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Chapter 37 Find You a Teacher (Remastered)

"Mia, why are you here?" Ask asked in surprise.

"I'm here to participate in the competition." Mia said matter-of-factly, "You were all dragged away by the Spartans. I was bored staying alone in the room, so I came out to have some fun."

"Did you kill someone just now?" Asked.

"Killed a dozen of those with no eyes. How about that? I'm pretty good, right..." Mia said, suddenly realizing, "You are a sniper who will chase you after your kill value reaches 10.

By?"

"Yes." Aske said.

"You actually want to fuck me!" Mia jumped up like a little wild cat, hugging his neck and twisting him around.

"Bah, bah, bah! What are you doing? Don't imitate Medea's words!" Ask put her down, "I didn't know the target was you."

"I don't care, you have to make it up to me!" Mia bared her little fangs arrogantly, "I almost thought you were here to kill me just now! I was going to be scared to death by you!"

"You have no losses, what kind of compensation do you want?" Ask asked, dumbfounded, "Or maybe I can find a teacher for you?"

"Teacher?" Mia was stunned for a moment and looked at Rasul behind Ask.

Rasool:???

"You want me to be her teacher?" Rasul laughed in surprise, "Have you forgotten my identity?"

Hey, I am the assassin mentor of the Assassin sect! I kill without blinking an eye!

"I think you're quite boring, Rasul, why don't you try to help me train new people?" Ask said with a smile, "Of course, only in this dream."

You will not be injured in the dream, and even if you are killed, you will only be sent out, so the cruel training methods of the assassin organization can be used here at will.

Rasul's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of the feasibility of using dreams to train assassins.

Well, after you get out, try to find a way to develop a transcendent from the dream school and give it a try.

"My training is not free." Rasul said implicitly.

"Then what do you want?" Asked.

What do I want? Rasul was stunned.

Money? He has no shortage of it. Potions? The Assassin organization has a rich background. Women? His taste is unique, and his favorite targets can be found everywhere.

As the supreme mentor of the Assassin organization, Rasul has long passed the stage of fighting for certain goals. Now he is completely enjoying life and playing with it.

Even if you make friends with Asker and try to recruit him into the assassin organization, the reason is just because "this guy is very powerful", which is similar to the mentality of mobile game players who draw cards and collect illustrations.

Seeing Rasul stunned there, Asker struck while the iron was hot and said:

"If you don't want to teach her, then it's the same thing if I teach her. Anyway, I'm proficient in Assassin's Shunpo and Reflexive Dash, so I won't be much weaker than you in terms of technical strength."

Rasul sneered. With his intelligence, he couldn't tell that Asik was provoking. He was about to make a sarcastic comment when he heard Mia say disdainfully:

"I don't want him to teach me! He has a perverted look and is as thin as a monkey. I'm afraid that when I draw my sword, he will fall down."

Asik broke into sweat after hearing this. This is the youngest assassin mentor of the contemporary Assassin sect! A level 20 extraordinary strongman, one step away from stepping into the threshold of a demigod!

Are you comparing me to a monkey?

Rasul was stunned there, and when he realized what he was doing, he became furious.

Because he realized that Mia's evaluation was not a provocation, but a genuine feeling. As a super genius assassin who has never been born in the Assassin sect for thousands of years, he was actually despised by an underage girl who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth?

"Hehehehe." Rasul's eyes twitched and he could only sneer, "Think about it carefully, I don't lack anything, but this frail little girl in your team may not be able to keep up with my high standards.

What about the training requirements?”

"I don't want you to train! Just a little bit..." Mia made a face at him.

Ask was frightened when he heard this. Although according to his understanding, Rasul wouldn't be angry with such a little girl, but it's too much for you to just ridicule someone like this, isn't it?

Seeing that the veins on Rasul's forehead were about to come out, he quickly held down Mia's head and stroked her head with a technique that made her moan, and at the same time said to Rasul:

"It's okay. Although she has a bad mouth, her training attitude is still meticulous. She will not be worse than your new assassin."

"Who has a bad mouth!" Mia became more and more angry and bit the leather armor on the back of his hand.

"It better be, otherwise it will be a waste of my time." Rasul said arrogantly, "Come here."

Mia still bit his leather armor and refused to let go, like an angry little female wolf dog. Asik could only whisper in her ear:

"This guy is awesome."

"Really?" Mia squeezed out a few words through her teeth, feeling a little moved.

Since it's Asker's evaluation, maybe this guy really has some strength?

"His guidance and training are relatively rare." Asik continued to encourage her, "Learning what he taught you will help you improve your strength to a higher level."

Mia was immediately moved.

In fact, she is also dissatisfied with her current situation in the team.

Physical damage-dealing professions such as Eleanor, Sidrifa, and Peggy not only received Asker's attention during their daily training, but they also stole the show in the recent battle with the Spartans.

As for magic output professions such as Medea, Sheila, etc., although they do not perform well in training, they can still shine on the battlefield with their powerful extraordinary spells.

The more embarrassing ones were her and Nora. The latter, as a healer, spent most of her time paddling, but in a few moments she was an indispensable life-saving role in the team.

As a thief and scout, she only plays a reconnaissance role in the early stage of the battle, and uses her shadow ability to contain the opponent during the battle. She cannot fight head-on for output, and she lacks long-distance attack methods like Mi'er, so she

Not to mention how embarrassing it was.

If he could transform into an assassin character who could both conduct reconnaissance and output, wouldn't his status in the team be greatly improved?

Mia was very moved, but still a little hesitant, she leaned into Aske's ear and whispered:

"Ask, do you trust this guy? What if he plots evil against me?"

Before Asker could answer, Rasul on the opposite side had already jumped up:

"I'm plotting evil against you? What a joke! Your figure like a washboard, and your little arms and legs as thin as a boat pole, are you worthy of me having any thoughts about you? A ewe's butt is more attractive than yours!"

"I originally thought that if you could learn the most basic skills, I would provide you with a foreign position in the Assassin sect. Now it seems that whether you, a weakling, can withstand my training is a question.

!”

Mia was furious when she heard this:

"What is your training, skipping rope? Asik's training is a hundred times harsher than yours!"

"You don't dare." Rasul said contemptuously.

"Why don't you dare!" Mia regretted the words as soon as she blurted them out.

Because Rasul immediately showed a proud smirk, while Ask next to him couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Although I believe you should be professional, Rasul..." Ask said helplessly, "Don't leave a psychological shadow on her."

"Of course." Rasul said arrogantly, "Who do you think I am? In the field of training assassins, no one is more professional than me."

"Then, I will continue working." Asik patted Mia on the head as an encouragement, "I'll come back later to check on your progress."


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