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Chapter 29 The Dean Summons

As soon as he arrived at the classroom, Wu Yang was surrounded by Yi He and a group of people.

Looking at each angry look, Wu Yang felt a little funny.

Wu Yang knew the reason and asked, "What's wrong?"

A group of people didn't speak, and after two seconds of stalemate, Yi He took the lead in a proud "Hmph!"

The others snorted together, then turned around to train.

Wu Yang touched his nose. This might be the life of the teenagers. He also found some of the silly aura he had when he first started in middle school from these teenagers who sometimes looked stupid.

"Come on, teacher!"

Wu Yang looked at Luo Jian who had been waiting for him for a long time.

Luo Jian sighed. In fact, when he was a teacher, he looked at the group of young people who were beaten by him on the ground. Although he didn't want to admit it, he really felt a lot of pleasure in his heart.

Just like when I was in school, I always thought that if I could pretend to be criticized in front of my teacher, I felt like I was almost the same.

But since I met the monster Wu Yang, Luo Jian’s fun has disappeared.

This is obviously a matter of trying to let others enjoy it.

He lamented in his heart, Luo Jian on his face was still arrogant and arrogant, "Are you still rushing against each other?"

"still!"

After saying that, the two of them tied up almost at the same time.

Seeing this, Luo Jian smiled and said, "What, I want to try it first?"

He thought that Wu Yang had been beaten so many times, and he must have made some progress.

"I want to practice."

Luo Jian chuckled and said, "Practice right? You haven't learned what..."

"You learned it?!"

Luo Jian widened his eyes.

"hold head high."

Luo Jian was a little crazy, it shouldn't be.

"when?"

"After being beaten that day, I felt that my body had received the example from Teacher Luo. I didn't know why."

Luo Jian…

"I..." Luo Jian tried his best to organize the language, and at least he would make himself calm.

But he can't do it!

What kind of monster is this? He learned his skills after being beaten?

Could it be that the education methods for professionals in Helsings from beginning to end are not the best?

Is it the right way to be beaten?

"Huh...right practice, right? Come on!" Luo Jian finally showed a smiling face.

The two of them stood apart and rushed towards each other almost at the same time. Looking from a distance, it looked like a mirror-like posture.

Dong!

In the center of the field, Wu Yang flew backwards directly backwards. The level gap still cannot be compensated, and Wu Yang had another guess about the skills in his mind.

bite!

【Come again after arrogance and proficiency!”

Wu Yang got up from the ground and was full of fighting spirit.

In the classroom, it seemed like copying the teaching of the day, Wu Yang kept flying backwards and then got up from the ground.

The only difference is that today Wu Yang has learned to rush forward.

After more than ten strokes, Wu Yang strengthened his belief in his heart. He was more or less influenced by Luo Jian in the arrogance he learned through being beaten.

Or there is a kind of way that brings the quality of the master's skills together when passing on the initiation.

Moreover, after learning the ruthless rush from Luo Jian, the improvement of skill proficiency will no longer become obvious. As for the power of skills, in addition to improving the attributes, it is not only to increase the power of skills.

Proficiency is no longer effective in Luo Jian.

And if Wu Yang's guess is correct, if he wants to continue to improve his proficiency in arrogance, he will find other professionals with this skill to do it...be beaten.

Only by taking advantage of the strengths of a hundred schools of thought can we make continuous progress.

...

In the next few days, Wu Yang lived a three-point and one-line life.

During the day, he practiced arbitrary collision with Luo Jian, and occasionally played the role of the squad leader with his black iron-level strength to stimulate Yi He and the others.

As for the stimulation method, it is nothing more than the fact that the first date with Anne was assessed in a month.

Then, adding fuel to the fire and changing the heroine of the color text she had read before traveling through time is enough to make Yi He and his group of teenagers get excited.

In the evening, I went to Zhang's house to practice swords with Chen Le, and my relationship with Wu Shengqi gradually eased a lot.

On this day, Wu Yang finally ended his training with Luo Jian.

"What's wrong today? I'm missing interest."

Luo Jian wiped the sweat from his head, and Wu Yang became thicker and thicker, but for some reason, his interest was not as high as it was at the beginning.

This made Luo Jian feel a little worried.

Can't I let Wu Yang be satisfied?

This kid shouldn't go further and further on the road to special hobbies.

With deep concern, Luo Jian asked this.

In fact, the main reason why Wu Yang stopped today was that his proficiency was not even added to 0.0001.

In the end, the proficiency of the rampant clashed was frozen. Well, Luo Jian, the tool man, is useless!

Wu Yang breathed and said, "I have benefited a lot from contacting Teacher Luo Jian during this period, but I don't think I can just work behind closed doors and not go out to fight against more professionals to exercise."

"So I want to... go and hone my skills with other teachers."

Luo Jian???

Do you think I don't understand what you mean?

Isn't this...dislike me?!

"Ahem, that's fine. Although there are not many teachers in the meat shield profession, they still have them in all grades. Although they are not as professional as mine, they still have their own characteristics."

Wu Yang smiled very well and said, "Then please help me contact me."

The blue veins on Luo Jian’s forehead pounded, but his smile remained unchanged. “Of course, it’s a good thing to have a studious heart.”

The classroom door was suddenly opened, and a teacher shouted, "Is that Wu Yang?"

"I am." Wu Yang looked at the door.

"Follow me to the dean's office."

"good."

Wu Yang was sure in his heart. It seemed that the black-backed monkey had a result.

Following the visitor, he walked quickly on the campus. Wu Yang still asked, "Dare you ask the teacher, what's the dean asking me for?"

"You will know naturally when you go."

Wu Yang curled his lips, and asked in vain.

When he arrived at the door of the dean's office, the man stopped and said, "You go in by yourself."

Wu Yang did not hesitate and pushed the door open.

The eyes were Zhang Leiting’s wide desk, and the old man, who was still "young" and strong, crossed his hands with his chin.

On both sides of the desk are several single sofas lined up.

Anne, and a middle-aged man with a mustache, sat opposite each other.

"Student Wu Yang, I have met the dean."

The eyes of the three of them fell on Wu Yang from the beginning of entering the door.

Zhang Leiting showed a kind smile, his voice was like a clock, but it made people feel very at ease, saying, "I have an impression of you, I am that boy with pure talent in flesh shields, right?"

“It’s the student.”

Zhang Leiting continued, "Come on, sit down first, sit down and chat."
Chapter completed!
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