Origin of Demon Control: Evolution from the Contracted White Wolf

"Did you ask me to help them with it?"

"Hmm. They are not bad at ability, most of them are still the best of each team, but they are too arrogant and obedient. Today's lesson is about martial arts, and they are not cooperative everywhere. "

The compulsory courses in the academy are divided into martial arts, secret skills, demon knowledge, elemental use, combat synthesis, materials and demon beasts.

[Martial Arts], as the name suggests, is to teach the Demon Master how to use cold weapons.

The reason why there are only cold weapons and no thermal weapons is because thermal weapons are non-civilian equipment in China and are prohibited from being possessed or used without a license.

Hearing the word martial arts, combined with the reactions of these people, and Luo Huaiyu's introduction to these people, Lin Jiumu knew it in his heart.

"So you want me to teach this class?"

"Will it be embarrassing? After all, they are not ordinary students. And this is not within your obligations. Luo Huaiyu asked.

She hoped that Lin Jiumu would teach, after all, she herself was not a person who was good at martial arts, and other instructors who were good at martial arts did not complete a whole lesson in front of these thorns. For now, it's just him.

Just judging by the reaction of these soldiers ....

Lin Jiumu looked at the dozens of unspeakable soldiers in the audience, and each of them looked at him with contempt.

"Little teacher, shouldn't it be that you want to give us a lecture? He doesn't look as good as Mr. Luo, and his figure is not as good as that, what do we see.

"Have you ever fought?" Do you know what it means to see blood?

"I heard that Luo Ji was not in command properly, and you saved the whole city, is it really fake?"

"Kid, go back obediently, you are not qualified to teach us!"

The prick-headed soldiers said, letting out mocking laughter.

Luo Huaiyu's brows furrowed deeper.

"Or I'll come by myself, your knife skills are very good, when it comes to knife skills, you help me show it, maybe you can increase some authority and convince them." Luo Huaiyu said.

At this time, a thorn soldier in the stage suddenly raised his head and threw a tactical pen towards Lin Jiumu, and the tactical pen went straight to Lin Jiumu like an arrow.

At this moment, not only Luo Huaiyu was frightened, but the other assassins also showed shocked expressions, and they all took action, rushing out several to control this violent and injured soldier.

They are, but not confused!

When they looked back again, they thought they would see a bloody scene, saw the new male teacher rushing to the ground, who knew that when they turned their heads, they saw the male teacher standing there decently, with the tactical pen between his index and middle fingers.

"Oh from the west... No wonder. Lin Jiumu looked at the marks on the tactical pen and asked rhetorically, "Do you know Luo Ji?"

"Lao Tzu was rescued from the corpse by General Luo!" If you hadn't caused General Luo to be driven out of Yucheng, how would he have died in the wild? You also have a share in his death! Murderer! The

assassin, who was controlled by the other soldiers, blushed and looked angry. He looked very young, about the same age as Lin Jiumu, and it was when he was most angry.

"It seems that someone over there is talking nonsense with their eyes open." Lin Jiumu put the tactical pen on the stage.

"Teacher Lin..." Luo Huaiyu looked at him worriedly.

She didn't expect that she would just ask Lin Jiumu to substitute for a lesson, but before it started, it caused violence.

If Lin Jiumu was injured because of this, she didn't even know how to give him an explanation.

"You shouldn't think I'm some kind of harmless teacher, right?" Lin Jiumu ignored Luo Huaiyu, looked at those soldiers, and showed an indifferent smile, "I don't hate the title of murderer at all.

As soon as these words came out, the entire classroom fell silent.

"Since I became a demon master, I have killed thousands of demon beasts and imperial demons, and the people I have killed can be hundreds, thousands. If killing someone is a murderer, how can I call myself? After

Lin Jiumu finished speaking, an awe-inspiring murderous aura gushed out, pressing towards the group of soldiers, which immediately made all the soldiers breathe, and their faces couldn't help but turn white, and they had to straighten their waists to resist.

Of course, these stabbing soldiers also fought on the battlefield, but the feeling of killing people with hot weapons is different from the feeling of blood splashing with cold knives.

"Lin, Teacher Lin..."

"Teacher Luo, I'll come to this lesson today." Lin Jiumu smiled at Luo Huaiyu, "Go and help me buy a bottle of water, ask Lei Bi, don't be happy." From

killing intent Ling Ran to mild sunshine, Lin Jiumu's changes made Luo Huaiyu dumbfounded, and it took a while to react, she opened her mouth, wanting to say that today's class did not need him.

But seeing Lin Jiumu's calm expression, without the slightest reaction of being provoked, he held back this thought and chose to believe him.

"Pay attention to proportion, I still have to make a difference."

Leaving this sentence, she left without looking back.

When Luo Huaiyu left the classroom, Lin Jiumu looked at the group of soldiers and pointed to the soldiers who had just rioted: "Say I'm the murderer, you get up." The

other soldiers looked at each other.

"Let go of it all." Lin Jiumu said.

Several soldiers hesitated, let go one after another, returned to their positions, and looked at the two people on and off the stage.

"You have a chance, there is a weapon on the shelf next to it, you just take one at random and avenge Rozi." Lin Jiumu said, looking around the audience, "Each of you too, pick your own weapons, within the scope of this classroom, if you can hit me, you will pass the test." When

these soldiers heard this, they were stunned.

And this good thing!

Dozens of people attack a person in a narrow environment, and it is difficult to hit it!

However, few of these thorns were straight, and they all looked at the soldier who had broken free.

"Hmph!" The soldier snorted angrily, walked to the shelf, picked out a large knife with a wide back, roared angrily and rushed towards Lin Jiumu.

"Play with me with knives? You're tender.

Lin Jiumu watched quietly, waiting for the big knife to split his head, before he dodged sideways, slapped a palm on the soldier's elbow, and the big knife fell to the ground with a 'dang'.

And Lin Jiumu was also unceremonious, after kicking the flying knife, he kicked the soldier in the abdomen with a flying kick, and then rolled up his sleeves and rushed up to be a violent punch.

After a punch, he ignored the soldier who shrunk into a shrimp ball and was covered in blue and purple, he looked at the others and shouted: "Grinding, don't hurry up and pick a weapon!"

"This, we, we choose to listen to the lecture." The soldiers were calmed by the fierce appearance of his beating, and they all relented.

"Okay! Then my first lesson, take up all the weapons and hit me, or beat me 10 seconds later. Lin Jiumu stared at them and said expressionlessly, "10..."

All the soldiers suddenly panicked and ran towards the weapon rack.

“9...... 8...... 7...... 0！ Lin

Jiumu saw that many people got the cold weapons for practice, jumped over the middle digits, and went directly to zero! With a hook of his foot, he hooked the big knife into his hand and pounced on these stabbing soldiers who had been unruly before.

Urgent, loud, long screams rang out in this only classroom.