On the podium, Liang Rui calmly observed his new disciples and thought to himself: "Be calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and you can become a great person." 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 method used will not be less powerful. It is worth mentioning that there is one among you 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 about 1."
She curled her lips. Long before she applied for the exam, she had barely reached 1 in the family test, and she had always been proud of it. Unexpectedly, that ordinary guy was judged to be 2 by instructor Liang Rui, even though he did not take the test. The relevant tests showed the qualifications of the paralyzed monster, which made her believe 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 subject 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 the day after tomorrow, 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 basis."
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 realized that the truth was 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 for improvement. 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, "Then, today's class ends here."
"ah?"
Zhao Fan and the other freshmen stayed in their seats. The total amount was less than one stick of incense before 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, half a meter long and about a meter in diameter. 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 the 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 stunned.
There was only a superficial scratch left on the surface of the wood, as if it would disappear with just a light rub.
"Before you understand the situation clearly, you assume that you are right." Liang Rui said still expressionlessly: "You will be punished with fifty deep marks. You must complete it in class tomorrow, otherwise... you will leave the soul system."
"..."
The freshman 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 you ask again, I'll add twenty more."
The freshman immediately lost his temper 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 separated.
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 law department publicly stated that he was inferior to his attainments in magic. Liang Rui goes to the legal department hall to hold an open class every month. The scene is so popular that no one can even squeeze in outside the window. Some students who have grabbed the seats first use this as a business opportunity and exchange them with students who want to attend the class. Merit points.
Not only that, but 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 a word.
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 paralyzed monster wanted 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 don't know much about the family behind Miss Qingyi." I don’t know, but if you have time, we can communicate.”
"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 outside the building and glanced around. He happened to see Wu Chuo and Fang Ziming under a 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 soul-searching session.
Zhao Fan stepped forward with 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 the description of 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 paralyzer?"
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 department friends, so he nodded again without explanation. .
Wu Chuo put his arms around Zhao Fan's neck, "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 paralyzed monster, he will never make things difficult for you. He is quite reputable in this regard and will not do one thing in front of your face or behind your back."
Zhao Fan said awkwardly: "It doesn't matter, I'll go and see it. Can he 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 want to get to know each other. 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 view became wider. There were no doors or partitions on this entire floor. It was better called an office lobby than an office.
And Liang Rui was lying on the reclining chair with his eyes closed, motionless, not even breathing, 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. There was Cheng Menlixue in ancient times, and he had nothing urgent to do now, so there was no harm in waiting a little longer.
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 floor is so clean and dusty that it is somewhat reflective.
Suddenly, Liang Rui opened his eyes and asked with confusion 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 am afraid of disturbing the teacher's sleep, so I am 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 that came from the heart. Then the face with stiff features showed an appreciative smile, "What a gift from a disciple."
