Chapter 29 Equipment Teacher

The big hands as hard as minions pinched his throat, and a pair of cold and godless eyes could be faintly seen through the other party's scattered hair. Wang Wujian once again confirmed that this was a life-and-death struggle for unknown reasons, but it was obviously not his style to die silently in the snowdrift.

Wang Wujian grabbed the other party's wrist with both hands and tried to pull it away. However, the other party's brute force is like the weight of Mount Tai. How can he beat him? Wang Wujian took the strength to open one of his thumbs and slightly reduced the illusion of suffocation. His right palm turned into a hook and hit the other party's heart acupoint vertically.

The opponent's body was slightly together, and his hands were sent. Wang Wujian quickly took a breath, but it returned to his original state in an instant. Wang Wujian once again condensed his whole body and hit the heart acupuncture point, but this time he did not get the expected result. Instead, he was blocked back with his strong soul power, and his whole right arm for a while. The soreness is no longer able to make a third blow.

The stars in the sky became hazy, and a sweet blood blocked Wang Wujian's throat. He wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out. He even clearly heard the sound of his throat bone breaking, and the breath of death instantly permeated his mind, which was about to lose consciousness.

At this moment, a voice shouted, "Crazy? Get out of here!"

Although the voice was fierce, Wang Wujian could feel that he was his own savior.

Sure enough, a pair of big hands immediately loosened, and the whole person quickly flew ten steps away. Wang Wujian's breath instantly became smooth. He sucked the cold air, and the blood foam from the corners of his mouth fell into the snow and splashed a few gorgeous flowers.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey, fun, fun, fun..." The man called "crazy" clapping his hands and giggled towards the other end, but the seemingly crazy monster can walk 100 meters away in a moment.

Wang Wujian stood up in shock, covered his throat with one hand and patted the snowflakes on his body in the other, and his panicked eyes lingered between the savior and the murderer.

"I don't know if I can't leave the dormitory building after ringing the bell at night?" The man asked harshly and strode over.

Wang Wujian stared at his savior and felt a little uneasy. Will he be punished on the first day of school?

The comer is a strong and tall man. He should be in his 40s in terms of normal age, but it may be that he has lived for hundreds of years and has not become old. His red hair covers most of his face on his shoulders, and he can barely see his serious eyes.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm a freshman, cough, I don't understand the rules..."

"Freshman? Freshmen should stay in the dormitory honestly instead of running out to see the snow in the middle of the night! You know, every time he dies in his hands, it's 'new students' like you!" The other party roared loudly, and the violent voice echoed on both sides of the wall dozens of meters wide.

Wang Wujian is not a person who is willing to be angry. He has just escaped from death and is inexplicably shouted by him. The fire in his heart is suddenly strong, but he quickly controlled his impulsive thoughts and is always unwise to do it openly with the teacher!

"What's your name? Why did you come out alone?" The other party calmed down and asked faintly.

"My name is Wang Wujian, teacher. I rarely saw snow before, and I couldn't help such a beautiful scenery **, so I wanted to go out for a walk. I didn't expect this to happen..."

"Do you rarely see snow? Humph! What a stupid excuse!" The man sneered.

This is indeed a stupid excuse, but it is true that Wang Wujian rarely sees snow. He can only see some snow grains all year round. He has only seen such goose feather snow and such thick snow layers in the book.

"He used to be a character in the college, but then he went crazy. Generally speaking, he doesn't kill people, he just scares people!" The man explained.

"Is this also called scaring people?" Wang Wujian was a little ashamed to hear it, and he could still feel the bloody smell in his throat. If he hadn't shouted in time, he would have said goodbye to the world.

"I am a fighting teacher in the college. I have been responsible for teaching new students' short weapon fighting skills this year. Your boxing skills are very good, and you can be regarded as a strong person in martial arts at the same level. I hope to see your excellent weapon skills next time." The teacher said calmly, "Which class are you in?"

"Well, it's my teacher!" Wang Wujian was a little surprised to hear his praise, but he was a little angry that he didn't show up earlier to help. He subconsciously replied, "I'm in Huang class, teacher."

The corners of the other party's eyes were slightly raised, with a skeptical look. Wang Wujian guessed that he could not understand why he was still divided into Huangban with his reach and background?

"If you have enjoyed the snow scenery, you will immediately return to your bedroom. If you are still not satisfied, I can accompany you!" The other party's tone became stiff.

"Enough is enough. I'll go back now." Wang Wujian quickly replied that it was not as refreshing to enjoy the scenery with such a person who is more profound than a ghost. He bowed and said, "Good night, teacher!" He hurried back along the same road. He didn't want to meet such a strange teacher or an old monster like crazy again.

The next day, the clock came late, but it still woke up many people from their beautiful dreams.

Wang Wujian stretched out his tired body, picked up the toiletries and went to the bathroom in the room. Through the mirror, he could also see the bruises left on his neck last night.

"Ha ha, I'm not even as good as a madman!" Wang Wujian looked at himself in the mirror and laughed.

The heavy snow that has been flying for days has finally come to an end. The sun, which has been hidden for four or five days, hangs in the blue sky again, which seems to indicate that there will be a lot of good news for today's "admission conference".

As a team leader, Wang Wujian must be the first to arrive at the hall to receive the badges of the classmates, an exquisite card that can identify the identity of students. Most of the children of these nobles have seen the badges of the elders in the family. Under this influence, everyone looks forward to wearing their own badge one day.

The snow on the ground flooded the ankles, but no one cleaned it, even if it was just a narrow walkway. Looking at the footprints left yesterday on the road, it means that no one has taken a step out of the dormitory building today.

"These people are so lazy!"

Wang Wujian turned his head and glanced at the flag flying in the sun, and the edge of the flag inlaid with gold glittered.

The crazy arrogance and mystery came to his mind again. The nightmare man almost disturbed his rest all night, and the bruises left on his neck forced him to wrap it in a crimson scarf.

Although there are curtains in the opposite girl's dormitory, the lively voice means that they are more diligent than boys. From time to time, someone will appear in the corridor to watch this snow-white world. Most of these girls who are greedy for the snow scenery are girls living in the south. They may hate the rain. It is inconvenient to travel, but the white snow brings a moist feeling to myself.

Wang Wujian walked for a quarter of an hour before he came to the hall. The magnificent door reminded him of the magnificent house at home, and a cold wind aggravated this feeling of homesickness.

"When is it? No one has come to open the door yet? I want to freeze you and me to death!" Wang Wujian gently kicked the blue door and said to himself. There are two old elms on both sides of the gate that are no less than a hundred years old. There are big trees guarding the door, which is the most prominent feature of the college.

Wang Wujian has always had the habit of practicing in the early morning, but it's a little difficult to get here. How can he practice kung fu when he has to walk faster in such a cold weather? But at this moment, in order to generate some heat, he kept kicking the ancient wood and muttering: "Open the door! It's freezing!"

Step after step gradually transformed into various leg methods to hit the big tree in turn, which was enough for two people to hug such a thick ancient wood and shake slightly, and the snow carried on the branches shook off a large area.

Wang Wujian unconsciously entered the realm of martial arts practice. He didn't care about the surrounding environment at all. He concentrated on hitting tree trunks and maintaining physical balance in the snow.

A faint fragrance came into his nostrils for a long time because the source of fragrance had not left. Wang Wujian found a girl in a white mink velvet coat at the moment of turning around. The snow-white velvet hat covered half of her white face, but Wang Wujian could recognize her as the Tianban leader Yu Chiyan at a glance.