Chapter 985: The Coming New Instructor

Wang Shiwei's words are like a hot water bottle in a heating room in winter.

Doesn't work and seems redundant.

Shu Shu didn't look at her, but lowered his head to help Lu Mian carefully treat the wound, and said softly, "Why didn't I hear you being so generous just now?"

Wang Shiwei's complexion froze, as if she felt guilty as if she had been seen through.

"That's because you didn't hear it." She said something stiffly, and walked away dejectedly holding the cup, walked up to Qiao Yaning and sat down next to her, she pursed her lips a little dissatisfied.

"What! I didn't let her get ahead, why are you throwing a tantrum at me!"

Qiao Yaning leaned against the tree trunk, closed her eyes and meditated, and ignored it.

——

The group of instructors lined up to the infirmary.

There is a section of road in the middle, which can directly pass through the small training ground near the cafeteria, and the distance is closer.

However, when the group of instructors helped Jingping and the two pass by here, they suddenly discovered——

"Damn it, how did that dynamometer look like that?"

"Who cares about that now! Send Senior Brother Jingping to the infirmary!"

"No." The instructor who discovered it first faltered: "Look, the dynamometer seems to have been hammered to pieces..."

Everyone looked back in unison.

I saw a row of force measuring instruments with steel structures standing neatly there, with a circular structure made of special material in the middle, which is a professional instrument used to measure strength and explosive force.

Normally, as long as one punches at that circular board, one can accurately know how powerful one is.

On the display screen of each dynamometer, the highest record of the dynamometer is clearly recorded: 923.

This is the value obtained by the instrument through precise calculation and measurement.

Every disciple of the Chixia Sect will work hard towards a higher number.

Take Jingping for example, his best record is only 758, which seems to be not too far behind Mo Fang, but in fact, 800 is a threshold, and 900 is a mountain, which requires him to practice desperately and try his best to climb.

at this time,

Originally there were ten instruments in total, only nine were intact, and the remaining one had a fist-shaped dent hammered into the force plate.

With that dent as the center, the circular board has cracked, and even the supporting structure of the entire dynamometer has cracks...

Obviously, it was beaten to death with a fist.

"I'm uneducated, I only have one sentence now..."

"Senior Mo Fan has improved again. His strength value has already reached 923. I didn't expect to improve... How can we live!"

"I'm crying, it's impossible to surpass him in this life. If the dynamometer hadn't been hammered, his strength must be in the thousands..."

"That's a steel structure, and it exploded with a hammer. What kind of concept is this?!"

They suddenly remembered that when they passed by at noon, they did hear a loud noise.

Without even thinking about it, everyone put this matter on Mo Fan.

In the entire Chixia Sect, no one except him can achieve this level.

The disciples looked solemn, that is the worship of power! Awe and surrender! And the sense of superiority and pride in being a man.

Jingping was in pain all over his body, and he said with difficulty when he saw this, "Senior Mo Fan is the pride of our Chixia Sect, we must protect him no matter what. That Lu Mian seems to have learned the trick of Senior Mo Fan secretly. Be careful!"

Although everyone was surprised by Lu Mian's behavior of stealing kung fu, they were more contemptuous and hated.

"Senior Mo Fan managed to break through himself and practiced his current trick! If he knew that Lu Mian was stealing, he would definitely want to strangle that girl to death!"

These are a group of vigorous young men who have been studying Kung Fu in the Chixia School all year round. They are brave and victorious, but their brains are not very good.

They only remembered that some time ago, Mo Fan came back from the outside and became melancholy, but also stronger.

At that time, I had a trick with them.

That technique of locking the throat with a backhand is simply a nirvana!

They chased and asked for advice for a long time, but Senior Mo Fan refused to teach them.

At this time, Mo Fan, who was squatting in a corner with a large size, somehow felt a chill on his back, and had a bad premonition.

Hey, constipation...

Those disciples are still fighting for Mo Fan.

"No one wants their things to be stolen! We disciples haven't learned it yet, so why let a woman steal it away!"

"That's right! Brothers, let's get Lu Mian out together and teach her a lesson—"

Jingping raised his hand to interrupt, shook his head and said: "Don't startle the snake, I'm just guessing, we have to find evidence first."

"It's not easy, Lu Mian will train with us for ten days, and he will definitely show his feet!"

As soon as everyone agreed again and again, they carried the two wounded to the infirmary.

——

The Department of Applied Physics took a break for nearly an hour.

The instructors of other classes came back one after another, but Jingping and the instructors of the next class had plaster casts because of injuries to their muscles and bones.

Lu Mian didn't take it seriously, leaning casually under a tree, with her left leg slightly bent, holding the phone in her right hand, and brushing the copy of the game indifferently.

Shu Shu leaned against her, muttering worriedly, "I don't know if the new instructor will show up again..."

Although the whole incident was not her fault, and it was Jingping himself who raised the challenge, I was afraid that the members of the Chixia Sect would shield each other and bully Lu Mian.

Shu Shu was worried for her.

"If there are a few more competitions, what should I do..."

Lu Mian didn't respond until she heard the words "competition", she was a little more interested, raised her beautiful eyes, and said expectantly: "Really?"

That way, it seems that you haven't hit enough, and it won't be a problem to have ten or eight more.

Shu Shu: ...

Soon, the instructor from the class next door came, still a young disciple of the Chixia Sect. The other party didn't look for trouble anymore, but if there was nothing wrong with him, his eyes always drifted towards Lu Mian.

"Why hasn't the new instructor of our class come yet?"

Someone asked curiously.

Wang Shiwei lowered her head and muttered worryingly: "Could it be that our class performance is so poor that the Chixia Sect doesn't care about us?"

Qiao Yaning, who was beside her, didn't speak, but a girl from the second class next to her said, "No way. Military training results are to be recorded in the files, Chixia Sect and the school won't let us ignore it."

"Ah?" Wang Shiwei exclaimed and sighed, "Actually, thinking about it, it would be nice to stand in the sun for a while... I suddenly envy the other classes! It would be great if Lu Mian didn't make such a fuss ..."

She thought that her words would be echoed by others.

But the girls in class two were unable to understand her expression, and said nothing.

She looked at Qiao Yaning again.

Qiao Yaning finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked up at Wang Shiwei, frowned: "If you envy, go to another class!"

She reprimanded coldly beside her.