The next day, when the genius was revealed, Madara was already ready and walked towards the training ground agreed with the students.
On the training ground, Oscar and a group of the Blue Tyrant Academy students were waiting for the arrival of their actual teacher.
"Hey, hey, hey! Have you heard? Our practical teacher this time seems to be younger than us?" The students were all discussing enthusiastically, and there was a lot of noise.
Soon someone saw the upright Oscar, standing there motionless and staring intently?, then he went up and asked, "Little brother! Are you new here? Do you know what our new practical teacher is like?"
"That's a living King of Hell! You'd better ask for your own blessings!" Oscar thought of his previous devil training life, which was worse than death, so he kindly reminded them.
"A child who is not even older than us! Show him how good he is when the time comes!" some unruly people shouted.
"I advise you not to cause trouble for him! Otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!" The kind-hearted Oscar couldn't help but remind him.
But he didn't expect that the people didn't appreciate it at all, but started laughing and making noises.
"Yo yo yo! You're still scared of a little kid! Oh, by the way! You're a little kid too, aren't you?"
"Are you still afraid of him? I can beat ten of them like this!"
The training ground suddenly became noisy, causing Madara, who had already arrived here, to frown slightly.
It seems that he needs to be taught a lesson!
At this time, the people on the training ground were surrounding Oscar, who was blushing. No one noticed Madara's arrival until...
Snap! Bang bang bang!
Madara's clapping sound instantly suppressed everyone's noise, and for a moment, only Madara's sparse applause remained on the training field.
Madara exuded an aura that made everyone uncomfortable, and his eyes were extremely cold as he walked and said, "Smile! Keep going! You are so brave!"
Everyone has this intuition, that is, the young man in front of them is definitely not easy to mess with!
"I will be your future practical teacher! I just heard that you were very dissatisfied!" Madara walked in front of everyone and looked at them one by one.
"Oh! Then may I ask, are you Geng Geng this year?" A young man wearing white clothes with a proud face took the lead and started to ridicule Madara's age.
"I'm not yet 15 years old! What's your name?" Madara said honestly, looking at the boy who was a few years older than him with interest.
"My name is Wang Zi'an!" The boy in white obviously didn't intend to take the practical teacher in front of him seriously, so he answered confidently.
"You're older than me, and now you're just a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster. What a piece of rubbish!" Madara seemed to be afraid that he wouldn't be able to provoke a conflict, and added more fuel to the fire.
"What did you say?" That Wang Zi'an immediately became furious and shouted angrily at Madara.
No wonder this Wang Zi'an is so anxious. He is this Blue Tyrant Academy's one of the best geniuses. Even if he is given another year, he might be able to break through to level 30. How can he not be angry when he is being ridiculed by others in the earliest field?
Others began to echo in unison, "That's right!"
Even geniuses like Wang Zi'an are ridiculed as rubbish by Madara. Doesn't this mean that ordinary people like them are not even as good as rubbish?
Noisy! That's the best! Madara is still afraid that they won't make trouble!
After all... only when they make trouble can we have a chance to deal with them!
"Why do you think everyone is like garbage, but you don't know it?" Madara calmly looked at the angry students and said without any emotion.
Before Madara finished speaking, his body was released like a tidal wave of prehistoric Ferocious Beast breath.
In an instant, the students who were still shouting suddenly felt a terrifying pressure like a mountain sweeping over them. The murderous aura mixed with it made them feel as if they were falling into an ice cave.
This naturally included Wang Zi'an. At this time, he was filled with fear, as if he had encountered a natural enemy in the food chain and did not dare to move.
This feeling reminded Wang Zi'an of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast he encountered when he was a child under the protection of his family, and the horror of being dominated by fear.
Madara was extremely disappointed as he looked at the group of students in front of him who were no longer as majestic as before, their bodies were shaking like a sieve, and there were even a few students with yellow liquid flowing down their crotch legs.
"It seems that I just insulted the word trash. You are simply worse than trash!" Madara's ruthless cynicism hit the hearts of the students, but no one dared to say anything this time.
Wang Zi'an wanted to refute, but found that he could not speak the words, and the cold sweat on his back had already soaked his clothes.
We are not trash!
Just these few simple words, Wang Zi'an felt like a stone weighing on his heart, and he could only roar in his heart.
Everyone present was shaking uncontrollably, just because they were standing in front of Madara.
If he hadn't thought that he had promised Liu Erlong and couldn't break his promise, Madara would have definitely turned around and left when he saw this group of teenagers who were worse than Shinobi World children.
At least, Shinobi World children dare to go to the battlefield and kill people at the age of seven or eight. These "masters" are probably still peeing and muddy.
"I just forgot to introduce myself, there is no need to introduce myself!" Madara glanced at everyone with a look as if he was looking at garbage.
All the students lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at him.
"You must remember, when you go out, don't say that I taught you! I feel embarrassed!" Madara's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he continued to attack mercilessly, "You are not qualified to be my student!"
In his previous life, Madara had trained some ninjas at Shinobi World, such as Obito Uchiha. He was a top ninja, much stronger than them. No wonder Madara looked down on them.
Blue Tyrant Academy, Office "Since I came here, my life has been really comfortable!" Flender stood up from his seat and stretched, saying with a relaxed look.
"That's natural! We all have such high cultivation levels and have such good teaching experience!" Li Yusong took a sip from the tea cup and walked over and said.
The mentors who have been living a hard life with Flender feel like they are in heaven, and they will treat him like a treasure.
While the teachers were chatting, a student rushed over and said, "It's not good, it's not good! Teacher, the practical teacher who just came to teach had a conflict with the student!"
"This spot really doesn't give me any peace of mind!" Flender said with a headache.
Grandmaster, on the other hand, had an expected expression and said calmly, "It's okay! If there is no trouble, I would still be surprised! Let him go, he has a sense of proportion!"
Flender thought for a while and said with deep approval, "That's true! Let him go!"