Super Dimensional Academy

Feng Mo lifted Tang Rou's injured hand, feeling her slight trembling.

Do you know where you went wrong?

He looked up, glanced at each of the five people, and finally fixed his gaze on Wei Zhuang and Tony.

As he looked at the five people, they also saw the anger in his eyes.

"Teacher, we..."

"Your classmate is injured, and you guys are arguing?!"

Tony looked resentful and was about to apologize when he was stunned by Feng Mo's words.

He wasn't the only one stunned; the other four were too.

Then, a moment later, smiles appeared on their faces.

Kurumi grinned, waved her hand, and her spirit armor appeared on her body. She then pointed an old-fashioned rifle at the head of someone opposite her.

Tony pressed the watch on his right hand, his entire right hand covered by a red metallic glove.

Wei Zhuang's gaze was icy, just like the Shark Tooth Sword in his hand.

"Fight! I'll take responsibility if you kill him!"

Bang!

boom!

Clang!

Rifles, cannons, and longswords—all unleashed their attack simultaneously!

Chapter 31

Wei Zhuang drew his longsword and surged forward, instantly appearing in front of the three opponents. Without a word, he unleashed the Lianheng Sword Technique, sweeping across all directions!

Tony stood still, supporting himself with his left hand and raising his right. The red armor opened at the palm position, and a white beam of light shot out!

Kurumi didn't move either. She aimed the old-fashioned rifle in her left hand at one of the people behind the blond guy, and the pistol in her right hand at Tony's beam, and pulled the trigger at the same time!

Seeing the three of them make their move, the people around them immediately stepped back, their faces filled with mockery.

Everyone present was highly skilled; how could they not see that the three of them didn't possess any energy within them?

There was none of it—no spiritual power, no magical power, no witchcraft.

They were just three ordinary people, at most ordinary people with a few tricks up their sleeves.

How could someone like that attack the opposing Nordic berserker + wizard combination?

It was so funny.

Although the experts from the Chinese side wanted to help, Wei Zhuang and his two companions launched their attacks almost instantly, leaving them no chance to intervene.

We must be ready to act at any time to save the three and prevent them from dying here.

In short, apart from Feng Mo and Fairy Lingyin who had just arrived after hearing the news, no one present was optimistic about them.

After all, the three people opposite were no pushovers; otherwise, they wouldn't have been qualified to enter the performance venue.

As Wei Zhuang and his two companions made their move, they also launched their attack.

The lead blond-haired dog roared, its muscles bulging, its hard color resembling marble.

The two people behind them took out a crystal ball and a staff, respectively, and began chanting incantations in unison.

The incantation was completed in a second, and a huge meteorite appeared above Wei Zhuang's head.

The intense flames burning on the meteorite caused the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly.

One defense, two attacks.

The three Nordic players on the other side worked together very well, clearly not for the first time.

However, when it comes to teamwork, Wei Zhuang and the others, who have been trained in Feng Mo's Spartan style, are definitely stronger than them!

Despite the attack, Wei Zhuang remained unmoved, ignoring the meteorite and showing no intention of stopping. His sword energy, sweeping across the four directions, continued to slash at the three of them without pause.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

At that moment, the two bullets fired by Kurumi arrived.

The bullets from the old-fashioned rifle struck the laser beam, further increasing the already extremely fast speed of the laser beam.

First shot, accelerates the target's time!

boom!

The laser beam hit the target.

Faced with the accelerating golden light, the berserker with golden hair had no chance to dodge, and his entire head exploded on the spot, just like a watermelon.

Then, Kurumi's other bullet also hit the target.

The wizard holding the crystal ball initially looked somewhat panicked, but he quickly realized that the bullet had no offensive power and he hadn't even felt any pain. He immediately revealed a mocking smile.

That was a smile that had been slowed down tenfold.

Second shot, slows down the target's time!

The meteorite attack requires two people to work together, and the two wizards need to transmit their magical power in perfect unison. If one of them makes a mistake, the attack will fail and may even backfire.

Therefore, the transmission of magical power, which is slowed down tenfold, cannot possibly be exactly the same.

And so... the meteorite exploded on the spot just before it hit Wei Zhuang.

The two wizards looked terrified.

"Die."

Wei Zhuang met the attack with a cold brow. Without the berserker's obstruction, the sword energy that swept across the four directions directly struck the two wizards, cutting them in half at the waist on the spot!

The battle is over.

It ended so quickly that those around them didn't even have time to react, their mocking expressions freezing on their faces, making it look extremely comical.

Not to mention them, even Fairy Lingyin was stunned.

She knew how powerful Feng Mo was, so she had confidence in his disciples and thought they would most likely win.

but……

This win is just too outrageous!

From start to finish, it took no more than three seconds at most for the three Nordic team members, who were comparable to the god-like level and had excellent teamwork, to die.

My master is a monster, my sister is a monster, and even my students are monsters?!

"Not bad, your teamwork this time was quite satisfactory. My design for you wasn't wasted."

Feng Mo clapped his hands with a smile, as a way of encouraging his student.

'Is this up to standard?!' A Greek soldier exclaimed, his eyes wide.

'You designed this relationship!' A samurai from an island nation collapsed to his knees.

"Are you really someone with a damaged dantian?" A Chinese cultivator rolled his eyes.

Fairy Lingyin let out a breath: 'As expected, the monster is still him.'

'If only he were the 'Number One Person Under Heaven,' at least I could ask him for help for China.'

As soon as she finished thinking, Fairy Lingyin shook her head self-deprecatingly.

It's impossible no matter how you look at it. No matter how strong he is, he can't possibly be number one.

Amidst everyone's astonishment, a gust of wind swept by.

Immediately afterwards, a Nordic man nearly three meters tall, as imposing as an iron tower, appeared in front of Wei Zhuang, his large, fan-like hand reaching directly for Wei Zhuang's head.

Snapped!

Before the large hand could grab Wei Zhuang, a slender right hand appeared and seized it.

An eerie silence fell over the entire room.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the suddenly appearing towering man, and even more shocked at the unexpected appearance of Feng Mo.

Everyone present was a master; if Feng Mo had only blocked the Iron Tower man, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

but!

Feng Mo didn't block the attack; instead, he... shook hands with the other party!

What the hell is this handshake?!

This scene was considered bizarre by everyone.

However, even stranger things were yet to come.

Feng Mo waved enthusiastically, smiling broadly, and said, "Oh, hello, hello, I'm the teacher of the brat who killed these three corpses on the ground. Who are you?"

Chapter 32

Fairy Lingyin was dumbfounded.

The experts were baffled.

Even the men of Scandinavia were stunned.

In fact, Scandinavian men sometimes have the illusion that the man across from them, who is four or five heads shorter than them, is not their enemy, but a hospitable neighbor.

His expression was so sincere, just like when he went to a parent-teacher conference and his child's teacher saw him.

"I'm XXX's teacher, and you must be XXX's father, right?"

Yes, that's roughly what the teacher said.

"Pfft..."

Kurumi couldn't hold back her laughter first.

Tang Rou and Kasumigaoka Utaha exchanged a glance and then burst into laughter.

A slight smile appeared on Wei Zhuang's usually expressionless face, and his gaze towards Feng Mo held a far greater longing than when he looked at Guiguzi back then.

Tony laughed the loudest, almost rolling around on the ground.

This is their teacher.

A proud teacher who clearly warned them not to cause trouble, but when they actually got into trouble, she took all the blame.

A good teacher who is never serious at any time, but will never stand idly by when it comes to his students' affairs.

Their laughter brought those around them back to their senses.

The Nordic man's expression changed, and he glared angrily at Feng Mo.

"Since you understand, then die!"

He suddenly exerted force with his right hand, but his expression changed the next second.

Feng Mo's hands were as hard as steel bars.

No, it's not steel bars. Even if it were steel bars, he could easily deform them by squeezing them with just a little force.

But no matter how hard he tried, Feng Mo's hand remained completely still.

He even looked at him with a smile, as if he were mocking him.

Ato's eyes were bloodshot, his berserker blood was boiling wildly, and a blood-red mist emanated from his body, enveloping him.

Five times the power!

Ato's forehead veins bulged; he was using every ounce of strength he had.

'Haha, let's see how you stay so nonchalant now!'

Yato looked at Feng Mo.