Bufan, who was among the crowd, was stunned when he heard Teacher Raphael calling his name, and then walked out of the crowd.
"Teacher, don't you know my name?"
Hearing Feifan's teasing, the cheeky Raphael smiled indifferently, "Oh, you don't need to pay attention to such a trivial matter!"
“….”
When he came to stand opposite the teacher, Bufan took up the starting position of basic swordsmanship. His posture was standard and his movements were standard. It was obvious that he had been trained for many years.
"Do you want me to teach you basic sword skills?"
"Teacher, I only know basic swordsmanship, so I can only use basic swordsmanship." Regarding the teacher's question, Bufan rolled his eyes. If he had better swordsmanship, of course he would use it.
"Oh, okay, come on, my main responsibility is basic swordsmanship, teaching you is part of the teaching content."
At this time, the sun slowly rose, the blocking dark clouds had been blown away by the wind, and the dazzling sunshine once again fell on the lawn where Bufan and the others were.
"Teacher, the sun is shining on your eyes. Don't you need to change your position?" Bufan was about to attack, but saw Teacher Raphael's eyes narrowed under the direct sunlight, so he stopped. asked concerned.
"Ha, do you think that people who have reached the level of teacher are influenced by external interference?" Raphael shook his boring hair, played a few sword flowers that he thought were super cool, and said with a smile: "Kid, you are still too young, hahaha, come on."
Unexpectedly, his kind words of advice were used by the other party to show off, so Bufan ignored the matter.
After taking up the sword stance, Bufan kicked his feet hard and started to attack by pushing back from the ground. He held the sword in both hands and used the momentum to slash forward. Facing the oncoming attack, Raphael moved his horizontal stick in front of him to block.
With a 'bang' sound, the unexpectedly powerful momentum made him take half a step back, and the wooden stick in his hand also tilted back.
"Ah, it's a big deal!"
Raphael, who was standing in figure eight steps, already had a too high center of gravity, and his retreat caused his entire body to tilt over.
At this moment, the pace was not steady, the old strength was exhausted, and the new strength was not born. After noticing the teacher's predicament, Feifan, who was attentive, twisted his body to remove the force of the collision, then crouched and drew the sword forward. Sweep.
Raphael had no choice but to use the inertia of his retreat to take another half step back.
"good chance!"
Raphael's unorganized evasion allowed Bufan to see an opportunity.
Knowing that he couldn't miss the opportunity, he once again used the power of the sweep to pull back the sword, then stepped on the ground and stabbed forward.
But for some reason, Raphael, who took half a step back again, twisted and stabilized. When he saw the thrust of Bufan's sword, he did not retreat but instead moved forward. He swayed his body to avoid the thrust and pressed close to Bufan. He held the wooden stick in his hand. With a sudden sweep, Bufan was knocked to the ground.
"That's right. Your basic swordsmanship can be used very smoothly without any awkwardness. I believe you will soon be able to touch the door of spirituality."
Bufan stood up. Raphael's blow with the stick didn't seem to cause any actual damage to him. He patted the grass clippings on his body and said very dissatisfied: "Since I performed so well, why do you still hit me, teacher?" me?"
"Because, my hands suddenly felt itchy!"
Raphael's words made Bufan suddenly have the urge to punch him in the face.
"What about the advice you gave me, teacher?"
"Oh, give me some advice, didn't you just say that?"
"said?"
"Well, that's right. As I said, your basic swordsmanship is very solid. The next step is to become a psychic!"
"Then how do you get psychic?"
"This? Didn't I just say it? Spirituality can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words!"
"That's it?" Bufan was a little confused.
"Well, that's it." Raphael nodded matter-of-factly.
"Teacher, you are treating me differently." Bufan expressed that he was very angry.
"Okay, okay, next one, next one!"
Facing the shameless teacher, Bufan finally walked back into the crowd helplessly.
There were not many students in Class 7, only seven of them after counting. Not long after, the last two students also made great achievements under the guidance of the teacher.
Seeing that less than half of the time had passed, Raphael yawned deeply and was determined to leave the get out of class, but as a teacher, he still had to take on a little responsibility of teaching and educating people.
"Okay, what are you going to listen to next?" Raphael sat upright on the lawn with a serious face. Not to mention, in addition to being a bit obscene, this posture finally gave him a little bit of a teacher look.
"Teacher, tell me about your past. A person as powerful as you must be very powerful?"
"Teacher, I still want to know why your wooden stick remains strong after many collisions."
"Teacher, can you tell us the secret that you and your apprentice have to share?"
The students were all talking, and all kinds of fantastic ideas came out.
Facing these extremely difficult questions, Raphael thought for a long time and finally said something.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's end today's class here! See you next month!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he sat up, waved his hand, and left gracefully, leaving behind a group of stunned students.
"Hey, teacher, wait a minute, it's still early?"
"teacher…."
****
"Oh my God, the teacher just left like this? Isn't this a bit irresponsible?"
"Isn't it because the questions you asked are so in-depth? Doesn't this scare the teacher away?"
"As if you didn't mention it just now?"
Looking at the noisy students, Bufan rubbed his face.
He thought about his achievements today. It seemed that he had gained... so little!
"Yan Xi, I'm leaving first!"
After saying hello to Yan Xi, his only close friend, Bufan planned to leave the training ground to go on a mission.
"Wait a minute, Bufan, I'm planning to leave here too."
"Oh, Miss Yan, who has always been diligent, is also planning to be lazy?"
"No, no, I plan to do the mission later."
"Oh, you're the same as me, so what mission did you take?"
"Serve, waiter." Yan Xi blushed a little when talking about this task.
"Waiter? The one from the food court?"
Seeing Bufan's surprise, Yan Xi was a little puzzled, but she still nodded, "Well, that's the job of being a waiter in the food court."
"Hey, the waiter task has a lot of points, a lot of salary, not to mention short working hours, and you can arrange your own working time. I set my sights on this task at first sight, but it's a pity that it only recruits girls, and they are sweet-looking. Direct excellent evaluation. Do you think this task makes you envious of others?"
Compared to the extraordinary weeding task, the waiter task is like a paradise. The treatment is like working in one hour a day and being settled every week. Anyone who completes the task normally and performs well will get 30 points. A beauty like Yan Xi will get 50 points. You start with points, and if you work a lot, you can get some extra points.
Bufan did some calculations, right? Geno needs to enter the pit at least 25 times to reach this point, right?
So envious!
"Oh, you said this, it's not bad. I didn't notice this mission at first, but the teacher in the mission hall strongly recommended it to me. Later I saw that it did have the most points among the D-level missions, so I I took it reluctantly.”
highly recommended? The most points? Reluctantly?
It’s so annoying to compare people to each other!
Thinking of the indifferent look of the lady at the front desk and the look in her eyes that looked like a fool, Bufan couldn't help but lament the injustice of the world.
