Chapter 23 Teacher, is the monthly exam evaluation real?
Shi Changqing looked at her strangely. Could it be that this teacher had been wanting to have a good fight with her for a long time?
Well, she also wanted to see how good the martial arts of this ancient martial arts family were.
Xuanyuan Lan didn't give Shi Changqing a chance to refute, and then looked at the other students: "Fight well, as long as you hit the target eight times in a row, you can leave the get out of class freely."
Finally, she looked at Shi Changqing and signaled her to quickly choose a weapon.
Shi Changqing thought for a moment and chose the long sword.
Weapons are dispensable to her. As long as she has enough internal strength, a wooden stick can also exert real power.
Seeing that she had made her choice, Xuanyuan Lan took her to the training ground next door.
This place is spacious and deserted, which is just right.
Before the battle began, Shi Changqing prepared the other party mentally: "Teacher, if your mecha is scratched, I don't have the money to compensate you."
Xuanyuan Lan smiled and glanced at the long sword in Shi Changqing's hand: "Although this Seven Star Sword is made of good material, I specially had it made, and it can cut iron like mud.
But my mecha is invulnerable to swords and guns. If you really have the ability to cut through the mecha, then this knife will be given to you."
Shi Changqing also smiled faintly: "Teacher, you are playing rogue, how can I scratch an invulnerable mecha?"
At this time, Xuanyuan Lan had already taken out her cool and dazzling mecha: "Don't be ridiculous, just show off your strength."
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When the classmates at the shooting range saw Shi Changqing being taken away by Xuanyuan Lan, they all stopped aiming at the target and shooting.
At this time, they had no time to aim at the target.
Several students gathered together, their eyes rolling: "Let's go take a look?"
"We're still in class? It would be bad if the teacher saw us, right?"
The freshmen have only been in class for a few days and are not familiar with the teachers, let alone their personalities.
Xuanyuan Lan brought up credits in the second class, and it was obvious that she was a teacher who was not easy to deal with.
While some students were discussing, another student had been shot eight times in a row, and he quickly jumped out of the mecha.
"Done! get out of class dismissed." After saying that, he leisurely walked past the students who were still hesitating for a long time.
When those people saw that some of their classmates had finished, they turned around to look at the other party's target. The electronic screen hanging above clearly showed the number "8", which was enough to prove the other party's eight consecutive wins.
"Damn, so fast?" Several people opened their eyes wide at the same time.
After Xuanyuan Lan left, the other students completed eight consecutive shooting victories one after another.
Sure enough, once the teacher left, the invisible pressure was gone and it became much easier to perform.
After all, everyone in their class has S-level mental power, and with the previous failures, they will be able to find the rules of calculation quickly.
Those successful students rushed to the training ground next door out of curiosity.
Those people looked at each other, suppressed the impulse in their hearts, returned to their original positions, and quickly hit the target.
On the other side, fighting has already started.
The students who had completed the tasks assigned by the teacher all lay down at the door, occasionally uttering shocking "Fuck!"
The scene before them shocked them greatly.
The mecha controlled by Xuanyuan Lan attacked with a whistling sound. It kicked forward fiercely. With a bang, Shi Changqing jumped up and easily stood on the opponent's mecha leg. He then flipped back and jumped to the ground, avoiding it steadily.
Then Shi Changqing launched a counterattack, holding the hilt of the knife tightly in his right hand, and slashed at the chest of the opponent's mecha.
The blade flashed, cutting through the air with a strong wind.
However, the Xuanyuan Lan mecha's defense system skillfully responded to Shi Changqing's attack. The mecha's huge palms quickly protected its chest and blocked the blade's attack with both palms.
Shi Changqing remained calm and responded quickly.
She turned her wrist, and the blade slowly changed direction in Xuanyuan Lan's palms. The two were competing secretly.
Xuanyuan Lan frowned slightly, but her eyes revealed a complex expression, with a hint of excitement and excitement in her confusion.
It is hard to imagine that such power is an A-level mental power.
He is indeed a good seedling. Among all the people she has come into contact with, including the children of the aristocratic families behind her, none of them has encountered such a skilled reaction as Shi Changqing.
How much effort must have been put in secretly to achieve this?
Shi Changqing used his internal energy and swung his arms vigorously to push open Xuanyuan Lan's clenched palms. Xuanyuan Lan was hit by the internal force and staggered back two steps before he stabilized his body.
Shi Changqing took advantage of this gap and moved quickly behind Xuanyuan Lan, preparing to pretend to use the same attack again, but was blocked by the blue rain shield emitted by the mecha.
Seeing this, Shi Changqing's eyes flashed with a hint of "So that's how it is. No wonder Xuanyuan Lan said so confidently that her mecha was invulnerable to swords and guns."
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"What are you doing here when you're not in class?"
Niu Xuejing was holding a thermos in his hand. As he passed by the training ground, he saw a large crowd of people watching something.
He narrowed his eyes and saw that it was a student from their class. This seemed to be Xuanyuan Lan's class.
So he turned around and walked towards them.
The group of students who were watching the duel between Chang Qing and Xuanyuan Lan with bated breath were suddenly startled by the sudden questioning.
"Teacher, why are you walking without making any sound? I was scared to death."
"Teacher, why are you here?"
"Well, we've finished the assignments given by the teacher, and now it's free time."
The students who were talking had different expressions on their faces at first, but after seeing Niu Xuejing, their expressions suddenly changed and a trace of panic flashed across their faces.
Wait, we're not skipping class, why are we feeling so guilty? So, I shook off the panic I felt from being caught by the teacher and coughed a few times.
"Since you have some free time, what are you all doing here?"
After Niu Xuejing said this, the students in the front row who were watching intently were shaken by the classmates behind them, and finally came to their senses and made way.
When he saw the battle inside, Niu Xuejing was stunned for a few seconds.
Wait, was he seeing things?
Who is Xuanyuan Lan fighting with?
The figure in military school uniform moved so fast that he couldn't even recognize it.
"It's classmate Shi Changqing."
Niu Xuejing pondered for a few seconds: "Tell me what happened?"
“This is the teacher.”
A kind-hearted classmate recounted everything that had happened in the shooting class. Afterwards, he added with a sigh, "I didn't expect Shi to be so secretive."
"It's not that deep, is it? We've only been in class for two days, and the limitations are already showing up."
"I suspect her mental strength is more than A-level."
"Yes, otherwise how could our S class have students with A-level psychic power? I understand that except for our S-level freshmen, and our class three, other S1 classes don't have a single student with A-level psychic power."
"Oh no! I heard from the seniors that freshmen will have a monthly exam and assessment in their first month. If we go against them, won't our classmates be in trouble?"
"Ah? Really?"
"Teacher, is the monthly exam evaluation real?"
Several classmates started chatting about gossip, and at the end they all looked at Niu Xuejing with hope in their eyes.
How I wish I could hear the teacher’s official “fake” certification.
(End of this chapter)
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