Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 3: Sir, something is wrong

If it goes on like this, sooner or later the phone will run out of power and shut down.

Wouldn't the way back to earth be cut off?

He looks worried.

Time passes.

The time for a class will soon come to an end.

The school bell rang.

It's finally time for school.

"Okay, that's it for today's class."

Old teacher Ding Sanshi habitually drank water to moisten his throat.

"Students, the [Basic Swordsmanship Close-up Three-Link] has all been explained and demonstrated. You must practice diligently in these three days, and strive to achieve a good result in the mid-year competition. Everyone We all know that this competition is the only reference standard for the academy to select the qualifications for the [Tianjiao Contest]. As long as you can stand out in the competition, you will have the hope of representing the academy and participating in the highest honor battle sequence for our young warriors in Yunmeng City. ..."

The students were all excited by the old teacher's words.

[Tianjiao Contest] Ah.

The dream of all boys and girls in Yunmeng City.

It is also the dream of countless teenagers and girls in the Beihai Empire, representing the most glorious battlefield of the younger generation of warriors.

Old teacher Ding Sanshi nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, his eyes swept away and fell on Lin Beichen again.

This guy is still in a daze.

Is it bearable or unbearable?

The old teacher almost ran wild in an instant, and Xiang rushed over and pressed the idiot to the ground and rubbed it a hundred times.

But when he thought of what Marquis Zhantian had entrusted to him before he left, Ding Sanshi had no choice but to roar.

He cleared his throat and forcibly made a friendly face, and said, "Lin Beichen, since you were admitted to the class for a year, you have taken several monthly exams. Every time in the theoretical class, you get zero marks, and the practical class is a mess with zero wins. Don't you feel ashamed that you are the oldest, but you are only a first-level warrior, you are not good at writing, you are not good at martial arts, and you don't listen carefully in class?"

"I don't think so."

Lin Beichen studied the mobile phone intently, and said casually without raising his head.

"You..."

Ding Sanshi was choked.

This is a little.

Ah, ah, ah, I can't stand it anymore.

His voice raised an octave and said angrily: "Your father 'Zhantianhou' is one of the top ten famous generals of the empire, guarding the borders of the country, shed blood and sweat, your sister Lin Tingchan is also a sword of the younger generation of our province. The legend and pride of a scholar, and you, as the direct son of the Marquis, set such a record of shame, are you so indifferent?"

"What do I want?"

Lin Beichen

Impatiently asked, "Am I proud of setting such a record? No."

"You..."

Old teacher Ding Sanshi choked again.

Listen!

Is this human?

"Lin Beichen, don't forget, you have been expelled from the Provincial First Junior College and the Provincial Second Junior College. If you are expelled from our Third College again, you will no longer be eligible according to the laws of the Empire. Get into any college."

The old teacher growled angrily.

Gaba Gaba Gaba.

That's the sound of his fist clenched tightly.

For fear that he couldn't help himself, he rushed over and punched the dude to death.

At this time, Lin Beichen finally put down his phone.

He stood up and retorted loudly.

"What does it matter if you're fired?"

“Who am I?”

"Zhantian Hou's son!"

"What is a son of a daughter, understand?"

"I'm Lin Beichen, but a beautiful man who will inherit the title of Marquis of Zhantian sooner or later, hehe, even if you don't have to do anything at that time, you will still be dressed in brocade and eat well, with wives and concubines in groups, guards like rain, and sleep until natural. Wake up, count the money until my hand cramps...I still need to study and cultivate hard?"

"Cultivation is impossible, and it is impossible to cultivate in this life."

"I, Lin Beichen, even if I starve to death, die outside, and jump out of here, I won't practice every day like you have no hope."

The impassioned declaration reverberated through the church building.

So, under the beautiful sunshine of early summer, in the sacred and solemn second-grade classroom, under the dumbfounded gaze of 60 students in the whole class, Ding Sanshi, an old teacher with fifteen years of rich teaching experience, learned In this way, in front of the number one dude in Yunmeng City, he was defeated without a chance of winning.

Lin Beichen's impassioned declaration seemed to echo in the church for a long time.

Ding Sanshi clutched his heart and held the podium.

Just then—

Boom!

The door is knocked open.

"Master, Master is not good..."

The sound of dry howls pierced the silence of the classroom, and a thin old man in his fifties with sharp eyes rushed in in a panic.

"Butler Wang?"

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

He recognized that the old man who rushed in was the chief butler of Zhantianhou Mansion.

"Master, it's not good, it's a disaster, the sky is falling..."

Seeing Lin Beichen, Steward Wang rushed over and started crying while hugging his thigh.

"Go away from the dog-like thing, and wipe my snot on this young master's school uniform... Don't beat me." Lin Beichen kicked the old man away with a look of disgust, and said, "Why is the sky falling? Say it clearly, or you'll break your leg."

He acted brutally.

No way, his current character is arrogant and playful.

If you don't show your true colors, the character design will collapse.

As soon as a person is set up, they will be suspected.

There is a risk of being dragged to the Temple Square and burned to death.

"Young Master, something happened to Master. Just now, an imperial envoy came from the government, with a large team, and read out the imperial edict, saying that Master was on the front line, disrespecting orders, going his own way, being ambushed, 50,000 elite troops were wiped out, Master absconding in fear of crime ...The mansion was sealed up, the slaves and servants were dismissed, and the title of the prince was also taken away..."

Butler Wang wailed and howled.

What?

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

"Wait, you son of a bitch, don't rush to mourning... Now tell me, is this young master mentioned in the imperial edict?"

he asked hastily.

This **** is the rhythm of copying the family and exterminating the family.

I am the direct son of a sinner, so I'm not going to arrest Ling Chi for the Emperor Dog, right?

If that's the case, run for your life.

Steward Wang wailed and said, "I mentioned it, saying that the young master Nian is a brainless, demoted to a commoner, and he will not be held accountable, and let the young master fend for himself in Yunmeng City..."

Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, the dog emperor has a bit of humanity.

Unexpectedly, his predecessor's 'brain disease' disease actually saved his life at a critical moment.

Then don't be afraid.

"Master, what can I do about this, Master, the Lin family is over..."

In the quiet schoolhouse, Butler Wang howled while holding Lin Beichen's thigh.

"Fuck the hammer, and my sister."

When it's none of my business, Lin Beichen calmly pushes.

That 16-year-old girl is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old genius. She is known as the evildoer who "the whole empire is waiting for her to grow up".

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