"Gigantic?!"

Chen Shu looked shocked and ignored the other options.

Without the gigantic skill, the slime's combat effectiveness would be reduced by at least 70%, which is a well-deserved magical skill.

The last giant upgrade was the hunt for the Ice Hare Lord, which has been nearly half a year ago.

"Five months! I've been waiting for five full months. Do you know how I spent these five months?!"

Chen Shu looked excited and couldn't help shouting.

The students around him all stayed away, fearing that Chen Shu would do something shocking.

boom!

Shen Wushuang called violently and said, "Are you sick again?"

"Well……"

Chen Shu recovered immediately, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and anyone would be angry.

He couldn't help but said angrily: "Old Shen, what the hell are you..."

"Um?"

Shen Wushuang looked at him with sharp eyes: "What's wrong with me?"

"You...you really care about students..."

Chen Shu said with a stiff smile, secretly swearing in his heart: Shen Wushuang must be buried once!

"It should, it should."

Shen Wushuang patted his shoulder and said kindly.

Chen Shu came to the corner alone, silently took out his cell phone, and opened Chaoxin.

"Sister Fang Si, how much does it cost to bury a person? Please give me a price!"

We must find a bully to punish Lao Shen!

A moment later, Fang Si sent a message.

"Are you going to bury Teacher Shen Wushuang?"

"Huh? Do you know him?"

"Nonsense, he taught me three years ago. Teacher Shen is my mentor. Without him, I might not be where I am now!"

Chen Shu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, sister Fang Si's account has been hacked, right?

He typed directly: "You have to pay more, right?"

"Chen Pi, this is not a question of money, he is our teacher! Also, how much do you pay?"

"..."

Chen Shu nodded, it seemed that it was indeed him.

"one million?"

"Go ahead and play! How much does it cost to bury a black iron-level in your house? At least 20 million!"

"Holy shit, are you trying to steal money?! Can you give me a 10% discount?"

Two good students who "respect teachers and moral principles" kept bargaining.

Shen Wushuang on the other side suddenly felt a chill in his heart, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

He turned around and saw Chen Shu with a mean smile on his face, and said, "Chen Pi, what are you doing?"

Chen Shu was so excited that he could hardly hold his cell phone steady.

"it's okay no problem……"

Shen Wushuang narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you planning to take revenge on me?"

"How can it be?!"

Chen Shu said firmly: "You are my teacher!"

In the end, Chen Shu shook his head, looking frustrated.

Fang Si actually didn't back down at all and insisted on asking for 20 million. It was really too shady and had no internal friendship value at all.

If this money was given to Shen Wushuang, he would probably be willing to bury himself.

Chen Shu sighed: "It's unreliable! You still have to realize such grand plans by yourself!"

"Chen Shu, come to play Landlords?"

Xu Xingxing came over, and the three of them were the only ones in the private room who seemed to be doing nothing.

"But pull it down! It's impossible for me to play with you, not in this life."

Chen Shu refused directly and said,

Isn't playing with Xu Xingxing just looking for trouble?

At this moment, the competition began again in the fighting arena below.

Chen Shu looked on with boredom, so he simply set up the barbecue grill...

"What are you doing?"

Shen Wushuang was shocked, you are so damn outrageous.

"Don't worry, Teacher Shen, I spent a lot of money this time and used genuine smokeless carbon!"

Co-author, you used to use fake ones, right?

"no!"

Shen Wushuang firmly refused,

What if the beast masters below were fighting, and billowing black smoke suddenly appeared in the private room above, or even burst into flames? Wouldn't that scene be nonsense?

Chen Shu sighed, all his hobbies in life had been taken away.

At this time, the staff came outside the private room,

"Please prepare yourself, classmate Tang Lie!"

Tang Lie nodded and stood up immediately. He always felt that the private room was not safe at all.

But when he saw the small platform below, his expression suddenly changed.

Xia Yan stood expressionless, as if waiting for his opponent to come down.

"No, are you so unlucky?"

Tang Lie twitched the corner of his mouth. Now that the other party was angry, didn't he just hit the muzzle of the cannon?

He looked at the staff and said, "Isn't that right? I am an eighth-level beastmaster. How can I fight with a ninth-level beast master?"

"Your teacher requested it, so that you can improve your strength as soon as possible."

"..."

Tang Lie looked at Shen Wushuang with a resentful look on his face. You don't want to play like this, do you?

"Young Master Tang! You have to work hard! Fight for our special training class! Geniuses are all challenging at higher levels!"

Chen Shu grinned, his eyes were extremely deep and had an inexplicable meaning.

Tang Lie couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, feeling as if the other person was looking at his posthumous photo...

Xie Sunan shouted: "The whole class wants to see Mr. Tang off!"

I saw everyone in the special training class standing up one after another, with serious expressions, and their eyes were filled with nostalgia and sadness.

All I had to do was hold white flowers in my hands and bow in unison...

Damn it! Do you want this?

Tang Lie felt a little scared, as if the whole class was watching him for the last time.

"alright!"

Shen Wushuang's head was full of black lines and he couldn't help but look at Chen Shu and Xie Sunan. You two were just messing around again.

He patted Tang Lie on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, go ahead. The casualties of the contract spirit will not affect the beast master."

"..."

You are really good at comforting people!

Tang Lie took a deep breath and took firm steps to the small platform.

"From Nanjiang No. 2 Middle School, hehe...hehe..."

When Xia Yan saw his opponent's appearance, he immediately sneered.

How miserable he was last night, how miserable the other party must be!
To be continued...