Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Before the demon teacher could finish his opening statement, Dekan had already walked to a seat on the opposite side of the stage and sat on it nonchalantly.
"Let's start the performance."
He resembled a judge, propping his chin up with one hand and leaning back in the chair.
His behavior left the students of the Demon Choir puzzled.
What made Dekan's arrogance even more pronounced was that he turned the chair around, facing away from the choir.
The music teacher fell silent for a moment and then said, "Fine, let's begin."
If this student was so cocky that he wouldn't even allow the introduction, then there was no need to explain the rules. After all, participation in the classroom was voluntary. When the kill mechanism was triggered, they would follow the rules accordingly.
The music teacher smirked and turned to the students of the choir, starting to play a large instrument in front of him.
The instrument looked like a piano and sounded like one, so Dekan decided it was a piano. It had a slightly peculiar tone. But to Dekan, the tone was never the most important aspect of a piano. What he cared about was its structure -- it was perfect to convert into a barbecue grill for the pool party.
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Amidst the accompaniment, the Demon Choir began their synchronized singing. The style of their performance was noisy and entrancing, with a hint of decadence, like the murmurs of the fallen and the sighs of the judges, carrying an indescribable charm, as if they intended to immerse and bewilder the listeners.
Not even five minutes had passed before they completed their first rendition.
Dekan didn't react at all until they finished singing.
He didn't even show any intention of applauding.
Instead, he expressed some dissatisfaction, saying, "Unfortunately, I can't turn around for you with this chair."
Dekan sighed and stood up.
"This is how the song goes. I'll teach it to you once, so listen carefully."
As he spoke, Dekan walked toward the stage.
This made the music teacher and the students of the Demon Choir furious.
Turning h
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Current schedule is a bit unstable. But I will try to get 5chapters/week. Been a bit difficult, having some depression issues lately.