Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

Wasn't Zhou Fengliu supposed to be here to give a lecture?

Was this lesson...that intense?

Three questions arose in everyone's mind, and their expressions seemed to say:

where am I?

who am I?

Should I go in?

...

To answer their questions, we need to go back about ten minutes.

Adhering to the principle of doing things for money, Zhou Fengliu, as a specially appointed teacher of Tangmen Martial Arts School, entered the classroom at the designated time on the first day.

He originally thought that since he had slapped so many Tang Clan students yesterday, not many people would come to his class today.

Unexpectedly, the classroom was actually filled with these Tang Clan students.

Among the students sitting in the chairs were several familiar faces, such as Liu Feixiong, Tang Tingting, and many of the Pure Deer people who had been slapped by him yesterday.

When these people saw him come in, their expressions were all incredibly complicated, like they had just eaten Lao Ba's secret-recipe mini hamburgers.

Actually, these students weren't really that embarrassed...

After all, I lost face yesterday.

But given Tang Miaoxing's orders, they had no choice but to come and listen to Zhou Fengliu's lecture.

Chapter 279 Tang Sect Version of Assassination Classroom! (Second Update)

The martial arts school students weren't initially very interested in Zhou Fengliu's lectures, and Zhou Fengliu knew that the students weren't interested in his lectures either.

Besides, he doesn't know how to give lectures.

So he simply simplified all the theory in this practical course, leaving it entirely without theory and focusing entirely on practical application.

"You've probably all heard of my name. I'm here to teach you at the invitation of Principal Tang..."

"Of course, I know most of you probably don't enjoy listening to me lecture. You're only here to fulfill the goals the old principal set for you. As for me, I don't really enjoy lecturing..."

"So... let's skip the lecture part and make practice the sole criterion in the classroom."

"Here's what we'll do: from the time I start attending classes at the martial arts school until I leave, excluding break time, if you can hurt me, then you'll be considered to have successfully graduated from the practical combat course."

Zhou Fengliu looked at the Tang Clan students below and said briefly.

“Graduating from my practical course is different from graduating from other courses. Graduating from me guarantees job placement... If you want... you can come directly to Huanan Nadu Tong to report.”

He seemed to have thought of something else and added a sentence.

Obviously.

He's a really bad guy, the person in charge of South China.

Not only did he take money from the Tang Clan, but he also tried to poach their talent! He took everything!

In his opinion, any Tang Clan student who could injure him must be a talent, and such talent is exactly what his South China region needs.

...

Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, all the Tang Clan students present were taken aback, and then they looked at each other in surprise.

Is this... a good thing or a bad thing?

"I want to ask... is any method acceptable? Can we all attack together?" a Tang Clan student asked, raising his hand.

"Yes, any means are acceptable, and it doesn't matter how many of you there are." Zhou Fengliu was extremely confident.

“Outside of my rest time, you may use any means necessary.”

"If you can hurt me... then you win."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, the Tang Clan students, who had been restless, became eager to try again.

"I have a problem!"

"How did you define this injury? Can we use poison?"

It should be noted that the Tang Clan is a major assassination sect with many methods, and Qi poison and medicinal poison are among their most basic techniques.

Clearly, the fact that this student asked the question meant that he had already devised a plan to poison Zhou Fengliu if all else failed.

poison?

Upon hearing this word, Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow slightly.

If they wanted to poison him... then these Tang Clan students really kicked a hornet's nest.

Thanks to Chen Duo's tireless efforts day and night, his poison resistance has been maxed out... Using poison against him... unless you can use the Tang Clan's ultimate technique, Pill Devouring, he really won't take it too seriously.

“As I just said, any means are acceptable, including poison, of course. As for the definition of injury you mentioned, I think you, as students of the Tang Clan, a major assassination sect, should be more clear about the distinction between external and internal injuries…” Zhou Fengliu replied.

After hearing his answer, the students present became even more excited.

They might not be as skilled as Zhou Fengliu in martial arts, but they're probably very adept at using poison...

With so many of them, just a little bit of poison on Zhou Fengliu would be enough...

Are there any other questions?

Zhou Fengliu glanced at the group of students below and asked another question.

"Have..."

"What is your break timeframe? And when can we take action?"

Faced with this question, Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin as if thinking, and then answered:

"Nine to five, the rest of my time is considered rest time..."

Upon hearing this timeframe, everyone did some quick calculations and realized it seemed to be quite a long time.

"Oh, by the way, you'd better not try anything while I'm eating, because I'll get really angry, and I can't guarantee I won't slap you to death..."

Zhou Fengliu added a comment.

"..." No one spoke upon hearing this.

Shouldn't you eat it while it's being eaten?

How could that be...

When the opportunity arises, they won't even let a moment pass by when someone goes to the toilet!

For the Tang Clan!

They don't mind sacrificing a little.

"Any other questions?"

Seeing that everyone seemed to have no problems, Zhou Fengliu finalized the content of the lesson.

The Tang Clan version of Assassination Classroom... can now begin.

...

"Since there are no problems, can we start class now?" Zhou Fengliu said to the students.

He had just turned around to use the classroom's multimedia system to play a Peppa Pig video for the students to pass the time.

Before he could even project the image, a group of students exchanged glances and began throwing hidden weapons at him without any regard for martial ethics.

The students thought that in such a small classroom, with so many of them throwing projectiles at once, surely a few would hit Zhou Fengliu.

However, they were overthinking it.

Although Zhou Fengliu had his back to them, the skill "I was careless and didn't dodge" was passive.

Faced with this sneak attack, Zhou Fengliu transformed into a conceptual god and dodged between a bunch of flying hidden weapons.

"?"

Seeing Zhou Fengliu's outrageous dodging technique, the students all stared wide-eyed.

In such a confined and limited classroom... is this really how you hide?

They knew Zhou Fengliu was skilled in agility, but surely not to this extent?

"Seriously? This is allowed?"

"Again!"

Led by Tang Tingting, the crowd, still unwilling to accept defeat, launched an even denser barrage of hidden weapons at Zhou Fengliu on the podium.

Seeing this, Zhou Fengliu sighed.

Why don't we just quietly throw our brains away and watch some Stupid Pig to lower our intelligence?

Why try a method that doesn't work a second time?

Stubborn?

Zhou Fengliu shook his head, then used the [Receive, Transform, and Release] technique.

In an instant.

His figure began to ethereal, his hands drawing circles, and with the surge of Qi within his body, the surrounding forces distorted in an instant, catching all the hidden weapons in front of him.

"What...what kind of technique is this?"

Tai Chi?

When the students present saw their thrown weapons lose speed as they approached Zhou Fengliu, hovering in mid-air as if time had been stopped, they all exclaimed in disbelief.

They thought the scene before them was enough to shock them, but Zhou Fengliu's next move was even more unimaginable.

As Zhou Fengliu pushed his hands outwards, the hidden weapon that was suspended in mid-air flew towards them with even greater speed and force.

That speed...

That frequency...

It was like a barrage of needles, leaving them nowhere to hide.