Face your own spiritual torture!"

Ye Changqing ducked away and returned to his villa.

Now that I have the resources, my physical cultivation can return to its peak state...

There will also be confidence in some things.

In the final analysis, this world is still a world where force is the most respected. As long as your force reaches that level, you will have the right to speak!

…

Early the next morning.

When all the students in the class walked into the classroom one by one, they were surprised to see two people, sitting down in their seats early.

Xiang Chong!

Xiang Bing!

Seeing that the two of them had returned unharmed, there was a sudden burst of cheers, and all the students almost screamed and rushed over.

Some girls were so excited that they burst into tears.

"You're okay!"

Meng Changjun, Hao Han and others flushed with excitement: "That's great, that's great..."

Xiang Chong and Xiang Bing obviously did not expect that everyone would be so enthusiastic, and they were naturally moved. They spoke one by one, as if they were reunited after a long separation, and they could only feel the tide of affection in their hearts.

Amidst the commotion, Zuo Xiaoduo walked into the classroom first with a calm face.

After looking around, You walked up to the podium with a sullen face, picked up the pointer and knocked heavily on the whiteboard a few times.

Bang bang bang!

"quiet!"

Zuo Xiaoduo's face was still sinking like water, and he scolded in a deep voice.

"Squad Leader Zuo!" Xiang Chong looked excited.

"What are you shouting for? Everyone, sit down! Everyone go to your places!" Zuo Xiaoduo was full of momentum on the podium and spoke harshly.

"What do you look like when you are making a mess in the classroom? Are you high-level martial arts students? Or are you idle members of society and hooligans?!"

Zuo Xiaoduo said sternly: "Everyone is seated, sit upright, can't you understand people's words?!"

Faced with such high pressure, the whole class returned to their respective places without daring to say a word.

After this round of training, everyone who was shocked by Zuo Xiaoduo's impressive harvest numbers had a deep respect for Squad Leader Zuo. In a sense, they were more afraid of Zuo Xiaoduo than Wen Xingtian.

Everyone watched Zuo Xiaoduo walking up and down the podium, his face gloomy, like the weather before a storm.

A look of righteousness and dignity!

…………
Chapter completed!