It's so troublesome! Just because of these poor students, Zhao Sicheng is really worried about the quarterly competition of Tianxin Magic and Martial Arts Academy three months later.

Zhao Sicheng's brains flew around. Through the first practical class, Zhao Sicheng wanted to think about ways to give up these students and improve their practical experience as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if these students' fighting spirit level is improved and they have no combat experience, the martial arts class Z will still be at the bottom of the Tianxin Magic Martial Arts Academy.

During the fight, Zhao Yong began to think, "The young master doesn't let me use weapons or dodge continuously, but he says it doesn't matter if he hurts them."

While thinking, Zhao Yong dodged the attack of a student, swung his fist, and punched the student in the stomach.

The student was beaten by Zhao Yong's old fist, and his whole face was twisted in pain. He bent his body and spit out his breakfast in disgustingly. When he rolled his eyes, the student fainted.

Zhao Yong smiled on his face. He dodged and attacked again, so he could dodge again.

Zhao Yong's combat experience is much richer than these students. Zhao Yong changed from being a "target" at the beginning to being a "target".

Zhao Yong flashed another attack from three students. The water-blue fighting spirit erupted, and one student's right arm was scratched. With a "clang boring", the magic sword in the student's hand fell to the ground.

The student was about to bend down to pick up the sword, but Zhao Yong kicked him out.

"Students, be careful, let's attack separately, attack his upper body with level 2 strength, and attack his legs with level 1 strength." Washington shouted.

If the students in the martial arts class Z don’t unite, they will definitely be defeated by Zhao Yong.

It seems that Washington still has a certain prestige in the martial arts class Z, and Zhao Sicheng finally smiled.

As time went by, more than 30 students cooperated, some attacking Zhao Yong's upper body and some attacking Zhao Yong's lower body. Zhao Yong could not use both hands and feet. For a moment, these students with only level 1 and level 2 were really busy.

"Pearce, Arthur, Roosevelt attacked his front, Qian Bei, Zhao Xiaohua, and Li Haoshuang attacked his side, and the classmates behind him followed, don't give him time to recover his fighting spirit." Washington continued to shout.

With Washington's command, the students in the martial arts class Z cooperated slowly, and the attacks were quite impressive.

However, some classmates actually called "senior", which is not obvious that they want to take advantage of others. Zhao Sicheng was like calling his own student "senior", and Zhao Sicheng felt uncomfortable.

Another student actually called "You are so happy", what bad names do you have?

When Zhao Sicheng remembered the names of his classmates in his class, Zhao Yong's face became paler and paler.

When half of the magic passed, Zhao Yong's fighting spirit had already consumed most of his fighting spirit. Zhao Sicheng did not allow Zhao Yong to dodge continuously. Zhao Yong could not use weapons, so he could only use fighting spirit to block them. The magic swords that were about to stab him in his legs.

The students in the martial arts class Z saw Zhao Yong's pale face and a little shaky, and the attack became even more intense. However, how could their level 1 and level 2 fighting spirit withstand their consumption?

Many students have long exhausted their fighting spirit. Their magic swords can no longer flash the light of fighting spirit. They can only attack Zhao Yong based on their own strength.

At this time, Zhao Yong touched the mark on his forehead with his hand and threw something into his mouth.

Zhao Yong swallowed this thing and seemed to be full of strength in an instant. The water-blue fighting spirit increased sharply and he rushed towards Washington.

Zhao Sicheng shook his head and took a few steps back. Zhao Sicheng already knew the end of this practical class.

Because of what Zhao Yong swallowed, the Qi-replenishing Pill officially refined by Zhao Sicheng. Zhao Yong now only has level 6 Dou Qi, and a Qi-replenishing Pill can restore Zhao Yong's Dou Qi to its peak.

Zhao Sicheng looked at the students who were moaning all over the ground by Zhao Yong and used a level 9 light-based healing magic "group therapy".

Zhao Sicheng looked a little dissatisfied, but when Zhao Sicheng saw Zhao Yong's pale face, Zhao Sicheng still did not say anything blamed because Zhao Sicheng did not restrict Zhao Yong from taking Qi Replenishing Pill.

"Students, you performed very well today, especially those in Washington. After class, Washington will follow the teacher, and Washington will receive the guidance of Chris Sword God, half of the magical skills." Zhao Sicheng said gently.

The students in the martial arts class Z never expected that Zhao Sicheng would say that they performed well.

The teachers in the past all said how bad they were, how garbage they were, how wasteful they were, and no one ever said they performed well.

Especially for the Washington classmate, Zhao Yong hated him to death. If it weren't for Zhao Sicheng's order, he would not have taken action against the students' vitals.

Otherwise, how could Zhao Yong be able to beat Washington to a bruised face without attacking Washington's vitals.

When the students heard Zhao Sicheng's praise, they felt even more uncomfortable. In the past, the teachers called them garbage and waste, and they were already used to it.

If Zhao Sicheng scolded them, they might not feel uncomfortable, but if Zhao Sicheng said they were good, they would be a little helpless. The students in the martial arts class Z actually felt a sense of guilt.

Elizabeth and four other girls actually cried. It was so good to be cared for.

When the girl cried, Zhao Sicheng was also panicked. Zhao Sicheng had never been a teacher before, so how could he praise his classmates and cry?

Zhao Sicheng thought: "Women are indeed a troublesome creature. No matter what kind of woman they are, they are so inexplicable."

Zhao Sicheng could only comfort him: "Student Elizabeth, don't cry, the teacher will give you Xiaobai a play, as long as you don't cry."

When Elizabeth heard that Zhao Sicheng was going to give her Xiaobai, she stopped crying instantly. The four girls looked at Zhao Sicheng with some fear.

Teacher Zhao looks cute on the outside, but in fact he is very evil on the inside. He actually wants to send the four delicate girls to the cruel Xiaobai.

(Xiaobai's reputation is far-reaching and can stop girls from crying.)

Zhao Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the girls did not cry. Zhao Sicheng felt that being with these girls was more troublesome than fighting with that lewd and lustful old man Antonio.

Since Zhao Sicheng agreed to these girls, he could only pretend to be careless and said, "That's great! You finally stopped crying. The teacher will not break his promise and will lend Xiaobai to you for one day."

When the four girls heard Zhao Sicheng say this, they even felt that Zhao Sicheng was even more evil. Not only did the girls think that Zhao Sicheng was evil, but even the boys in the martial arts class Z also felt that their teacher Zhao was so bad that they were so bad.

Attached today's victory:

Lunar calendar: the 14th day of the first lunar month (Bingshen) (crossing the tiger)

Good and bad luck today: bad luck (the moon breaks bad day) (the sun and the hour) (the day of practicing good luck)

Today's auspicious time: Si, Wei, You, Hai

Today's bad time: Yin, Chen, Shen, Xu

Twenty-Eight Constellations: Zhang

It is advisable to: sacrifice, bathe, sweep the house, and remove it

Don't: Put on the bed and put on the beam

Finally, Xiaoshi wishes everyone a step further in the Year of the Dragon, by the way: "Please click, recommend, and collect."
Chapter completed!