"clear."

No, I dare not misunderstand.

Instructor Xiong is as oppressive as his surname.

But what is more oppressive is a huge figure four or five meters high behind Instructor Xiong.

A bear!

The hair is dark brown and very thick, and there is a striking red symbol on the chest.

Tyrant Bear!

The final evolution of the doll bear.

It was also the first, the final evolutionary elf that Su Hao saw with his own eyes!

The huge figure of the tyrant bear stood behind Instructor Xiong without saying a word.

Like a stand-in.

Exudes indescribable oppression.

Su Hao and the students were fine.

The Tyrant Bear has restrained his momentum.

But the elves felt more sensitively and were all trembling.

Instructor Xiong looked around the students in four classes, his eyes paused for a moment.

He and Gu Lingyao's father were colleagues for a period of time and were quite familiar with Gu Lingyao.

Before taking the teaching position, Instructor Xiong also received a reminder from Gu Lingyao's father.

Don't hold back, train as you should!

Instructor Xiong cannot deny it.

Even if he doesn't say it, he won't hold back.

There are only two results for training under his hands.

Can't hold on, and can't hold on.

‘Student Su…’

Instructor Xiong's eyes stayed on Su Hao for longer.

He is even more curious about Su Hao.

‘It can actually improve the charge trick.’

‘He is not from the Yuling family, nor is he inherited from a genre, but just an ordinary high school student from an ordinary family.’

OK,

It is interesting to train such students.

He spoke loudly, "Before carrying out systematic training for you, let me demonstrate what a real elves battle is, and are there any students who are willing to come forward to demonstrate."

The playground is silent.

"It's not a tyrant bear, but an elf who has just contracted for more than a month."

Instructor Xiong snapped his fingers.

Step on,

Step on.

The sound of horse hooves came, and a white horse ran towards him.

The horse is still relatively young, only as tall as a child of four or five years old.

It is snow-white all over and has a fluttering mane. What's amazing is that it has a pair of palm-sized wings on both sides of its neck close to its body.

"It's a wind-type elves, a little wind-horse!"

"A very rare elves!"

The handsome little wind horse suddenly attracted the attention of the students.

The young horse stood beside the tall and strong Instructor Bear, the contrast was too large, making people unable to help but worry.

Instructor Xiong touched the horse's hair, "What I used to demonstrate the battle is this little wind horse, are there any classmates who take the initiative?"

The playground is still silent.

"Wouldn't you be braver if Xiao Fengma fights any five of you elves alone?"

Instructor Xiong was tempted and provoked.

But no students came forward.

Everyone is not stupid.

What happened if you only contracted for an elves for more than a month?

Can the elves of the elite spirit commander be the same as theirs?

No one wants to seek abuse.

Several class teachers felt that they were a little embarrassed and were about to speak, so Instructor Xiong said first:

"Since that's the case, I'll call it."

Su Hao was looking down at his shoes when he heard a very familiar name ringing.

"Su Hao."

"Gu Lingyao."

"Li Songting."

"And... the charcoal fire turtle's spiritual envoy over there, and the classmate who had contracted the vine snake."

Looks like one by one.

Su Hao sighed and could only walk out of the queue.

It's just facing the little eyes on the face of a big pie.

Brother in trouble.

Instructor Xiong waved his hand and asked the tyrant Xiong to leave by himself, so that the new elves present could be more comfortable.

He looked around again, "The playground...it's too empty and not suitable, let's go to the woods over there.

"The woods are the most common terrain and are also a terrain environment that you need to focus on training. How to fight in the woods and how to use the terrain, let us demonstrate through this battle."

Many of the school’s training forests are transplanted from tall trees.

The dense branches and leaves blocked the sunlight, and only a little light was transmitted in, sprinkling a mottled light and shadow.

Instructor Xiong stood up.

The little wind horse's hooves were raised in front of him, and sighed and shouted.

Full of fighting spirit.

"Come on, attack at will. The real battle is a battle without restrictions."

Su Hao has five students named.

Except for Li Songting who was full of fighting spirit and encouraged each other with the Kung Fu Dog, the other people's eyes revealed a sadness of being beaten.

but,

Since I can't avoid it, I can only fight well.

Instructor Xiong's elves are only young, and their spiritual power level is only similar to those of silkworm babies.

If one of his own fights may not be...no chance!

Su Hao took a deep breath.

He gave Silkworm a look of his own actions.

Five elves scattered their positions.

As the long-range attacker among them, Koizumi Ling took the lead in speaking out.

A stream of water shot out.

Compared to practicing with silkworm babies, Koizumi's water spewed faster, more accurate and more powerful.

The white water column arrives in the blink of an eye.

...

Outside the woods, students from each class formed a semicircle.

After all, I was not the one who was beaten, and my mood suddenly got better.
To be continued...