Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

"Are there any students willing to take the initiative to answer?"

After more than ten seconds, the middle-aged lecturer withdrew his gaze from Yang Jian, and then glanced at the other young soul masters. As a result, the surroundings were silent, and no one took the initiative to answer.

Fortunately, this kind of thing happens so often that the middle-aged lecturer is used to it.

He skillfully took a sip of warm water, casually ordered a student, and asked: "Si Yu, please answer, the advantages and disadvantages of the attack-type soul master, which I just taught in the last class."

Xiao Siyu was stunned for a moment, stood up a little awkwardly, and although he stuttered a bit, he still gave a relatively correct answer.

The middle-aged lecturer selected a few students and asked some other questions. After getting good answers, he nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "You have almost mastered the content of the last class."

"Let's start new content now. This lesson is about agility and attack system soul masters."

"Agility attack type soul masters are similar to power attack type soul masters, but they are different. They are mainly good at speed and movement..."

The middle-aged lecturer spoke skillfully and without the help of any books. He had told the same words countless times.

Most of the students were listening carefully, and a small number couldn't help but make some small movements out of childish nature, but overall they were still listening, although they were not so focused.

In such a classroom atmosphere, Yang Jian's eyes gradually blurred, and his absent-mindedness became even more eye-catching.

He keenly felt that the middle-aged lecturer's eyes swept over him from time to time like a radar, full of scrutiny. On the one hand, he was wondering where Yang Jian came from, and on the other hand, he was dissatisfied with his performance. .

Yang Jian didn't care about a great soul master's attitude towards him. Instead, he was a little surprised by his mental state at this time.

For some reason, whether in his previous life or now, as soon as Yang Jian entered the classroom environment and listened to the middle-aged lecturer's dull lecture voice, he felt waves of sleepiness coming over him, as if it was some kind of mental attack. Yang Jian was so energetic that he wanted to take a nap for a while.

Although he could dispel this sleepiness with just one thought, because it was familiar and made Yang Jian feel nostalgic, he allowed the sleepiness to disturb his mind.

Although the temperature in winter is relatively low and the climate is cold, Yang Jian is full of energy and blood and is not affected by the temperature at this time.

He closed his eyes slightly and was about to fall asleep slowly.

But at this moment, the middle-aged lecturer finally couldn't bear it any longer, paused his movements, pointed at Yang Jian, and said, "That classmate, are you from our class?"

Yang Jian slowly raised his head and met the eyes of the middle-aged lecturer.

"Yes, it's you. I see why you look so unfamiliar. It seems like it's the first time I've met you."

After the middle-aged lecturer finished speaking, he waited quietly for Yang Jian's reply. The rest of the students in the teacher turned their heads curiously, and their eyes wandered over Yang Jian. Most of them looked at him quite strangely.

Yang Jian thought for a while and said calmly: "I am a student here, but it is indeed my first time here."

There is nothing to hide. After all, he only uses Noting College as a place to relax and rest, and he has the proof of it from Dean Noting.

The middle-aged lecturer was slightly speechless and said: "It has been more than half a year since school started. How can you be a student here and come to class for the first time?"

He seemed unaware of Yang Jian's existence.

It seems that Dean Nuoding is not very reliable in his work, or his sense of existence is too low, and the lecturer has forgotten the dean's instructions... Yang Jian's heart guess.

He pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Dean Nordin should have mentioned to me that I have already mastered the knowledge of the Junior Soul Master Academy, so I don't need to attend class."

The middle-aged lecturer was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he really remembered what Dean Nordin said half a year ago, saying that a student is a genius and the lecturers don't need to worry about him.

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged lecturer remembered the student's name that Dean Nordin had mentioned, and said in surprise: "Are you Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian nodded and said, "It's me."

Yang Jian, who looked relatively young but had a calm look in his eyes, made the middle-aged lecturer a little suspicious for a moment. He didn't quite believe what Dean Nuoding said, so he tentatively asked Yang Jian many questions, even including some super-comprehensive questions. The knowledge of intermediate and advanced soul masters seems to be deliberately difficult.

Yang Jian could tell that the middle-aged lecturer was talking about personal information, but he didn't say anything and just patiently answered the questions one by one.

Know yourself and your enemy and you will be victorious in any battle. His understanding of the soul master system is also very deep.

Take the middle-aged lecturer in front of me as an example. In terms of knowledge, he may not be as rich as Yang Jian at this time.

After a while, the middle-aged lecturer looked at Yang Jian who was answering fluently and said with sincere admiration: "I didn't expect that he is such a little genius. No wonder he doesn't need to attend class."

He originally thought that Yang Jian was some kind of relative of Dean Nordin, so he opened the back door, so he had some thoughts of making things difficult.

But now that I know that the other person has real talent and learning, I understand that I am a villain.

At the same time, the other students in the teacher, listening to Yang Jian's fluent answers that were neither humble nor overbearing, showed admiration in their eyes and whispered among themselves to discuss this secretly powerful classmate.

"Wow, he can do it all."

"It's amazing. I only know a little bit."

"It seems that none of the teacher's problems can trouble him."

"................"

Listening to these words, Yang Jian couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

He felt as if he was living in two worlds.

One is in the soul-hunting forest, fighting soul masters and soul beasts, cruel fights with flesh and blood flying everywhere. The other is the innocent and cute soul master academy. Perhaps the biggest problem is the question from the lecturer.

"Quiet, let's continue the lecture."

The middle-aged lecturer stopped asking Yang Jian, looked at him kindly, and continued to teach other students normally.

Next, Yang Jian listened to the boring narration, his eyelids began to tremble again, and a wave of sleepiness came over him, so he simply lay on his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep comfortably.

The middle-aged lecturer turned a blind eye and used Yang Jian as an example to other students after he fell asleep.

He said that if they could know everything like Yang Jian, they could also sleep in class and not even need to come to class. The students who listened looked excited, but after realizing the gap in reality, they soon became a little disappointed.

In this way, Yang Jian slept almost all morning.

When he woke up, the sun had already risen to the top of the sky. Xiao Wu and Yu Xue sisters gathered in a group and looked at Yang Jian curiously.

At this time, his face was covered with a layer of golden sunshine, and he looked even more handsome.

As soon as Yang Jian opened his eyes, he saw the pink faces of several little girls. He couldn't help but rub his nose and said with a smile: "Are there flowers on my face? Look what I do."

The Yuxue sisters looked at each other, smiled and said, "I just suddenly realized that brother Yang Jian seems to be getting more and more handsome."

After saying that, they looked at Xiao Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, don't you think so? There seems to be no boy in the entire academy who is more handsome than Brother Yang Jian. No other boy can compare with Brother Yang Jian."

Xiao Wu felt a little entangled in her heart. On the one hand, she wanted to agree with what the Yuxue sisters said, but on the other hand, she was a little embarrassed to say it directly. After a while, she said a little arrogantly: "Okay, okay."