The second trial teacher walked into the classroom.

This is a strong man with a strong body and muscles as prominent as marble.

Mr. Wang also shot again, blasting out three palms in a row, causing the strong man to take three steps back, but his face remained unchanged, as steady as Mount Tai.

Mr. Wang commented: "What a hard work! This kind of cultivation is not something that college students can't do after graduation."

The other party smiled slightly and said, "As long as the old man is satisfied."

"Hello everyone, I am a medicine teacher, you can also call me a little medicine."

"I used to sell regular addictive drugs and did a serious job."

"Later, someone told me that if I didn't break the law, I wouldn't be able to make a fortune in my life, and I heard that the dark make-up world made a lot of money, so I joined this business."

"Then I realized that although the existence of some things is not legal, it is reasonable......"

Hearing his words, everyone laughed.

Teacher Yao took off his shirt, revealing the pinholes on his back behind him.

Showing the pinholes that were still flowing out, the medicine teacher said proudly: "Because I was born as a drug seller, I have studied the discharge of drugs before."

"Look at the number of pinholes I have, and you will know the amount of medicine I needle."

"And the reason why I can still maintain such a healthy state today lies in this set of green serum poison needles that I want to teach you today."

"The needle force of this set of needles reaches the depths of the internal organs, and it can force out the drug residue in the body every day, so that you no longer have to worry about the side effects of the drug, you can take medicine with confidence, and you can work overtime with confidence."

"Of course, as a former professional, if you have questions about drugs or want to buy medicines, you can ask me, and I still have some channels in my hands that can help you get some discounts......"

……

In the conference room on the other side, many elders of the Secret Study Gang listened to the medicine teacher's lecture, and they all nodded secretly.

"The medicine is good, and he can sell medicine while attending class, so his course income has always been among the best."

"The combination of medicine and class is a general trend, and key high schools have already done this, and we should keep up."

……

Outside the classroom, Zhang Yu listened to Teacher Yao's words and said to himself: "No, I have to give myself some more advantages."

Zhang Yu thought of the process of his last trial class in the park: "These Qi Refinement Laodeng can be admitted to college, and it is estimated that they are all key high schools, and there are even three major high schools."

"When I go out, my identity is given by myself, if I pretend to be a white dragon man, I may be more favored......"

……

"Hello everyone, my surname is Bai, and I graduated from Bailong High School."

The third trial teacher on stage was an old man with crane hair and a childlike face.

I saw this Teacher Bai smile, and then took Mr. Wang's three palms, and the whole person only took a slight step back and stood firmly.

Mr. Wang raised his eyebrows: "You are also from Bailong High School? Then we are still alumni."

Teacher Bai smiled slightly and said: "I am 145 years old this year, and this junior is polite. I remember when I was studying at Bailong High School, it was still a small building, and there was no grade ranking......"

Listening to the other party casually talk about the history of Bailong High School, Mr. Wang immediately believed most of it, nodded slightly and said: "Hello, senior."

Teacher Bai smiled, looked at the many old people in the classroom, and said slowly: "The so-called learning to be old can only live to be old, people who have no jobs and are poor and dead, I believe everyone has seen a lot."

"When I was young like you, I was busy with work all day long, and I enrolled in cram school every night to enhance my work competitiveness."

"After all, if you don't study, how do you work? If you don't work, how can you make money and live until you are old?"

"Only by persisting in studying, working and paying taxes for a lifetime is the right path for our generation to cultivate immortality."

"Like I am 145 years old now, but I have almost saved enough money to buy a life-prolonging pill, and when I successfully take the pill, I will live to be 170 years old and work for another 10 years......"

Many old people who heard these words applauded in unison, looking at the 145-year-old teacher Bai, they all seemed to see their own example.

"Hehe, of course, I can live so long and maintain my ability to work, all of which is related to my persistence in practicing for many years and expelling toxins from my body......"

……

In the conference room on the other side, the elders of many gangs also praised one after another.

"Lao Bai is still stable, and he has already brought his relationship with the students closer before he officially started lecturing."

"With his seniority, qualifications, and his own example, he is enough to suppress these customers, and if this class is handed over to him, the renewal rate must be very high."

"Alas, whether it's a small medicine or an old man, I don't know who to choose."

……

Outside the classroom, listening to Lao Bai's lecture, Zhang Yu secretly said something bad in his heart: "This guy actually plays the sign of the White Dragon Man?"

"What a ...... I have to think of other advantages."

"These Qi Refinement Veterans are all from key high schools, or even from the three major high schools."

"I'm afraid ordinary means won't be able to suppress them......"

After Teacher Bai's lecture, it was finally Zhang Yu's turn.

As soon as Zhang Yu entered the classroom, he heard Mr. Wang take the lead and say: "Young man, go out, no need to talk about it."

Although Zhang Yu disguised himself as a thirtie-forty years old, he was obviously just a young kid in the eyes of these old men.

I only heard Mr. Wang say coldly: "We have decided, we will have senior Bai come to class, and there is no need to change people."

After saying that, he saw him suddenly slap with a gust of wind and thunder, which had already blasted into Zhang Yu's chest, as if he was about to blast Zhang Yu out of the classroom door in one breath. Bang!

In a bang.

Mr. Wang's palm first hit Zhang Yu's bronze armor corpse skin that had been honed by resentment.

Then the palm force was blocked by the formless cloud under the skin.

Then with the transmission of the phaseless cloud gang, it was unloaded onto the bones of Zhang Yu's whole body like silver frost.

Zhang Yu, who seemed to be motionless, stiffened this palm with his flesh and bones that had now been honed to the peak level of qi refining, coupled with his luck skills.

For Mr. Wang, he felt like he was slapping a piece of steel bar on the foundation of a skyscraper.

"You boy!" Mr. Wang looked at Zhang Yu with a suspicious expression: "What a powerful body protection technique, more than just one, right?"

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said: "Old sir, there are still two palms."

Mr. Wang said lightly: "With your body refining cultivation, you must be born in a university, so you don't need to test more."

He put his hands behind his back, and the palms he had just slapped trembled in pain, and he just wanted to apply ice immediately.

The other old men were also secretly surprised when they saw this scene, they all knew Wang Lao's level, and Zhang Yu's status in their eyes, who could be evaluated by Wang Lao like this, suddenly rose and rose, and they immediately quieted down one by one, wanting to listen to the young man's lecture level.

I saw Zhang Yu walk to the podium and said lightly: "My surname is Ma, you can call me Teacher Ma."

"The Spring and Autumn Endless Zen I want to teach you today is an exercise I learned when I was in Xianyun High School."

An old man frowned and said: "What kind of high school is Xianyun High School? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Another old man said: "It seems a bit familiar, could it be some kind of ordinary high school?"

Mr. Wang raised his head suddenly and said in shock: "You said Xianyun High School? Is it that ......?"

"Not bad." Zhang Yu said lightly: "It is Xianyun High School on the 1.5th floor of Xiandu."

"I am from Xiandu."

Zhang Yu's words immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Facing everyone's eyes, Zhang Yu said lightly: "My family lives in the North Sixth Ring Road on the 1.5th floor of Xiandu, and it is not outside the Sixth Ring Road, but inside the Sixth Ring Road."

Someone whispered, "What is the 1.5th floor?"

Mr. Wang whispered: "It is the upper layer of the clouds of the Immortal Capital, it is the sky city, but what is the location of this North Sixth Ring Road...... I don't know."

Zhang Yu explained: "The sky above the immortal capital is a floating island covering the entire city, a city in the sky, we generally call it 1.5 floors, between the 1st and 2nd floors of Kunxu."

"The most beautiful place above is Central Cloud Sea Park."

"I still remember the woods, lakes, and dragons swallowing clouds and mist in the sea of clouds......

While recalling the luxurious scenes of the 1.5th floor he saw in the Dao heart test of the foundation building exam, Zhang Yu showed nostalgia in his eyes and told everyone the beauty of the 1.5th floor.

Zhang Yu said secretly in his heart: "Just that half-day fantasy experience is enough to blow in Songyang City."

And everyone listened to all kinds of delicacies, Dharma bones, and stove cauldrons in the mansion next to Yunhai Park...... They all heard it with longing, and they wished they could go there once in their lives.

Mr. Wang even said secretly in his heart: "What is the origin of this person? The Xiandu people I met on the second floor didn't seem to say as much as he said."

After Zhang Yu blew for a while, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked at everyone and said: "I was originally asked to go to a rural place like you to give you a group of outsiders to make up lessons, but I was not interested at all."

He sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have fortunes and misfortunes, so I can only wrong myself......"

Feeling the three points of contempt, three points of disdain, three points of contempt, and the point of arrogance in Zhang Yu's eyes, Mr. Wang's body trembled, and he shouted in his heart: "This is how it feels."

"The Xiandu people I met on the second floor are so nostril-pointed, and this is the smell when talking to us Songyang people!"

Zhang Yu imitated the Immortal Capital Master he saw in the foundation building exam, while secretly observing the changes in everyone's expressions, and said to himself: "It's really the same as I thought."

"How much these old cattle and horses despise high school education and people who are inferior to them, how much they admire rich scholars like Xiandu Ye."

……

In the conference room.

The elders of the gang were surprised: "There is actually an Immortal Master who came to us for class? Is he true or false?"

An old man with a long white beard said: "Whether it's true or fake, haven't you seen that the customers' reactions are very good?"

Another bald old man smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I want this! We secret study gangs should do this! The signboard of Xiandu people doesn't know how many new students can be attracted."

A supporter of the medicine teacher said: "But the medicine can bring up the drug market, he said he wants to open up a new market for the gang, as long as he becomes a gold medal teacher, he can help us win the drug agency channel."

The old man with a long white beard said: "Do you believe what he says? I also said that I can win the copyright of Xianyun."

Another person said: "What about Lao Bai? Authentic White Dragon Man, 145 years old, rich work experience, and devoted to the gang ......"

The bald old man said: "A 145-year-old old thing, he may not die in class one day, why did you choose him?"

He continued: "I think it's better to choose this Ma Yunteng, the sign of the Xiandu people is loud enough to really help the gang."

Another person suggested: "I still think the small medicine is good, and the sign is loud again, so it is better to make more money."

Someone said: "Small medicine is good for small medicine, pony is good for pony, why don't you choose two gold medal teachers directly this time?"

Someone retorted: "There are so many classes, choose two...... Where did you come to bring so many classes to them?"

The elders in the entire conference room quarreled, arguing over who would be the new gold medal teacher and take over the class.

(End of this chapter)