Han Feng's heart was already in his throat, knowing that he was probably in bad luck.
His face remained calm, and his feet had begun to move secretly, preparing to run away.
However, Han Feng's figure moved just a few inches.
An invisible force instantly froze Han Feng's feet, making it difficult for him to move an inch.
At this moment, even the most stupid person should realize the problem, let alone someone as smart as Han Feng.
After his body stiffened, he slowly raised his head and met the cold and frightening eyes of the woman in green.
Han Feng squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Hey...guide...instructor, hello!"
His voice trembled unconsciously as he looked at the woman's unbelievably young and beautiful face.
He really couldn't imagine that the other party was the "Master of Gunsling" mentioned by his senior brother before, the "Dugu Mentor" who ranked among the top three instructors in the college.
Before seeing the other person, Han Feng had imagined what this person looked like.
If he wasn't an old man with white beard and hair, and an immortal spirit, he should be a sturdy man eight feet tall, as strong as an ox, and covered with heart-protecting hair.
I never thought that the other party would be such a young and beautiful woman.
What's more important is that he is so stubborn that he wants to buy merit points from the other party.
Going directly to the college instructor to buy merit points, Han Feng estimated that he might be the first person in Tiannan College.
Looking at Han Feng's extremely stiff expression, the woman said calmly.
"Do you want to take my class?"
Han Feng's heart "thumped", his mind was racing, and he forced himself to smile.
"Hehe... Tutor, you misunderstood, I... I went to the wrong classroom.
Just now... I was joking with you just now. I'm leaving now. "
The woman waved her hand casually without blinking her eyes.
"Go in."
"Whoosh...!"
Han Feng felt that his body was instantly enveloped by a majestic energy, and he flew into the classroom uncontrollably.
His body was like a wooden stake, with his legs in a cross-legged position, and he landed heavily on a futon.
His butt was almost split open, and Han Feng grimaced in pain, but he couldn't open his mouth at this moment and couldn't scream.
Seeing this, all the intermediate disciples in the classroom looked at Han Feng in surprise.
But when the woman walked into the classroom, no one dared to say a word. Everyone stood up and saluted respectfully.
The woman just waved her hand and said.
"sit."
Everyone sat down and listened to the lecture.
Immediately, the woman started teaching directly without looking at Han Feng.
The woman lectured calmly on the stage, but Han Feng on the futon was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
There was no other reason. As early as the first time Han Feng used spiritual stones to buy merit points, he went out of his way to check the academy's rules.
It is expressly forbidden to buy or sell merit points among disciples. Once discovered, they will be sent to the Penal Hall to suffer "whipping".
This is still a violation of regulations between disciples. What kind of culpability should be felt for someone as bold as himself who openly seeks out his mentor to buy merit points?
Are you going to beat him to death? Han Feng simply couldn't imagine it.
He wanted to run away, but this mentor Dugu was really unfaithful.
From the beginning to the end, Han Feng was restrained by a force that could not even open his mouth.
I could only sit on the futon miserable and miserable.
Seeing that he had no hope of escaping, Han Feng simply accepted his fate. Who would let him do it?
Without thinking about the punishment waiting for him, Han Feng simply listened to the lecture attentively.
After all, a lesson worth thirty merit points is worthless.
It has to be said that the teaching style of this instructor Dugu is the same as that of Di Yueming.
They are all told without any cadence, just plain and simple.
However, the other person is so beautiful and has such a unique temperament that the classroom effect is completely different.
Dozens of students in the classroom listened with great interest and their eyes brightened.
At this moment, Instructor Dugu was talking about a spiritual-like martial art in marksmanship called "Seven Absolute Marksmanship".
She uses this marksmanship to teach everyone how to use marksmanship and even other weapon-type martial arts skills.
How to make moves consistent and avoid being caught by the enemy.
While explaining, she casually grabbed it, and a silver spear with concentrated spiritual power appeared in her hand.
Immediately he demonstrated his marksmanship to everyone on the spot.
Her movements are neither fast nor slow, and her seemingly random swipes give people a mysterious and mysterious feeling.
It was as if the gun had been given life and became extremely agile.
While demonstrating the marksmanship, instructor Dugu's cold explanation sounded.
The sound actually made everyone immersed in it feel enlightened in their hearts, and they had a lot more understanding of the integration and coherence of the moves.
Even Han Feng had some insights and felt that there were many details worthy of improvement in the Blood Fiend Soul-Destroying Spear Technique he had practiced.
The class lasted for an hour, and Han Feng became more and more fascinated as he listened.
I just felt that the marksmanship that I thought I had practiced was already very sophisticated, but suddenly there were many loopholes.
If you can improve it according to the method of Master Dugu, your power will naturally increase a lot.
From this point of view, this lesson of thirty merit points is really expensive and reasonable.
When the class was over, Instructor Dugu said "let's go" and everyone bowed and left.
Soon, only Instructor Dugu himself was left in the classroom, and a certain "unlucky guy" who was "speechless" and sat still.
Seeing that everyone had left, Instructor Dugu glanced at Han Feng coldly.
Han Feng only felt a roar in his ears, and the energy binding his body suddenly disappeared, and he stood up staggeringly.
"What's your name? What class are you in?"
Before Han Feng could speak, Instructor Dugu asked.
Han Feng thought for a second that this woman really wanted to settle a score with him, but he didn't dare to hide it, so he had to tell the truth.
"The disciple is a freshman in Class 14, Qin...er...Han Feng!"
Recently, Qin Yan was used to being the scapegoat, and he almost got it right again.
"Han Feng...?"
Teacher Dugu's eyes moved.
"Are you from Bailong County?"
"Um……?"
This time Han Feng was confused.
"Uh...how did the teacher know that the disciple was from Bailong County."
Instructor Dugu looked Han Feng up and down and said.
"So you are the person Feng Xiang recommended to me."
"Feng Qing?"
Han Feng was stunned when he heard this, and then a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he said in disbelief.
"You...are you Miss Qin's master?"
Instructor Dugu nodded slightly.
"Feng Qing had begged me before to give you a special recruitment quota, so I asked the college to send a letter to Bailong County to recruit you."
When Han Feng heard this, he immediately remembered the final scene of the Bailong County selection competition.
The letter sent by the silver-winged eagle made Murong Jin's expression change drastically. It turned out to be a special recruitment letter that Qin Fengqing had asked for on her behalf.
Han Feng couldn't help but feel grateful. That woman was cold on the surface, but in fact she was extremely enthusiastic about her own affairs.
She refused her help twice in a row, but in the end she was still worried and asked for this recommendation letter for herself.
Maybe the other party cured her cold poison just to repay her, but Han Feng still remembered this kindness.
At the same time, Han Feng's previously uneasy mood was now much more stable.
I thought I was going to be in trouble this time, but now it seems there is a chance of improvement.
Instructor Dugu turned out to be Qin Fengqing's teacher. With this relationship, the other party should not kill him.
Obviously, Han Feng's worries were unnecessary, Teacher Dugu asked directly.
"My classes are usually attended by intermediate disciples. Why do you, a freshman, come here to attend my classes?"
Han Feng said frankly that he came here because he wanted to practice his spear intention.
Hearing that Han Feng wanted to practice "Spear Intention", Master Dugu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he immediately said.
"Okay, then you come with me to the back mountain."
