National Dungeon: Invincible from Kung Fu

Chapter 8 Class Competition?

Zhang Fan was used to the low-mindedness of these classmates, so he didn't explain too much.

But Mr. Lin has a different view from others.

Speaking of which, she has been taking Zhang Fan, a student, for a while.

Although he is very stupid, he is not a braggart.

Teacher Lin walked up immediately and felt it with his hand on the imprint on his wrist.

If they are teachers, their grades are naturally higher than those of students, and they can sense the status of the student's dungeon by touching the mark.

However, it is impossible to know the specific passing score, only what dungeons have passed.

And it can only sense copies that are one level lower than their own strength.

That is to say, she is now at level b, so she can only sense the passing status of the dungeons of c, d, and e.

If the copy of b or above passes the status, a higher-level teacher is required to sense it.

However, she has never brought a student whose strength is above B level.

The kind of gifted students who have the strength to reach the B level in school have long been taught by other more capable teachers.

"It really passed, very good, you have made great progress."

After the induction was over, Mr. Lin showed a gratified smile.

It seems that Zhang Fan has to be stimulated to arouse his potential, and he is not hopelessly stupid.

Everyone was shocked when they heard Mr. Lin's words.

No one would believe that Zhang Fan, a waste of ten thousand years, passed the Kung Fu dungeon by himself. Is this the sun coming out from the west?
"Mr. Lin, he passed the dog stomping luck, it must be because you took him to brush the copy of Charlotte's annoyance last night and learned a little bit. It's still you who taught him well."

Some sycophants react quickly and blow rainbow farts.

No matter which world you are in, sycophants are the most indispensable.

Hearing this, Teacher Lin coughed twice again.

"I didn't take him to brush the book last night."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the classroom.

The one who came out to fart first just now had his face swollen from the beating, and he couldn't fart for a long time.

At this moment, Teacher Wu from the next class came over and knocked on the door.

Teacher Lin asked her suspiciously what's the matter.

Seeing the other party with a professional smile, he pushed the gold wire framed eyes on the bridge of his nose and said.

"That's right, other classes are holding a friendship match, but our two classes haven't done it. Why don't we hold a friendship match tomorrow, how about it?"

Teacher Lin's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked at Teacher Wu for a long time.

"What are you going to compare?"

She suddenly felt that Teacher Wu seemed to have a good attitude, but she was afraid that the visitor was not kind.

"It's like a copy of Resident Evil 1, okay?"

Teacher Lin frowned.

"this is not OK."

The danger factor of this dungeon is too high. It is very dangerous inside. If you are not careful, you will die. Even if you make a mistake, the whole army may be wiped out. This is not good, it is too dangerous!
She didn't allow her students to participate in such a dangerous dungeon, to engage in a so-called friendship match.

Hearing Teacher Lin's refusal, Teacher Wu pushed his glasses again, looking very calm.

"Mr. Lin, you and I have brushed this dungeon many times, and we know how to keep everyone safe, and we passed it successfully."

"Moreover, the school hosting the friendship match will issue an emergency teleportation card to each student. If they are in danger, they can teleport back to the Reincarnation World Square right away."

"At that time, we will decide the winner based on the number of people who passed normally in the end. This is nothing, the students will not have any accidents."

Teacher Lin is still worried.

She knew very well that in that dungeon, sometimes death was just a blink of an eye.

For some inexperienced students, it is estimated that they have not been able to react, and the person simply disappeared, so there is no time to send it out.

She was still going to refuse.

Never thought that before she opened her mouth, many students from the next class crowded at the door.

One of the most talented squad leaders took the lead in provocation.

"Mr. Lin, the students in your class are probably cowards and cowards, but it's just a copy of Resident Evil 1. Don't you dare to take it?"

He is Chi Guoguo's provocation, trying to use aggressive methods to arouse the anger of everyone, so as to achieve his goal.

Not all the students in the class are bloody.

As soon as I heard people say that the shrinking turtle is cowardly, I couldn't sit still.

One by one, they got up from their seats and rushed out, wanting to fight them.

Seeing this, Teacher Lin quickly blocked the door of the classroom to prevent the students from fighting.

"Okay, let's compare, who is afraid of whom!"

One of the students blurted out on impulse.

Many students can't control so much when they are angry, and they all echoed and said that it is better to compare.

Anyway, what Teacher Wu said just now, there is an emergency teleportation card, so what are you afraid of.

After all, they were still too young to know how dangerous the unexpected situations that some dangerous dungeons might encounter would be.

Only Zhang Fan was still sitting on the stool calmly, quietly watching the group of people quarreling.

Resident Evil 1 copy?

It seems to be very simple, just use one foot to pass.

Teacher Lin will continue to dissuade her.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Wu said.

"Since Mr. Lin's students have expressed their intention to take over, then Mr. Lin should stop obstructing."

"This is a decision made by the students themselves. I will go to the principal now and ask the principal to send us the emergency transmission card."

After all, Teacher Wu left with his students.

Teacher Lin frowned.

The students crowded at the door all wanted to fly over and fight with the neighbors who were leaving in an orderly manner outside.

The faces of this group of people are really too slapped.

With a little talent, you are awesome, and you can look down on people casually and trample on other people's dignity?

"Okay, you all calm down and go back to your seats."

Teacher Lin said.

"Listen up, the Resident Evil dungeon is not an ordinary dungeon. For students with little actual combat experience, it is extremely dangerous inside, and it is not as simple as you imagined."

"If one is not careful, even if there is an emergency teleportation card, he will die inside. You shouldn't agree so impulsively."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Many people showed remorse or fear on their faces.

will die in it?
To be honest, many people say that they are not afraid of death, because they are capable.

In the face of the real danger of death, run faster than anyone else.

It is estimated that if you let him eat papa to save his life, he will eat two catties without hesitation.

"Everyone go back to their seats first, and I will tell you the strategy of this dungeon."

"Everyone must memorize these rules by rote. When you encounter an unexpected situation after entering the dungeon tomorrow, you must respond immediately to avoid dying in it because you don't react quickly enough!"

Immediately, everyone didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly sat back in their seats.

However, at this time, someone noticed that everyone had stood up, and only Zhang Fan was still sitting in his seat, without moving.

"Damn, Zhang Fan, you coward, you'll be scared when you hear it's a copy of Resident Evil, right?"

"We are all upset that they humiliated us, but you are so cowardly that you don't dare to speak in your seat!"

A large number of students were confused, remorseful, panicked, and afraid of death because they heard that the copy of Resident Evil might kill people.

Now someone took the lead in criticizing Zhang Fan, and everyone followed suit.

It seems that doing so will solve the problem.

In fact, this is just an opportunity to vent emotions.

(End of this chapter)