"Arrogance!" The instructor of Class 9 said in a deep voice.

Wang He smiled slightly, and then put his right hand on the table.

Since the instructors thought he was arrogant, he let them see his serious arrogance once.

This time.

Before the countdown began, Wang He suddenly exerted his strength.

Ten times the increase in physique, which has already made him invincible.

How scary can it be when he's giving it his all?

"Crackling."

"Ahh

First, the crisp sound of the knuckles sounded one after another, and then the instructor of class 10 changed his face drastically and exhaled in pain.

The wrist wrenching competition has not yet begun.

The instructors of Class 10 have lost their ability to fight.

"Wang He, you..." the other instructors directly called out Wang He's name.

Wang He didn't find it strange.

As soon as he came, the news that he was a fool had already spread.

Second, the instructors targeted him, which must be related to Zhang Tianying.

Originally, this was just an entertainment competition, and Wang He didn't plan to bully any instructor with the Demon Roar Nine Days.

But when he found out that the purpose of the contest was to target him, he immediately decided to retaliate.

Seeing that the instructors were concerned about the injuries on the hands of the instructors of Class 10, Wang He asked out loud: "Do you want to continue the competition?" ”

"Wang He, you are simply rampant." The person who spoke was the bishop of this military training, and he was also Zhang Tianying's own uncle.

Last night, he received a call from his nephew, and Zhang Tianying told him on the phone that he was bullied by Wang He in the eighth class of high school.

He has always loved Zhang Tianying, his nephew, and when he learned that his nephew was bullied, he couldn't bear it at all with his protective character, so he immediately agreed to avenge him.

The activity of wrestling the wrist was thought up by him, Wang He was elected as the class representative, and he also instructed behind his back, the purpose was to abolish Wang He openly and honestly avenge the humiliation of his own nephew.

Afterwards, he could say that he made a mistake for a while, and at most he would be blamed by his superiors, and there would be no big problem.

But he never expected that Wang He would be a hard stubble.

Win the instructor of class 12, it can be said that the instructor of class 12 is tired.

So what about the instructors of class 11 in seconds?

Simply relying on strength to pinch the finger joints of the instructor of Class 10 out of place, how can you say this?

So, he couldn't help but come forward.

As a member of the first year of high school, of course he knows who the person who spoke is, known as the 'black-faced god', and he is also the bishop of this military training, and he is also the uncle of Zhang Tianying, the leader of the ninth class.

Many people know about this.

Wang He looked at the bishop with an indifferent face.

From the bottom of his heart, he is not afraid of any instructor.

After all, he had successfully practiced the first weight of the Demon Roar Nine Heavens Duel last night.

Long.

Wang He smiled and asked, "Bishop, are you going to play in person?" ”

As soon as the bishop was about to speak, the instructor of Class 9 immediately stood up and said, "I'm coming." ”

The bishop glanced at the instructor of Class 9, but the two did not speak.

After a few seconds, the bishop nodded.

After the instructor of Class 9 sat down, he squinted and said, "Wang He, the previous instructors didn't do their best, that's because we don't want to bully the small with the big, but judging from your performance, it doesn't matter if I try my best, right?" ”

Hearing this, Wang He sneered.

The previous instructor didn't use all his strength?

Trick the devil to go.

Others may not know, but how can Wang He not know?

However, he was not prepared to entangle with the other party in this matter.

He nodded, mumbled, and said, "Okay." ”

A few seconds passed.

As soon as the two of them clasped hands together, before Wang He could exert his strength, the instructor of Class Nine glanced at the instructor who was in charge of the countdown.

Then I heard the instructor in charge of the countdown quickly say, "Three-two-one." ”

Tricks!

Wang He was surprised.

He didn't expect the instructor of Class 9 to be so shameless, even if he bullied the small, he was so shameless that he wanted to hit him off guard.

It's a pity that the instructor of Class 9 doesn't know how strong Wang He is.

What about fraud?

Even if Wang He didn't exert his strength, the instructor of Class Nine couldn't pull his wrist.

"Lose!"

As soon as Wang He spoke, his hand was violent.

The instructor of class 9, like the instructor of class 11, was knocked out by Wang He in a second.

"Next."

"I don't believe it." The instructor of Class 8 sat down.

The result is the same.

Lose in seconds!

"Next!"

Subsequently, the instructors of the seventh, sixth, fifth, fourth, third, and second classes all lost in seconds without exception.

When there was only one class of instructors left, that is, the instructors of this military training, the instructors' faces turned as black as the bottom of the pot.

Before that, even if they were beaten to death, they didn't believe that a first-year high school student could completely crush them in a project like 'wrist wrestling'.

But now the facts are in front of them, and they cannot deny them.

They did lose.

And he lost very badly, and he didn't even have the courage to open his mouth to refute.

Almost every instructor is a 'second loser'.

With such a tragic record, all the faces were lost.

At this time, the bishop had secretly regretted coming out for Zhang Tianying, but there was no turning back from the bow, since he had already made a move, no matter what the outcome was, he had to bite the bullet.

Wang He waited for the bishop to sit down before asking, "After all, you are instructors, and losing to the student team is too ugly, or... I'm just going to make a show and lose? ”

The bishop's face instantly turned darker than the bottom of the pot, because Wang He's words could not only be heard by him, but also by most of the students on the playground.

Therefore, Wang He slapped him in the face nakedly.

Slap the face of the team of military training instructors.

"Do you want to?" Wang He asked again.

"No, I don't." The bishop gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Oh."

When the two shook hands, Wang He asked again: "I mean seriously, really don't want to?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, we can afford to play and we can afford to lose." The bishop said in a deep voice.

"That's... All right. Wang He shrugged his shoulders and said.

Because he didn't feel the bishop's secret strength, Wang He didn't exert his strength, and when the instructor in charge of the countdown began to count.

Wang He hurriedly lowered his voice, and then said in a volume that only the two of them had: "You were originally a good instructor, but the most wrong thing for you was to avenge your nephew." ”

"I don't understand what you're saying."

As soon as the bishop finished speaking, the instructor in charge of the countdown just counted to one.

"Smack!"

The back of Wang He's hand touched the tabletop.

Wang He lost.

The same fate as the instructor who was knocked out by him before.

Lose in seconds!

"Oh, the bishop is really powerful, I lost, I bowed to the wind." After Wang He let go of his hand, he looked at the bishop with admiration and said loudly.

However.

After Wang He's words fell, everyone looked at him and the bishop with strange expressions.

Especially what Wang He said at the beginning, and when it was about to begin, Wang He whispered another sentence to the bishop, and then the bishop also replied.

The rest of the conversation was inaudible to no one except for the two parties.

This gives everyone more room for suspicion.

So, the discussion gradually sounded.

"Damn, this makes it too obvious, right?"

"Fooling us all?"

"You don't need to be so perfunctory, right?"

"Naked handicap."

"It's too fake."

“......”

There is more and more talk, and the playground is like a vegetable market.

Wang He leaned closer and said, "This matter is enough to make you uncomfortable for a long time. ”

After that, Wang He didn't wait for the bishop to speak, then stood up and said loudly to the bishop: "I have already lost, change." ”

At this time, the expression on the bishop's face was a hundred times more uncomfortable than eating.

Next, the representatives of the other classes came on the field, and they all lost without exception.

In the end, the wrist wrestling event was won by the instructor team.

However, there was not a hint of a smile on the faces of the instructors.

Wang He can win the bishop, but he deliberately loses, why is that?

Very simple.

He just wants everyone to know that he deliberately let the race.

In this way, the purpose of disgusting the bishop can be achieved, making their faces dull and making them extremely aggrieved.

This feeling is more uncomfortable and cruel than losing.

Afterwards, the instructors walked away.

As for Wang He, everyone had to change their opinion of him.

A person who can win the instructor in a row, can make the instructor's face pale but helpless, will he be a fool?

And the news spread quickly.

But after a while, the matter faded away, and no one talked about it again.

In addition, after the 'wrist wrestling' incident, no one dared to bully Wang He as a fool anymore, and he was finally able to clean up for a few days.

After evening self-study on this day, Wang He heard someone shouting 'Uncle' on the way back to the dormitory.

At first, Wang He ignored it.

But the other party kept chasing and shouting, Wang He stopped and looked back.

No one!

Just as he was feeling strange, two people suddenly appeared in front of him.

A bull's head, a horse's face.

Wang He was taken aback, and he was just about to make a move, but Niu Tou Ma Mian hurriedly stopped him.

At this time, Wang He realized that he was the son-in-law of Lord Yama.

Wang He asked, "What are you looking for me to do?" ”

Niu Tou Ma glanced at each other, Niu Tou took out a black sign and said, "Uncle, we are here to carry out the mission, and by the way, I will give you this token." ”

Wang He stretched out his hand to take the black brand, and before he asked, Ma Mian had already said the effect of the token: "As long as you hold this token, uncle, you can return to the Netherworld anytime and anywhere in the future, the method of use is very simple, just put the token on the ground and read it." ”

Wang He nodded, he promised Lord Yan that he would often go back to the underworld to cultivate a relationship with Sha Ling when he had time, and he was glad that he couldn't go back to the underworld, who knew that it didn't take long for Niu Tou Ma Mian to be ordered to bring him the token to return to the underworld.

Now that he has the token, it's hard for him to think about going back.

"Uncle, Lord Yama explained, let you take time to go back to the underworld as soon as possible, after all, you and Miss have just got married..."

Wang He interrupted Niu Tou's words and said, "I know. ”

Then, Wang He remembered that Niu Tou Ma Mian had come to perform the mission, so he asked curiously, "What mission are you here to perform?" ”

Niu Tou hesitated for a moment, and finally explained truthfully: "Zhao Wanling's time has come, let's take her down." ”

"Zhao Wanling?"

Wang He was taken aback, his homeroom teacher was also called Zhao Wanling.