Chapter 145: Wang Zhe's Probing

In the office.

Huang Zhong sat at his desk, frowning quietly.

Ever since the end of the first martial arts combat lesson, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, it seemed important, but it seemed insignificant at the same time, he wanted to remember it, but he couldn't think of it no matter how hard he tried.

He is a stubborn person, the more he can't remember something, the more he wants to remember it, but that memory seems to be playing hide-and-seek with him, every time he feels that he is about to remember it , will suddenly become dazed again, and the thoughts that have just arisen will dissipate without a trace again.

Huang Zhong has been sitting here for half an hour, and as time went by, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

At this time, he has realized that something is wrong with him, as if someone deliberately set up some obstacles in his mind, as long as he thinks about recalling what happened in the martial arts class, the obstacles will be raised infinitely, Prevent him from thinking deeply.

"Mental interference, or hypnosis?"

Huang Zhong can be regarded as a well-informed person, and he quickly judged that he was most likely being plotted by a psychiatrist or a hypnotist.

However, he himself is more inclined to hypnotism. After all, the number of Psychiatrists is too scarce, and the entire West Chu City is less than one hand. How can they have the spare time to play tricks on him, a little middle school teacher?

"I heard that a hypnotist from the Central Hospital came to the school infirmary today, maybe I can ask him to come and show me!"

Huang Zhong stood up and was about to go to the infirmary to find Cheng Xueqian for medical treatment, when the communicator in front of his desk beeped.

He pressed the answer button casually, and a virtual middle-aged figure flashed in the communicator. He raised his eyes to look at Huang Zhong, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Huang Zhong, please come to the school right now. Jibu!"

Huang Zhong raised his brows, what did the school discipline department ask him to do, and he didn't have much contact with those people.

"What's the matter? I'm very busy. If it's nothing serious, it's the same here."

Regarding the School Disciplinary Department, although Huang Zhong was apprehensive, he could not become afraid. He felt that his current state was very bad, and he really didn't want to go to the School Discipline Department to waste time.

The middle-aged man seemed dissatisfied with Huang Zhong's attitude, so he snorted softly and said, "Song Zian and Xia Zixuan are students in your class, right?"

Huang Zhong nodded in astonishment, another very important clue seemed to flash in his mind, but when he wanted to think carefully to catch it, this clue slipped away again.

"Song Zian, Xia Zixuan? Well, they are indeed students from my Class 29, what's wrong?"

"The two of them had no school rules. In the infirmary, in front of many doctors and nurses invited by the central hospital, they attacked each other, fought and fought, and the impact was extremely bad! It simply humiliated our South China Martial Arts School!"

"Now, Song Zian is seriously injured and disabled, and Xia Zixuan has a bad attitude and is unwilling to cooperate with the investigation of the school discipline department. Our school discipline department has already planned to expel her from the school and drive her out of the South China Martial Arts School!"

An immoral person who was a third child outside the school, had aborted fetuses and beat his classmates repeatedly, was no longer worthy of staying in the South China Martial Arts School.

If the news spread, the existence of such a female student would smear the South China Martial Arts School far more than that trash Yang Fan.

The South China Martial Arts School has already produced a "Shame of South China", and it is determined not to produce a second one!

I really can't afford to lose that person!

"What?!" Huang Zhong's eyes trembled, and he said repeatedly: "This is impossible! The two of them usually perform very well in class, respect teachers, love classmates, and have never done anything out of the ordinary. Did you make a mistake?!"

There are not many students in Class 29 who can be called excellent. Song Zian and Xia Zixuan are seventh-level warriors and eighth-level warriors, and their grades in the class have always been in the top ten. It can be said that they are all Huang Zhong's heart and soul.

A month later, will Class 29 have a few more students admitted to key or even prestigious Wuhan University?

Huang Zhongke was all pointing at the top ten of their classes. They must not have any accidents at this time.

"Mr. Huang, are you questioning the fairness of our discipline department?" The middle-aged man looked at Huang Zhong displeasedly, and asked him in a cold voice.

Huang Zhong waved his hands again and again: "I didn't mean that, it's just that the incident happened so suddenly that people couldn't believe it for a while. Wait, I'll go over and ask them in person right away!"

brush!

After the communication was hung up, Huang Zhongfei rushed out of the office and rushed straight to the area where the school discipline department was located.

He was going to put out the fire, to suppress everything before things really exploded!

That's all for Song Zian, but Xia Zixuan must not have any problems!

At the same time, in the classroom of Class 29, Wang Zhe looked indifferently at Yang Fan who took off his sunglasses, and said softly, "Yang Fan, come to my office after class!"

The tone is indifferent, but it cannot be refused.

He had been standing behind Yang Fan just now, and he clearly felt that the energy and blood fluctuations in Yang Fan's body were constantly increasing and surging. Looking at that posture, it seemed that he was about to break through again.

Wang Zhe was very interested in being able to continuously increase his cultivation even after sleeping. It seems that this "Shame of South China" really had some adventures.

Therefore, Wang Zhe waited for a while behind Yang Fan. Just when he thought that Yang Fan would soon break through and advance, he suddenly and keenly discovered that Yang Fan's aura had all subsided in an instant.

Although looking at it again, Yang Fan still had the aura fluctuations of a fourth-level martial artist, but the strength of his blood that had exploded just now disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"Turtle Breathing Technique!"

Wang Zhe immediately judged the attributes of the kung fu used by Yang Fan. Because he also practiced this kung fu and had already reached the level of proficiency, he could sense it when Yang Fan performed the turtle's breathing kung fu. .

"This guy has a lot of eyes. If you break through after covering up your breath, you won't be afraid of being suspected by others."

Wang Zhe took a deep look at Yang Fan, and felt that this guy's way of handling things was not at all like a middle school student who had never been out of the city. He was so mature and indifferent that it made people a little scared.

He is too guarded and has no sense of security. It is not at all the mentality that a teenager should have.

What has happened to this guy, or has he developed the habit of not trusting anyone because of the "shame of South China" life in the past three years?

Even Wang Zhe couldn't see through Yang Fan's current cultivation status because of the concealment of the Turtle's Breathing Technique, which made Wang Zhe feel a little unbelievable.

Because even the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu can't completely cover up all the aura of a person. Wang Zhe is not only a ninth-level martial artist, but his cultivation is a level higher than Yang Fan's, and he is also very familiar with the Turtle Breathing Kungfu. Using it, according to normal principles, Yang Fan's Turtle Breathing Technique should be like paper in front of Wang Zhe, it is completely a display.

But now, Wang Zhe tried his best to observe, but he still couldn't see the slightest flaw in Yang Fan's body, which is very unscientific.

"Unless this Yang Fan has already mastered the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu!" Wang Zhe was suspicious: "But, is this possible?"

Turtle Breathing Kung Fu is different from those offensive martial arts such as fists and feet. It is somewhat similar to basic breathing. It requires the warriors to persevere every day, grind their kung fu bit by bit to slowly improve, and there is almost no quick way.

Not to mention others, it took Wang Zhe himself a full eleven years to cultivate the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu to the level of proficiency, and even then, his mentors have praised him more than once for his amazing comprehension, It's a rare talent.

In comparison, Yang Fan was only eighteen years old and was able to practice the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu to the level of proficiency. Isn't his comprehension even more astonishing?

Yang Fan stood up, turned around, and smiled embarrassedly at Wang Zhe, "Mr. Wang, I really didn't mean to sleep in your class, I just couldn't hold back for a while, if you are not satisfied, I will not sleep in your class in the future." Wouldn't it be okay to sleep again?"

Yang Fan has been in the school for three years. Except for the first year of high school, he studied hard every day and practiced hard every day. In the second year of high school, and the second and third year of high school, he seemed to give up on himself all of a sudden, becoming depraved, lethargic, inferior, and reticent.

Everyone has long been familiar with this, and even the teacher in the class, from the very beginning to instruct him, has turned into indifference at the end, directly treating him as a transparent person in the classroom, and seeing him as a Did not see.

It was the first time in two and a half years that I was named by the teacher again like today.

Therefore, not only Yang Fan was not used to it, but even the students in the class were surprised and couldn't help but secretly glance at Yang Fan.

Wang Zhe looked at Yang Fan calmly, and slowly stretched out his right hand to Yang Fan, with all five fingers outstretched, and said softly: "Yancheng, Federal University of Wuhan, Sun Yan, spiritual awakening, turtle's breathing technique."

Yang Fan's face gradually changed color.

Other students may be confused about the words that Wang Zhe used to pop up here and there, but Yang Fan heard them clearly.

Wang Zhe was asking him the questions he asked yesterday. This book is nothing, and he should be able to deal with it by making up a few sentences.

But the awakening of spiritual power and the turtle's breathing technique that Wang Zhe said at the end directly hit Yang Fan's life gate. Obviously, the matter that he used the turtle's breathing technique to cover up his breath just now and the state of his mental power fully awakened have already It was discovered by Wang Zhe!

Also, what is the meaning of Wang Zhe's right hand with all five fingers stretched out on purpose? Is it alluding to five-finger hypnosis?

How much does this guy know, and will he spread these things?

"Mr. Wang, don't worry, I will be there when you are called. As soon as the get out of class bell rings, I will report to your desk immediately!" Yang Fan no longer evaded, and agreed immediately.

Since you can't hide, then face it calmly. There happened to be some questions, and Yang Fan also wanted to ask Wang Zhe clearly in person. This time might be a good opportunity.

Wang Zhe nodded in satisfaction, then turned back to the podium without saying a word.

Yang Fan sat down lightly, his expression was a little tangled, and the paranoia of persecution relapsed again. Wang Zhe is a ninth-level martial artist, and his strength is extremely powerful. What should he do if he has malicious intentions and wants to harm him?

With his current cultivation strength and the martial arts skills he has mastered, is it possible to escape from Wang Zhe's hands?

Yang Fan said that he had no confidence, and a strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart, which made him a little out of breath.

"I have to think about it!" Yang Fan frowned, "Wang Zhe can see my flaws, and others can also see it. Even if Wang Zhe has no malicious intentions, there is no guarantee that others will not. "

"This world is really too dangerous, there are too few cards to save your life, it's not enough!"

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