentioning that among you, there is one who has a better innate soul power amplitude."
"who?"
"I hope it's me..."
Everyone glanced back and forth among each other, because they had been severely stimulated by Zhao Fan's innate soul power amplitude before, so they all hoped that the second outstanding person would be themselves.
Only Qingyi was calmer, as if she had expected it.
The next moment, Liang Rui announced: "Qingyi, the amplitude of the soul power is almost 1."
She curled her lips. Long before she applied for the exam, her family had been tested and barely reached 1. She had always been proud of it. Unexpectedly, that ordinary guy was judged to be 2 by instructor Liang Rui, even though he had not taken the test.
The relevant tests and the qualifications of the paralyzed monster also convinced her that the real data must be close to ten.
"Her innate soul power amplitude is 1..."
"Too cruel!"
The students were envious, but not too jealous. After all, there was a more perverted foreshadowing over there. In comparison, the amplitude of Qingyi's innate soul power was within their acceptable range.
At this time, Liang Rui changed the topic and said: "The amplitude of the innate soul power does not mean anything. If you are arrogant and lazy, you will not achieve much no matter how high you are. What I admire is acquired, a piece of rotten wood. If you don't give up on yourself,
, through hard work, great achievements can be achieved. What's more, the amplitude of soul power can be improved in different ways, and the innate soul power amplitude is only the foundation."
Zhao Fan nodded slightly. He also recognized that acquired hard work was more important than innate aptitude. However, Liang Rui was too ruthless and immediately dismissed the awesome innate soul power amplitude as worthless. However, he vaguely noticed that,
The truth is not as simple as the other party said.
If the acquired soul power amplitude can make up for the innate gap, then those with high innate soul power amplitude will never be treated so favorably by all forces.
Among them, there are definitely exclusive advantages!
Zhao Fan felt that the reason why Liang Rui said this was because he was concerned about the feelings of other freshmen with relatively low innate soul power, fearing that they would not be able to withstand the blow and give up on themselves.
As expected.
After everyone listened, they immediately showed expressions of striving to improve themselves. When they looked at the pervert whose amplitude reached 2 again, they were full of challenge and dissatisfaction.
"very good."
Liang Rui nodded and said, "Well, today's class ends here."
"ah?"
Zhao Fan and a group of freshmen stayed in their seats. After adding up to less than one stick of incense, they introduced the soul power amplitude. Is the first lesson over?
Facial Paralysis Monster's teaching style is, at best, unique, but at worst, it's too perfunctory!
At this moment, Liang Rui waved his palm and pointed at the audience.
Eleven streams of light fell on the freshmen except Zhao Fan. The latter subconsciously caught it and lowered their heads to see what it was. It turned out to be a smooth piece of wood with a length of half a meter and a diameter of about one meter.
decimeter.
Everyone looked up at Liang Rui in confusion.
Liang Rui said expressionlessly: "Today's homework is to use the soul power to condense the sword and carve a hundred deep marks on the surface of this wood."
"Teacher, how deep is a deep mark?" asked a freshman.
"As long as your nails are deep."
Liang Rui explained.
"Deep nails? One hundred lines? This is too simple. I can complete it now." The freshman was still too young. He activated his soul power on the spot and condensed it into an invisible knife to cut into the wood. As a result, even Zhao Fan
They were all shocked.
There was only a superficial scratch left on the surface of the wood, which seemed to disappear with just a light rub.
"Before you understand the situation clearly, you think you are right." Liang Rui said still expressionlessly: "You will be punished with an additional fifty deep marks. You must complete it in class tomorrow, otherwise... you will leave the soul department."
"..."
The new student said unwillingly: "Why should I be punished by fifty strokes?"
"Good question, now it's seventy." Liang Rui didn't bother to look at the former, "If I ask again, I'll add twenty more."
The freshman immediately became deflated and almost buried his head in his clothes like a quail.
No one dared to laugh at him, for fear of getting angry. After all, the name of the Facial Paralyzed Monster was too terrifying...
Even Zhao Fan shuddered, he was indeed known as the sternest instructor in Black Sand Academy.
And before going to class, he learned from chatting with the two old students outside that Liang Rui was not only the core instructor of the soul department, but also the gold medal instructor of the legal department!
What is a gold medal mentor? It is someone who is qualified to become a core mentor but cannot be a separate person.
No one in the entire academy knew why Liang Rui was obsessed with the poorly-popular soul department instead of choosing to become the core instructor of the popular department. Even the core instructors of the magic department had publicly stated that they felt inferior to his attainments in magic.
Liang Rui holds an open class in the hall of the Law Department every month. The scene is so popular that there is no room to squeeze in outside the window. Some students who have grabbed the seats first use it as a business opportunity and exchange it with students who want to attend the class.
Merit points.
Not only that, anyone who has listened to Liang Rui's law department's open class will have more or less answers to the things that have been bothering him for a long time, and the effect is very significant. This is why he is famous. Otherwise, it is impossible to rely on an unpopular soul system alone.
It's so red.
Afterwards, Liang Rui walked towards the door without saying any nonsense.
Just when Zhao Fan was about to get up and leave with his classmates, the former's voice suddenly drifted into his ears, "Zhao Fan, if you have nothing else to do, come to my office."
Zhao Fan was startled for a moment. Could it be that the facial paralysis monster was going to start a small stove for himself as a disciple?
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhao Fan felt that Liang Rui's tone towards him was not as cold as in class, but more casual and kind.
"I remember when I was in junior high school, what I hated the most was how the head teacher treated top students differently." Zhao Fan secretly sighed with emotion: "Unexpectedly... I still can't escape the law of true fragrance."
When Zhao Fan was about to leave the hall, Qingyi called him from behind, "Zhao Fan, wait a moment."
"Um?"
Zhao Fan turned around in confusion.
Qingyi smiled and said: "Don't be so nervous. I just want to ask you. If you don't have a satisfactory choice after graduation, you can consider my family."
Is this an olive branch?
Zhao Fan thought for a moment and felt that the innate soul power amplitude had an irreplaceable advantage. Then, he sent a message: "Let's talk about it in the future. I just joined the academy and I'm still far away from graduation. Moreover, I have no idea about the family behind Miss Qingyi."
I don’t know, but if you have time, you can chat with me.”
"Okay, I'm free at any time." Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "Walking around now?"
"I have something to do today, let's do it another day."
Zhao Fan smiled apologetically.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Qingyi nodded.
When Zhao Fan walked out of the door, he remembered, where is the office of the facial paralysis monster?
He had no choice but to consult with Laosheng.
Zhao Fan came to the outside of the building, glanced around, and happened to see Wu Chuo and Fang Ziming under the tree not far away. Although they stood motionless like logs facing each other, Zhao Fan could vaguely feel the fluctuations of his soul from here. They should be in
Have a spiritual discussion.
Zhao Fan stepped forward with great interest. He did not interrupt, but patiently waited for the confrontation to end.
Not long after, Wu Chuo collapsed on the ground sweating profusely, "I won't come, I won't come. Okay, you old man, I won't tell you if the soul amplitude has increased again."
"Ha ha."
While Fang Ziming was smiling, he noticed Zhao Fan's presence, and asked unexpectedly: "Xiaojun Zhao, are you there too? How do you feel? I didn't exaggerate when I described the facial paralysis monster, right?"
"It is indeed strict..." Zhao Fan nodded and said: "Two seniors, I would like to ask where his office is."
"Are you asking about the office of the facial palsy?"
Fang Ziming and Wu Chuo's bodies tightened in unison, as if triggering a frightening experience in their memories, and their faces showed fear, which showed that this was the sequelae of being tortured by the facial paralysis monster.
"Junior Zhao, you... did you provoke the facial paralysis monster so badly on the first day that he asked you to go to his office?" Fang Ziming asked in a low voice.
"Well."
Zhao Fan thought for a moment that things like starting a small stove should be done quietly. If it became public, it might have a bad impact on the instructor and also affect his relationship with his colleagues in the department. He nodded again without explanation.
.
Wu Chuo put his arms around Zhao Fan's neck and said, "Brother, my senior advises you to switch to other popular departments before it's too late. Don't go to his office. Otherwise, you will be shadowed for the rest of your life. If you leave your soul now,
Department, with the style of the facial paralysis monster, he will never make things difficult for you. He is quite well-known in this regard and will not do one thing to your face or behind your back."
Zhao Fan said awkwardly: "It doesn't matter, I'll go see it and see if he can still eat me?"
"..."
Fang Ziming shook his head and sighed, "It doesn't matter, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. If you don't experience it, you will never understand our good feelings for you. In this case, then go to the top floor of Building 9 and die generously. We just want to get acquainted. The two of us
I'll help you collect the body later."
Zhao Fan turned his neck, fixed his eyes on Building 9, and said, "Thank you."
Then, under the sympathetic eyes of Fang Ziming and Wu Chuo, he gradually moved away, and finally entered Building No. 9, which made the soul system students talk about it.
…
Not long after, Zhao Fan arrived at the top floor. After going up the stairs, his field of view became wider. This entire floor had no doors or partitions. It was better called an office hall than an office.
As for Liang Rui, he was lying on the reclining chair with his eyes closed, motionless and without breath, like a lifeless corpse.
"old……"
When Zhao Fan was about to speak, he swallowed the word "master" back in his throat, because it was polite. If Liang Rui was sleeping, he would disturb the other party if he spoke. Cheng Menlixue was in ancient times, and he had nothing urgent to do now, so he could wait a little longer.
There's no harm in waiting.
Zhao Fan walked silently to the big table in front of Liang Rui and stood still. At the same time, he was not idle, observing the scene in the office.
Very simple.
There are rows of shelves in front of the four walls. Except for the east wall, which is full of books, the other three sides are filled with various items.
Then there is this set of tables and chairs in the center. The ground is so clean and dust-free that it is somewhat reflective.
Suddenly, Liang Rui opened his eyes and asked with doubt in his voice: "Zhao Fan, why did you stop talking when you came up? And you still stood in front of my table without saying a word?"
Zhao Fan said calmly and truthfully: "I'm afraid of disturbing the teacher's sleep, so I'm waiting here for you to wake up. This is a disciple's gift in my hometown."
"Disciple's gift..." Liang Rui nodded when he heard the words. He secretly sensed the fluctuation of the other party's soul, and found no trace of artificiality in it, but a kind of sincerity originating from the heart. Then the face with stiff features became clear.
An appreciative smile appeared on his face, "What a gift from a disciple."