The population of Flying Star City is not large, and the students of each phase of the Divine Machine Academy, including the foreign exchange students, are about a hundred people in total.

The Martial Arts Fundamentals class is taken by the same students and taught by a single instructor.

In this issue, Xie Lang, as the leader of the first class, Bai Xiaoshi, who has been practicing swordsmanship since childhood, Fang Xiaowu and Zheng Tianyi, who are well-to-do at home, and Sang Yu'er, an exchange student from the Ninth Galaxy, have the most outstanding results in the martial arts class, and they have basically been recognized as candidates who will inevitably practice the secret transmission of the Nine Methods of Divine Machines.

"Sang Yu'er is there!"

"Her legs are so straight and long!"

"Is this a juyun......ju? Tsk......"

As soon as they stepped into the fighting room, the students were immediately attracted by the big beauty Sang Yu'er, she was wearing a black tight body exercise shirt, a straight long leg was tense, raised high, and stood on the ring next to the wall, her arms were stretched, her curves were exquisite, and she was stretching her ligaments.

She doesn't seem to like the feeling of being in the limelight, her eyes are slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth have a cold and detached smile, but she still can't stop the infinite charm of a young and beautiful girl.

Chen Feiyang didn't dare to look more, followed Xie Lang, and walked to the other side of the battle room.

Xie Lang's greedy gaze glanced at Sang Yu'er's long legs, and he coughed and cleared his throat with a serious cough.

"Is everyone here?"

"Today, our class is conducting actual combat drills, and the final selection is coming soon, how much power is the martial arts foundation you have learned, let everyone take a look!"

He waved his hands, and there was a bit of smugness in his tone.

"Actual combat drills?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Is it a fight?"

Hearing the word "actual combat", the young people immediately boiled, and they all geared up.

Xie Lang shook his head regretfully, "Our time to learn martial arts is too short, we can't control the strength, the coach said that we can't fight, we still shoot the target......

"Shhh

The trainees let out a sigh of disappointment, "What's the point of hitting the target, they won't move." ”

Xie Lang smiled, "Today we don't shoot a dead target, we shoot a live target, you ...... Will definitely be satisfied!"

He had a smug expression on his face like a weasel stealing a chicken, and leaned to the side, revealing Chen Feiyang behind him.

Looking at the lonely auditors on the stage, the students cheered.

"Damn it!"

Chen Feiyang held a huge alloy shield, wore a helmet, and tied protective gear to the joints, and dodged heavily and clumsily in the ring.

Xie Lang's swift flying fist hit the shield like rain, thumping like a rapid drumbeat.

With every punch, Chen Feiyang's body shook slightly, and his face was pale.

"The squad leader is amazing!"

"Rocket Flying Fist, even if it hasn't undergone the first level transformation, has such a fast speed!"

"It seems that the squad leader is aiming at the light speed fist in the secret transmission of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine!"

"Except for him, no one can get this inheritance in this issue!"

Under the ring, the students were commenting on the big bang, and in addition to slapping Xie Lang's sycophants, many people were loudly laughing at Chen Feiyang's clumsy performance.

"Look at that auditor, does it look like a bear?"

"Hahaha, stupid!"

These words pierced Chen Feiyang's ears like a knife, his cheeks flushed, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and didn't say a word.

"I've had enough, next!"

Xie Lang laughed arrogantly and jumped out of the ring in a dashing manner, and the students were rarely able to hit people to their heart's content, and they rushed up.

"I'm coming!"

"I'm coming!"

Heavy punches.

Light punches.

Flying legs.

Palm split.

Shoulder rush.

Knee strike.

Each student, because of individual differences, has a different foundation of martial arts, and they poured out the young violence factor on Chen Feiyang's body, completely forgetting that this is also one of their classmates.

-- It's the same person.

The higher cultivation and older students are okay, they are a little measured, they basically hit Chen Feiyang's shield, and if they accidentally miss, they will also be blocked by the protective gear;

But the younger and impatient students, who are not good at cultivation, are making random moves, without any sense of proportion, and many punches and kicks have fallen on Chen Feiyang's body.

Syllable!

Syllable!

"Boy, you flash!

"If you're so stupid, where can you get a live target?"

Many people laughed, and even deliberately shot at Chen Feiyang's unprotected face, torso, and limbs, wanting to hurt him for fun.

This situation is getting more and more intense, and when a few bad boys who usually like to bully Chen Feiyang appear on the stage, the attack is even more naked and undisguised!

In the throat, lower yin, and chest, there were many punches and kicks, and even attacked Chen Feiyang's vital point.

"Senior Xie!"

After avoiding those malicious attacks again and again, Chen Feiyang finally couldn't hold it back, he slammed the shield away, and the fat man who was smiling on the opposite side was caught off guard, was hit by him and staggered, and sat down on the ground.

Chen Feiyang turned his head to face Xie Lang and protested in a deep voice.

"If this continues, I can't do it!"

His teeth chattered, his fists clenched, and his eyes flashed with rage.

Xie Langzheng was looking at it interestingly, and when he stopped, he frowned, his eyes were like needles.

"How can you not do such a simple thing? I kindly brought you to take the martial arts basic class, is this how you cope?"

His voice was stern.

"They deliberately wanted to hit me, this is not a class at all, they are bullying people!"

Chen Feiyang raised his head, and he felt the deep malice coming from these so-called classmates.

"How do you know they hit you on purpose?"

Xie Lang snorted, "The classmates are not good at learning, so it is difficult to control the shots, and it is inevitable to hit you twice, and they themselves may be injured?

"You ......"

Chen Feiyang's face turned red, he pulled off his helmet and threw it to the ground.

"You guys did it on purpose, I'm going to find a coach to judge!"

When the long and the long-

The metal helmet made a violent impact on the ground, and a tall, burly bald man heard the sound and asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"Coach Qian!"

Xie Lang stepped up, and the wicked person sued first, "This auditor is not willing to be a live target, so he can pick half of it!"

Coach Qian is in charge of the basic martial arts class, and he usually fishes in troubled waters, and is too lazy to teach seriously, most of them let the students practice by themselves, and they are very impatient when they see trouble.

"Auditors are still picky?"

His eyes widened and his nose furious.

"Do you want to go to school anymore? If you want to stay, you can be a target, or else, get out of here immediately!"

Coach Qian's voice was like thunder, threatening viciously.

Chen Feiyang clenched his fist, his fingertips pierced into his palm, almost bleeding, "Coach, they are not practicing boxing, they are deliberately attacking me and making me angry......"

"Oh?"

Coach Qian raised his eyebrows, "So, are you injured?"

His tone suddenly softened a little, Chen Feiyang was stunned, and Mu Ran shook his head, "That's not ......."

"That's fine!"

Coach Qian roared, spitting everywhere, "You are an auditor, you have never practiced martial arts at all, and you have practiced martial arts foundation for several years, and you were not injured even if you didn't fight back, and you still said that people did it on purpose?"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

The group of students also shouted indignantly, "We were already practicing seriously, if we really want to beat him, can he still stand here?"

"It's just that if he accidentally takes a few hits, he will go wild, coach, punish him!"

Chen Feiyang's face turned pale and froze, his anger making him speechless.

No injuries...... It's also his fault?

"If you stay in school at night, you will be punished for running 50 laps!"

"In the next month, the old warehouse will also be cleaned and sorted out by you!"

Coach Qian disdainfully announced the punishment, "Auditor, be clear, I'm polite to you! If this kind of thing happens again, I will directly kick you out of the school!"

A scar on his bare head glowed red viciously, like a mocking smile.

Chen Feiyang lowered his head and bit his lip fiercely, and a salty smell rose in his mouth.