Chapter 60: Teach Them a Lesson

The three guys rushed over angrily. Zhang Xiaofan stood still, his eyes cold and stern, staring fixedly at the three of them.

Liu Gang, the son of the demolition team leader; Azhe, the heir of an unknown gang; and the tall and stupid-looking guy behind them also had an extraordinary background. The three of them were fearless, laughing and joking.

The former homeroom teacher resigned because he was stripped naked and thrown out of the campus by these three guys. The classmates in the class even took pictures of him. Finally, he couldn't face staying there anymore and developed depression.

The class was too chaotic, with many rich second-generation students.

However, when the three guys approached the podium, they suddenly found that the surrounding air seemed to have become tangible. A powerful pressure pressed on their backs like a heavy mountain.

The faces of the three guys changed drastically. They looked at each other as if they had seen ghosts, their faces turning pale.

"If you don't know how to respect your teachers, kneel down!"

Zhang Xiaofan still stood there calmly and said coldly. The foreheads of the three students broke out in cold sweat, and their feet trembled, but they still insisted stubbornly.

The other students watched and didn't notice anything unusual. Some even shouted behind them, asking why they didn't go up.

"Kneel down!"

Zhang Xiaofan shouted again. The three felt the pressure increasing even more and finally couldn't help but kneel down in front of Zhang Xiaofan with a thud, beads of sweat pouring down their foreheads.

This was just the imposing pressure released by Zhang Xiaofan. These were all ordinary people, and he still held back. Otherwise, if he released all his pressure, the souls of all the students in the class would be shattered.

"Do you three know what you did wrong?"

Zhang Xiaofan walked up to the three and said slowly. The other students were shocked. These three students were all powerful figures. Other classes' students didn't dare to provoke them, and even teachers were afraid when they saw them.

However, now they knelt down in front of a newly appointed teacher. Especially since this teacher looked so young and thin, these three guys were fearless, but what happened today?

The three guys were stubborn and still gritted their teeth on the ground, refusing to admit defeat no matter what.

Zhang Xiaofan sighed. After all, his identity was that of a teacher now, and his pressure could harm the souls of these three students. So he reined in his energy.

"You three go back to your seats and just listen carefully in class."

The three students felt relieved as if a heavy burden had been lifted. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's face, they clearly showed some fear and hurriedly returned to their seats. They felt that this teacher was definitely extraordinary or knew some witchcraft.

They had never knelt down to anyone since they were young. Today, having suffered such humiliation, how could they let it go? As soon as they returned to their seats, they started calling people on their phones, planning to kill this teacher first.

As for the other students, they were even more oblivious. They just thought the teacher's voice was loud when he shouted. Apart from that, there was nothing unusual. Seeing that the three didn't strip Zhang Xiaofan of his clothes and pants, they were a bit disappointed that there was no good show and continued playing with their own things.

Zhang Xiaofan stood on the podium, feeling a bit headache. It seemed that without using some means, these guys wouldn't listen to him.

He silently recited the Demon God Technique and suddenly spread his palm. Threads of yellowish energy spread throughout the classroom.

A female student was looking at herself in the mirror, admiring her delicate face and combing her hair with a comb. Suddenly, she felt a lot of hair falling off her head. So she combed with her hand and found that wherever the comb went, large clumps of hair fell off.

"Ah... What's going on? Why am I losing so much hair?"

The female student let out a scream, threw away the comb, and still looked at herself in the mirror, grabbing her hair. With each grab, large clumps of hair fell off until she became bald.

There was also a rich second-generation little fatty applying a facial mask. Suddenly, he felt difficulty breathing. When he removed the mask, he found a ghost face staring at him sinisterly and then sticking to his face. That ugly face seemed to merge with him and could never be removed. The whole person was scared to fall to the ground, constantly scratching his face, but actually seeing himself tearing off the skin on his face piece by piece.

As for Liu Gang, who was calling people on the phone to kill Zhang Xiaofan, he suddenly found that the open-eyed Guan Gong tattoo on his back came to life, wielding a Qinglong Crescent Blade and chasing him wildly.

The guy with the green dragon tattoo on his body also had the dragon come alive. Its sharp claws and ferocious face wanted to tear him into pieces.

In the classroom, all the students went crazy. Some were shouting about ghosts, and some were struggling desperately, crying and begging for help.

They all wanted to escape from the classroom but found no way out. They were in a space, a black space, with no one else around, only them and the demon.

Zhang Xiaofan stood on the podium, watching the students go crazy, a smile appearing on his lips. But suddenly he noticed that the female student from the military academy, Tan Qiu Yu, who was holding a dagger inside, was not infected at all. She was just curiously watching the surrounding classmates and curiously sizing up Zhang Xiaofan.

"This female student named Tan Qiu Yu has a background beyond my imagination! I didn't expect that dagger to be a magic weapon that can ward off evil spirits. Could it be that she is from the mysterious Dragon Group in the legend?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan felt incredible. That magic weapon was a top-tier one that could cut iron like mud and destroy everything.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the students in the class who had gone completely mad and decided to stop. If this continued, they would suffer a mental breakdown, which would be too costly.

"Wake up!"

When they were most afraid and desperate, Zhang Xiaofan's thunderous voice suddenly echoed in their minds, pulling them out of the abyss of no return. After everyone woke up, they found everything was okay. Everyone was sweating profusely as if they had survived a catastrophe.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xiaofan with different eyes, some with fear, some with awe!

Only Tan Qiu Yu was still holding the dagger, flipping it up and down, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaofan, seriously sizing him up.

"Alright, it's over. Let's have a normal class. Since I'm your homeroom teacher, I'll teach you well. Those with tattoos, go wash them off quickly. If you're not serious in class, I don't know what will happen."

The people below were still shivering, but now they were as obedient as lambs.

Tan Qiu Yu, this girl was full of heroic spirit, with delicate features, a jade nose, and was a school beauty. In her courtyard, she was also a little princess, doted on by her brothers and held in high esteem. That's why she was usually so spoiled and overbearing.

Now looking at Zhang Xiaofan, she thought Zhang Xiaofan knew some unorthodox skills and was not presentable. Finally, she coldly said a sentence.

"Teacher, bullying ordinary people is nothing to brag about. How about we have a showdown?"

Zhang Xiaofan had just picked up his textbook when he suddenly frowned, looking at the extremely beautiful girl. This girl was about the same age as him, not only beautiful but also full of heroic spirit, really worth appreciating.

"You don't need to wash the fire phoenix on your back. Since you're at school, you should attend class seriously. Otherwise, why come here?"

Before Zhang Xiaofan could finish speaking, a dagger suddenly flew over. Zhang Xiaofan casually stretched out a hand and caught the flying dagger between his fingers, then put the dagger away.

"Your thing, I'll keep it for now. I'll give it back to you after class. Now let's start the formal class. Take out your geography textbooks."