Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 7 Class Friendly Match

"I broke through?" Yang Chen gave a wry smile, not knowing what to say.

Although he knew that [Shen Luo Wanxiang] could temper a human body and increase the speed of cultivation, Yang Chen did not expect that he would break through in this situation.

"Maybe this is breaking the limit..." Yang Chen murmured.

For these two hundred laps, Yang Chen has been accelerating forward, his body has long been unable to withstand this load, and under this kind of stimulation--

His physical body also increased to a level, which in turn stimulated Yang Chen's cultivation base, allowing him to break through the critical point and step into a fifth-level martial artist.

Yang Chen squeezed his fists and felt the energy in his body.

After being tempered by [Shen Luo Wanxiang], Yang Chen's punch can exert a force of two thousand catties, while a punch of an ordinary fifth-level martial artist can reach a maximum of 1,500 catties.

This is the result of different exercises.

"After stepping into the fifth-level martial artist, I should be the strongest in the class, and Ling Yuyao is not my opponent either." Yang Chen took a deep breath and muttered in his heart.

Soon, all the students finished the two hundred laps of the long-distance race, all of them were limp on the ground, panting violently, and felt dizzy.

Ling Yuyao sat on the grass, dripping with fragrant sweat, panting lightly.

Her eyes had been staring at Yang Chen, flashing thoughts.

"This guy ran two hundred laps, his face didn't blush, he didn't pant, is he still a human?" a student said silently.

Not only him, but the others also looked at Yang Chen blankly, with complicated faces.

Unexpectedly, this obscure trash today suddenly went crazy today.

"Yang Chen, good job." Guo Feng walked forward and patted Yang Chen on the shoulder.

Yang Chen smiled and did not speak.

"You guys, get me up!" Guo Fengxing suddenly raised his foot, kicked the student who was still lying on the ground, and said angrily: "Can you learn from Yang Chen? Don't be like a dead dog. Yes, running two hundred laps will kill you?"

Guo Fengxing lifted it with a kick.

"Ouch!" The group of students immediately stood up, clutching their ass.

Then looked at Yang Chen with a grievance.

"Brother Tiger, is this guy showing up today, huh?" a small flat-headed voice said bitterly.

"That's it, it doesn't matter if he is showing up on his own, he even hurts us! Brother Tiger, this is unbearable!" Another student said too.

Hearing what they said, the face of a student in the middle was also a little gloomy.

This student is called Shihu, a fourth-level martial artist, except for Ling Yuyao, he is the most powerful. The two people next to him are Shihu's dog legs, one is called A Guang and the other is called A Liang.

These three can be called little overlords in the class, and few dare to provoke them.

"Huh? Murder in the rear?"

Yang Chen turned his head and saw the three people of Shihu with grievances.

He immediately understood.

However, this group of people is also a fourth-level martial artist, and it is not a threat to Yang Chen. He just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze.

"Brother Tiger!" A Guang whispered: "Look at his defiant look!"

"Yes, I really thought I could be lawless if I ran first?" A Liang said too.

"Keep your voice down." Shi Hu glared at them: "Now Guo Xiongshen is still here, do you want to be heard by him?"

Hearing this, A Guang A Liang immediately shrank his neck.

"Now let him be proud of it for a while, and when the get out of class is over, I will make him regret coming to this class!" Shi Hu snorted and said coldly.

Upon hearing this, A Guang and A Liang also sneered, their faces full of gloomy colors.

...

"Well, the warm-up activity is over, let's rest on the spot for ten minutes." Guo Fengxing said loudly.

Hearing this, everyone was about to be amnesty, and immediately sat in twos and threes together and rested.

Yang Chen found an open space and sat and practiced alone.

He has just broken through now, the spiritual power in his body is unstable, and it takes time to get through.

It takes half an hour for ordinary people to do this step.

but……

Yang Chen is naturally not an ordinary person. After five minutes, he has already integrated all his spiritual power.

"It feels pretty good." Yang Chen squeezed his fists and murmured in his heart: "In my previous life, as a fifth-level martial artist, I was far from being so strong. If I continue to this level, it seems that I will probably surpass. Past life."

Yang Chen was already very good in his previous life.

But in this life, he is more powerful!

"Yang Chen!"

A voice sounded, Ling Yuyao suddenly came over.

Today Ling Yuyao is still that simple school uniform, but when worn on her, it is exceptionally pure and cute.

"Anything, squad leader?" Yang Chen smiled slightly.

Ling Yuyao sat next to Yang Chen and said in a low voice: "Yang Chen, be careful, Shihu and the others may be asking you for trouble."

"Really?" Yang Chen smiled slightly.

"I advise you to ask the teacher for a leave afterwards." Ling Yuyao spread her hands and said, "Shihu is a fourth-level martial artist, and you are not his opponent."

"Ask for leave?" Yang Chen said with a laugh: "Squad leader, haven't you been urging me to study hard before? This is not like what you said."

Ling Yuyao said angrily: "If I didn't think you were my tablemate, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't go anywhere. They will come if they want."

"Yang Chen, are you crazy?" Ling Yuyao said incredulously: "Don't you know their strength? Shihu is a fourth-level martial artist, and he can be ranked in the whole grade. He wants to beat you without panting!"

"Really?" Yang Chen said calmly: "Although I, Yang Chen, don't want to cause trouble, but if others want to provoke me, then I won't let him go... Shi Hu?"

Yang Chen sneered: "He'd better not be okay, otherwise, I will let him know the consequences."

Yang Chen's tone was calm but full of confidence.

"Also, tell you a secret."

"What?" Ling Yuyao's face was curious.

"I have broken through the fifth-level martial artist." Yang Chen smiled slightly.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuyao's face stiffened.

After a while, the little girl said angrily: "Yang Chen, you have to make up a better reason even if you want to lie to me? Do you think I don't know you are a second-level warrior?"

Ling Yuyao was really angry.

She kindly ran over to remind Yang Chen, but the other party not only didn't appreciate it, but also lied to herself that he had broken through to the fifth-level martial artist?

In just a few days, three levels in a row?

Does he think he is a genius?

No, genius can't be so fast!

Looking at Ling Yuyao's appearance, Yang Chen asked curiously: "Why, don't you believe it?"

"You have a ghost if you believe it!" Ling Yuyao said angrily, "Forget it, I can't care about you if you want to die, you will not ask about your business in the future!"

Ling Yuyao stood up and left angrily.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen smiled bitterly.

These days, no one believes the truth.

Not far away, Shihu and the three people saw this scene, but their lungs were about to explode.

"Brother Tiger, did that kid talk to Ling Yuyao just now?"

"That's right, don't you know Ling Yuyao is our brother tiger's sister-in-law?"

"Too presumptuous!"

"That's it!"

A Guang A Liang said one by one.

Shi Hu's face was gloomy, the blue veins on his forehead violently, and the anger radiated from his eyes, and he wanted to rush over now and beat Yang Chen violently.

Shi Hu likes Ling Yuyao, this is no longer a secret.

The entire class knows it.

But this Yang Chen made such an intimate action with Ling Yuyao just now, it is clear that he did not take him seriously!

At the same time, he also strengthened his idea of ​​teaching Yang Chen.

...

Ten minutes later, everyone finished their rest.

Under the guidance of Guo Fengxing, everyone did some warm-up exercises.

But at this moment, a group of people suddenly came over from the south side of the playground, bustling, and soon approached Yang Chen's class.

And that leader is just the talented Teacher Tan.

"Isn't that the third class?"

"Why are they here?"

Everyone has some doubts.

And at this moment, all the students in Class 3 had already walked in front of Yang Chen and the others, and they were also confused and confused.

"Mr. Guo, all the people in our class have arrived." Teacher Tan said.

"Very good, let's start." Guo Fengxing nodded.

"Ms. Guo, what did you start?" The students looked dumbfounded.

"Start the game!" Guo Fengxing smiled slightly and said: "Today's class is a friendly match between Class One and Class Three!"

Friendly match?

Hearing this, everyone instantly boiled.

"Our class fights against the third class?"

"Hey, there is a good show to watch now."

The students in both classes are gearing up and in high spirits.

"Squads of class I, wipe my face clean, waiting to eat Grandpa's fist!"

"Fart, you are the one who eats Laozi's fist!"

"Haha, the miscellaneous hairs of Class I, I've seen you upset for a long time, and this time I'm going to beat you even without my mother!"

"Come on, come and try, whose fist is harder?"

The people in the two classes exploded instantly as if they had taken gunpowder.

Yang Chen stood quietly in the crowd without saying a word.

For this competition, he did not have much interest.

It's just a group of passionate and impulsive teenagers...

"Quiet!" In front of the crowd, Guo Fengxing glared at the crowd and said: "Although this competition is a friendly match, please be sure to show your full strength. I only have two requirements. First, you can't release the water, and second, you can't play. Dead hand, understand?"

"understand!"

The crowd said in unison.

"Now, the people in Class 3 are following Teacher Tan, and the people in Class I are following me to the competition stage!"

...

Ten minutes later, everyone had arrived at the competition stage.

This is a two-meter-high square stone platform with a length and width of 40 meters, which is extremely spacious.

Students in Class 1 and Class 3 stand on each side.

"The first game, Mo Feng vs. Chen Sheng!" Guo Fengxing said loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, two boys jumped out of the competition stage.

One of them was a boy in a white shirt, handsome in appearance, wearing a pair of glasses, and looked very gentle.

This person, named Mo Feng, was a classmate of Yang Chen, and his strength was a third-level martial artist.

In the middle of the class.

The other person, a bloated fat man, looked greasy.

His name is Chen Sheng, a student in Class 3.

"Mo Feng, come on, give the dead fat pigs in Class 3 a little bit of color!" On Yang Chen's side, a student immediately cheered up.

Seeing this, the students in Class 3 cheered on the fat man.

After the two shook hands politely, they retreated to the sides of the competition stage.

The game is about to start-

Mo Feng's body suddenly surged out of cultivation base, and the strength of the third-level martial artist was undoubtedly revealed. Seeing him take a step, the whole person rushed out like a monkey, squeezed the five fingers of his right hand, and blasted out against Chen Sheng in an instant.

The opponent is a fat man, who is physically inflexible, so Mo Feng naturally intends to win with speed.

However, when Mo Feng's fist fell on Chen Sheng, the opponent was like a okay person, still standing there quietly, motionless.

"What?" Mo Feng was startled.

With this punch, he only felt as if he had hit a sponge, and most of his strength had been removed.

"Are you just this strength?" Chen Sheng sneered, stretched out his hand, directly raised Mo Feng, and then threw the opponent out like a sandbag.

boom!

Mo Feng flew directly out of the martial arts stage and fell heavily to the ground.

"In the first game, Chen Sheng won!" Guo Fengxing said directly.

"Yeah!" There was a burst of cheers from the third class.

On the other hand, on Yang Chen's side, all of them looked like frosted eggplants, wilting.

"Humph." Chen Sheng snorted coldly, disdain in his small eyes.

"Damn, what is the fat man proud of?"

"That is, a stinky pig! Teacher Guo, let me go in the next game, I will teach him a lesson!"

Seeing Chen Sheng's expression, the first class immediately said angrily.

Guo Fengxing looked at the schedule in his hand and said in deep thought:

"The second game, Shi Hu vs. Chen Sheng!"