Douluo's strongest breast penetration

As soon as school started, there was one person missing from Class 1. As soon as Ye Lingling entered the classroom, her exquisite appearance attracted the attention of all the male classmates. These brats were very familiar with the relationship between men and women, so they were worthy of being young men from a wealthy family.

Fortunately, the teacher leading the class was the familiar Liu Xiang. He introduced Ye Lingling and Michael, who was not present, and immediately cut off most of the eyes.

When Michael beat Huang Qiang violently, these people were all present. They knew that his fists were powerful and they didn't want to be beaten.

They feel that those stubborn people will definitely be unlucky in the future.

On Michael's side, Zhilin opened his mouth. Naturally, I got the green light all the way, easily got a vacation, and was able to participate in practical courses for senior students. On the first day of school, I was assigned to Class 1, Grade .

The teaching of practical classes is not about fighting with the teacher, but about discussions and exchanges between students. Unfortunately, Michael does not know this.

When he arrived at the scene, he was delighted. The teacher in this class was none other than Huang Qiang, an old acquaintance.

Since it was his first time to attend class, Michael did not join the queue and stood alone. Being shorter than the surrounding students, he did not attract much attention. On the contrary, Huang Qiang caught him at a glance.

Don't come over here!

Huang Qiang was shocked and asked quickly: "Why are you here?"

With this question, the students all noticed Michael.

"So cute!" Unfortunately, Michael encountered the same situation. But fortunately, the seniors are the ones who conquered it themselves.

Today, Michael is wearing a white suit. The cuffs, trousers and placket are sewn with two-finger-wide golden fabric. The top is attached to a hood, and the brim of the hat is also treated in the same way. With chestnut hair and blue eyes, and a fair and handsome face, his appearance is indeed one of a kind.

"Teacher Huang, I'm here to teach!" Michael expressed confusion. Can't you see such an obvious thing?

"What class are you here for?!" After all, it's the first day, time is tight, and I haven't been notified yet.

But Huang Qiang was numb. Are you sick?

I, Huang Qiang, am not targeting anyone. I am saying that everyone present, including me, is not your opponent.

"Aren't you even allowed to attend class?" Michael thought Huang Qiang had a grudge, so he simply apologized, "I'm sorry, Teacher Huang, I didn't mean to attend that day. Please let me attend class!"

Huang Qiang felt that his blood pressure was high. He quickly took a deep breath to calm down and explained: "The practical class is a battle between students. Do you think it is effective for you to come here? They are no match for you!"

Michael doesn't think it's a big deal yet. The people from Class 1, Grade , have quit. Don't we want to lose face? !

Several boys were already displeased with Michael, but as soon as Huang Qiang said these words, some of the girls also looked dangerously in their eyes.

At this time, a blond boy lined up the crowd and emerged from the back of the group. This boy's figure is slender compared to his peers, and his skin is fair. Although his gender can be seen, his appearance is too beautiful for a boy. He walked slowly to Michael, and as he stood still, the crowd's voices stopped.

The young man nodded to Michael and said, his attitude was unexpectedly friendly: "Hello, I am Oslo, the first place in Class 1 of the fourth grade. Wuhun Guibao, an 18th level agility attack type battle soul master. I was present during your entrance examination and know that what Teacher Huang said is true. But I hope you can accept my challenge."

Oslo's father was a baron in the empire and a knight of the empire. He was taught to admire the strong since he was a child.

Whoa!

The crowd exploded again.

The first person in the class admits that his skills are inferior to others, so aren’t we just leeks?

Michael didn't know whether to agree or not and glanced at Huang Qiang. Huang Qiang nodded, but also motioned for him to be gentle, as these students were not as good as him in resisting beatings. Recalling Michael's fighting style, Huang Qiang had an idea in his mind.

"I am Michael from Class 1, Grade 10! Martial Soul Totem, Level Soul Warrior. I accept your challenge!" Michael put down his hood and clenched his fists.

The surrounding students automatically vacated the space. After the two were ready, Huang Qiang gave the order: "Start!"

"Possessed by a martial spirit!" Oslo immediately attacked, his blond hair turned black, his originally fair face became paler, and his pupils turned into vertical lines like leopard eyes.

"The first soul skill, ghost attack!" Oslo didn't dare to hold back. The yellow soul ring around him flashed, and he sank into a black mist and rushed from the front, faster than Michael!

Although it was difficult to distinguish the entity, Michael did not panic. The opponent's frontal attack played exactly what he wanted. Take a deep breath, steady your center of gravity, and throw out a series of heavy and powerful jabs at high speed, hitting the incoming black mist with a punch.

Jab slam!

Because Oslo awakened the Ghost Leopard Martial Soul, his soul power was born with dark attributes. He is good at concealed sneak attacks, but is restrained by light attribute soul power. He only had time to raise his palm to block two or three of these jabs, and the rest of the attacks were all hits. The ghost attack was dispersed by Michael's light attribute soul power, and the black mist was shattered with fist marks.

Oslo was horrified when his figure appeared. Although the opponent did not punch hard enough, so he did not suffer much damage, but the paralysis of his body could not be resolved, and he could only sit back and wait for death for a while.

After gaining a deeper understanding of Michael's strength, he didn't feel ashamed at all. He was convinced and simply gave up.

Michael also liked the other person's character and shook hands with Oslo.

Is this all we watched?

Am I up? One punch, no, ten punches in seconds?

Huang Qiang ignored the noisy crowd, but came to the two of them and asked Michael: "Don't you have any advice?" Then he went to straighten the order and organize the battle groups.

Advice?

Oslo on the side also looked at Michael seriously when he heard this: "Please enlighten me!"

Michael didn't have any hidden ideas. After all, everyone's martial arts were different. He couldn't use his opponent's moves, and his opponent couldn't learn his own fighting style. So he also spoke: "I think your tactics are very problematic."

"?" Oslo doesn't quite understand. He is essentially a reckless man, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do something like a frontal attack with the agility attack system.

"Your Ghost Leopard Martial Spirit was faster than me after it displayed its first soul skill, but it chose to collide with me head-on. Even though I don't have light-attribute soul power, I'm still stronger than you in terms of strength. In this kind of confrontation, You are no match for me."

Seeing Oslo seem to have some insights, Michael struck while the iron was hot,

"If you choose to fight me after casting Ghost Assault, causing me to make mistakes in my judgment. When I attack rashly and give up my defense, and you seize the loophole to attack me again, I won't win so easily. "

Oslo realized.

Why didn't I think of that?

He solemnly said to Michael: "Thank you very much! I will challenge you again next time!" That somewhat feminine face coupled with this expression was a bit inconsistent. Michael came to class just for the fight and readily agreed.

Huang Qiang had already assigned the task and heard what Michael said. He raised his hand and put it on his shoulder and said: "With your current level, there are simply not enough students in the school to fight for you. Instead of coming to class, it is better to be a Teaching assistant, I will also propose this to the school."

"For example, Oslo, his martial spirit is very good. Although he is not your opponent, in this class, he only needs that move just now to be unbeatable. His usual opponents will be surprised when they see his first soul skill. He was chaotic and timid before fighting, so Oslo’s fighting style has always been very single.”

Huang Qiang saw Michael's thoughtful look and continued: "Actually, I'm not much better than him. Even if he practices with me and defeats him, I will only feel that he is not strong enough, and will not be as powerful as him." You put forward your opinion like this. I suggest that you can be a teaching assistant in the practical classes of Class 1 of all grades in the future. While instructing these students, you will also be familiar with the fighting methods of various martial arts, which will also be helpful to you. What do you think? Sample?"

Wonderful!

I never thought that you, Huang Qiang, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could come up with such a good idea.

"Teacher Huang! You are such a good teacher!" Michael agreed excitedly, and then grabbed a strong man, "Then please ask Teacher Huang to fight with me first!"

Huang Qiang really wanted to beat him, but his strength didn't allow it.

……

Michael didn't attend the subsequent classes that day, but went to find his teacher.

Zhilin wholeheartedly agreed with the assistant teacher's idea. This disciple is so worry-free. Not only will he not relax his own cultivation, he will even care about his classmates. There is no place for such a good disciple to hold a lantern. With a wave of his hand, it’s okay if you haven’t attended school for the past six years. Just go and have fun by yourself!

Since there were some procedures to go through, Ye Lingling had already arrived first when he returned to the dormitory.

"Lingling, are the classmates in this class easy to get along with?" Michael knew that Ye Lingling didn't like to talk to others, so he held her hand and became concerned about her interpersonal relationships.

"Not very good." Ye Lingling thought of a few annoying boys and her expression was not very good.

"Have you encountered any trouble?" Seeing this expression, Michael thought something was really going on, and he panicked and tightened his hands.

Ye Lingling felt the strength coming from her hands and relaxed in her heart: "It's just that there are a few boys who are very annoying."

Michael naturally understood what this meant, and his expression gradually became dangerous.

You want to poach me at a young age? There is no way to go!

Beating up naughty children can be regarded as my wish in my previous life!

Michael didn't tell Ye Lingling about the assistant coach and planned to give her a surprise tomorrow.

The academy has six classes every day, and grades one to six have practical classes every day. This means that Michael can play from morning to night every day, which is so youthful.

The first class of Grade 1 Class the next day was a practical class. Michael went to class with Ye Lingling early in the morning. After arriving at the training ground, Michael held Ye Lingling's hand and waited for class.

Although Ye Lingling wondered why Michael came to class, she still obediently let him hold her hand without saying a word. Michael looked around, and almost all the students were looking at him. Among them, there were four little ghosts with evil eyes.

It's just you, right? You dare to stare at me?

After the 20 carrot heads lined up, Michael also came to the teacher. The teacher was a bitch who didn't deserve a name. He introduced Michael: "This is the number one in our class. From today on, he will also serve as the practical teaching assistant for Class 1 of all grades in the school to guide you."

There was an expected noise. Ye Lingling also looked over in surprise. She didn't care whether she was a teaching assistant or not, as long as he came to accompany her, it would be fine. Michael smiled and winked at her.

"Why should he teach us?" At this time, the four previous brats spoke out one after another, as if they had been greatly wronged.

I haven't even started yet, why are you rushing to deliver it? Are you so conscious?

The teacher on the side said in a consultative tone: "Classmate Michael, do you think it's okay if they can come together?"

Just what I wanted, Michael gave him a thumbs up, walked to the center of the field in cooperation and said contemptuously: "The four of you come together. If you can defeat me, then I will admit that I am not worthy of teaching you."

These four people were so sore from the sight of Michael and Ye Lingling holding hands earlier that they each used their martial spirits to attack them. Michael really couldn't muster any interest, and his four fists were all stained with rain and dew, all on his face. But I know how to do it, and the force is just enough not to knock out the teeth. The four people lay on their backs, their whole bodies numb.

Ye Lingling was smiling sweetly at him in the crowd, and Michael raised his eyebrows and smiled back.

Then his smile did not change, he turned to look at these naughty kids on the ground, and said in a very friendly tone: "In the next six years, I will serve as a teaching assistant and give you practical lessons every day."

"Who is for and who is against?"