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Chapter 3 A mere flax

"Forget it if you are late, you are still walking slowly on the road, are you idiots?" After the first class, Ye Yi leaned against the wall of the corridor and looked at the two people who were still standing and complained.

"It's all because Urahara has made any bad idea. If you didn't have the idea, we wouldn't have met the teacher halfway through, and the result might be better."

"Ha? I remember you stopped first, right? You should blame me? Will I stop if you keep stopping?"

"Who should I blame?"

“…” x    2

"My teacher!"

After a moment of silence, the two reached a consensus instantly!

"Yes, blame the teacher. If he had done a good job in class and didn't swim in school, he wouldn't have seen us slowly!"

"That's right! If he hadn't named him, he wouldn't have found that we were late!"

Ye Yi's mouth twitched from the side.

"Oh, sell the red Dolo~ Baga~"

Ye Yi shook his head, turned around and left, ignoring the two idiots.

The two of them stood like this all morning until the afternoon when the penalty was over. This was because the afternoon was a waste of class, otherwise they would have to stand.

It is worth mentioning that although the Killing Fist and Walking Ghost is the core force and assessment standard of Death God, the proportion of this part of the course is not large, and more are Killing Void and Soul Burial.

This part accounts for the largest proportion. Ichiro expected that Killing Xu was not weak after all, but Soul Burial was a bit beyond his expectations. It seemed simple, but there were many details.

Although most of the knowledge is inadequate, if there is a little omission, it will become a false...

This course changed Iro's view of Jinglingting. Although there are many dirty things in it, there is no doubt that it is maintaining the order of the world!

...

After learning from the morning, Ichiro took some time at noon and made a pocket watch with alchemy. Although the accuracy was not enough, the error was relatively large, but fortunately, he didn't need to be very accurate now, as long as he could use it.

Therefore, Ichiro, who was used to being free in Liuhun Street, was not late for the afternoon scheming class.

In a dojo classroom, the teacher in a dying costume glanced at everyone, stopped on Ichiro and Urahara, and frowned slightly.

Due to the morning incident, the two gave the teachers a very bad impression. One was free and casual, leading the aristocratic genius in the class, and the other was careless and unmotivated civilian. No matter which one was liked by any teacher.

But no matter how much I don’t like it, I’m still the teacher, and I still have to attend class. Therefore, the teacher coughed twice and said, “My name is Yamada Nakamura. In the next year, you will be your teacher Baida. Before class, you will ask a question, about Baida. Those who have learned other schools of thought raise their hands, and those who have not registered in Jinglingting will count.”

This is considered that some nobles will learn the family-born vacancies in advance, so there is no need to learn some basic courses. The latter is considered that people from Liuhun Street have many powerful fighting techniques that have been passed down for a long time in the world. This type of person does not need to participate in basic courses, but there are very few such people.

Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, Ichiro also raised his hand, and Urahara said bluntly: "Ichiro, what you created by yourself is not counting."

"I know, don't worry, it's not created by myself." It's normal for a national alchemist to know military combat skills, right?

Yamada frowned and finally let Ichiro follow other noble students out of the queue. According to the information, Ichiro has lived for decades and was not born in the corpse soul world, so if you don’t even have this basic judgment ability, it would be good not to be a god of death.

After dividing the team, Yamada began to assign courses. The five people who had mastered the vain, that is, the close-fitting fighting technique practiced each other, while Yamada taught the remaining 25 people to lay the foundation in vain.

But Yamada's assignment made Ichiro clawed. Urahara was undoubtedly practicing with Yachi. In addition, both of them were nobles, so it was unlikely to find Ichiro. In other words, things that often encountered in odd free distribution were left alone and hit Ichiro's head...

Sighing, Ichiro didn't bother Urahara's couple. After looking at the basic teaching on Yamada, he shook his head, looked for a branch, and walked to a corner silently to calculate some data.

Now Ichiro's research on alchemy mainly includes two main researches: one is to study spiritual food that can enhance spiritual pressure, and the other is to restore combat power in his previous life.

As a national alchemist in his previous life, Ichiro's combat power was naturally not weak, and he could even be said to be the strong one. His attainments in alchemy were not high, but his combat power was one of the best in the country!

Although even the top-ranked officers in the Death World may not be able to compare with him, at least they are better than him now, and they have some self-protection ability. Unfortunately, because of the differences between the two worlds, there are too many places to adjust, and because he lacks knowledge of this world, decades have passed, and there is not much progress in this area.

Seeing this scene, I originally wanted Ichiro to join them and relieved Urahara who was in the training, smiled, turned around and started to train with Yeichi.

In this way, the dojo classroom was divided into three parts, students who learned to lay the foundation for nothing, students who practiced the matchmaking exercises, and Ichiro who was squatting in the corner with a branch and squatting in the corner and calculating silently.

Yamada frowned when he saw this scene in his eyes, but said nothing, but continued to teach other students how to lay the foundation in vain.

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~"

Soon, time passed quickly, and the bell for get out of class rang, and everyone stopped their hands and looked at Yamada.

Yamada didn't say nonsense, nodded and said directly: "get out of class will be over, Tianxin Ichiro stay and the others will be disbanded."

Everyone in Class 3 was stunned for a moment. Except for Yeichiurahara, the others looked at Ichiro with a gloating look, and looked at the show.

Yamada glanced at them, and did not speak, but walked to the middle of the dojo classroom and looked at Ichiro: "Come on, I am your opponent. Are you lazy in the class just now?"

"Uh...teacher, there is a reason, it's because..."

"This has nothing to do with me, practice more!"

"Okay..." Ichiro walked over reluctantly. Thread like this is simply a nightmare!

"Informed in advance, if you lied about being lazy, I will let you know what despair is in the courses in the future!" Yamada said in a deep voice as Ichiro looked at him.

"Don't worry, Yamada." As he said that, Ichiro's body slouched slightly, his right fist was placed on his abdomen, and his left hand was placed in the shape of a hand knife in front.

This was the starting move he used in his previous life. Ichiro's standard movement made Yamada's eyes lit up, and it seemed that he did not lie.

Without saying too much, Yamada waved his palm gently and signaled Ichiro to attack first.
Chapter completed!
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