Just Become an Assistant Teacher Already

Lin Feng sat cross-legged in the deep pit, digesting the power of the lightning.

It took him a quarter of an hour to finish digesting it.

He checked his status panel, and sure enough, Thunder God Descends had appeared under the divine abilities section.

It seemed this divine ability was fated to be his.

During that quarter of an hour, the students had begun discussing it.

"Did A Feng get struck to death? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

"The ground was blasted into such a huge pit. Even an iron man would have been smashed to pieces. I think A Feng is probably gone."

"I think A Feng is fine. Otherwise, why would Teacher Yang, the Snow God, and that other mysterious person be doing nothing?"

A Lan stood among the crowd with his hands pressed together, constantly praying that Lin Feng was all right.

That Supreme One was outside.

Not wanting to expose Thunder God Descends, Lin Feng waited until he had fully refined and absorbed all the power of the lightning into his body before leaping out of the pit in a single step.

By then, his clothes were already tattered, making him look like a beggar.

The Snow God reached out and handed him a new set of training clothes.

Lin Feng simply pulled the training clothes over what he was wearing.

The Snow God pointed at the bald man and said, "Why aren't you paying your respects to the Supreme One? This is the highest leader of our Celestial Tribe, Lord Supreme."

Lin Feng turned to face the bald man, cupped his fists, and bowed.

"This junior, Lin Feng, pays respects to Lord Supreme."

The bald man, who looked to be in his thirties or forties, said calmly, "No need for such formality. With young