This little fat man is the Jin Jinghao in the challenge book, but how is it possible?

It is clearly written in the challenge book that Jin Jinghao is a fourth-dan black belt in taekwondo, and his combat strength is at least eighty. How could a taekwondo master who could already be called a vice-teacher be such a young fat man.

The fat man is too young. I have an equipment master system, but I am only in my early fifties, and this fat man's combat power is nearly 100, and he has been practicing since his mother's womb.

One afternoon, Yang Shuxia was uncomfortable in his seat. There's no way, there is a master in his early eighties with combat power sitting next to him, or a master who kills himself, and it's hard to be comfortable.

Even if he knew, it was impossible for Jin Jinghao to burst out and hurt people in class, so how could he fall asleep.

After school, Jin Jinghao bowed extremely politely, "Thank you Yang for taking care of me in the afternoon, please continue to take care of me tomorrow." ”

Yang Shuxia smiled, "It's easy to say, in the future, in this area, my brother will cover you." ”

Jin Jinghao's expression froze, brother, brother, this is a kind word, do you understand the kind words? Moreover, my brother's ultimate goal in coming here is to blow you up, and there is not even a bit of scum left, you still cover me, can you cover me?

The fat golden man turned around and left, looking a little depressed.

Zhang Ziyi posted it, "Little shrimp, what's wrong, this fat man is very difficult to do." ”

"What's so hard about a fat man." Yang Shuxia took a deep breath, "Let's go, start work." ”

This is a crazy night, Yang Shuxia scattered a lot of points, opening tasks in batches, and each piece of satin steel brought two or three energy points.

In the mission mode, Yang Shuxia also forged a thousand satin patterns at a super level. This piece of thousand-grain steel also brought Yang Shuxia a perfect-level task reward, ten energy points.

It's a pity that only one piece of a thousand satin patterns appeared overnight, and the mainstream products are still hundred satin patterns, and occasionally ten forging patterns appear.

This piece of thousand-grain steel, Yang Shuxia neither exchanged it for points, nor was he ready to deliver it to Xu Shaoshi, but was ready to refine a weapon for himself.

In Yang Shuxia's master backpack, there are now two pieces of equipment, a madman armor, which is still unwearable, and a skirmisher, which is too large and has no place for use for the time being.

The morning workout of the morning is also done in mission mode.

The result of the all-night mission mode is that the total number of stored energy points has reached sixty-three, at the cost of zero points.

Expensive energy points. Yang Shuxia sighed, took a look at the combat power card, and after running tasks all night, his own surname also rose slightly, his physique increased by one, and his combat effectiveness increased by 0.3.

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Early in the morning, the sun rises and the class bell rings.

Jin Jinghao sat in his seat early, looking at the empty seat next to him with a little disappointment, didn't he dare to come? It's another disappointing game that doesn't challenge the surname.

How could Yang Shuxia be disappointed, halfway through the first class, a bright bald head shook twice at the door of the classroom, and Yang Shuxia swaggered into the classroom.

The teacher was reading the handouts one by one, and the students were listening carefully and meticulously, except for Zhang Ziyi, who made a grimace. Yang Shuxia sat in his seat like an invisible person.

Jin Jinghao was dumbfounded, this kid is very arrogant!

With a strategic energy point reserve of up to sixty-three points, in Yang Shuxia's eyes, all Korean sticks are paper tigers.

patted Jin Jinghao on the shoulder, "Brother, study hard, if you don't understand anything, just ask brother." ”

After speaking, Yang Shuxia fell asleep on the table, leaving Jin Jinghao with an expression like constipation.

Jin Jinghao suddenly had the feeling of changing from a hunter to a prey.

This must be an illusion, Kim Kyung-hao told herself.

……

When the bell rang after class, Jin Jinghao jumped on the podium, "Hello everyone, let me reintroduce myself to you." I, Kim Jinghao, is not only a student of Anyang Middle School in South Korea, but also a taekwondo master in Changwu Hall, South Korea. ”

There was a boos from the podium, as long as you are a fat man and a taekwondo master, you may not be qualified for low hands. If you want to soak Chinese cuties, you can also show some real skills. For example, long legs, trim bangs or something.

When an assistant came on the field with a wooden plank, Jin Jinghao used an internal knife to cut off the wooden plank after six centimeters. Then, a side kick followed by a reverse wheel kick and then a turn side kick, three eight-centimeter-thick planks, burst! Burst! Burst!

"Wow-" There was a gasp in the classroom, it turned out that a fat man can also be a master.

Many girls are already flashing little stars in their eyes, and fat people can also be very handsome, super secure! The boys are already envious, jealous and hateful, our class already has a bald god, and now there is a fat master, how can we live!

"I will set up a taekwondo interest group in my spare time, and interested students can join, and we will discuss and learn together."

"Good!"

"I want to join."

"I'm going to join in, too."

Jin Jinghao looked at the classroom with satisfaction, and the only discordant thing was the bald head who was still sleeping.

"Yang Shuxia." Jin Jinghao shouted, and the sound waves beamed into a thin line, "I heard that you are a martial arts master, and I hope to have a fight with you." ”

"Ahh

Yang Shuxia stood up sleepily, "Classmate Jin's proposal is very good, I hope it can amuse everyone, and the brothers must have a personal match." ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—" The animals began to go into heat.

The golden fat man on the podium had a bad face, and a serious martial arts challenge came out of Yang Shuxia's mouth, how to sell a style with a monkey. Yang Shuxia's next sentence made the golden fat man's face even more ugly.

"But, Mr. Kim, I want to ask. Are you here to exchange and learn, or are you here to exchange skills? ”

"Mr. Jin, you are still young, you should focus on your studies and study hard. Don't follow the adults to learn how to dance knives and guns. After Yang Shuxia finished speaking, he lay down and fell asleep, leaving no chance for the golden fat man to refute.

The audience booed, and only Zhang Ziyi stepped forward, "Why is what classmate Yang said so incisive." It is worthy of reaching the realm of seeing the essence through the appearance of things. ”

"Cut!" A middle finger, what kind of sycophant, that guy went to bed early.

Yang Shuxia raised his head again, "Classmate Jin, there is one more thing, it is very rude to disturb others to sleep. ”

Jin Jinghao stood on the podium, his face more constipated than constipated.

Zhang Ziyi was shouting, "The ancients: Don't pretend to be forced. ”

The cattle who are afraid of not being chaotic are echoing, "Pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning!" ”

"Don't pretend to be pure."

"Pretending to be pure by the wheel!"

"Aulai, Olai, Olai. go, go, go, olai, olai, olai......"

In the chorus of the whole class, Jin Jinghao's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. Swallow this mouthful of blood, this is a shame, this is a great shame, a shame that cannot be washed away with blood.

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