Go to the classroom window and look in through the glass.
There was a young and stunning woman standing on the podium.
Her long black hair falls behind her like a waterfall, and she is wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers. Her whole person is clean and graceful.
The temperament is like the cool breeze in early spring.
She is talking about the advanced skills of Psychic Energy control.
The voice is not loud, but the sound is clear and pleasant, like the tinkling of clear springs in the mountains. It is pleasant and comfortable. Every word is clear, well-organized and logically rigorous.
Occasionally a student would ask a question, and she would tilt her head slightly to listen, and then give an answer that was concise, precise, and without any nonsense.
Masaomi Kishimoto's eyes suddenly lit up.
Of course the other party is very beautiful, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.
But what really surprised him was the teaching level of Kaguya Ruri.
Being strong yourself and teaching others to be strong are two different things.
Some people are naturally suited to teaching and can teach students simple and easy-to-understand things, thereby cultivating more strong people. This nepotistic relationship between teachers and students will form an airtight network.
This is how Academia Faction was formed.
Academia Faction was not that big in Sakura State originally, but those Elders started teaching and educating people from the beginning of Psychic Energy's awakening era.
It takes ten years to grow trees, and ultimately it takes a hundred years to grow people.
Countless strong people have grown up under their hands and have received more or less favors. Who should not be called a mentor when they come? Who should not give them three cents of noodles?
In addition, there are some strong people outside who regard themselves as their students. Over time, Academia Faction formed a system.
The current Kaguya Ruri has this potential.
She is teaching students to understand Psychic Energy, not just to control Psychic Energy. In the future, there will be a higher probability that strong people will appear in her class.
This is the first real teacher he saw in Fuyuki High School today.
This feeling is very similar to the top teachers in Academia Faction.
"The state of this teacher Kaguya..."
Masaomi Kishimoto lowered his voice and asked.
"Currently it's First-Tier Peak." Director Nakamura said.
First-Tier Peak is enough, although compared to Kyoto High School, this is nothing.
But Masaomi Kishimoto examines more than realm.
There is a certain temperament exuding from this person, which is obviously the kind of foundation that can only be developed after a long period of guidance from famous teachers and immersed in a large sect for many years.
Is this the person from the Kaguya Family?
Academia Faction's veteran family.
Kishimoto gave Kaguya Ruri a super high score in his heart.
At this time, Yūsuke Yoshikawa and Ayano Hoshino were also looking at Kaguya Ruri.
Their concerns are different. Yūsuke Yoshikawa is looking at her teaching skills, and Ayano Hoshino is looking at her appearance.
After the two of them read it, neither of them spoke.
Yūsuke Yoshikawa feels that the other party is indeed excellent, but Ayano Hoshino's mood is more complicated. Why is there another stunning beauty? Fuyuki City There really is something to say about this place.
Next to her, Mayu Matsumoto had no special reaction to Kaguya Ruri. Her eyes swept around the classroom for a while, and then moved away.
There was only Kureha Hōkohara. She was standing by another window, her crimson eyes fell on Kaguya Ruri through the glass, her pink lips were slightly raised.
The tip of his tongue lightly licked his lips.
"It looks delicious."
She whispered in a low voice, her voice was very small.
But the keen Masaomi Kishimoto noticed her reaction, and his heart tightened. Damn it, you Ogre!
Director Nakamura led the four people forward, walked through the corridor, turned around the stairs, and then came to a remote classroom on the other side of the teaching building.
"This is an ordinary first-grade class, and the teacher is Mr. Lu You." Director Nakamura pushed up his glasses.
Lu You? It's a name I've never heard of.
Naturally, what Lu You does cannot be transmitted to Kyoto.
Masaomi Kishimoto walked to the classroom window and looked inside.
The classroom was full of students, ranging in age from fifteen or sixteen to seventeen or eighteen, with different expressions. Some were listening carefully, some were distracted, and some were secretly passing notes.
Everything is normal.
Then he saw the people on the podium.
It was a young black-haired youth, wearing an ordinary black shirt and holding a Wooden Sword in his hand. His movements were casual and his posture was relaxed. He looked no different from any young teacher in the school.
But the moment Masaomi Kishimoto's eyes fell on him, they couldn't move away anymore.
This person's sense of presence is very strong!
Some people are the center of the world just by standing there.
Second Tier?
No, it wasn't just Second Tier. For the first time, he doubted his own judgment.
Masaomi Kishimoto himself is the pinnacle of Second Tier, and his perception of the same realm is the most acute.
But at this time, he could feel that Lu You's realm was probably far above him, but it was completely different from Third Tier's feeling of Huayama Seishū, which was very strange.
It was difficult for him to judge that kind of deep and natural aura, but the moment his perception touched Lu You.
The young man on the podium suddenly stopped what he was doing.
He turned his head and his faint gaze fell precisely on Masaomi Kishimoto.
No.
Not Masaomi Kishimoto.
It's Kureha Hōkohara.
Those ink-colored eyes were as dark as an abyss, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but the oppressive feeling from their eyes swept over like a violent storm, instantly covering the entire corridor.
On Kureha Hōkohara's side, Yūsuke Yoshikawa's legs froze.
He felt as if a giant invisible hand was holding his throat, making it difficult to breathe.
He wanted to retreat, but his legs wouldn't obey him.
He seemed to remember the feeling he had when he faced Huayama Seishū in the temple, but this time it was more direct, rougher, and without any cover-up.
Ayano Hoshino's mind was also blank.
She couldn't see what Cursed Technique Lu You released, nor could she feel any trace of Psychic Energy's fluctuations, but the feeling of oppression was real and absolutely unquestionable.
Like a small boat on the sea, at the last moment before the storm comes, you suddenly see the black wall of water on the horizon.
This is a kind of killing spirit that has been experienced in hundreds of battles!
She knew it wasn't directed at her.
But just the aftermath left her breathless.
Mayu Matsumoto's expression suddenly changed. She has always been the calmest one. After all, as a descendant of the Matsumoto family, she has experienced many storms.
Third Tier? Fourth Tier? She has seen many of them.
But at this moment, her pupils shrank slightly.
She quickly calculated in her mind, could this be the so-called genius? Being so young is really enviable!
Jealousy arises spontaneously.
The young man in the window looked past the four people at Kyoto, and finally landed on the red figure on the side.
This woman is a little weird, she doesn't feel like an ordinary Third Tier.
She stood at the edge of the corridor, her delicate white feet stepping on the cold tiles, her red hair fluttering gently in the breeze.
The crimson pupils looked at Lu You's dark eyes, and neither of them gave in at all.
The strange smile on the woman's lips was deeper than before.
The oppressive feeling that swept over Lu You's body, before touching her body, was like hitting an invisible wall and dissipated silently.
She didn't release any Psychic Energy, and she didn't make any defensive gestures. She just stood there, and the momentum on both sides was like the collision of turbulent winds and clouds.
A sense of depression filled the hearts of those around them. Kyoto and the others quietly protected the confused students so that they would not be knocked unconscious by the invisible aura.
The air in the corridor seemed to be frozen.
Director Nakamura stood aside, the smile on his face disappeared.
He looked at Lu You, then at the woman in red, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and finally said nothing.
Old Principal Ah, if you don't show up, they will demolish this school!
Even if this teaching building is demolished, they won't be able to get a few tiles.
Pine needles fell silently from the trees outside the window.
The afternoon sun passed through the glass window, stretching Lu You's shadow very long, and he smiled softly.
"As the old saying goes, when a friend comes from afar, his mind and spirit should be strained, his body and skin exhausted, and his body exhausted."