Chapter 36: The explosive war god Wu Feng!

Not only did he not have the slightest bit of pride as a teacher, he even described himself as a student like them, just starting a little earlier than them.

It immediately brought the teachers and students closer together.

Han Yu believes that as a teacher you don’t have to be powerful, but you have to know what students need most and how to teach them correctly.

Strength is only part of it. Life experience, lessons learned and correct values ​​can all be regarded as teaching and answering questions.

A strong person does not only refer to someone with strong physical strength, but also someone who is firm in heart, who can face all hardships with a smile, and who has strong beliefs.

If one is just powerful but does not have correct values, he can only be considered a reckless man.

"Teacher Mu, what are these?"

A girl with long light green hair draped behind her asked timidly, giving off a weak feeling.

"Nammun Yoona, this is a training soul guide specially designed by the teacher. It can improve your qualities. You can use it for training. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Mu Jin smiled, then picked up a white tiger stick and bent it with both hands. The originally straight white tiger stick instantly became bent, forming a U shape.

Wu Feng looked at how Mu Jin bent the White Tiger Stick so easily, and curled his lips in disdain and said, "Teacher, this is too easy. I can bend ten sticks like this at the same time."

Hearing this, Mu Jin's mouth curled up, she loosened her hand, restored the White Tiger Stick in her hand to its original state and said, "Okay, Wu Feng, then you give it a try."

"cut!"

"Just give it a try. I don't believe it can be that hard."

Wu Feng picked up the White Tiger Stick and bent it with force. To her surprise, the White Tiger Stick did not bend as she had imagined.

Instead, he remained motionless, looking at the inquiring gazes of the students around him.

Wu Feng's face flushed and he growled.

The red dragon martial spirit instantly possessed his body, and the whole person seemed to have grown several years older, and looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The school uniform she was wearing shattered and burst open, revealing the elastic leather jacket underneath, which perfectly highlighted her perfect curves.

"Huh? The Exploding God of War?"

"It looks like we have to show our real skills, but the school uniform is a bit useless."

Han Yu, who was standing aside, looked at it with surprise and interest.

If he was not mistaken, when Mu Jin handed the White Tiger Stick to Wu Feng, she quietly pressed the button on the handle, increasing the toughness to the maximum.

When he came just now, Mu Jin introduced to him that the White Tiger Stick has four grades, and each grade corresponds to Soul Master to Soul Sect. According to the current strength, it would be difficult to bend it without matching the strength of Soul Sect.

"drink!"

Wu Feng let out a low roar, sank his body slightly, opened his feet about 15 degrees, squatted slightly, bent his knees and half-crouched, stretched his hands forward horizontally to hold the White Tiger Stick tightly, accumulating strength, preparing to bend it in one fell swoop.

"Is it coming? Judging from the situation, it should be able to be moved." A student whispered.

“Wu Feng’s martial soul is the red dragon. Even though it’s a sub-dragon, it can be considered a top-level martial soul, only slightly inferior to the white tiger martial soul. It’s also known for its great strength.” Ning Tian had a smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was very confident in Wu Feng.

"Really? I don't think she can do it."

At this moment, a somewhat cold voice came into Ning Tian's ears from behind, making her turn around and look.

Seeing Han Yu appear in front of her, Ning Tian was slightly stunned, then smiled slightly and said: "Why do you say that, classmate Han Yu? I think Feng Mei should be able to break it."

"How about we make a bet, whether she can break it open or not? I bet she can't." Han Yu smiled slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

When he got closer, he found that Ning Tian was indeed good-looking. He gave people a feeling of nobility, which made him feel that this person was very expensive. Yes, he was simply expensive.

How can a mobile treasure trove not be expensive?

Ning Tian looked at Han Yu slightly, and couldn't help but nodded secretly, and nodded politely: "Hello, classmate Han Yu, let me formally introduce myself. My name is Ning Tian, ​​and Wu Feng and I are from the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect."

"I wonder where such an outstanding talent like Han Yu comes from. I guess his family must be extraordinary, right?"

Han Yu was stunned. He made a bet with her, but she wanted to ask me where I was from. What should he do?

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I am a nobody, just an orphan. I can't be called a genius. My innate soul power is only level five."

I certainly can't tell her that I'm from the Benti Sect. I know very well that the Benti Sect doesn't have a very good reputation on the mainland.

"Innate soul power level five, orphan?"

Even someone as calm as Ning Tian couldn't hold back his expression. He widened his eyes, covered his mouth with his hands, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Then how did you cultivate to this level, and your second soul ring is purple."

"What? Level five?"

"That's impossible. You're kidding me."

The students around him obviously also heard Ning Tian’s exclamation, and they all looked incredulous.

Mu Jin, who was standing by, looked over in surprise. He didn't believe what Han Yu said at all, but he didn't expose it on the spot.

Han Yu smiled slightly, and her clothes fluttered without wind: "It was just luck."

"I think the reason I am this strong now is because I work hard. Geniuses can be divided into the natural type and the hardworking type."

"It just so happens that I am a hard-working genius. Fortunately, my efforts have not been in vain, but I still can't catch up with you people with high innate soul power."

Seeing the shocked and unbelievable expressions on the faces of the students around him, Han Yu did not intend to explain further. What he said was indeed the truth.

It's just that his starting point is a little higher, but he does work very hard, and he quite agrees with this.

Eat nutritious food hard, take a beating hard, and paddle hard in the ocean.
"Do you think I will believe it?" Ning Tian came to his senses at this time, thinking to himself that it was a close call, he almost got cheated.

As the young master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he naturally knew that Shrek Academy was not a place that an orphan could enter.

Han Yu cultivated to the second ring with the fifth-level innate soul power. There must be a powerful force behind him supporting him, but the other party is just unwilling to reveal it.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, this is how I am." Han Yu shrugged. Sometimes no one believes you when you tell the truth.

Maybe most people think it is impossible, and it is also human nature.

If you are better and more talented than others, people will take it for granted.

But if you have less talent but are better than others, they will not accept it.

Seeing Han Yu silent, Ning Tian was certain that he was not telling the truth. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then I'll bet that Feng Mei is gay. What's the bet?"

"Are you really going to bet with me?"

Han Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. Someone gave him money.

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