Ultimate Class One: God rewards hard work, the best class teacher

Time and space conversion_Golden time and space.

Jin Bi Ke went around in circles and ran back to Guava High School. Looking at the renovated school, a hint of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

After leaving Guava High School, he hadn't been able to wander around for long before he was tied up by Huaguoshan.

Damn, Jin Bi Ke gets angry when he thinks about this. If those three bastards hadn’t run away quickly, he would definitely return all the anger he had suffered over the years.

"Hey, this old man..." Jin Baosan walked over with a step that showed he didn't care about his relatives.

"Grandpa....Hey hey hey, hey hey hey...How is this possible?"

Jin Baosan, who came out of the school gate, immediately widened his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him who was very familiar to him in disbelief.

No, it should be said that the entire Ultimate Class... No, no, no, it is the old principal Qian Laiye, who is absolutely familiar to the students of Ultimate Class ten years ago.

Didn’t he just step down as the principal of Guava High School after he died?

"Brother Bao San, do you know this old man?" Jian kept asking in a low voice.

"Oh my god~" Jin Baosan screamed and shouted in fear: "Boss... Bah bah bah, no, why is it you, the old principal?"

"What's wrong, Bao San? Are you surprised to see me, the principal?" Qian Laiye asked with a smile.

At the same time, he was also looking at the kid Jin Bao San.

After all, he is his only son, a descendant of the same blood, no matter how disappointing he is.

In just a moment, he saw his golden pen floating in Jin Baosan's Dantian Qi Sea, constantly refining his true energy.

Moreover, Jin Baosan's fighting power and true energy are almost pure to the extreme.

With just a small opportunity, Jin Bao San can instantly transform into the Realm Sequence, and in one fell swoop go from a useless Muggle to the top supernatural practitioner in the twelve time and space.

He can also inherit the power of the Golden Pen Master's golden pen and practice his predictive rules.

"But didn't Principal Jia Yong say..." Jin Baosan stepped forward cautiously and poked Jin Bi Ke lightly with his finger, feeling that it was not an illusory ghost.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily, "Old Principal, why did you lie about the death?"

"Me?" Jin Bi Ke almost vomited blood.

"Death news? When did I die?"

"That's what Principal Jia Yong said." Jin Baosan said casually.

"He said you had a stroke, so you retired and let him take over the position of principal. Not long after that, he died in a nursing home~"

"Gan~" Jinbi Ke almost broke his old teeth.

"I'm alive and well, not dead..."

He clearly resigned on his own initiative, and then went off to wander around different time and space. Before leaving, he just asked Jia Yong to come up with a better-sounding reason.

There's nothing we can do about it. That group of students come back every year to hold student reunions. It's really annoying.

Who knew that Jia Yong would directly give him a death certificate.

"You..." Jin Bi Ke was just about to talk to Jin Bao San about unlocking the combat power in his body.

Suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he looked at an old man in a white robe with white beard, who was slowly walking into the school.

Jin Bi Ke waved his hand, and Jin Bao San and his two followers trembled all over and became confused.

The next moment, the three of them opened their eyes again. Jin Baosan was confused, "Strange, what's wrong with me?"

"Where is Principal Qian?"

Jane and Li Lai kept shaking their heads, and they also felt dizzy.

When they looked at the school gate again, apart from the three of them still standing there, there was no trace of Qian Laiye. He had disappeared without a trace long ago.

This old principal is really elusive, just like before.

Qian Laiye stood on the rooftop of the new teaching building of Ultimate Class One, following the figure of the old man in white robe, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"The Holy Light ghost's things dare to cause trouble in the Golden Time and Space?"

"You don't have to worry about breaking your teeth, old ghost. I'll go find King Lan and take a look at the situation in your light space-time."

In front of the Ultimate Class One teaching building, Priest Tumeng looked upstairs and a ray of holy light flashed in his eyes.

The An Da Judgment Knight, who was hiding in the shadows, said with fear: "Priest, do we really have to use the power of the Holy Lord to forcibly convert their faith?"

"If the legends of the Golden Time knew about this..."

"Are you afraid of death?" asked Tumeng Priest coldly.

"In order to practice the way of holy light and strengthen the power of light and space, even if it means death..." Priest Tumen paused and said coldly: "Then I will die!"

"A supernatural walker with the strongest talent and bloodline, an illusionist with the strongest talent in illusionary time and space, and four young people with strong luck..."

"It is worth sacrificing our lives to let them feel the faith of Holy Light!"

Hearing Tumon's words, the An Da Judgment Knight's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "Priest, as a Judgment Knight, I am willing to sacrifice my life for the Holy Lord!"

"Let's begin!" said Priest Tumeng coldly.

Immediately, milky white halos rippled from his body, transforming into invisible waves that enveloped the teaching building in an instant.

The sound of the holy light faith chanted loudly, drifting towards the Ultimate Class.

The invisible ripples transformed into a ray of holy light, turning the teaching building where Ultimate Class One was located into a completely white world of holy light.

The Tumeng priest took out a small statue and said respectfully: "My Lord of Light, I pray that you will send down your holy light to make the ignorant..."

In an instant, the statue burst into brilliant holy light.

There was a flash of fanaticism in the eyes of Tumon Priest and Anda Judge Knight, and they were about to continue chanting the spell.

"ban!"

Qian Laiye suddenly stood in front of the Tumeng priest, raised his hand and a dazzling light of pale golden light completely covered the Holy Light Realm.

The holy light was also imprisoned and returned to the small statue little by little.

Tumeng and An Da also stood there in a daze. The time and space around them no longer flowed, and they were completely trapped in it.

Qian Laiye grabbed the small statue and looked at it, sneering: "Shengguang, you... have crossed the line!"

The words fell.

Qian Laiye gave it a light pinch and the statue instantly turned into ashes.

A ray of holy light floated out from it and transformed into a holy light phantom. "Who destroys my god..." The holy light phantom had just said halfway when it suddenly paused.

The shadow stared at Jinbi Ke and said through gritted teeth: "Jinbi Ke, you destroyed my statue, are you going to go to war with me?"

"Hehe, whether to start a war or not is no longer up to you to decide!" Qian Laiye sneered.

"Huh?" The phantom was stunned for a moment, then looked around carefully.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately knew everything that Tumeng Priest had done. The phantom's face instantly turned ugly.

Before the Holy Light Shadow could say anything, the Golden Pen Master waved his hand and dispersed his shadow.

"Later, King Lan will come and talk to you."

"Gold..." The holy light shadow only had time to utter one word before it was dispersed.