The words have not yet fallen...
Then he saw a young man walking out of the crowd.
"The person you are looking for is me."
Cao Xin stood in front of Guang Biao, looking up at him with indifferent eyes.
Guang Biao was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and was about to start taunting, but Cao Xin had already moved.
A blur of Sword Shadow flashed away.
Guang Biao flew backwards as if he had been hit by a high-speed Soul Guidance Train.
Finally...
He struggled to get up from the ground, not daring to say anything harsh, and left in embarrassment with his subordinates.
In the evening, Zang Xin came.
He walked into the Eastsea City Federation building alone.
But when he stood in the office, the air in the whole building seemed to sink.
Quasi-God's pressure spread silently.
Those Governors who were usually so proud suddenly turned pale and sweated on their foreheads.
Zang Xin didn't say much, just left a few words before leaving.
"The captain of Mecha Brigade..."
"I don't want to see it again."
No one dared to ask "why", and no one dared to question the decision of the deputy sect leader Tang Sect.
That night, Guang Biao was removed from his post and taken into custody in the name of "abusing his power, disturbing the people and causing trouble."
Mecha Brigade completed a thorough reorganization within the following week. Most of the members were transferred to other departments, and the original establishment was almost completely disbanded.
And Guang Biao's third day in prison...
He died due to a "sudden illness".
The medical record stated acute heart failure, but no one investigated in depth, and no one dared to investigate in depth.
The Governors of Eastsea City signed the death report and never mentioned the name again.
This incident was circulated among the students of the Eastsea Academy for a while, but because it was too bizarre and involved high-level officials, no one soon stopped discussing it publicly.
Xie Xie couldn't help but look at Cao Xin one more time while eating. He hesitated to speak, and finally didn't ask anything.
Tang Wulin, one evening, suddenly turned around and said something to Cao Xin who was distracted.
"Thank you, little brother."
He doesn't know all the details, nor does he know what happened to Guang Biao.
But at least he knew that Cao Xin was serious when he stood in front of them that day.
Cao Xin leaned against the door frame of the training room, the light of the setting sun fell on the side of his face, and he squinted his eyes slightly.
"Nothing."
Then he turned around and walked towards the cafeteria.
"Let's go, it's time to eat."
Now that first grade Class Zero has been established.
Naturally, classes are about to start.
Because it's still the end of the semester.
Therefore, the newly formed Class Zero can just use this time to run in and learn the basics.
The original idea according to Wu Changkong was to directly conduct actual combat training and quickly understand the characteristics and shortcomings of each student through confrontation.
But since except Tang Wulin...
The remaining four people are all students of Class 1, and they already have a certain understanding and cooperation with each other.
What's more important is that there is Cao Xin, a student who can't even see the depth clearly. There is little meaning in actual combat. On the contrary, accidents may occur because of his inaccurate prediction.
Therefore, he planned to conduct a physical test first, and then plan subsequent teaching plans based on the test results.
So, in the first class.
Wu Changkong simply Self introduced "I am Wu Changkong, your class teacher" and then went directly to the topic.
"Before the official class begins, I need to know your physical information so that we can better plan the teaching. So we will not have classes for the next few days, but test first."
As soon as these words came out, the four people in the class looked at Cao Xin in unison.
To be honest, they also really want to know the physical information of Cao Xin.
This guy who crushed the third-year students all the way on Class Upgrade Match, and forced the captain Mecha Brigade away with a sword at the entrance of the academy...
What kind of outrageous physical fitness does he have?
Xie Xie's eyes were full of inquiry, "I want to see how much you have hidden", while Tang Wulin's eyes were more of pure curiosity and admiration. Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi looked at each other, each suppressing their expectations.
Wu Changkong looked at Cao Xin and thought for a while.
"Is it convenient?"
He knew that this student was special.
So he also took the initiative to ask. If Cao Xin didn't want to show it, he wouldn't force it. At most, he would spend more energy to explore the other party's limits later.
After all, facing a genius...
He is a little more relaxed.
"Okay."
Cao Xin is also optional.
Anyway, here we come...
There is no need for him to do anything special.
So what if my strength is exposed?
After all, under the premise of insufficient strength, exposure...
That is courting death.
But his current combat power is equal to Limit Douluo.
Even if exposed...
Who can do anything to him?
So he didn't bother to hide his clumsiness, so he just tested it.
Hearing this, Wu Changkong also nodded slightly.
Then, he took the five people to a room full of technology.
When you walk in here, you feel like you have entered a silver world.
Wu Changkong walked to the control console and clicked twice on the screen with his fingers. The light blue indicators of several testing instruments lit up one by one.
He turned around.
"Come one by one."
"Xie Xie, you first."
Xie Xie was stunned for a moment, then raised his chin and stepped forward.
After a while, Wu Changkong looked away from the display screen and reported the results in a calm tone.
"Thirty-one."
"The basics are okay, but I need to meditate more frequently."
Xie Xie curled his lips, obviously not satisfied with this number, but he didn't say anything and stepped aside.
Followed by Tang Wulin.
He was still a little nervous when he stepped forward.
The instrument made a soft sound, and the number on the screen jumped a few times, and finally stabilized at sixty-six.
Wu Changkong nodded slightly, with a touch of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Sixty-six o'clock."
"Not bad."
Tang Wulin is a student he brought out from Class 5. His mental strength test is a little higher, and his face is also shining.
Tang Wulin's eyes visibly lit up when he heard this number, and when he came back, there was an uncontrollable smile on his lips.
Then there are Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi.
One is eighteen and one is forty-one.
Wu Changkong's expression was still calm when recording. He didn't say much. He just stayed on Zhang Yangzi's information for less than half a second and then looked away.
Until it's Cao Xin's turn...
Wu Changkong also had a trace of expectation in his eyes.
The other four people also looked at Cao Xin curiously.
Cao Xin walked forward with a calm expression.
I saw that the numbers on Soul Guidance Screens were jumping rapidly from the beginning...
Ten, one hundred, one thousand, five thousand...
The speed was so fast that the string of numbers on the screen almost connected into a blur of light and shadow.
Before everyone had time to exclaim...
Then a harsh sound of "Zila" was heard.
A burning smell came out from inside the instrument, and the screen went dark completely after flickering twice.