Chu Yao is too much attention.
In addition to the first grade classes, the students in the second grade classes also looked at Chu Yao.
At this moment, there was a man of medium build with a fair complexion.
While smoking a cigarette, he said to the boy next to him:
"Is that the rookie king of the first grade?"
"Yes, Brother Nan."
"Brother Nan is very popular. He stepped on Huang Yimao and hit Wang Tieta. The alarm in the pharmacy center this afternoon was all caused by this kid."
The boy next to him spoke.
The man named Brother Nan smiled coldly:
"This kid looks crazy! I'll meet him later."
A few sophomores next to me heard this.
My heart trembled.
There are really not many people who can make Brother Nan say this.
At the same time, I also feel worried about this rookie king.
Nanlong, the strongest student in the second year.
The Nan's Group, who was born in one of the four great families, has a profound background.
Coupled with the talent against the sky, it is basically certain that as long as it grows up normally, it can basically take over the Nan's Group.
Chu Yao had no idea that he had become the hostile target of others as soon as he entered the classroom.
"Brother, you really know how to make things happen. If you take a pharmacy class, you can overwhelm the people in a building."
Chu Yu teased Chu Yao.
Chen Ke covered her mouth and smiled after listening.
Fatty and Lao Wen also laughed "hahaha".
Chu Yao was speechless for a while:
"Whether you can speak or not is an accident."
"It's a surprise! Now you are really a celebrity in the whole school."
"..."
Chu Yao didn't know how to defend himself.
Ten minutes later, the martial arts teacher appeared.
He looks in his forties, but his actual age is over seventy.
It's just because of his own strength and biotechnology that he doesn't look so old.
There was still a burst of silence below.
All students stand together according to each class.
But the team is a little scattered.
The martial arts teacher didn't care much.
He stood on the podium and glanced down.
"First-year freshmen, my name is Song Lin. I am your martial arts teacher.
Today, you and your sophomore seniors are in class together..."
Martial arts teacher Song Lin started blah blah for four to five minutes.
It's probably about what to pay attention to during the martial arts class, etc.
Chu Yao was listening seriously, but the fat man pulled the corner of Chu Yao's clothes:
"Chu Yao, look at this!"
After speaking, he handed the phone to Chu Yao.
Chu Yao was a little puzzled, but still took the phone and looked at it.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.
This is the network profile of teacher Song Lin.
Song Lin, formerly a member of the Human Race Federal Special Suppressing Demon Brigade, possesses superb Chinese ancient martial arts...
He once carried out the world's most famous beheading operation, killing the 81-level Zijiao Dragon King, and his reputation shocked the world.
Now retired, teaching at Huaguo Shuguang University.
Chu Yao read it roughly.
But seeing Chu Yao's blood boil.
He looked at the martial arts teacher in front of him differently.
Good guy, he actually killed a level 81 terrifying monster.
Not to mention monsters above level 80.
Even if a level 70 monster appears, it has the strength to slaughter cities and countries.
Of course, only small countries can be destroyed.
In Huaguo, Miguo and other Omi countries, these monsters are still not enough to see.
"I'll go, is the teacher so strong?"
"That's right! To be able to kill a level 81 monster king, the teacher's peak strength may have to be level 70."
"..."
Fatty sighed.
But Chu Yao seemed more serious.
With such a super powerful retired martial arts fighter teaching, then his every word is the experience after honing life and death.
You must absorb it well and listen carefully.
After Song Lin finished speaking, he spoke again:
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore.
Our Chinese martial arts have a long history.
After the recovery of spiritual energy, it has achieved unprecedented development.
I teach everyone the martial arts, called the Thirteen Styles of Fighting.
You are all optimistic!
In particular, pay attention to the sequence and angle of the explosion of my whole body muscles. "
After speaking, Song Lin took off his coat.
Show off a fit and strong muscles, and tight pants.
Also, the scars all over his body.
Say at least one or two hundred words, densely packed.
Scratches, cuts, bites, stabs, etc.
There are all kinds of scars, which makes people's heart beat violently.
Many little girls were surprised and scared when they saw it.
But many boys saw it, but their blood boiled.
These scars, representing Song Lin's glory, are just his badges.
Of course, in this world, biomedical technology can perfectly treat all his scars.
But Song Lin gave up, in his own opinion.
Every scar is an honor that I exchanged on the battlefield, recording every battle and the life-and-death friendship of my comrades-in-arms.
He survived now, but many teammates fell down.
He didn't want to forget the past, so he kept all these scars.
Hearing this, the scene instantly became quiet.
Here are all high-achieving students of Kirin Academy, and being able to enter this academy depends on strength.
You can't get in with money.
Every student here widened their eyes, wanting to learn the six fighting styles.
Song Lin suddenly exploded with spiritual power:
"The first form, straight punch assault."
The voice just fell.
The body appeared in a bow and horse posture, and the next moment he punched out.
It seemed like an ordinary punch, but after it was thrown out, it had an astonishing blow effect.
"boom!"
With an explosion, the target in front of Song Lin was blown up.
"Blow up the target! I can do it too."
"It looks like an ordinary punch?"
"It feels like there's nothing great about it."
"..."
Many first graders didn't take it seriously when they saw this effect.
But only a small number of people see the key to being powerful.
As for the second graders, none of them questioned Song Lin, and all of them stared wide-eyed, afraid of missing an interval.
"Chu Yao, is this powerful?"
The fat man obviously didn't see the point, and asked Chu Yao from the side.
But he found that Chu Yao's face was very solemn, and his eyes were full of shock.
Hearing the fat man's question, he took a breath:
"Nimma! This is not only powerful, it's called abnormal!
Just now, the teacher only used less than five levels of spiritual power, but he was able to smash the effect of a full blow that required eighth level of spiritual power with one punch.
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The teacher's muscles all over his body are perfect.
The explosion of each muscle continued, and it was able to be controlled to such an extent.
This is really human and can be done...”
Chu Yao opened his mouth in shock, his eyes filled with excitement and longing.
You can't be too lucky to learn from such a teacher.
The fat man next to him saw Chu Yao's expression and his words.
Also startled:
"Yes, is it that exaggerated?"
"Look carefully, don't be distracted, especially the way and angle of the teacher's muscles."
"..."
Chu Yao couldn't bear to move his eyes, so he quickly reminded him.
Song Lin continued to demonstrate slowly:
"Second style, raise your leg to kill."
"The third form, roundabout explosive kick."
"..."