Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

The fourth student's mentality is broken. Why is it you who always show off?

On the podium of each class, the teachers were somewhat doubtful about life.

what's the situation?

Why has the class returned to that unorganized state again?

Did I not speak well enough?

A series of questions lingered in my mind, lingering.

At the campus gate, the principal sent everyone away politely.

Immediately afterwards, he announced something in high spirits.

Now, immediately, immediately hold a school-wide commendation meeting!

Not even a minute late.

I can't wait, I'm so anxious!

A few minutes later.

"...Convene a commendation meeting and ask all teachers and students to stand in an orderly manner on the playground..."

After hearing the announcement, the students fell into memories and contemplation.

emmmmm……

Why does it feel so familiar?

There is always a feeling of déjà vu.

In addition, the teachers also expressed their frustration.

There is no way to get through this class, there are twists and turns, it’s endless, right?

After a while, the playground was densely packed with students, one class following another in formation.

Next to them, the head teachers of each class gathered together and started discussing in a low voice.

"What's going on? Why is there suddenly another commendation meeting? Last time, Lin Ping'an broke through to the first level. What is he going to do this time?"

"I don't know! He looks confused!"

"By the way! Two head teachers haven't come yet! Do they know?"

"You mean Li Xue and Zheng Di?"

"Huh? Zheng Di hasn't seen anyone for many days! I don't know where he went! As for Li Xue! She is possible! She was called away by the principal before!"

"Is it Li Xue's class again? Is it still Lin Ping'an?"

"How is that possible? Are you kidding me?"

"Okay! Okay! Stop talking! You'll know soon!"

"..."

The students in each class were also talking about it.

At this moment, the scene was noisy.

"Recognition? Is it possible that someone was admitted by the school through special recruitment?"

"That must be it!"

"I think it's Zhao Huishu, the monitor of Class 1. She was definitely specially recruited! I just don't know which school she is from."

"It's also possible that the genius of Class 2, Yanagisawa!"

"I'm so envious!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Aren't the two of them just standing in their respective classes!"

"Could it be..."

"Emmmm... I have a bad feeling! It can't be him again!"

"..."

On the stage, the principal appeared with a smile on his face, stepped forward, picked up the microphone, and spoke passionately.

"Dear students, I want to announce some good news."

"Lin Ping'an, a classmate in the third grade of No. 1 Middle School, successfully created a yellow-level skill and was certified by Tiandao Network to become a first-class civilized master."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the entire playground was in a state of excitement.

"Oh my God! Damn it! It's him! It's him! It's him again!"

"Lin Ping'an? A first-grade civilized master? This is really incredible!"

"We are both seniors in high school, so why is there such a big gap!"

"I can't stand it anymore! I'm going crazy!"

"..."

On the stage, the principal's words continued.

"The entire No. 1 Middle School will be proud of classmate Lin Pingan, and the entire Tianyang City will also be proud of him."

"Moreover, admissions directors from twenty-four universities have just come to inspect it in person."

"In the end, Lin Ping'an chose Daxia University and successfully obtained a special recruitment quota."

"Let us congratulate him and be proud of him!"

"Next, I invite classmate Lin Ping'an to give a speech."

While speaking, the principal stepped aside and kept clapping with his hands.

Seeing this, the students below could only clap with envy and jealousy, their teeth almost shattered!

We are all students, so why is it you who always shows off?

Then, Lin Ping'an stepped forward with a calm face and gave a speech as usual.

The content is still the same, read more, read more newspapers, have fewer children and plant more trees.

The articles were all checked online. In addition to chicken blood, chicken blood was also used.

He was too lazy to make up and think about it now. If he had the time, he might as well think more about the difficulties he encountered when creating the technique.

Below, many students' eyes almost turned green.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Why is it always you?"

"Before practicing "The Demonic Body of Pain", you were the one pretending to be awesome on stage. After practicing, you were still the one pretending to be awesome on stage. Isn't this practice in vain?"

"This is beyond Mao Yao! He actually changed the track directly and ran to the civilized division route!"

"Civilization Master! I've been dreaming of this! I'm so jealous!"

"Daxia University! The top university! Special admission! This is too scary!"

"Shadow! There is a shadow! I feel like being a classmate with him! It's a complete nightmare!"

"My academic performance in liberal arts has been crushed, my martial arts cultivation has been crushed, and now I have become a civilized teacher! Damn it! Why is the world so unfair?"

"..."

In the first class team, squad leader Zhao Huishu's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, but her heart was churning countless times.

In the second team, Yanagisawa clenched his fists tightly, then sighed and unclenched them again.

At this moment, I feel at ease in my heart.

They haven't even had a trial yet, and they've already lost completely.

Ever since Lin Ping'an became a first-grade civilized master, he was no longer on the same level as him!

What a tragedy it is to have such a shining existence around you!

Then, after the speech, the principal stepped forward again and announced that the "Xi Leng Jue" would be a must-practice method in the school.

Although he felt that this thing was useless and useless at all.

But the words I have said before and the promises I have made must be fulfilled no matter how regretful they are.

At least, he had to show off while Lin Ping'an was still in school.

It's hard to say whether it can be passed down from generation to generation in the future.

After all, sometimes students’ choices must be respected.

After the commendation meeting, Lin Pingan packed up his resources and left. He did not plan to come to school again during the remaining time.

Just wait until the official martial arts test and show up again.

It's best to avoid being in such a big limelight.

As for his family, he also has no plans to go back. If there is no mistake in his speculation, he will wait until the matter is fermented.

Reporters from the media will definitely flock to him, wanting to interview him or record a program.

He always stayed away from such troublesome and useless things.

No benefit and a waste of time.

…

In a private room of a luxury restaurant in Tianyang City.

The deans of admissions offices of various universities who had left were now eating and drinking together.

Although they were incompatible when they robbed people, after that occasion, they still got along harmoniously.

After all, fourth- and fifth-grade warriors often enter secret realms to cooperate and fight against thousands of races together.

While chatting, someone suddenly asked.

"By the way! What's the name of the yellow-level skill created by Lin Ping'an, the civilized master?"

In an instant, everyone except one person shook their heads.

"I don't know! When I heard the news, I came to rob him as soon as possible! I didn't even have time to ask!"

"Uh...me too! Forgot to ask!"

"I didn't pay attention!"

"Hey! What a big deal! It's probably just ordinary boxing, kicking and other yellow-level skills!"

"What are you thinking about? Can't you just ask someone directly or check online carefully?"

"..."

On the side, Su Changge spoke calmly.

""The Jue of Condensing Interest""

Everyone: "???"

"The name of the exercise is "Qi Xi Jue"

After repeating it again, everyone woke up as if from a dream.

"Ah! That's it!"

"This name? It's interesting! Go to Tiandao Network to buy it and take a look!"

"Together!"

"+1."

"..."

These twenty-odd people are all mid-level warriors, most of whom are fourth or fifth grade. They can log in instantly and buy directly.

In just a moment, I already had a rough idea.

When they went offline, they sat looking at each other with indescribably weird expressions.