Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

Although everyone was very noisy, no one approached Gu Chenzhou.

Everyone consciously avoided him, leaving a clear space.

It was not until the lecturer arrived that the monks gathered at the door followed him into the hall.

Gu Chenzhou followed the crowd inside, found a corner by himself, and stood there looking ahead.

The Sword Sect recruited talented people, and the teachers who taught here were all well-known figures from all walks of life. For example, the teacher standing in front of him now, his surname was Yuan, and his given name was Miao. He was a cultivator from the Chongxiao Society in Nanzhanbuzhou. He was in the middle stage of the Spiritualization and had already achieved great success in sword intent.

She was dressed neatly and looked like a young woman. Her face was dignified and her eyes were full of authority. "Before today's class begins, check yesterday's homework. If anyone is lazy or slack, I will find out and will not let them off easily."

It seems that students need to be assessed before class every day.

No wonder the monks in Class A all look so excited.

The golden pagoda in her hand flew out and floated in the air. The spiritual patterns fluctuated and it came down straight with the magic spell, surrounding her.

Gu Chenzhou felt dizzy and the scene changed under his feet. The other cultivators were also sucked into the "Tower of All Things" in her hand.

The Wanxiang Tower is one of the Sword Sect's treasures. The scenes in the tower can be changed at will and battles can be simulated. Even if mountains are split and seas are shaken, and the world is destroyed in the previous second, it will return to normal in the next second with a thought.

If this semi-immortal weapon had not been subdued by the Sword Sect, it would probably have caused fighting among cultivators again by now.

There were a total of sixty disciples in Class A, plus Gu Chenzhou, who stood together on a spirit boat.

Demons swarmed everywhere, covering the sky with darkness, and even the clouds were almost invisible.

Yuan Miao said no more: "One stick of incense will determine the ranking."

The standing disciples began to move. For a moment, there were streams of light all around, sword shadows were everywhere, the fighting was extremely brutal, and the swords rushed out like a punishment from heaven.

Several people took out their swords and directly formed the Wanhua Demon-Slaying Sword Formation. In an instant, a force of ten thousand kilograms came whistling.

It's amazing.

The others were no less impressive, standing on flying swords, their movements were agile, their sword intent burst out, and their magic light soared into the sky. Facing the tide of demons, they were not afraid, and the purple-robed senior sister of the Hundred Poison Sect even had time to drink while fighting.

Being so lazy and relaxed, it even makes the atmosphere around him a lot more relaxed.

"Hahaha--"

"Are you killing demons or drinking? Be careful or Master Yuan Miao will punish you later!"

"Ying Lan, get out of the way!"

A male cultivator stepped on a sword and slid behind her. A powerful sword energy appeared in front of him, which pinned all the fiercely attacking demons under the rain of swords, turning them into ashes.

"Yechen, why are you only helping Senior Sister Ying? Come and help us too!"

The sound of teasing laughter spread.

The senior sister named Ying Lan was stunned for a moment, and looked over slowly. Ye Chen's eyes were vague, and he stepped on the ground, and rushed towards the spirit boat in a panic.

Gu Chenzhou happened to run into him. He was surrounded by demons on all sides, and just took out the small wooden sword and stabbed it out awkwardly.

The man's flying sword was so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all. Fortunately, the deck of the spirit boat was spacious, and the man suddenly woke up. The sword drew waves, swung up and down a few times, and finally avoided him.

The man flew down.

Ye Chen: "What are you doing standing here, waiting to die?"

The male cultivator was between a teenager and a young man, taller than him, and looked down at him with a cold and expressionless face.

The monks in Class A usually look approachable and do not show any arrogance, but when it comes to fighting, they become extremely confident and brave, and the aura that radiates from their bodies is extremely fascinating.

Gu Chenzhou was chilled by his tone and trembled.

"You have no ability to protect yourself, why don't you hide?" He casually made a hand gesture, beheaded the demons around him, and glanced over: "Are you our Ye family's new servant?"

He grabbed Gu Chenzhou's arm directly. Gu Chenzhou had no time to dodge and was caught by him, and the wooden sword in his hand almost fell.

Ye Chen sneered, released his hand, and scolded him: "Your arms are so weak, and you can't even swing a sword. What's the difference between you and the idiot in Class Gui? It's so embarrassing."

"If you can't do it, then stand back, you piece of shit."

Ye Chen stood in front of him, and the sword formation covered him, like a barrier to block the demons that were sweeping over.

Any demon here can keep Gu Chenzhou busy. The more he dares not draw his sword, the more he will be surrounded by demons.

Just now, Ye Chen landed on the spirit boat, but didn't see him and almost knocked him away because the demon completely blocked his view.

You can't tell there's a person standing here at all.

He turned slightly to look at Gu Chenzhou coldly. Gu Chenzhou looked away and did not argue. He just listened to his sarcasm, silently raised his sword, groped his way out and stabbed the nearest monster around him.

Fall through.

The monsters here were set up for the Class A students. They were not ordinary monsters. With his self-taught mediocre skills, he couldn't hit them at all.

But his goal was not to stab the target, he just wanted to try how far he could go if he tried his best.

Seeing that he finally moved, although his hands and feet were clumsy, at least the look of him trying hard to resist was barely acceptable, and Ye Chen's expression improved slightly.

Others did not dare to offend Gu Chenzhou. They would neither take the initiative to make friends with him nor make enemies with him. They treated him as a transparent person and ignored him completely.

Only Ye Chen, a member of the Ye family, dared to come forward and communicate with him, and even ridiculed him without any disguise: "You don't have solid basic skills, you are so stupid, and you dare to come to Class A. Which idiot arranged it for you?"

If I work hard to catch up, maybe I can catch up with Class A in forty years.

For sword practitioners, to learn sword techniques, they must first practice internal skills, then external skills, and finally body skills. Only when you have fists and internal skills, can you pick up a sword and do it with ease.

The boxing here is not the narrow sense of boxing, but refers to the practice of bare hands without magic weapons. It includes many skills such as finger techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques, leg techniques, body techniques and footwork, which cannot be mastered in one day.

If these basic skills are not in place, directly learning sword will result in half the effort and twice the results for most people, except for kendo geniuses.

He talked to himself. Gu Chenzhou didn't look at him or reply to him. He just ignored what he said and focused on beating the monsters around him. Ye Chen became more and more excited as he talked: "You can't even stand steadily. Do you know how others see you? You're just a flirt."

He stretched out his hand directly, and Gu Chenzhou was pinched by him under the chin. His soft cheeks were pressed so hard by his fingertips that it hurt. Finally, he had no choice but to look up at him.

Only his face was acceptable. Ye Chen paused and retracted his hand. It was because of this face that he skipped all the procedures and entered Class A. At the same time, it also clearly wrote a few words on his face: a person with connections.

Who would have thought that he knew nothing, was a complete idiot, looked weak and incompetent, and had no perseverance.

The Ye family has been running the East Continent for so many years, and from top to bottom, there has never been a weak persimmon. If there are really weak and incompetent people, they would have been beaten to death by their teachers and the elders of the family, so as to avoid being embarrassed.

Now it's an exception.

He paused, looked at the expression on Gu Chenzhou's face, and said bluntly: "Why, you don't accept it? You can go to your cousin to complain like before, and let her beat me up too, so that she won't hate you in the future, and no one will stand up for you, and you will never have the chance to avenge today by yourself."