Adjusting his posture in front of him, Huo Yuhao asked Tianmeng Bingzi while running: "What's wrong with Brother Tianmeng?"

"Yu Hao, you should pay more attention to the human just now. His background is a bit strange. I actually felt a trace of fate from him just now."

"The breath of fate?" Huo Yuhao didn't understand these things.

…………………

Long Xuan didn't know what happened in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, and he was still running in front of the team.

Zhou Yi came down, took a brief look at the team, and shouted loudly: "Come on! Take my position as the end."

As soon as she finished speaking, Long Xuan rushed past her. At this time, Wang Dong, who was second, was still 12 laps away from him, and Huo Yuhao was even 24 laps away!

Standing beside Zhou Yi, Long Xuan gasped slightly and felt a little satisfied when he looked at the huge 100-person running team in front of him.

No matter what, he was the first to finish the run.

Soon, Wang Dong finished running. He stood beside Long Xuan, gasped, and spoke to Long Xuan, "What kind of martial spirit are you? The physical fitness you bring is so good?"

Long Xuan was stunned. He really didn't expect Wang Dong to come to talk to him, but out of etiquette, he replied: "The Angold Holy Dragon, the mutated martial soul of the Golden Dragon."

Wang Dong felt the alienation in Long Xuan's tone, so he stopped talking to Long Xuan. After all, no one likes to use a hot face to put on a cold butt.

Not

Time goes by one second, when most people finish running, Huo Yuhao is still 12 laps away.

At this time, Wang Dong beside Long Xuan couldn't help it, spread his martial soul, flapped his beautiful wings, and flew towards Huo Yuhao.

"Goddess of Light Butterfly, this martial soul is really beautiful."

Zhou Yi, who was standing next to Long Xuan, sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Even Long Xuan, who had been prepared, was shocked.

That's right, as the most beautiful martial soul, the goddess of light, how can other martial souls compare to it?

With the help of Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao finally completed these hundred laps.

Long Xuan, who was standing beside him, saw with interest that the two of them reached their initial bond.

Zhou Yi spoke, pointed out the names of the nine people, and fired them.

"Why did I get fired? I've obviously finished a hundred laps!" One of the students named Tayron shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Have you really finished a hundred laps?" Zhou Yi sneered, "Before I came down, you obviously walked three laps slowly. After Longxuan ran ten laps, you started to keep up slowly, so you ran only 97 laps instead of one hundred laps."

Tayron wanted to say something else, but was directly bombarded by Zhou Yi and took the other eight people to the Academic Affairs Office in shame to complain.

"Hmph." Zhou Yi snorted and said to the others: "Others, return to class."

After returning to the class, most people were sweating in their hearts as they looked at the nine seats that were free.

This teacher Zhou is really fierce!

Teacher Zhou looked at the quiet class again and nodded with satisfaction.

"Long Xuan, stand up." She pointed out Wang Xuan's name directly.

"yes."

"From now on, you will be the squad leader of the freshman class, because you are currently at the highest level. Do others have any objections?"

Long Xuan raised his hand.

"Teacher, I'm not suitable to be a class monitor."

Zhou Yi frowned, obviously very dissatisfied, but she still asked: "Why?"

She needs a reason.

Long Xuan and Zhou Yi looked at each other and said, "Because, I am a selfish person."

What he said was the truth.

Whether in his previous life or this life, he is a selfish person, only paying attention to what he is concerned about, only cares about himself, and he doesn't care about other people at all.

Zhou Yi was silent for a while, signaled Long Xuan to sit down, and called out again: "Wang Dong, stand up."

Wang Dong stood up in surprise.

"Apart from Long Xuan, you have the highest cultivation level. Are you willing to be the squad leader?"

At this moment, Zhou Yi stared at Wang Dong with an almost threatening look.

If you dare to refuse, you will die. Her eyes probably want to convey such an idea.

Wang Dong was staring at Zhou Yi and was sweating profusely, and he replied loudly: "No problem, Teacher Zhou, I am willing to be the class monitor."

This willingness is probably forced to do so.

"Very good." Zhou Yi signaled Wang Dong to sit down, and then called Huo Yuhao to stand up.

"Huo Yuhao, report your soul power level."

"Yes!" Huo Yuhao, who was named, was obviously a little nervous. "My soul power level is level 11."

"Very good, sit down." Zhou Yi glanced at the restless class and said, "Huo Yuhao is a special student in the school. From now on, no one will be allowed to attack him through the problem of cultivation. Do you hear it clearly?"

"I heard it clearly."

"Next, we start class..."
Chapter completed!