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Forbidden Demons & Quarrel

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    Students who are gearing up: "?"

    Yang Zeling reached out and touched a small black sheep, "Sheep, come here."

    The little black sheep who was called "sheep" raised his eyelids speechlessly. This man's name really made the sheep speechless.

    His current identity is that of a pet. Normally, shouldn¡¯t he have a name?

    What is the name of a sheep?

    Isn't lazy stolen?

    Actually, it¡¯s not that Yang Zeling is lazy, but because he knows that a name is a special thing. Once he gives the little black sheep a name, he will never have the urge to turn it into a mutton casserole.

    A name is a symbol and also an emotion

    In other words, Yang Zeling has not given up the idea of ??turning the little black sheep into a casserole.

    ? #I confess, I am just greedy for your body, really body#

    Complaints are complaints, work must be done.

    The little black sheep opened its mouth and made a sound that sounded very much like a sheep's cry: "Hey."

    The students saw a ray of light coming out of the sheep's mouth, and then felt a heat on their right hand - a golden halo pattern was clearly printed on it.

    Everyone: "?"

    What is this thing?

    Yang Zeling: ¡°Has everyone seen this pattern?¡±

    Everyone was speechless. These hands were still hot. Do you think we saw it?

    Yang Zeling: "This thing is a symbol of our classroom activities. Come on, the teacher will show you how to do it."

    "get out of class is over."

    Along with Yang Zeling¡¯s voice, the students were surprised to find that the patterns on the backs of their hands also disappeared.

    "Attend class."

    Biu, the pattern appears again.

    Everyone found it quite interesting and a little unhappy at the same time, especially the elven students. Although this halo is not ugly, who likes to have such a thing suddenly on their hands?

    It¡¯s like it¡¯s been stamped, it¡¯s weird.

    ¡°We are all outstanding talents from all races.¡±

    Yang Zeling smiled and said slowly: "We in the East call it mana, but you in the West should call it magic power. Everyone's magic value is quite high, right?"

    Everyone looked at each other in shock, wondering why the little teacher suddenly said this.

    Isn¡¯t it time to explain this halo? Why is it related to magic power?

    "But learning is about taking things steadily and using magic or potions as a stepping stone to learning. In the East, this behavior is called cheating."

    Yang Zeling looked around at everyone: "Teacher hopes that everyone will study with their heart and brain, soit's better not to rely on magic power."

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    The classroom fell into a dead silence for more than ten seconds, and then it exploded. Everyone mobilized their power in unison, but were shocked to find: No, their power was gone!

    "Let's call this pattern the Forbidden Demon Ring."

    Yang Zeling looked at the panicked eyes of the students and said gently: "Don't be afraid, it will only be enabled during class time. It will not affect your daily life after class."

    "Impossible, how can a mere human race seal the power of all of us?!" A boy from hell screamed without grace.

    "I didn't say I was the one who sealed it." Yang Zeling glanced at the screaming boy and said calmly: "I am a pure Oriental after all, and I don't know any of your Western tricks."

    "Then" Why is it sealed?

    Before the students could express their doubts, they heard a few words.

    "So this is the seal given by the principal." Yang Zeling looked touched and said in a sincere tone: "I just made a suggestion, but I didn't expect the principal to give me a reply Oh my, I have to say that the principal really cares about me.  Love every student."

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    School, principal?  !

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    ? #The official level will crush people to death, the gods will crush people to death Bah, the gods will crush people to death#

    Seeing everyone's expressions of being angry and afraid to speak, Yang Zeling just chuckled, "I told you that everyone is prohibited from using magic power only during class time. During the rest of the time, the teacher will not care about you."

    Whether he is dead or alive, he will not take a second look.

    &nbsbsp; Long Yi, who was watching the excitement, saw that Urabi seemed to be really angry, and quickly grabbed Bolt, "We are going back to the house to rest, you continue."

    After saying that, the dragons dragged Bolt away and left without giving him a chance to speak.

    ??Urabi watched his fellow tribesmen leave, and then withdrew his gaze - Hey, where did I just carry it?  !

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    A certain dormitory.

    Bolt was very unhappy when he was dragged away by the dragons. He firmly believed that Shanta had lied, but Urabi was on Shanta's side!

    He even pretended to read the textbook!

    "I want to see how powerful that Eastern human race is," Bolt thought angrily. He will definitely expose Shanta's lies!

    In this college, students are not allowed to attack teachers, but they do not say they cannot scare teachers!

    Bolt clenched his fists, and a brilliant idea emerged in his mind

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