Chapter 68: The female lecturer frightened to tears (1/2)

Chapter 68: The female lecturer frightened to tears

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“This state, how fantastic.” Song Shuhang’s eyes shone. In this state, he could clearly feel himself and everything around him. If he added on this state when he cultivates in the ?Vajra Foundation Building Fist Technique?, his understanding towards the fist technique would deepen, and it would lead to better results when he cultivates!

“To constantly maintain the mental energy actively, that would require much more training.” Song Shuhang inwardly mused.

Next, he rested for a while to recover his consumption of mental energy.

Unwittingly, the first lesson was already in its second half.

His three roommates still hadn’t shown up……. Those fellas were fed alcohol till they were dead drunk by Shuhang, it can’t be that they were still laid out like corpses, right?

It was still rather early, after his mind recovered, Shuhang began to try out the last trick utilizing mental energy.

‘Mental oppression.’

This could make people who have less mental energy feel oppressed. It would make the opposite party feel dismay, fear, mountain-like pressure and many other negative affects. If the disparity between the user and the victim’s mental energy is very large, the victim might see a weak illusion.

While Shuhang followed the steps of the technique to congeal his mental energy, he looked for a suitable target for oppression. If his three roommates were here, Song Shuhang would definitely test this mental oppression out on them.

Best friends are for s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g with after all!

It’s a pity that those three fellows hadn’t come to cla.s.s, so he had no choice but to look for someone who he had closer relations to in the cla.s.sroom, or had problems with him to test.

Song Shuhang thought that way, and turned his head to survey his surroundings, looking for a target.

It was right at this moment, that he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

“You must be Student Song Shuhang, would you please answer this question.” On the platform, the female lecturer who was young and had short hair pointed at Song Shuhang’s photo in the cla.s.s register and called for him to answer a question.

This female lecturer was a new lecturer in Jiangnan University, because Teacher Renshui had both legs broken, she would take over Teacher Renshui’s cla.s.ses for this whole month.

From the start of the lesson, she found Song Shuhang placed his textbook vertically on the table while using his phone.

That’s fine, it’s just playing with his phone, this was a university and everybody was mature. However, Song Shuhang looked at the surroundings of the cla.s.s, and kept turning his head.

The sixth sense she had as a woman told her: “This student named Song Shuhang is up to something bad?!”

Thus, she searched the cla.s.s register photos for Song Shuhang, to have him stand up and answer a question.

Song Shuhang heard the female lecturer’s summons. He subconsciously stood up, with both of his eyes looking towards the young female lecturer. That was when… tragedy struck!

Song Shuhang had been keeping his ‘mental oppression’ congealed, and had been looking for a lab rat to test it on. His ‘mental oppression’ had already been ready to fire a long time ago!

Being suddenly summoned and turning to the female lecturer, the mental oppression which was like a drawn bow was released, it slammed hard towards the female lecturer.

Song Shuhang shouted “oh c.r.a.p” in his mind.

When the young female lecturer locked gazes with Song Shuhang, she suddenly felt dizzy and her vision blur.

Next, she felt Song Shuhang’s eyes enlarge infinitely, occupying her entire line of sight. Like a predator who had its eyes fixed on a prey, he gave her a deathly glare. That oppressive feeling was like a whole building pressing down on her body.

How terrifying!

This student named Song Shuhang has very scary eyes, this Student Song Shuhang is terrifying! Has he gotten angry? He wouldn’t beat me up, right?

For unknown reasons, the young female lecturer felt more and more afraid, tears slid down her eyes unintentionally, and covered her face, she couldn’t get it to stop.

Under her skirt, her legs constantly trembled and softened, she couldn’t stand steadily.

“Waa…… I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Waawuu……” The young female lecturer suddenly wailed, she wiped her tears, “I won’t call your name again, please don’t beat me, wuwu…… I’m scared…… please let me off……”

While wailing like this, the female lecturer wiped her tears. Then like a melodramatic Korean drama protagonist, with tears dripping down her eyes she pushed the door open and ran away, the echoes of her crying could be heard from the lecture room even when she was out in the corridor.