"Why does the anonymous teacher want to remain anonymous and not reveal his face?"

A student blinked his curious eyes and looked at Hanlin, the electronic virtual idol on the screen, feeling a little puzzled.

"You don't understand this. The anonymous teacher once said that only by hiding in the deepest place, where even humans forget you exist, can you be truly safe!"

"But...but why would he come to teach us? According to him, we should stay away from him."

“The greatness of the anonymous teacher needs no further explanation!”

The anonymous Hanlin, listening to the students' idle chatter during the break, felt completely disheartened.

I don’t know why, but I became a teacher out of nowhere.

Which bastard who shortened his life was the one who exposed himself?

…

In Xiangyu, Hu Xiu and the man with the piccolo stood in front of a department store.

"The treasure hunting team found out that there was a yellow-toothed monster and a monster covered in bandages!"

"Furthermore, they are so powerful that all the weird creatures dare not show any disrespect to them. There is a high probability that... they will break through!"

Not only Hu Xiu, but even the man with the piccolo couldn't help but be moved by the reports from his subordinates.

It had also heard about the strange things about Huang Ya, and of course it knew that among the two strange things, one was a broken-dao strange thing that was so weak that it would not be taken seriously.

One of them is just chasing for life, and even fell into the existence of intimidation.

These two pieces of trash, in such a short time, not only did they climb to the broken path, they even took half a step towards it?

It's too outrageous to say it out loud.

At least, the piccolo man didn't believe it.

"Each stage of weirdness is a watershed. It can take a thousand years at the least, ten thousand years at the most, or even forever. How can you say that half a step is just half a step forward? Do you think you are writing a novel?"

Hu Xiu didn't say anything, so the piccolo man denied it.

It doesn't believe it.

But this is not the point. Hu Xiu did not intend to argue too much, after all, there was no basis for it.

We have all heard about Huang Ya's strange strength, but according to normal thinking, he is at most at the peak of the Dao Breaking Realm.

It is extremely difficult to destroy a city in half a step and it is impossible to do it in a short period of time.

It is likely that he got some incredible props, which increased his strength.

The subordinates did not think too much and just said whatever they heard so as not to mislead their leader's judgment.

So after finishing his report, he didn't intend to pay attention to this unfamiliar piccolo man and asked:

"Captain, shall we go in now?"

"No need, let it in."

As he spoke, he took out a "Shun" character seal and handed the other four to his four most trusted subordinates, instructing them to stand at different locations and use it once after solving each scene.

The piccolo man stared at the scene in a daze, unable to react.

"Wait, are you planning to order the scholar around...?"

Hu Xiu nodded honestly.

The honesty made Piccolo Man feel a chill down his spine.

He used the "Instant" technique to instruct the scholar to do something, just like giving an order.

This...isn't it a bit of an underestimation of the strangeness of the city's destruction?

Aren't you afraid of being killed by it?

It doesn't matter to it how many people in the Judgment Corps die.

But Hu Xiu, it likes it very much.

It would be such a pity if he died.

"Well, you'd better be more polite. I'm telling you, even I can't save you from it."

The man with the piccolo warned in a deep voice, but before he could finish his warning, Hu Xiu had already used the "Instant" technique.

The yellowed paper slowly floated in the air, then began to burn. The word "instant" seemed to be engraved in the air. A figure in white appeared in the air, and a twisted figure gradually took shape.

The scholar suddenly appeared here!

Its appearance was silent, without any exaggerated movements or special glare to attract attention.

However, as soon as the word "instant" appeared, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the scholar with horror on their faces.

There was no restraint in the terrifying pressure of destroying the city.

Several men with weaker psychological defenses were directly knocked to the ground by the shock, their legs shaking uncontrollably.

The subordinates who were farther away were not in such a miserable state, but they were also unable to move.

At this moment, they clearly felt that this life did not belong to them!

Life or death depends on the scholar's thoughts!

The man with the piccolo turned pale and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at

The power to destroy a city is so terrifying!

Even though he had prepared himself mentally for a long time, Hu Xiu was still so frightened that his limbs were trembling.

The scholar glanced at the judging panel. He looked elegant and calm, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Human beings are another adjective for weak and waste.

This is the conclusion that the scholar has reached after reading countless articles over the years.

When he caught a glimpse of the man with the piccolo, his opinion changed slightly.

It's okay. Being able to hang out with this kind of people makes this human being half a waste.

"Call me here, what's the matter?"

It didn't want to talk to the rest of the trash, but when it came to Hu Xiu, the half-trash, it could barely utter five words.

The atmosphere was so controlled that the piccolo man was secretly glad for the event.

I'm afraid that the scholar's appearance will be too casual, causing these people to be disrespectful to him, and he will be wiped out in one move.

Now it seems that this aura alone is enough to scare this group of humans so that they dare not act presumptuously, and it can be said that they have saved their lives.

Hu Xiulian took a few deep breaths and said in a deep voice:

"You, go in and search for any traces of the Yellow Fang monsters. Search thoroughly and report back to me after you're done."

Piccolo Man "?"

Scholar: "..."

The environment is so quiet, like a street at four in the morning, with no birds singing or human voices, only the occasional sound of wind blowing in the ears.

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