Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 61 62. Zhama step competition (1)

The farce of hanging around the princess at noon was quickly forgotten by the new round of zama walking in the afternoon.

Mu Linge squatted down earnestly, biting her lower lip lightly, thin beads of sweat secreted from her forehead, and then dripped down her cheeks, falling into the soft soil under her feet, dizzying little by little. A beautiful rippling mud flower.

All the students in the class came here with longing for the advanced spells of Yuxu Academy, and they all thought that what the teacher was going to teach, even if it wasn't the powerful spells of beckoning into clouds and turning their hands into rain, they would definitely be able to fly into the sky The art of flying with the sword.

No one could have imagined that this was already the second class, but it was still a boring zama step. At that moment, many disciples got angry and sat on the side regardless, saying something like "Buzhoushan has a false name" and so on. And so on.

So the training ground is no longer a training ground, but more like a denunciation meeting.And among the disciples, there are many royal disciples with prominent family backgrounds in the human world. At this time, Zheng Zheng became impatient, and the sentences that slipped out were more ugly than the ones he said.

Mu Linge frowned slightly. If she didn't understand that basic skills are needed to do anything, she might be one of those complaining, right?Glancing at most of the people who have given up on Zama, she has thin lips, but her complexion is not good.

The teacher who taught the class thought he had a very good self-cultivation. Seeing those disciples give up their practice one by one to join the discussion, their mouths were full of suspicion and disrespect, and he did not show any displeasure.

As a result, those dissatisfied disciples doubted the authority of Buzhou Mountain even more, because clay figurines are still somewhat rustic, let alone human beings?The only explanation is that everyone in the world exaggerated about Bu Zhoushan, and now that they found out, they felt guilty, so they kept silent.

The teaching brother grimaced slightly. The aptitude of this group of new disciples is much better than expected, but the temperament of these people is quite uneven. Those obscenities drifted into his ears sentence by sentence, Several times, he couldn't help but want to slap these people away, but when he thought of Brother Wen's confession, he insisted on holding back.

There were also a few dozen who were holding on with Mu Linge and the others without saying a word. The senior teacher took a look and recognized that most of them were from poor families in the human world. Speaking of their aptitude, this forbearance alone is commendable.

Ai Mu strode his horse with ease, with a happy expression. People who didn't know thought he was strolling in the garden of his own house. Chonghua who was beside him snorted softly, his eyebrows showed a bit of displeasure, But it was calm.

The last half hour was extremely difficult, Mu Linge only felt that her legs were no longer her own, she just squatted mechanically, although she tried her best to persist, her body was already trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Ai Mu frowned slightly. This woman is still so stubborn, but she doesn't know that today, this kind of life is just beginning, and she doesn't know if she can persist until the end?
"Hold on!" Chonghua snorted through his nose, then calmly retreated, walked to the side under the shade of a tree and turned his back. The sun shone on his mysterious and graceful back, adding a three-point charm. Three points alienated.

"Dead ice!" Hui Xue gave up her work in displeasure, and trotted to the water tank on the side of the practice field to fetch a few water bladders and a few clean white towels.

(End of this chapter)