"That's right, that's right, I'm not a new student, I'm an old student. I'm sorry, I'm fine. It was me who fell. I'm sorry, I'm fine." The Golden Man woman bowed her head and apologized, completely unable to tell that she was actually a Realm Master. Such humbleness

His attitude is simply a bit lower than that of a book slave.

"Then what's under your seat?" Xuanzong asked again.

"A stool." As the blood spider spoke, it pierced a person with its limbs and lifted it up: "Ask him, is he a stool?"

"I...I am a stool..." The human student's face looked a little ferocious when he was lifted up, but he obviously couldn't resist.

Even if he answers, he is still under the control of the blood spider.

See this scene.

The golden woman stepped back subconsciously, with sadness in her eyes. She knew that there was no justice for the weak in the seminaries. Not only their personal freedom, but also their actions, speech, and even thoughts could be confused. Here, weak people are no different from puppets.

Only more humble.

"Classmate Tang, do you have any questions?" Instructor Xuanzong asked again.

"No, I just confirmed two things."

"oh."

"The first thing is that most of the world lords here are natives, born and raised in the Sea of ​​Source Energy. Therefore, the world you know is only the Sea of ​​Source Energy, and your understanding of the void is also from books. Your

Your vision is very low, almost to the point of ignorance. Every time you say the words "peaceful force" on your lips, I am more sure that you really have no ability." Tang Shidao said.

At this time, everyone in the classroom changed their colors.

Bai Bi and others laughed.

The Realm Lords of the Void really don't have this kind of 'pride', because they know that the God of Arcane is so unreasonably powerful, they also know that one person can defeat the Mad God of the Void, and they also know that the Scarecrow can't do anything to anyone... The average force value

, what is that?

A true strong man does not need a strong environment.

Environmental cattle are not cattle.

Your own cow is the real cow.

"What else?" Teacher Xuanzong's smile diminished a little.

"The second thing is that you are mentally retarded." Tang Shidao suddenly attacked his mentor and said: "You are very confident in your disguise skills and think you can hide it from everyone. In fact, mentor Xuanzong is standing behind you.

Follow you all the way in."

"Ah?" Teacher Xuanzong turned around in shock, only to find...there was nothing.

There is no one behind.

No one followed him in.

"You lied to me?" The disguised fake's face turned ferocious.

"I didn't lie to you. I just said: you are mentally retarded. It seems that this is the truth. My assessment is completely correct and very consistent with your standards." Tang Shidao said lightly. At this time, the fakes were already flying and his fists were booming.

In front of Tang Shidao.

But the other limb is faster.

One blow blew him away and hit him against the source iron wall.
Chapter completed!