Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The students below were once again in an uproar.

"Ahhh! It's the president! So handsome!" This is a senior schoolmate.

"I almost forgot that the president is also attending this public class today."

"Is the lecturer planning to ask the president to deal with those two?"

"There's no need to clean them up. Those two are arrogant and never obey each other. They only listen to the president and behave like a good boy in front of him."

"Are you jealous? I got it from being beaten."

"Who is our president? He is the man who tamed two mad dogs."

"You have to know that although Huo Yuan and Lei Meng are at the seventh level of cultivation, they both have extremely aggressive spiritual powers. When they start fighting, even teachers at the Condensation Vein Stage dare not step forward, for fear of being affected."

"The fight between those two was earth-shattering, and their strength far exceeded that of a normal seventh-level warrior."

"That's it."

"But the president, with his own strength, faced those two people at the same time and defeated them. You should know that the president was also at the seventh level of cultivation at that time. From then on, those two people only followed the president's orders."

As he was speaking, someone punched a hole in the back wall.

"boom!"

Grayish-white stones fell to the ground, causing the surrounding walls to become distorted and deformed, with a bulge.

Looking through the big hole, one person was controlling the fire and the other was releasing thunder. There was a loud sound of thunder, accompanied by flames in the room.

It was Huo Yuan and Raymond who were fighting.

I saw the students next door squeezed together at the back of the classroom, with their necks shrunk like quails, leaving nearly two-thirds of the space empty for these two old men to torment.

Raymond raised his hand and a purple lightning struck over. Huo Yuan dodged it by tilting his head and gave a provocative smile.

He dodged the lightning, but rushed forward without hesitation and hit the gap in the wall.

Just across the wall, this sudden disaster happened to someone else.

Students on this side of the wall: !!!

The purple lightning, as thick as an arm, just brushed past the hole in the wall and finally fell on the thick wall below the hole.

The students on this side of the wall breathed a sigh of relief: Huh——

When I looked again, I saw that the foot-thick wall had been burned black by the impact.

The students on this side of the wall gasped instantly: What a beast!

Looking through the hole in the wall, he saw that a fireball bigger than the mouth of the jar had formed in Huo Yuan's palm at some point. He held the blazing fireball in both hands and threw it at Raymond.

Raymond dodged sideways and gave a disdainful look in response.

Raymond: Crumbs.

However, the fireball did not disappear out of thin air. Instead, it rolled backwards with raging flames.

The students on the other side of the wall were reflected in the orange light of the fire: !!!

The firelight reflected on their faces truly illuminated everyone's terrified expressions.

The students on this side of the wall were deeply distressed: they felt as if their lives were hanging by a thread and they felt sympathy for the situation themselves.

The students on this side of the wall extended their sincerest blessings to the students on the other side of the wall.

Hold on, brothers! The president will arrive at the battlefield in three seconds.

The blessing light worked. A hand stretched out from somewhere, with sleeves bleached by washing. It fumbled to open the window and used wind magic to blow the fireball out of the window.

The students on the other side of the wall finally breathed a sigh of relief: Huh—

The students on the other side of the wall had expressions of having survived a disaster.

Looking at the window again, the wooden window frame had been burned away.

The students on the other side of the wall were heartbroken: What beasts!

Obviously these three seconds are long and difficult to endure.

The two old men were fighting fiercely. Their fists were wrapped in fire and powerful, and their kicks were wrapped in purple lightning and swift as shadows.

It would have been fine if they had just hit each other, since they were both thick-skinned and tough, but all the objects around them were damaged.

The tables and chairs were broken into pieces, leaving slag all over the floor. Even the marble floor was smashed into flying pieces, and the grayish-white dust turned into thick smoke.

With the background of people shivering and hugging each other behind them, it was so miserable and pitiful.

Take another closer look.

The person hiding in the corner, wearing yellow epaulettes, is none other than the teacher in the classroom next door.

He had white hair and was wearing a robe that was bleached by washing. He found a small stool from somewhere, sat on it, crossed his legs and swung them, and was cracking melon seeds while watching the show with great interest.

"Isn't that Luo Huang level?" someone whispered.

"I wonder why no one cares when the fight is so intense."

If the lecture hall was of Luohuang level, he would be eager to watch the fun.

Raymond took a few steps back to the razed podium, where he was greeted with fists from the opposite side.

He spun around and dodged.

The fire fists hit the wall densely.

The students here watched helplessly as large chunks of the back wall fell away, and in a blink of an eye, the ground was covered with rubble.

Half of the back wall was gone in an instant, leaving only the other half hanging miserably with a big hole in it.

Raymond swept his leg over, ruthlessly sweeping away the remaining half of the wall like sweeping a crispy pancake.

"boom!"

The remaining half of the wall fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The only barrier is gone.

In an instant, it was as if the door was wide open, and the students in the two classrooms looked at each other in silence.

We are all innocent people in this world.

I suffered a lot in the last class.

Hihara did a backflip and jumped to the back, hooked a desk with his legs, supported himself with one hand and flew into the air, then threw the desk out with his legs.

Raymond jumped up and placed his palms on the table, stepped on half of the podium to block the impact, and took the table down.

He swung the table leg with one hand and spun it rapidly in the air, and the table was thrown back like a rotating gear.

Huo Yuan's spiritual fire condensed on his legs. The raging fire distorted the air, but it stayed around his legs, and then he raised his leg and kicked.

The flames on the legs were like dancing red strips, quickly wrapping around the wooden table and soon engulfing the entire table.

With this kick, Hihara kicked the flaming table away.

The table covered with blazing flames was obviously impossible to catch with hands. Purple lightning rose around Raymond, and the lightning wrapped around his calves like purple silk threads.

Raymond raised his leg and kicked the table upward.

The table, which was wrapped in a layer of flames, was then wrapped in a layer of lightning and was kicked into the air by the violent force.

"bang"

The table hit the ceiling and bounced off it.

At an angle, go straight across the broken wall.

Smashed towards Qi Wu Yue who was sleeping soundly.

The table, which had been severely deformed after being kicked and hit several times, was surrounded by blazing flames and crackling lightning.

With a completely transformed posture and a brand new speed, and with unstoppable momentum, he swiftly smashed towards Qi Wu Yue.

For a moment, everyone became nervous.

Including the two old men who were fighting and destroying the world, they turned their heads and suddenly widened their eyes in panic, with obvious panic.

A sleeping person will not hide or cast any defensive spells.

As soon as Lu Changjue pushed open the door of the next classroom, he saw this scene. He suddenly opened his eyelids and flew forward like a shadow.

Simultaneously.

Xiao Lin did not pull out the hand that Qi Wu Yue was supporting, but instead took away his right hand that was covering Qi Wu Yue's ear to block out the sound with his spiritual power.

The next second, he pulled out the spiritual sword that was on the table.

The sword was as sharp as snow, breaking through the heavy clouds and soaring into the sky. The sword light was so bright that it seemed to absorb all the surrounding light, making the sky and the earth pale in comparison and the whole room dark.

The handsome young man held the sword in one hand and gently brought down the sword.

With just this sword, Zhu Xi, who was as fierce as the blazing dawn bird, chopped the table with red and purple lightning into powder, which then turned into flying smoke and dissipated.

The first move of the Nine Swords of Avoiding Gods.

The second stanza.

Flying into the sky.