Chapter 521 Beat the Instructor

The scorching sun was shining, and there was no intention of weakening at all, and the people in Su Lin's class had already been called by the instructor to run four full laps on the playground, and they could go back to continue training with one more lap.

"Huhu... Boss Su Lin! Do you think our instructor has taken gunpowder? Why do you think he is so angry? Look, there are other classes like us who are punished for running as soon as they come. ?"

Feng Shaoyu is relatively thin-skinned and tender. Although he is tall and tall, his physical strength is far from that of others. The playground of Qingbei University has run 400 meters in a circle, and after only four laps, it is almost impossible to support it. Panting, under the scorching sun, it seems that he may faint at any time.

"Shaoyu, hold on! There's only one more lap. Who knows what's wrong with this black-faced instructor. He's so angry that he even spreads it on us!"

Han Feng also saw that the training of his class was different from other classes. Now those classes have officially started training in military posture and stance, but he and others were fined for running laps as soon as they arrived. This is obviously a different treatment, and it must be because the instructor is very unhappy in his heart.

"Shaoyu, lunatic, if the two of you can't hold it any longer, just pull me a little bit, and I'll drag me out to run." Mu Qingshan, the sturdy man in the northeast, has the best physical strength, and his dark skin is now covered with Sweat, however, those strong thighs were already running powerfully.

"It seems that this instructor is not a good person! We estimate that the next ten days will suffer."

If it weren't for the fact that the local objects were not reversed in time, Su Lin restored the state of his body. Now it will definitely not be much better than Feng Shaoyu and Han Feng. The other boys in the team also looked completely stunned. They ran four laps of more than 1,000 meters. For them, it was already the limit, especially under such a big sun.

However, everyone is also a tough guy, not a single boy said that he fainted or announced that he would quit and not run. They all ran for five laps, and then returned to the original meeting place. Almost all of them sat on the ground with exhaustion. It doesn't matter if the ground is clean or not.

"Crazy. Wipe you a few... Sweat all over my face..."

Su Lin took out a pack of wet wipes that Qin Yanran had just given him, and gave them to Han Feng. He himself is not bad, he has recovered his physical condition once, except that he is a little tired now. Nothing at all. Even the heart rate is normal.

"Who told you to sit down? All the fucking stand up for me. Stand in line! Damn, you guys with thin arms and thin legs, you really can't do it. You've only run five laps and you're so tired, what's the matter? training?"

After staring at them and finishing running, as soon as they saw them sitting down after running, the black-faced Song Kui ran over with a majestic swearing, swearing at everyone.

"Damn it! Do you know how I trained when I was in the army? Every morning when I get up, I have to run ten kilometers before I have breakfast. We are still carrying weights. Like you, we don't have to carry everything. After only running more than 1,000 meters, I am so tired. If our soldiers are like you, how can we protect and defend the motherland? They all stand up for me and stand neatly. Give me five laps to run..."

The more angry Song Kui was, the more relaxed he felt in his heart. Since I didn't have the chance to get in touch with those beautiful female students, I would let these ignorant male students know what a soldier is like.

"I'm going to die! Su Lin, it seems that our luck is really bad! We met such a crazy instructor..."

Feng Shaoyu is really complaining at this time! When encountering such an instructor, even if everyone did nothing wrong, they would be picked on by him and found various excuses to punish them.

"I can't take it anymore! Hey... my legs are shaking. I really want to go back to the bed in the dormitory and have a good night's sleep!" Han Feng was almost unable to stand, his legs were shaking, and at this time , Black-faced Song Kui walked in front of him, and when he saw his trembling legs, he didn't even say hello, and immediately kicked him.

"what……"

Han Feng felt pain in his feet for a while, and immediately couldn't stand up and fell to the ground.

"You can't even stand, so what are you doing standing up? Stand up for me, and stand up again!"

The black-faced Song Kui ridiculed Han Feng and said, "Hurry up and stand up for me, do you still want military training credits? If you can't even stand up well, what else can you do?"

Seeing this scene, Su Lin was immediately furious. What happened to this instructor? Have you eaten gunpowder? Crazy like this? If the training was just a little stricter, Su Lin would still be able to accept it, but now, this black-faced Song Kui is using them as a tool to vent.

Let’s not talk about the problem of running five laps for no reason. Just this moment, Han Feng was really unsteady, his legs trembled a few times, and he was so ruthlessly kicked a few times, Su Lin’s eyes Looking at it, I have already seen it visually. I am afraid that there are a large number of bruises on Han Feng's calf now.

"Damn it! This instructor is so ruthless? When he steps down, he is so merciless. What is he doing? Is he going to kill a lunatic?"

Unable to hold it any longer, Su Lin wanted to rush out to reason with him, but was stopped by Feng Shaoyu: "Su Lin, although we all recognize you as our boss, what are you doing? But the military training instructor, we all need them to give our military training credits. Besides, they are also special forces of the special forces, can you beat them? He is training us for military training. If you rush out, no matter what, it will be your fault. of?"

"However, you can't just watch the madman suffer? He's making things difficult for him like this!"

Su Lin's eyes were red with anger, and regardless of Feng Shaoyu's obstruction, he jumped out and said angrily to Song Kui with a black face: "Instructor, why do you kick people?"

"Why should I kick someone? Haha..." Seeing Su Lin jumping out, the black-faced Song Kui laughed instead of anger. Finally, a thorn couldn't help but jumped out. Even if he just kicked Han Feng, he didn't see Han Feng resisting. Song Kui couldn't be happy in his heart. , his interest came, otherwise it would be too boring to abuse them in such a one-sided manner.

"Why do you ask me to kick people? Just because I am your instructor, I said that his posture is unqualified, and if I want to kick him, I will kick him. This is the rule of military training. Do you fucking understand? Damn! You guys are now Not some college students. You are soldiers under Lao Tzu. If Lao Tzu asks you to charge into battle, you must charge Lao Tzu. Do what Lao Tzu wants you to do. What do you want to do?

Laughed a few times. The black-faced Song Kui pointed at Su Lin and shouted. "Needless to say, I also know, don't you feel bad about me? You don't want to be trained like this by me? That's okay. I said to all of you, as long as you bastards, someone can knock me down, then this person You don't have to use military training. I can give him a full score in military training, how about that?"

The very confident Song Kui pointed to "shen yin" on the ground and hugged Han Feng, who couldn't get up with his legs, and laughed, "Don't you want to stand up for him? Then you have the means to knock me down, otherwise , if you don't have any seeds, you have to pay the price for your success, run ten laps around the playground for me, and you can't come back if you can't finish it!"

"God! How could we be so unlucky to be assigned to such a perverted instructor!"

"That's right! Now he has clearly said that he is going to torture us..."

"This person seems to be very familiar! It seems... is the Su Lin who went viral on the forum today, isn't it?"

"It seems to be him, the Su Lin who defeated Li Boda, the president of the karate club!"

"It's really him? Then... doesn't he have a chance to defeat this instructor?"

"Isn't it too much? This is different at all. Martial arts are often very imaginary things, and they can't be used in actual combat. Look at the soldiers of the special forces who gave us military training this time. All of them are very skilled. Look at his muscles, so strong, how could Su Lin be an opponent?"

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There were boys from the Finance Class 2 next door in the class, and they recognized Su Lin, but they still didn't think that Su Lin would be the opponent of this black-faced instructor.

In fact, Su Lin couldn't hold it any longer, and he wanted to slap the poor instructor severely, but he was worried that the other party was an instructor, so it was difficult to do it. But now, since the other party said such things himself, then he can't blame him. This is self-inflicted sin.

"Hehe! Instructor, this is what you said. However, what I ask is that if I defeat you, you must let all of our classmates get full marks without military training, okay?"

Su Lin first went up to help Han Feng up, used a local object on his foot to reverse the time to make his body recover, and then provocatively said to the instructor Song Kui, "Although I don't know why, instructor, you want to Put your anger on us, but we are not soft persimmons, you can pinch them if you want. Don't think that you can do whatever you want with me if you have mastered our military training performance credits, really think that we are incompetent, will not Resist?"

"Yo! I've trained several batches of students for three or four years, but I haven't really met anyone as strong as you. It's funny, you actually said that you can beat me? Do you think you can really do it? Brat, That's not what the big talk says, you want to stand out for everyone? Well, then I will fulfill you, I promise your conditions, but if you fail, your punishment will also be doubled, I don't want more, you can't win In my words, in the next fifteen days of military training, you will run ten laps more than others every day. How is it? I am a very fair person!"

When he met the provocative Su Lin, the black-faced Song Kui also became interested. He smiled contemptuously and agreed to Su Lin's conditions, while also proposing his own new conditions. After all, he never thought that he, an elite with a hundred battles in the special forces, would lose to a weak scholar like Su Lin who had just entered the university.

College students, in Song Kui's life dictionary, are completely synonymous with physical weakness. Therefore, Song Kui felt that it was impossible for him to lose, and there was no reason to lose.

Besides, based on Song Kui's visual observation, Su Lin's body type and figure have no strength at all. How can he compare with himself? Don't say that you want to beat yourself, even if you are punched by yourself, it is estimated that you will lie on the ground immediately and can't get up.

Not only Song Kui thinks this way, but those students think so too. In their opinion, the army, soldiers, or special forces must be the kind of elite soldiers who have fought a hundred battles. In front of him, it was not solved with three punches and two feet.

"Su Lin! Don't go! You won't be his opponent. At that time, if you run ten more laps every day, you will be miserable! No one can help you."

Feng Shaoyu held Su Lin, although he saw Su Lin beat Li Boda yesterday, but after all, Li Boda does not seem to have the strength of the special forces instructor in front of him! Li Boda's karate practice, although he has the reputation of a master of ten dan, but a discerning person can tell by just looking at it, Li Boda's too many punches and embroidered legs, compared to the deadly moves of the special forces, they are not enough to watch.

Especially now, this black-faced Song Kui's dark muscles are very intimidating. When people look at it, they will be timid in their hearts.

"What? Shaoyu, don't you believe my boss?"

Su Lin shrugged his shoulders easily, and then said to the instructor Song Kui: "Since you asked for it yourself, you can't blame me. So many students here can testify. I didn't take the initiative to provoke the instructor!"

"Stinky boy, you won't be complacent in the next second. In the same way, I will let you know what pain is!"

The black-faced Song Kui didn't take Su Lin seriously at all, and rushed forward quickly, punching Su Lin's stomach with a fist. Going, is to teach Su Lin a big lesson, but it will not hurt Su Lin too much.

However, what the black-faced Song Kui didn't expect was that Su Lin's speed was very fast, and even before he punched him, he had already avoided it. And at the same moment, Song Kui felt a sharp pain in the same position on his stomach. When he lowered his head to look, he found that, at some point, Su Lin jumped to his own. In front of him, a fist hit his stomach.

"How... how is it possible? How can your speed be so fast?"

Su Lin's belly was punched, and it was very painful. The pain did not act on the surface of the body, but vibrated to other body organs. It could be said that it was an internal injury. (To be continued..)