The clown turns out to be myself.

These wealthy businessmen and rich peasants were shouting, excitedly looking forward to Char's rubbing Colin, but they didn't know how the nobles were feeling.

"Even if you have learned etiquette for more than a year, civilians are civilians. They are rude."

Ms. Anna held her big breasts with both hands, and her face was unhappy, so she shook her head gently.

"Come on, Colin. I want you to know the gap between bloodlines." Charl seemed to be a irritable gorilla, holding the hilt of the training sword in both hands, erected the sword in front of his chest, and let out a roar.

Colin smiled slightly, not angry. He held the sword in both hands and placed it on his waist, and the tip of the sword was facing downward, posing in a dragging sword style.

"Hu." Colin took a deep breath, and his chest expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing his already extremely developed chest muscles to reach an exaggeration. Thick blue veins appeared on his arms holding the sword. His right foot stepped forward, both as heavy as a mountain and as thunderous as a thunderous momentum.

Colin came to Charle in the blink of an eye, released a thousand pounds of force with his arms, swung his sword from bottom to top, and directly cut towards Charle's middle goal.

Experts will know if there is any.

This sword burst out with 100% of Colin's ability, improving his bloodline, attribute points and two levels of Luo'er's military sword technique to the extreme.

The sword is like thunder, unstoppable.

"What?" Bill opened his eyes wide, and the expression on his face seemed to see a flying snake, full of incredible ideas. As Colin's best friend, he never believed that Colin could use such a sword.

The noble children who looked indifferently no longer had their expressions. They opened their mouths, widened their eyes, and silently said, "Damn it."

"This is impossible. Didn't this guy fail to improve his bloodline? Even if the bloodline is successful, it wouldn't be completely different from each other. The gap is too big." Brian's head buzzed, as if there were 100,000 mosquitoes circling, so that the training sword in his hand fell to the ground with a sound. Fortunately, he didn't hit the instep, otherwise it would be funny.

The rich businessmen and children of rich peasants who had just shouted that Char had taught Colin a lesson were like big white geese that had been strangled, and they no longer had the momentum of a village tyrant.

"Impossible. He could not hide his strength under my nose, and there was no need to hide his strength. Before taking the blood potion, Colin was indeed a hardworking but mediocre student. Even if he succeeded in taking the blood potion, there would be no such big change. Something must have happened during this period." Ms. Anna could no longer stand calmly with her big breasts in her arms. She looked at the sword that happened in a daze, and her hands fell unconsciously.

The students and teachers who were watching were all lost in an instant, stunning Colin's sword, let alone Char, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, he was only afraid.

At this moment, he had an illusion, as if he was not facing his classmates, but a brave and extremely experienced powerful knight.

But fear was only a moment, and shame and anger took the upper hand. He just got green by his girlfriend and encountered this incident again. He had no face at all.

"Ah!!!" Char burst out all his courage and waved his sword angrily. This sword was also extremely neat, exerting twelve percent of his strength.

"Bump!!" The two training swords collided together, and sparks burst out between the blunt swords without Kaifeng. After the moment of stalemate, Char staggered, his hands and wrists numb, and he almost couldn't hold the heavy training sword.

But Colin did not spoil him. He stepped on his feet, turned his hands and turned his sword with his hands, blocking Char, and making Char unsteady in the battle.

At this moment, if Colin stabbed Char with the tip of the sword, even if it was a dull sword, it would probably kill Char. He hesitated for a moment, and finally turned to use the hilt of the sword and crashed into Char's heart fiercely.

With a "touch", Chal seemed to have a shell out of the cannon chamber and flew out, and his back fell to the ground. The wet soil splashed up and landed on Charl's face.

However, Charle did not reach out to wipe the dirty soil. He lay on the ground with his hands spread out, his eyes wide open and stared at the sky, losing consciousness, and the training sword rolled aside.

The scene was calm and the atmosphere was a bit scary. After a moment, heavy breathing sounded. Those students who watched the fun and shouted Charle to teach Colin a lesson all showed fear, no longer as arrogant as before.

The down-and-out and embarrassed nobles are not scary. In this school, they can laugh at Colin at will. But a powerful and powerful noble is a different matter.

Although Brian sarcastically sarcastically at Colin, Brian never sarcastically at other nobles.

Ms. Anna broke the calm. She frowned, because she was so surprised that she did not stop the final blow. If Colin had used the tip of the sword just now, then someone would have died.

The rules in this regard are actually beneficial to the nobles.

The school allows competitions, but if there is disability, the head teacher will certainly be the first to be affected. But if the nobles kill civilians, the nobles will be punished very lightly. On the contrary, civilians will most likely be sentenced to death.

Ms. Anna walked up and looked down at Charle's injuries. The guy lost consciousness and was chaotic. A large area of ​​his left chest was sunken. He gently touched Charle's strong chest and pressed it for a while. At least three of his ribs were broken. His strong body simply defended against the power of the last blow.

The heart may pause in an instant, but it quickly resumed its beating.

In short, it was seriously injured, but it couldn't die.

"Please him to the infirmary." Ms. Anna did not sympathize with Char at all, but just raised her head and said lightly to the two civilian trainees.

The two civilian trainees came up without saying a word, lifted Char, picked up Char's sword, and trotted to the infirmary.

"Let's talk about strength and speed, from the perspective of sword drawing and the change in sword power, your sword technique has made great progress and is beautiful." Although Ms. Anna was surprised by Colin's progress in a short period of time, she would like to appreciate this student she had always admired.

"It's all because of your careful teaching." Colin smiled slightly and bent down to salute.

Anna laughed slightly. Judging from the performance of these rude civilian students and the performance of the noble boy in front of her, there was indeed a gap between the noble and the civilian.

Even some extraordinary people really rely on the sword in their hands to obtain the identity and surname of the nobles, which will take several generations to develop this kind of education and speaking skills.

"No. You suddenly made such great progress, but it has nothing to do with me." Ms. Anna did not take credit, but shook her head and said.
Chapter completed!