Chapter 101

After the opening ceremony in the morning, Tianxing college was quiet again in the afternoon.

There are few pedestrians walking on the open grassland and playground, but there are laughter and laughter from time to time in the two campuses. According to the past tradition, there is no class on the first day of school, just recognize the head teacher and meet the tutor.

Back campus.

The castle of the back campus is still under construction, but part of it has been put into use. The whole campus covers an area of about five or six times that of the front campus, and the rooms are more than ten times.

Including classrooms, offices, dormitories, libraries and a series of facilities, of course... And Dai mubai's training room.

The whole cultivation room is very large, with a total area of more than 100 square meters. After upgrading, the capacity of the cultivation room has been increased to 16 places.

According to Wang Jian's idea, the original six tutors and Dai mubai, Shen Xin, panghu, Peng fan are naturally preferred, so there are still four positions left.

"Look, what's up?"

Wang Jian looked at the spacious training room and said with a smile that although the training room was very big, it didn't look dark.

There is only one door, but the other side of the wall is full of clear windows, and there are skylights on the head, the bright light always takes care of here.

"And where do you work?"

Dai mubai took a look at the training room, and his face was satisfied. But suddenly, he thought of something. He turned his head and looked at Wang Jian, his eyes were solemn.

"Former campus, what's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Although Dai mubai said so, Wang Jian saw him relieved.

What does this kid mean?!

Wang Jian's face was a little ugly, but when he thought that he still owed Dai mubai hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins, his face just squeezed out a stiff smile.

"By the way, this training room..."

After hesitating for a moment, Dai mubai asked seriously: "is there any effect of the original cultivation room?"

"If you have, you can rest assured."

Wang Jian patted Dai mubai on the shoulder and said: "however, the improvement of soul power does not mean the strength of combat power. In addition to cultivating soul power, you have to pay attention to the improvement of your own strength."

"How to do it?"

Dai mubai looks at Wang Jian, and there is a flash of light in his eyes. He values Wang Jian's words very much.

"Exercise your body and temper your spirit. If you can meet the requirements, I will give you a surprise when you break through hunzun."

"As for how to improve your strength, you can go to tutor Lian Yan and ask him to give you some suggestions."

Wang Jian showed a mysterious smile, patted Dai mubai on the shoulder and then left.

Dai mubai looked at the figure of Wang Jian leaving. He was thoughtful, but he had a light expectation in his heart.

……

"Don't stop me! Where is Dai mubai? Didn't I ask you to put me in the same class as him? "

On Wang Jian's way to inspect the intermediate class, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the end of the corridor.

"The sound..."

Wang Jian frowned and walked slowly.

In the deep and silent corridor, any sound will be infinitely expanded, but Wang Jian's gentle steps are like falling snowflakes, silent.

"What's the matter?"

The sudden sound startled the two people in the quarrel. One was Jiang Fan, and the other was Zhang he!

Jiang Fan saw Wang Jian's eyes suddenly brighten, gave up arguing with Zhang He, ran to Wang Jian and asked: "Dean, didn't I say that I want to work with Dai mubai? What about other people? "

Jiang Fan belongs to a different class in Tianxing college. Because of his age, he should be in the fifth grade of the junior class. However, because the teaching system of Tianxing college is not perfect and his strength is relatively strong, he is listed in the intermediate class.

"When did I promise you to share the same class with Dai mubai?"

Wang Jian looked at Jiang Fan and asked with interest.

As soon as Jiang Fan choked, Wang Jian didn't seem to say it.

"Dai mubai is my disciple. He has other training arrangements. Naturally, he doesn't study in the intermediate class. Do you know that he is in class now? What are you wandering about here?"

"Tutor Zhang, take care of your students!"

Wang Jian suddenly looked at Zhang He, and his tone became cold.

"Yes

Zhang He answered in a deep voice, then grabbed Jiang Fan's back collar and lifted him up directly.

"What are you doing! Let go of me

Jiang fan used to be overbearing before, so naturally he began to resist, and his soul power burst out.

However, it's very difficult for a soul master to break away from the hand of the soul sect, and Zhang he is still as motionless as a mountain, as calm as a mountain.

"Oh! I'm not convinced. "

Wang Jian picks his eyebrows, and the boy still stares at him with his eyes, as if he can stare to death.

"Our college has no tradition of beating people. I don't want to make an exception on you. It's not worth it."

"Let me see, um... Yes, Mr. Zhang he put him down first."

Zhang He nodded, and curiosity flashed in his eyes. He wanted to see how Wang Jian dealt with this kind of prickly head.

As soon as Jiang Fan fell to the ground, he wanted to resist, but Wang Jian's speed was obviously faster. The ruler appeared in his hand, and then the fourth Soul Ring flashed.

Wang Jian quickly drew a circle under the foot of Jiangfan.

The golden light curtain is around the river sail. He wants to resist, but when he claps his hand on the light curtain, he finds that the unreal light curtain looks like an entity, and he is trapped in it.

"What are you doing! Let me out

Jiang Fan angrily pats in the light curtain, glaring at Wang Jian and Zhang He outside.

"Tut Tut, you really haven't made any progress. It seems that you have to temper slowly."

Wang Jian shook his head, then looked at Zhang he beside him and said, "come back to pick him up in four hours. In four hours, my soul skill will be invalid automatically."

"Four hours?"

Zhang he's voice is obviously shocked. Wang Jian's soul skill has such power?!

Wang Jian laughs without saying anything. His fourth soul skill has a three second effect on the enemy, but the effect on his own people is customized. If he can't punish his own people, is it still called a ruler?

Four hours of standing is enough to make Jiang Fan's legs feel soft and uncomfortable. In addition, he has soul power in his body, and Wang Jian is not afraid that he will have problems. Soul power has some effect on dredging and promoting blood circulation.

And surrounded by the light curtain, Jiang Fan naturally heard Wang Jian's words, four hours?!

Thinking of this, he turned pale and even felt dizzy. Compared with the fatigue after four hours, he knew that the four small processes were more terrible.

"You... You can't..."

Jiang Fan stammered, although he wanted to be a bit hard, but his tone has become weak unconsciously, even with a touch of slight grievance.