The indescribable "I"

This class is an English class.

The English teacher was a middle-aged woman with long hair in a ponytail, fine lines around her eyes, and a serious face.

Her style of doing things is also vigorous and resolute, and she is very strict with her students. Some students who don't like her privately gave her the nickname "Master Miejue".

On a summer afternoon, the fan whirred and creaked.

Accompanied by the faint breeze outside the window and the sound of the teacher's lectures in the classroom, a large group of people almost fell asleep, but now it is the end of May, and the month of the college entrance examination is coming soon, and they have no right to do whatever they want.

Many people pinched themselves with their nails, desperately preventing sleepiness from sweeping through their bodies.

Bai Jiu deserted in private.

He seemed to be taking the notes on the blackboard carefully, but he was actually copying a certain spell while recalling it, and he didn't listen to the actual class at all.

He knew that the English teacher didn't have the habit of coming down to make inspections, and he could do more important things, reviewing most of his high school knowledge after forgetting it. Bai Jiu's English subject recovered the best, and now it can get close to full marks.

As for the reason... If you have encountered the baptism of magic knowledge in another world, you can learn and use it reasonably, don't speak English, I believe that every language that relies on letters will not be able to stump you.

English still only has 26 basic letters. The basic knowledge of magic requires you to learn the spelling of thousands of spell characters, forming a lot of obscure phrases, most of which have no rules and can only be memorized by rote.

And this is just an entry-level level. If you just pull a mage apprentice from another world and study for a while, you will call English simple.

Bai Jiu recently wanted to break through the bottleneck of the fifth-order mage personality.

The enemy in the dark is gradually revealed. Recently, he has gradually felt a little powerless. He has to deal with more challenges and cannot completely rely on Yvette.

They are not as closely united as the same soul at the beginning, and there will always be times when they are separated, and he has no interest in clinging to others like a dodder, even if he is himself in a sense.

He is still a fourth-tier mage now, and the fourth-tier mage is really not a rotten street cabbage. The fourth-tier mages in the other world can be counted with one hand at a time, and it is extremely rare for him to reach this level at his age .

But he is still not satisfied. It is difficult enough to break through the fifth level to the bottleneck, and the gap between the fifth level and the sixth level is an abyss that is difficult to bridge. It is said that the mages above the sixth level are almost as powerful as demigods, and have already separated from human beings. □□, the essence has been extremely sublimated.

If you try a little bit of the fifth-level high-level spells with the No. [-] flow formula...

Suddenly, he stopped writing——

Bai Jiu stood up abruptly, staring out of the window intently.

All the students in the class were attracted by his large movements. The teacher who was teaching on the podium knocked on the table with the pointer in dissatisfaction, and shouted: "Bai Jiu, what are you doing? You are in class now, hurry up and sit down!" "

Li Wen at the front desk also turned around with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong, Brother Bai?"

Not an illusion.

The orange sunset glow slanted in, coating his side face with a light layer of blood.Bai Jiu's black eyes scanned the whole class, and a thick gloom danced on his face, like a scrutiny.

Those who are stared at by him can feel a strong oppressive force, and they dare not look at him in fear.

In the next second, without any explanation, Bai Jiu pushed away the tables and chairs and rushed out of the classroom.

The shouts of teachers and classmates were left behind by him.

Summer is the season when all things are luxuriant, plants grow vigorously, and birds and animals roam freely.

It is now close to dusk, the residual heat has not faded, the ecology of the school is doing very well, usually at this time the cicadas will scream like crazy, and occasionally there will be birds passing by in the sky.

But now-

Bai Jiu climbed several steps in a row, stood on the roof smoothly, walked to the railing where he could see a wide field of vision, and looked at the sky covered in colorful clothes.

Dead silence.

A dead silence.

The sky glowed with a light purple, gradually deepened and extended, covering the entire school like a glass cover.

Most people really can't see it, but Bai Jiu immediately understood that this is some kind of biological energy field.

Bai Jiu's fingertips moved slightly, drawing up and down, and drew out strange spells out of thin air, which were difficult to discern.Its lines spread out, like a drop of ink on a piece of wet paper, aggressively occupying the surrounding area.

Huge and viscous elements flowed out from the expanded characters, elongated suddenly, and attacked the purple barrier substantially.

He tentatively attacked it once.

The barrier didn't move at all, and no ripples appeared at all.

Bai Jiu's brows and eyes squeezed out deep furrows, one could see his restless mood.

"Ah, an unexpected guest has arrived~"

A laughing voice came into his ears.

Bai Jiu turned around abruptly, her eyes were cold and half as sharp as a blade.

On the roof of another building, a clown in a suit smiled at him from a distance.

"Good afternoon! Beautiful sir!"

Bai Jiu took a deep breath. To him, the normal air was already filled with sticky energy, like invisible tiny bugs. Every time you took a breath, they would burrow into your throat, causing a spasmodic retch.

He did cough a few times with retching, pinched his neck to relieve the discomfort, and when he raised his eyes again, his cold gaze was burning.

The clown didn't care, and even blew him a kiss.

A dark horror brewed in his eyes, blood-colored shadows covered his dark eyeballs, and there was a chilling killing intent.

Faced with his frivolous behavior, Bai Jiu's reaction was that he stretched out his hand, tightened his fingertips, and made a throat-slitting motion on his neck.

The clown laughed loudly, bowed his head and kissed the rose deeply.

Beside him, a person dressed as a student looked at Bai Jiu, and pronounced his name in surprise, "You are, Bai Jiu?"

I don't know him, Bai Jiu only thinks Zhang's face is very strange, but the other party seems to know him.

But what does it matter?

The most important thing is that he seems to have found the mastermind behind the scenes, and even obediently sent him to his door.

He ran on the roof with big strides, even though he was on the verge of falling, he didn't stop his pace, but sped up his speed.

In the fun of dressing up as a man as a clown and under the shocked eyes of the strange student, Bai Jiu ran directly across the distance between the two buildings without any physical stepping on it as if walking on flat ground.

"and many more--"

Comyn was screaming, and the clown was still smiling.

Bai Jiu's heavy breathing became louder and louder. He approached the clown almost as fast as he could, and was about to grab the clown's head with one hand and smash it to the ground forcefully.

The two were so close that they could almost trace the lines of each other's pupils. He saw the fearlessness in the clown's eyes, and the clown saw the killing intent in his eyes that could not be ignored, and he smiled slightly.

Bai Jiu's hand is empty.

His excessive speed took him a few more steps.

Bai Jiu stabilized her figure and looked back to see the bodies of the clown and Ke Ming disappearing.

It's like being erased out of thin air with an eraser.

"Hee hee, my dear, you are very nice! If I can, I really want to play with you for a while." The clown opened his scarlet mouth, and he stood upright, as if complaining.

"However, more people are looking forward to my performance, so I can only play more with you."

"Your rough action just now will make me think you are in love with me."

He threw the withered rose to Bai Jiu, and winked at him ambiguously, as if whispering to a passionate lover.

"So, come and play with me in your dream, okay?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Clown said he wanted to play a game with everyone in the school.

what is it then?