The contempt in Murongxuan's eyes flashed by, and he turned to take Xu Xin to the outside of the crowd: "Don't you think it will be easier to avenge yourself with your own strength? Chen Feng has been reborn after returning from the Academy Tournament. You are not his opponent within time, and we need to consider the matter of revenge for a long time."

Stopping Xu Xin's retort, Murongxuan said in one breath: "Don't worry, I promise you that I will help you until you completely push Chen Feng into the abyss."

Lin Wenjie walked out of the crowd with two roommates who were whispering. One of the two roommates was his backbone and the other was his eldest brother. He didn't have to think about anything as long as he followed them.

Principal Pan looked at the time for the past three minutes and gave the students enough buffer time. He concluded again: "As the principal, I support student Hongbin’s actions. I hope you can understand his decision. I will not block any choice that is conducive to your future development. I don't want to see some students leave a burden or blame others for this."

The students can actually understand the decision made by Hong Bin, but they couldn’t accept that he went to the Azure Mecha Academy for a while. They wouldn’t be like this when changing to any other mecha academy. Under the guidance of Principal Pan’s heart and soul, Everyone gradually accepted the fact that Hong Bin had left.

Principal Pan looked at the students under the podium again, whether they accepted it sincerely or pretended to be, at least the transfer of Hongbin to school is over. He left the podium and gave the position to Teacher Lang: "I’ll stop here. Teacher Lang, you can continue the class."

"Okay, Principal Pan walks slowly." Teacher Lang watched Principal Pan walk out of the classroom, and then announced the start of class in a stern tone: "Next, we will start fighting in groups. I will observe each of you. If anyone is absent-minded, don't blame me. You are welcome! "

The students who had been whispering repeatedly were separated like an electric shock. No one dared to challenge the authority of Teacher Lang. The devil training of Teacher Lang was vivid in the past, not to mention his identity as the emperor, no one wanted to be in his mind. Make a bad impression.

Let the students train in groups after Teacher Lang walked towards Zheng Zhirong as usual. Since Lin Xian transferred to the department and left, he and Zheng Zhirong have been practicing, and then find time to inspect the performance of other students.

Today the situation has changed. When Teacher Lang found Zheng Zhirong, he and Chen Feng were doing warm-up preparations. It was obvious that the two of them pushed each other's hands together.

Teacher Lang froze for a moment. Why was Chen Feng robbed of what he was supposed to do: "Chen Feng, what are you doing?"

Zheng Zhirong replied on behalf of Chen Feng: "Ms. Lang, hasn't Shui Bin left now? Chen Feng has no match partner, isn't this just forming a team with me~"

"Heh, I think you want to get rid of me." How could Teacher Lang not know Zheng Zhirong's mind, every time he has to be taught by him, no one can accept it.

"How dare I, otherwise I'll practice with you? Chen Feng asked him to solve it by himself?" Zheng Zhirong didn't dare to admit it when he was killed. He looked at Teacher Lang pitifully, asking him to raise his precious hand.

Teacher Lang was angry and funny, and waved Zheng Zhirong away with a big hand: "Forget it, you two will form a team in the future, just because I can have more time to instruct other students."

Zheng Zhirong was overjoyed and was finally able to get rid of the nightmare of the fighting class: "Thank you, Teacher Lang!"

"Try it first and let me see." Teacher Lang asked Chen Feng and Zheng Zhirong to practice first, and he wanted to see if the combination of the two of them was reasonable. ,

"Good!" Zheng Zhirong grabbed the wooden sword and stab Chen Feng confidently. In order to make Teacher Lang rest assured, he decided to spare no effort to show his ability.

Chen Feng just learned part of the Luoying Colorful Sword from Nangong Magic Butterfly in the morning. When his hand was itchy, he simply tried to recruit Zheng Zhirong in front of him. The two wooden swords in his hand danced lightly, completely subverting The rigid sword technique taught by Teacher Lang.

With Teacher Lang’s eyesight, he quickly saw that Chen Feng had changed, and he could even see that Chen Feng’s current swordsmanship was quite similar to Nangong Phantom Butterfly, but now all the students are in the classroom. Asked more about the inconvenience, and after observing for a while, I saw that the two of them were fighting, so I went to teach martial arts next to other students.

Zheng Zhirong has never seen Chen Feng use such a variety of sword moves. The ever-changing two wooden swords always greet his head. Fortunately, now that he has learned to use his brain to fight, he still has no choice but to support it hard.

After dozens of moves, Zheng Zhirong panted, and stretched out his left hand in front of him to signal Chen Feng to stop: "Is this the sword technique that Huadie taught you? I admit that being great is great, but why do you always attack my head?"

"I can't help it. In the morning, Magic Butterfly only has time to teach me the most basic swordsmanship. I can't use it flexibly. I can only control it passively. It should be better when I get used to it." Chen Feng is also very innocent, he can't yet. Freely control the falling colorful swords, and everything is attacking according to the established route.

"Okay, let's go on. You hurry up and master it, but this time I will attack." Chen Feng said so, and Zheng Zhirong could not help it, but he launched the offensive first to grab the rhythm in his own hands.

It's a pity that after ten or so recruits, Chen Feng grasped the scene again, and the two wooden swords changed tricks to attack Zheng Zhirong's head. Zheng Zhirong could only parry and not be embarrassed.

Teacher Lang returned to them after a round of teaching. After all, he was very interested in the new swordsmanship that Chen Feng suddenly showed, and he wanted to see more about it.

After Teacher Lang came back, he saw that Zheng Zhirong was firmly suppressed by Chen Feng. Although he made many attempts, he still couldn't get rid of the disadvantages. I have to say that the Luoying Colorful Sword is indeed powerful, and only rigid use can make the close combat ability good. Zheng Zhirong can do nothing.

"You stop first, Zhirong, what do you think of your performance in the previous practice?" Teacher Lang knew that he had to come forward to stop the two of them. If the gap between the two sides was too large, they would only slow down their improvement. He wanted to change this situation.

Zheng Zhirong is now sweating all over, and he is exhausted by focusing all his attention on defense, but he has to take the problem of Teacher Lang seriously: "Huhu...Chen Feng's swordsmanship is too weird, I can't tell if there are too many ghosts, but I can’t stick to it if I keep defending, but I can’t find a way to crack it.”

"Chen Feng's swordsmanship needless to say, now it is mainly your problem." Teacher Lang looked at Chen Feng and took the sword in Zheng Zhirong's hand: "Since your progress in the Academy Tournament makes me more satisfied. , Then I will teach you a little more advanced swordsmanship. After you learn it, you can only practice against each other. The one-sided situation just now has no effect on your improvement."