No one can be a dog licker

Chapter 211 You Are the Worst Class I Have Ever Taught

"Three days and three days, three days and three days, three days and three days... Wu Baitian, let me ask you, is that a little debt? Ah?"

Mu Qinzao's hair was disheveled, and his clothes had long been stained black with blood. He lay on the ground in a miserable state, his eyes bloodshot, revealing endless fatigue.

In front of him were the corpses of four or five level ferocious beasts piled up like small hills. These corpses were still emitting wisps of heat, obviously they had just died not long ago. Mu Qinzao experienced similar scenes for a whole month.

If he was just hunting ferocious beasts, he wouldn't be so embarrassed, but Wu Baitian was not a human being.

The Middle Realm is vast and boundless, with ferocious beasts running rampant, and there is clearly no end to the killing. But Wu Baitian is obviously not satisfied with simply hunting points, and has also taken on a large number of medicinal material collection tasks issued by the Pharmacist Academy.

When I met students picking medicinal herbs on the road, I would grab them and then run away!

Yes, they might not know Wu Baitian who had just enrolled in school a short time ago, but it’s not that no one knows Mu Qinzao.

After much difficulty becoming number one on the second-year list, he had not yet established any prestige or formed a new team, but his reputation had already become shattered, with voices of condemnation and suppression surging all over the campus and online.

Do you think I'm just talking? I'm really going to beat him to death when I see him!

The main thing is that even in this situation, Wu Baitian’s bracelet still has no readings in more than half a month!

"Oh, it's just a few hundred million." Wu Baitian wiped the sweat from his face and felt the same pressure. He didn't care about his face anymore. In half a month, he just made up the quota of 13 people in their team.

Being a captain is hard, being the captain of Wushen Wuda is even harder! At this moment, Wu Baitian was shaken. She touched the lesson plan that she had brought with her but had no time to read. Her silence was deafening.

She didn't want to be the captain anymore, she was tired, and she was still 20 points short of 16 points.

"Wu Baitian, tell the truth. Don't worry, I will never beat you to death!" Mu Qinzao gently waved the whisk in his hand, brushed off the dust on the ground, and slowly sat down.

His bloodshot eyes looked at Wu Baitian, and his expression became unusually calm.

Wu Baitian knew that this was An Ning, and the storm was about to come. He could only smile flatteringly, with an innocent look on his face: "There is still more than 16 yuan left, and that's it..."

"16??! Did you have a debt of more than before?"

"No, it's just that the quota is relatively high. Our team of 13 people has 7.5 times the quota..."

“……”Mu Qinzao was silent. He no longer knew what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment.

"Um... can the team be disbanded? I can't stand it anymore..."

Seeing that Mu Qinzao's expression was still calm, Wu Baitian simply moved two steps towards him and spoke cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qinzao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile, and said lightly:

"Heh, what were you doing? The school has always had teams of 8-10 people, but you insisted on breaking the rules and making a team of 13. Do you regret it now?"

Wu Baitian naturally knew this truth, but he just sat next to Mu Qinzao with a sad face.

"Humph, since you have chosen this path, you must bear the corresponding consequences. Moreover, although the rules and regulations of Wushen Wuda are simple, they cannot be broken or changed at will.

Show the same arrogance you had when you applied, and face the uncertainty of your life and death calmly. "

Wu Baitian grabbed Mu Qinzao's body and howled, "I am in danger of death now! I am deeply in debt! I am deeply in debt!! I will be crushed. I am such a beautiful flower of the motherland!"

Mu Qinzao looked at Wu Baitian's pretentious and embarrassed appearance, and the anger in his heart dissipated a lot.

"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. You will bear the consequences yourself!" After saying that, he took the clothes from Wu Baitian's hands, stood up, and began to tie up the corpses of the ferocious beasts on the ground with ropes. "Hurry up and try to run back and forth before it gets dark!"

"Okay~~" Seeing Mu Qinzao working hard without complaint, Wu Baitian immediately stood up obediently to help.

Hehe, young people are soft-hearted. Without Mu Qinzao's labor force, she didn't dare to think about how to repay the debt.

The blood energy of beasts above level three is surging, and even under the scorching sun, their bodies can remain intact for three or four days. However, the blood energy will eventually dissipate over time.

Therefore, after killing these ferocious beasts, they still need to be sent to the Dim Fire as soon as possible for quick disposal.

The fresher the flesh and blood, the more points that can be exchanged.

……

"The combat method is the art of killing people with fighting skills! It was created to prepare for this purpose!"

"Since you have passed the exam to become a martial god, you must have your own understanding and analysis of the techniques of 'force concentration', 'force cohesion', and 'explosive force'. But what I want to tell you now is that from today on, you must forget the previous techniques and forge new abilities.

Those of you who have already exchanged for combat skills should also learn these. I will start with the standing and leg techniques and lay a solid foundation for you one by one."

"Teacher Liu, the boss and Lin Yi are not here?"

Wu Zhuangguang looked at the classroom, and saw that with Mei Feng and Bu Heiye added, the class had become a small class of 30 people, and he couldn't help but raise his hand.

Liu Xiangyang walked down from the podium and came in front of Wu Zhuangguang. With a click, Liu Xiangyang removed the strength from Wu Zhuangguang's arm, which hung limply at his side.

Wu Zhuangguang had not fully recovered, and his face turned pale due to the pain from Liu Xiangyang's strength, but he dared not make a sound.

"Some people think they are so proud of themselves after going to the league that they even dare to interrupt me when I am talking."

Liu Xiangyang's voice was cold and stern. He glanced at the whole class with a sharp gaze that made people shudder.

"Do you think participating in a league is a big deal?" Liu Xiangyang's tone became more and more severe. "Those guys who haven't even grown all their hair yet can hurt you like this. You are the worst class in my Wushen Wuda!"

All the students in the class sat quietly in their seats, not daring to make a sound.

Yuan Que was lying in a wheelchair, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, his mouth twitching for a long time before he could hold back from complaining. No, how on earth could this rhetoric be unified across all Chinese universities?

The hair is not fully grown? Then what are we, who are two or three years younger than them? Are we shota and loli? ?

"This league is just the beginning, and there will be more challenges waiting for you in the future. If you cannot remain humble and hardworking, then only death is waiting for you," Liu Xiangyang said earnestly.

"Lin Yi is recuperating in the quiet room, and Wu Bai Tian is paying off debts for you weaklings, so he can't attend class. Any more questions? If not, then go to class. Whoever interrupts me again will bear the consequences!"

After Liu Xiangyang finished speaking, he turned back to the podium and began to break down the movements of the standing meditation and demonstrated them to the students one by one.