The Holy Lord In the Comic World

"Okay, Master Ren, without further ado, Teacher Han will lead you to your class..." the potbellied headmaster pointed to a tall, thin middle-aged man behind him.

"Hello, starting today, I will be your homeroom teacher. I hope you will have a pleasant learning experience..." Teacher Han adjusted his glasses and said solemnly.

"Hmm...Okay..." Ren Yi responded mechanically, and unconsciously started a brainstorming...

According to visual inspection, this teacher should belong to the kind of old teacher who has taught for most of his life. He has a lot of life experience, but he will not reveal his experience in front of the students at will. He is the kind of teacher with strict management, but he should be more concerned about the students. Therefore, the evaluation among the students should be pretty good, and it is very likely that he is still a good old man who likes to be silent. However, with such a teacher, there must be students who are furious in the class, and there may be more, so I integrated into the school for the first time. The first step is to perfectly integrate the two, build a good relationship with classmates, and at the same time behave a little better in front of the teacher... In this way... hehehe...

"Student Ren, Classmate Ren!" Two shouts interrupted Ren Yi's reasoning and brought him back to reality...

"It's getting late, the first class should have already started, I'll take you to the office first, and I will introduce you to the students before the next class..." Teacher Han said as he walked towards the teaching building on his own.

Hmm... why does my intuition tell me... this teacher is not simple... Ren Yi thought.

At the same time, I looked back at the many other teachers behind me. Everyone's faces were full of relief and smiles, as if Renyi was their savior, and some even showed a disgusted look at Teacher Han who was gone...

Without thinking too much, Ren Yi followed up...

…

In the evening, inside the mansion of the Ren family...

"Strange, why?" Ren Yi, who stepped into the school again after a long time, is still very interested in the experience of this day...

Why is there such an atmosphere in the class... Moreover, in private, one scolded each other harder than the other... Ren Yi frowned, wondering inwardly.

"Young master... did something happen today?" Old Qiao asked worriedly.

"Ah? It's okay... It's just the first day of school, and I'm deeply touched..." Ren Yi waved his hand and said perfunctorily.

"Oh... I thought, young master, you were being bullied at school... It seems that I was overthinking..." Old Qiao frowned as he spoke.

"Hehe, you're overthinking..." Ren Yi suddenly felt relieved for some reason, and his frowning brows also relaxed...

Besides, someone can bully me? At the same time, Ren Yi added in his heart.

Right now...

"System prompt: chicken spell reaction detected..." the system's voice suddenly sounded.

"Chicken charm?" Ren Yi was taken aback for a moment, and when he was about to plan how to act...

"Huh? Wait, system, are you eavesdropping on my thoughts? Otherwise why..." Ren Yi asked with a dark face.

The system is silent...

"Hey! Unscrupulous system! You really eavesdropped, right? Don't play dumb!" Ren Yi burst into flames and roared.

"System prompt: It is detected that the chicken charm is moving away, please act quickly..."

"Cut! I'll settle the score with you after the task is over!" Ren Yi cursed secretly, and flew out of the house following the system's guidance.

In the night sky of San Francisco, a pair of scarlet eyes are extraordinarily bright in the dark night...

"Okay, the shield you want, here, let dad go!" Under the moon, on the top of a building, a man with a big nose held a golden shield and said to a fat man on the edge .

"Bring the shield first!" Toru held his father tightly with one hand, and stretched out the other hand...

"No! I can't trust you guys, let them go first!" Jackie Chan said resolutely.

"I'll count to three, if you still don't get the shield, then you will have to say goodbye to your father!" Truh pushed his father again, only one step away from falling, and said threateningly.

Seeing this, Jackie Chan had no choice but to give in, but the smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him.

"The shield you want is ready!" Jackie Chan yelled, and threw the shield towards Tru.

Due to the intentional force when throwing it, the shield was like a frisbee, passing directly over Tru's head... and then returned to Jackie Chan's hand in a roundabout way.

"Okay! If that's the case, then I have no choice but to..." Trudeau said angrily, while the other hand seemed to be planning to push Dad down.

However…

Beside Jackie Chan, a little girl who looked like a primary school student and a white-haired old man were embracing arms, looking at Tohru calmly.

"When did this old guy..."

As if hearing Tru's words, Xiaoyu jumped twice deliberately, as if to prove her existence.

"Damn it, black shadow corps, come on!" Toru waved his hand angrily. Immediately, countless black shadow groups gathered towards the three of Jackie Chan, and countless ninjas slowly emerged from the ground...

"This is... a ninja?" Jackie Chan said in surprise.

At this time, right above the sky, a pair of eyes that no one noticed was staring at all the actions of the people.

"Dad, you go first!" Jackie Chan pushed Dad and Xiaoyu into the corridor, and locked the door of the rooftop...

"Father...Uncle Long, is he okay?" Xiaoyu asked worriedly while clutching her father's trouser legs.

"Don't worry, Aaron knows how to measure..." The father smiled and stroked Xiaoyu's head while handing the shield to Xiaoyu.

"Okay, old guy, if you don't want your nephew to get hurt, bring the shield!" Afterwards, Jackie Chan, who was **** with five flowers, was resisted by Tru in front of the two of them...

Dad and Xiaoyu looked at each other, as if confirming their eyes...

"Ah! Dad, you must not hand over your shield!" Jackie Chan, who was strangled, said stubbornly.

"Okay, I'll give you the shield..." Father shook his head helplessly, took the shield from Xiaoyu, and handed it over...

Not long after, the Mafia Building, the organization hall...

"Master..." Toru knelt down on one knee and presented the shield in his hand to Valon.

"Huh? Tru, where's the spell!" Varon asked angrily, looking at the empty gap in the shield.

"What spell?"

…

At this time, under the building just now...

"Okay, Aaron, as long as you're fine..." Dad said with concern.

"But, father, you put on the shield!" Jackie Chan was still a little dissatisfied.

"Oh~ how many times do I have to say that? The shield is not important! The spell in the shield...is important..."

"Spell?" Jackie Chan looked at his father puzzled.

"That, is it this?" At this time, Xiaoyu took out a charm from his pocket and asked.

Suddenly, the father's bewildered expression appeared...

"Am I...prescient?"

Just when the three of them were about to go back home, a stone slowly floated out of Xiaoyu's **** pocket...