Entering from outside the classroom were two white-haired beauties.
They were dressed in formal women's suits, identical to the attire of the homeroom teacher, Oregi Yūri, but above those two suits were two magnificent faces.
Skirk went without saying; anyone who saw her face would find her incredibly stunning, definitely a rare beauty.
In the entire class, perhaps only a very few girls could even be compared to this teacher.
As for the other one, Jingliu, although her eyes were covered by a blind blindfold, the aura she exuded made it impossible to look away; looking for too long might even make one feel frozen and unable to move.
"Hi! These two are the combat teachers who will be guiding you for a while, Teacher Jingliu and Teacher Skirk!"
Homeroom teacher Oregi Yūri had a harmless smile on her face as she introduced these two eye-catching teachers to the class, but any student who was even slightly clever noticed the homeroom teacher's attitude...
She seemed to respect these two combat teachers very much?
In other words, are they very strong?
After a brief cheer, some students began to whisper among themselves below.
"Our new teachers are so beautiful!"
"Tch, what's the use of being pretty? Can they actually fight? One of them is even blind!"
"What does it matter? Isn't combat class just us practicing against each other? Is it important if the teacher has skills?"
"Anyway, it's enough that they're easy on the eyes! After all, these two are not at all inferior to the Princess in our class!"
The Princess naturally referred to the heroine who had transferred from another country, Stella Vermillion.
Just a few days before school started, she, as in the plot, had a battle with Ikki Kurogane and was defeated directly by his Ittō Shura.
The male and female protagonists still became roommates, but none of this had anything to do with Jingliu and Skirk; after all, all they cared about now was practicing the sword and becoming stronger...
If they could fight against those strong people and improve their own swordsmanship, that would be for the best!
But now, these students before them didn't seem to have realized one thing...
"Teacher Jingliu, Teacher Skirk?"
Since they were Blazers, the students' words naturally entered the teachers' ears without missing a single word.
Oregi Yūri looked at these two big shots beside her with some nervousness, and her smile couldn't help but freeze.
Although there is the phrase 'young and frivolous,' and it's fine for young people to be a bit arrogant or proud, you can't just casually say a teacher is no good!
And this time, the targets were Jingliu and Skirk—people whom even the Director respected immensely...
Oregi Yūri had personally seen the Director of this academy, Shinguji Kurono, bowing to them!
These students are simply too insolent!
"Everyone, be quiet..."
Oregi Yūri originally wanted to interrupt the students' whispering and then use as gentle a tone as possible to cover the matter, but the person beside her was even faster than she was.
Boom, boom, boom—!
Even though there was clearly nothing around, everyone in the classroom could feel a sense of oppression sweeping over them.
A sword intent carrying an intense chill enveloped the entire classroom in an instant, causing all the noise in the room to vanish.
The students remained in their laughing and talking postures, not daring to move even an inch, as if any action would cause them to fall into a ten-thousand-year-old ice cave!
And the initiator of all this was the combat teacher standing next to Oregi Yūri, Jingliu.
Relying solely on the sword intent she released, she suppressed all dozens of people in the class; not a single person dared to resist.
Even Ikki Kurogane, who had already experienced Jingliu's oppression before, shut his mouth at this time, not daring to make a sound.
Looking at the deathly silence before her, Jingliu nodded with satisfaction.
"My sword—whoever wants to learn, I shall teach."
"Regardless of whether they are suited for martial arts, regardless of whether their talent is superior or inferior, I will impart swordsmanship techniques and guide them in combat."
"If they are unwilling, I will also give them the right to withdraw, leaving the choice in their own hands."
"I advise you to conduct yourselves well and act according to your abilities."
As Jingliu's voice fell, she walked out of the classroom alone, and Skirk took over Jingliu's words...
"In addition to normal combat guidance, we will also observe your potential during the course to find someone who can inherit our legacy..."
Skirk's gaze swept across the students present one by one; most people's eyes revealed terror, with only a very few radiating light.
"From the current situation, most people are very mediocre..."
"But being mediocre doesn't matter; as long as you are willing to work hard, you might not necessarily fail to become strong in the future."
"So, see you in combat class. I hope by then, you have already made the mental preparation to 'become strong.'"
"Instead of showing such cowardly expressions as you are now..."
Soon, Skirk also left.
But even though the two teachers had been gone for a long time, the chill in the classroom still hadn't dissipated. For most students, it felt as if a stone were pressing on their hearts, making it impossible to relax.
"Haha, both combat teachers have very distinct personalities!"
"Everyone, don't take it too much to heart; just focus on being yourselves. If you really can't hold on, you can also come find me..."
To ease the students' emotions, Oregi Yūri had put in a lot of effort, fulfilling what a teacher should do.
The students also seemed to see hope, turning their gazes toward Oregi Yūri.
"Teacher Oregi, can we file a complaint with you?"
The actions of Jingliu and Skirk had completely overturned these students' impressions of teachers, so some of them wanted to use the rules to carry out an effective countermeasure.
Only, Oregi Yūri's next words made them lose heart.
"What are you thinking? It's useless to complain to a teacher!"
"If you really can't keep going, I can only help you transfer classes..."
Oregi Yūri had already made it very clear. These two combat teachers possessed immense skill; it was an honor for them to teach you. They would not accept any complaints, and even if you reported it to the Director, nothing would happen.
The only action that could "resist" these two teachers was transferring classes; as long as they transferred to a class where they didn't teach combat, there would be no problem.
After a long while, the classroom gradually returned to normal, and the crimson girl looked at Ikki Kurogane beside her at this time.
"Ikki, are those two the... teachers you mentioned before?"
"That's right, it's them... but I didn't know they were teachers back then!"
Ikki's expression also became exceptionally solemn because of what just happened, but Stella was different.
"With that kind of sword intent, they must be very powerful people, right? It seems coming to the Far East this time was indeed the right choice!"
Stella had come to the Far East to become stronger; now that she had seen such strong teachers, she naturally had more aspirations for the future.
Regarding this, Ikki also nodded as a matter of course.
"Although it might be very hard, the two teachers' attitudes are enough to show that they truly want to help students become stronger!"
Where there is joy, there is naturally worry.
Some students were celebrating the teachers' strength, while others were worrying about the future hardships.
However, aside from these two emotions, a third emotion seemed to be hidden in the corner of the classroom...
A certain tall, purple-haired boy had not yet recovered from the previous sword intent. Because of certain life experiences, he was able to detect something else from that sword intent.
Hatred!
"In that teacher's sword intent, why is there such unforgettable hatred?"
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