Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Seeing that the bamboo dragonfly really listened to him, Jiang Yuan felt that it should not be an enemy and did not seem to have much ill will towards him.

It's just pure perversion.

[Time machine, help me keep an eye on him, don't let him in. ]

[Don't worry, host, we must resolutely resist this kind of obscene behavior of peeping! ]

From the scanning perspective of the time machine, the whole house is densely packed with small red dots, and the only pure land is within one meter of the bathroom door.

[He was quite honest. There was no surveillance camera even one meter outside the bathroom.]

[And except for this area, the rest is under surveillance? They've already ripped off the roof, and you're still glad they didn't open the window. That's what bad people do, testing your bottom line step by step.]

[Hmm, humans are so scary. I don't even dare to monitor the host like this. Let's get him! ]

[Don't worry, there are not many talented magicians in the academy. There are only a few elders who can control so many bamboo dragonflies at a time, the genius and charming Gou Xun of the Formation Court, and the mysterious, dark and cold Fu Pusheng who specializes in attacking enemies and demons. The elders should not be so idle. I don't seem to have much interaction with the two geniuses in my memory...

Could it be that a monster has learned human magic? 】

Just after I finished taking a shower, there was a knock on the door.

"The elders said that if you don't study anymore, you will be given an academic warning and punished."

Jiang Yuan frowned: "I know, I'll go right away."

Time Machine gloats: [Hahaha, they were sanctioned, right? ]

She sighed: "How can a school not have classes on time every day? They ask people to take flying lessons in the middle of the night. It's so dark at night that you can't even see the road clearly, and you still want to fly!"

Besides, isn't it good to learn to ride a broomstick like the West? If you can't stand steadily while riding a broomstick, you will fall off! 】

The big playground (actually just a piece of grass that has not been taken care of)

Everyone was lying in a mess, and the only one who stood out from the crowd was the teacher.

There were only six people in total, and the latecomers were very obvious.

The teacher was so angry when he saw that everyone was learning so slowly and could not compare to their previous learning speed. Now, he saw a latecomer, which was like walking into the trap.

"Jiang Yuan! You are a student with poor talent. You don't even study hard. You might as well be an ordinary person! Listen to me! If you can't learn to fly a sword today, don't go back to sleep! Especially you, Jiang Yuan! If you can't do it alone, everyone will be punished to clean the toilet! No cleaning magic is allowed!"

what?

There was a wailing sound, and everyone looked at Jiang Yuan with resentment.

A thin boy wearing glasses couldn't help but mutter, "Teacher Baili's class is already very strict, and Jiang Yuan is always late and leaves early, and his talent is not good either. The magic school must be in decline to still keep such a student."

The girl with curly twin ponytails standing next to her glared at him and said, "Do you think you are talented? You can't even learn it yourself and yet you complain about others every day. How much faster do you learn than Jiang Yuan when you come on time every time? Why does the magic school still keep students like you?"

Shu Yuan's ears turned red. "At least I'm serious. Why doesn't she work hard when she has average talent? If she doesn't study hard such a basic lesson as flying a sword, she won't be able to escape when she encounters a monster."

Ling Wu: "She's here now. If you finish learning and teach her earlier, maybe we won't have to clean the toilet anymore."

Shu Yuan: "I, I'll try my best."

The sword used for learning is not a sharp sword but an ordinary wooden sword. It has never been opened and is very blunt so it will not scratch anyone.

Everyone's magic weapon is a magic wand, sword, or magic ball. High-level magicians can cast spells out of thin air without weapons.

The magic weapon used by the man named Shu Yuan was a long sword, so he learned to fly the sword directly with his own magic weapon.

An iron sword is heavier than a wooden sword and a little harder to learn, so I take it so seriously.

The twin-tailed girl named Ling Wu was using a magic orb. She should be the eldest daughter of a magic family. When not in use, the magic weapon can be put away and turned into a pendant around the neck. It is magnificent, combining both practicality and beauty.

Jiang Yuan obviously didn't have his own magical weapon yet. In his pocket was only the novice primary magic wand distributed by the academy.

At this moment, the bare magic wand was being inserted into her hair as a hairpin.

Jiang Yuan stepped forward, looked around, and found that there was no wooden sword.

"Teacher Baili, I don't have a wooden sword."

"How come there are no wooden swords? I brought just the right number."

He frowned and looked around, only to find that it was not there.

Thinking about it carefully, a student fell down and broke his wooden sword in the last class, and he forgot to repair it.

…He opened his phone and filled out an application form to claim for equipment loss expenses.

"This is a question from the teacher. The funding I applied for has not yet come in. Can you use your own magic weapon? Or you can borrow someone else's first."

Jiang Yuan: ...

At this time, those who are not in class are probably asleep, right?

She saw the bamboo helicopter following her from a distance in the playground and came up with a good idea.

There was also a laundry mallet in her dormitory. Her mother gave it to her because she was worried that she would not be able to wash clothes cleanly when she came to school. The mallet was much sturdier than this wooden sword.

She did it right away, walking straight over like a bamboo dragonfly.

"Hey, brother, let's make a deal. How about you go get the mallet from my dormitory? There are so many brothers and sisters in your dormitory. It should be easy to carry a mallet, right?"

The man in black behind him moved his slightly pale mouth and repeated, "Bangchui?"

Soon, a swarm of locusts arrived. Upon closer inspection, they saw that what was carried on the object was not a hammer but a wooden sword.

As soon as you hold it in your hand, you can tell that this sword is quite old. It has many holes and bumps on it, and the owner must have used it for a long time.

Jiang Yuan even felt that even the wooden sword that had been passed down in the academy was newer than this.

Could it be that the pervert is one of the elders?

Jiang Yuan thought about the elders in the school: three old men, a middle-aged man who looked like a gangster, and a female elder who still had a voluptuous figure.

She shuddered. Hiss, if a pervert of this age and status were to be considered a social cancer, right?

She placed the sword on the ground, stepped on it, and began to chant a spell.

The wooden sword wobbled and rose into the air. She felt that she had muscle memory. Perhaps she had learned how to fly a sword during previous missions, so it wasn't too difficult.

If she, the last one to succeed, could cause a sensation, she flew nearly two meters before losing control and falling straight down.

She prepared for the cat landing posture, and just as she was about to land, she felt a force supporting her palms and knees.

It's those bamboo dragonflies!

Next second,

Pah, Jiang Yuan pressed all of them to the ground as cushions, their glory was wasted.