Chapter 5
"Wow, song Yan didn't expect you to be so powerful. Tell the teacher how you did it. [windowless novel net] "as soon as Xie Kun and others left, Hansha stepped up quickly and asked excitedly, without any reserve of being a teacher at all.
Hearing Han Sha's praise, song Yan was proud of her age and said: "Mr. Han, I have learned boxing for three years, so it's no surprise to deal with ordinary little gangsters."
"No wonder." Hansha nodded. Suddenly, she did an unexpected move. She reached out and pinched him on the arm. She was surprised and shouted, "Wow, your muscles are so hard. You really deserve to practice boxing."
Being pinched by Hansha, song Yan is embarrassed. Even when Hansha's fingers touch his body, it makes him feel crisp.
Finding that song Yan suddenly lost her voice, Hansha suddenly realized that her actions were a little abrupt. She quickly released song Yan and slightly opened the distance between them.
"Song Yan, it's better to call the police if you encounter this situation in the future. After all, you are still a student, so the influence is not good."
"Well." Song Yan nodded: "thank you, Mr. Han. I know. I will call the police in case of this situation."
Hansha smiled with satisfaction: "that's good. OK, I'll go home first. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Seeing Han Sha's beautiful figure go away gradually, song Yan's lips can't help but draw a happy smile. It's nice to be adored by a beautiful teacher. Next moment, he turns to the dormitory building. The dormitory of Shengye middle school is built next to the school.
Back to the dormitory, song Yan once again called out the system interface, and was surprised to find that after the lottery, the fame value was only 3 points, and now it has increased by 10 points to 13 points.
"Meow, is the next lottery still worth 20 points?" Song Yan asked.
"No, the next time you draw, the fame value you consume will be increased to 50."
"It's 30 o'clock too much, isn't it a little too much for Dad?" Song Yan complains.
"Host, the purpose of the ring system is to assist you. If the lottery requirements are too easy to achieve, the lottery function will be completely meaningless."
Song Yan thought about it and nodded his head in recognition of it.
After staying in the dormitory for a while, he went to the school canteen for dinner, and song Yan went to Zhao's martial arts school.
Zhaojiaquan martial arts school is only one kilometer away from Shengye middle school.
The head of the museum is Zhao Fengyang. He is the direct descendant of Zhao family boxing. He is very skillful in boxing. Even if song Yan had practiced hard for three years, he was not the enemy of his three moves. Of course, it's related to whether he got the real inheritance of Zhao family boxing.
According to the senior students who are also studying martial arts in the martial arts school, Zhao's boxing has three unique skills: one is the watching boxing of Zhao's boxing, the other is the nine breath method, and the third is the Tiger Leap step.
The three unique skills represent the martial arts, internal skill and body method respectively, which can definitely play an extraordinary power.
Of course, this is only a private discussion among the students. Zhao Fengyang never admitted it. Even after Song Yan heard the legend, he asked Zhao Fengyang face to face, and the other side just smiled but didn't speak.
Now, song Yan has gained medium physical skill from the system. His strength has greatly increased, and his confidence has also skyrocketed. The secret way is: I don't know if he can beat Zhao Fengyang.
Even in his heart, there was an impulse to go to Zhao Fengyang.
Thinking of this, he can't help but speed up his steps to the martial arts school.
As soon as song Yan entered the martial arts school, many familiar students greeted him, and he responded one by one.
After changing clothes from the dressing room, song Yan came to the running area, ran on the treadmill for more than ten minutes to warm up, then came to the equipment area and picked up the heaviest two dumbbells.
Try to practice a few times, but feel too light, always he used the heaviest dumbbell to practice arm strength but feel a little hard.
Then he tried other equipment, which was not very exciting, which made him realize that his physical strength is far beyond ordinary people, and these equipment are not suitable for him.
Just then, a short haired young woman in a dark blue sportswear and a black backpack walked into the martial arts school.
The height of a woman is about one meter and sixty-five, even if she is wearing loose sportswear, it is hard to hide her hot figure.
What's more, a woman has a beautiful and delicate baby face.
This woman, Zhao Xiaoyu, is the sister of Zhao Fengyang, the owner of the museum. She is 20 years old. She is a junior at Xiangcheng University. I heard that she is studying in the computer department.
But no one dares to look down on her, because her force value is very high. In the martial arts school, no one can beat her except his brother Zhao Fengyang.
As soon as Zhao Xiaoyu appeared, the students who were working out surrounded him and said: "Xiaoyu is beautiful again."
"Is Xiaoyu going to practice boxing today?"
"Xiaoyu, why don't I accompany you for a few moves?"
Facing the attentive male students around, Zhao Xiaoyu looks very relaxed and says with a smile: "as long as you are not afraid of looking for abuse, come and play with me!"
"Xiaoyu is really domineering!""Overbearing side leakage!"
The boys flattered again.
Song Yanke didn't go to the party because Zhao Xiaoyu seems to like him very much. When she duels with other students, she will be merciful, but she duels with him and beats him miserably every time, which makes song Yanke doubt whether they have a feud in their previous lives.
Soon, Zhao Xiaoyu came out with a close fitting vest and a pair of black shorts, which set off her figure more and more hotly, especially the two regiments on her chest, which almost broke.
Not a few male students have swallowed their saliva.
"Who comes first."
Zhao Xiaoyu jumped onto the challenge arena and shouted to a group of male students.
"I'll come first." A tall male student jumped onto the challenge arena first. It has to be said that all men are cheap. Knowing that they are not rivals, they still want to run to the challenge arena and be tortured.
Sure enough, within five moves, the tall male student couldn't resist Zhao Xiaoyu's attack and was directly kicked out of the challenge arena.
"Who else will come."
Zhao Xiaoyu stood proudly on the challenge arena, sweeping the crowd, and shouted with great vigour.
"I'll fight with Xiaoyu!" Another male student jumped onto the challenge arena.
Needless to say, Zhao Xiaoyu kicked him out of the challenge arena.
Next, six male students went to challenge one after another, and Zhao Xiaoyu easily cleaned them up. In eight innings, Zhao Xiaoyu didn't even have a drop of sweat on her forehead. It can be seen that her physical strength is very strong.
Song Yan knew it would be the result, and didn't pay too much attention to it. The weapons in the martial arts school were useless to him. In addition, he and Li Lei agreed to go to the Internet bar to play games, so he was ready to change clothes and leave the martial arts school.
"Song Yan, you come to accompany me for two moves!" All of a sudden, Zhao Xiaoyu on the challenge arena scoffed his fingers at him.
Subconsciously, he wanted to refuse. After all, he had been cruelly abused before. But then he thought that he had integrated the medium-sized body skills. What was Zhao Xiaoyu afraid of?
"Good!" So song Yan smiled and nodded, and walked to the challenge arena not hurriedly but slowly.
Seeing that song Yan promised so happily, Zhao Xiaoyu had some accidents. It seems that after being cruelly abused by himself several times, he would not fight with himself no matter how much he used words to stimulate him. Did he take the wrong medicine today.
Seeing the wrong edge on Zhao Xiaoyu's baby face, song Yan smiled: "Zhao Xiaoyu, Zhao Xiaoyu, do you think that song Yan is the former song Yan, today you can see my strength!"
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