"Pooh!"
After spitting phlegm on the ground, A'Zhu picked up the spiritual weapon bat (a cheap item given to Xu Fei by Chang Luofeng) and pointed it straight at Sirilla.
"Every day you are looking for trouble! Either you want me to die, or you are trying to scare me by not being able to die!"
"Instructor, let me tell you, you can scold me and insult me! But if you dare to hit me again in the future, I will eat the canned herring and lie down on the ground while you give me artificial respiration!"
"Believe it or not, I disgusted you to death and made you kneel down and beg me not to die! Are you really a fat person who is easy to bully?!"
Clang.
The steel fist gloves with wanton aura collided together, causing brilliant sparks from the friction.
"How can we allow others to trample on our parents who have hurt our bodies and skin? I am grateful to the instructors every day for their teachings, but the pain of the past and the hatred of the broken limbs must not be forgotten. I will pay them back today!"
Shangguan Ritian's sword eyebrows stood upright and his eyes were sharp.
He stared intently at Sirela, who was still sitting leisurely on the sofa, as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
"Hahaha, instructor Sirilla! I'll tell you the truth. If I couldn't beat you, I would have wanted to hit you back!"
"I've been hypnotizing myself a few days ago. Men shouldn't care about women! It's a pity that you are already as strong as a human being! You don't count as a woman!"
Mural laughed loudly and drew out a two-handed heavy sword as tall as an adult.
The magic lines on the sword flowed, emitting a light blue light.
This is the most proud work he has made since he started working as a forger.
"Instructor Wang, it is my honor to have the honor to teach a strong person like you."
"I must remember today's glory, it will become a talking point in the future."
Ulavicz held the Nine Knives in his hand, and although his words were polite, the twinkling look in the dog's eyes revealed the slightest hint of revenge.
Ka La La.
The wheelchair moved forward slowly, and it was covered with scattered patches, all caused by training during this period.
A colorful magic circle appeared in front of the blonde girl.
They are parallel to the void and linked to each other by a ray of light.
From the looks of it, it's at least a compound magic of four levels or above.
"Miss Sirilla, do you think you are looking down on Xingya by only undoing one shackle? Xingya can use level five magic with all her strength."
Xingya Tiffany had a cute smile on her face, and as a magic genius recognized by the Sanctuary, she showed her edge for the first time.
She never wanted others to give her preferential treatment because of her disability, nor did she want to receive mercy because of her life experience.
but! As a girl, Xingya still wants Sirila to save her some face during training!
Being covered in mud and blood is acceptable, but climbing up a cliff with a wheelchair on your butt is simply a shame for a beautiful girl!
"..."
Cang Yuanxing didn't say much, lowered his head and silently extinguished the bonfire.
I haven't experienced a single good day since I came to this other world. Why is it so difficult to just survive freely?
Cang couldn't understand it and was too lazy to understand it.
Sometimes, for some things, simpler and clearer ideas are more thorough.
Well, anyway, Sirela often threatens him and beats him up...
Thinking of this, Cang threw away his black-rimmed glasses and hid in the hazy night, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.
"Just like this, it doesn't excite me."
Sirilla's face was indifferent, and she didn't take Xu Fei and others into consideration at all.
"Of course, it's more than that."
Fu Zhexing's arrogant voice came from behind the sofa, and beside him was a white glutinous rice cake monster.
Turning the palm over, the Vermillion Bird Blue Dragon Inkstone appeared out of thin air.
Then, with a wave of his sleeves, five pictures of vicissitudes of life floated behind him.
"Image of a Vine Turtle Bearing Water"
"The Giant Ape Shakes the Mountain"
"Dragon Leaping to the Sea"
"The Giant Crocodile Swallowing the Sky"
"Picture of a panda acting coquettishly and cutely hugging a bamboo while dreaming of the keeper hugging his thigh"
The scroll unfolded, and a vine turtle, a violent ape, a dragon, a giant crocodile, and an iron-eating beast holding a bamboo all took shape.
They lined up in a row and roared angrily at Sirilla.
"How could I, Fu Zhexing, as a true disciple of the leader, only reach the level of foundation building after decades of practice?" Fu Zhexing sneered.
"Well, your cultivation is indeed a joke in Longhu Mountain." Shangguan Ritian nodded seriously.
"..."
Fu Zhexing glared at him and continued to sneer at Sirilla:
"That's all because I concentrated on practicing Taoism and neglected spiritual energy cultivation."
"But how can a painter's fighting skills be measured by his realm?"
After saying this, Fu Zhexing's spiritual energy rose.
He splashed the ink pen and began to smear on the five painted beasts.
After a while, the five painted beasts were covered in golden light, and their shapes gradually changed.
The limbs of the vine turtle stretched out and spikes sprouted from its back, while the huge crow gradually transformed into a dragon head. This is the six sons under the command.
The violent ape is bowed to the ground, its four legs have turned into claws, and its face has elongated horns, a dragon's beard hanging from its lips, and this is the third child mocking the wind.
The dragon is circling and flying into the sky, its head and horns are majestic, and its sharp dragon claws are breaking out of the skin. This is the Eight Sons.
The giant crocodile turned into a jackal body and a dragon head as it rolled around. It held a sharp blade in its mouth and its eyes looked fierce. This was its second son, Yaizhen.
In the end... the panda was still the same one holding the bamboo shoots, only slightly fatter.
Fu Zhexing's eyebrows twitched twice. He originally wanted to turn him into the Seven Sons Bian, but it seemed that his skills were not up to par yet, so he had to make do...
"Five Dragon Beast Imperial Formation! Under the combined attack of the five dragons, even the Golden Core cultivators need to avoid their sharp edges. Instructor, I want to see how you can defeat them?"
Fu Zhexing had an evil smile on his face, but he didn't notice that two nosebleeds were slowly flowing down. They were the spiritual energy in his body... which was also a sign of excessive energy consumption.
"Well, it's okay."
Sirilla praised it, then looked at the glutinous rice monster and asked, "What about you, aren't you going to use all your strength?"
The glutinous rice monster first bowed respectfully to Sirilla, although he couldn't tell where his waist was.
Raising his head, Ziba said resolutely: "I don't care about the instructor's beatings and scoldings, but we are a team. If the team wants to teach the instructor a lesson, I must also participate."
"I am a unique personality formed after the emergence of summoning magic, so I can also change back to the magical form again."
"The specific kind of magic will be shown to the instructor at the appropriate time."
The glutinous rice monster expressed his feelings very sincerely, and did not say what his trump card was.
"Um."
Sierra nodded slightly, stood up and put the sofa back into the storage space.
Looking around, looking at the students she taught 'carefully', Sirilla smiled and said, "Well done. If you don't even have the guts to resist me, maybe I will really consider killing you completely."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get started!"
Upon hearing Sirilla's provocation, no one moved forward impulsively, and no one retreated.
Everyone adjusted their positions very calmly.
The anger, humiliation, and unwillingness of being physically and mentally abused for many days turned into a raging fighting spirit at this moment.
Sirilla is an outstanding teacher, there is no denying that.
The almost suicidal training method has improved everyone's combat capabilities in all aspects.
In fact, every student respected her and thanked her from the bottom of their hearts.
However, one code equals one code!
The anger of being abused has been accumulated over time, and has become out of control. It is rare to have such a good opportunity for revenge, and only a fool would let it go.
Seeing that the students were about to surround Sirela, Rasha hurriedly ran to the back of the dormitory building, only daring to reveal half of her head to watch secretly.
"Too, too bold. May you be protected by the goddess Ishtar..."
Rasha clasped her hands together and prayed to the goddess that the students would be healthy...at least not to pieces...
For hundreds of years, ever since she came to work in Nimbuende, she has never seen anyone dare to provoke Miss Sirela, not even the priests.
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