Feng Yixiu landed steadily, and his body was still shining with lightning. He saw a trace of thunder playing with his palms, looking at Ding Hu with a smile, and said lightly: "Hmm? Zhan Ling? Where is it?"

Ding Hu and the students in Class C immediately watched around and did not see a single figure of Zhan Ling. Then they looked at Feng Yixiu, who was covered in lightning, with a confused look on his face.

"What kind of monster are you? You are not a war spirit, why can you control the power of lightning?" Ding Hu said in horror.

He did not know the existence of the War Spirit Bloodline, nor did he know what the Origin Plan was. He had not had the chance to understand the power at that level.

Not only him, but looking at Feng Yixiu, who was like a god descending to earth, everyone in Ding and C were full of admiration.

"Brother Feng actually defeated Ding Hu! And he did not rely on the power of the war spirit!"

"So I thought Brother Feng was just a powerful Zhan Ling, but I didn't expect that he himself was even more powerful than Zhan Ling!"

"I decided that Brother Feng will be my idol in the future!"

At this moment, Class Ding's momentum increased greatly. All the students held their heads and chests up, and they no longer had the decadent look like they had just now.

"Ding Hu, I advise you to be less provoking our Ding Ban in the future, otherwise I will understand if I see you hit you once, do you understand?" Feng Yixiu's lightning gradually disappeared and he said coldly.

"I'm sorry! It was mine just now." Ding Hu immediately admitted his conscience, lowered his head to apologize to Feng Yixiu, and then said a little unwillingly: "Let's go!"

"Squad leader? Let's just let it go?" Someone in Class C said unconvincedly.

Ding Hu immediately glared at the person who was talking and said angrily: "What? If you don't agree, you go and fight! Anyway, I'm convinced!"

After saying that, everyone in Class C followed Ding Hu's pace and lowered their heads and exited the No. 3 training hall.

"Second leader, wait for me!" The student who was a little dissatisfied just now looked at the murderous gaze of everyone in Class D, and almost frightened his legs and he rolled and crawled to follow the team.

The people from Class C were just about to leave the gate of the No. 3 training hall, but they met Teacher Jialan Ziyu who was walking in.

When everyone in Class C saw that the head teacher of Class D had arrived, they immediately lowered their heads and accelerated their pace to leave.

"Slow down!" But he was stopped by Jia Lan Ziyu.

"Teacher Ding, do you have any instructions?" Ding Hu stopped immediately and said in confusion.

"Go back and tell your teacher that if this happens again, I will break his legs!" Jia Lan Ziyu narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly.

The people in Class C were instantly exploded. Just as they were about to refute, Ding Hu stopped him and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay teacher, I will tell you what you said to our teacher intact."

After saying that, Ding Hu led the members of Class C back to the No. 4 training hall with some odor, but found that his teacher was already waiting for them.

This is a male teacher, wearing a black outfit and looking very serious. Seeing his students coming, he asked directly: "It's already two o'clock? Why are you late?"

"We... think that there is a odor in the No. 4 training hall is not conducive to training, so we want to find another class to change the training room." Ding Hu replied truthfully.

But he was a little embarrassed to answer that it was Ding Ban, and he was called back directly by someone.

But what he didn't expect was that his teacher didn't seem very angry, but instead asked: "Which class did you grab?"

"Yes...Class Ding! The teacher in their class also said... If this happens once, she will break your leg!" Ding Hu said intermittently.

He deliberately said this to his teacher. He was beaten by the Ding clan, but he was still very dissatisfied.

If you ask your teacher to help you get the place back, you won’t be too embarrassing. No matter what, your teacher is always a teacher in Class C. No matter what, you will be better than the teacher at the bottom of Class D!

"Bang!"

While Ding Hu was still making a bad idea, the teacher in black slapped him and directly slapped his other front teeth.

"Nothing! I would rather you go to Class B or even the training room of Class A than to class D!" The teacher in black said angrily.
Chapter completed!