super medical system

Chapter 88 What is flying?
What is flying?

When Zhang Baichuan threw the black and strong man three meters away, the opponent was only about [-] centimeters away from the ground, so everyone thought it was called "flying".

Because they haven't seen it.

And now, they finally saw it!

Yang Tian's figure was as stable as gold, but Zhang Baichuan soared into the air, passing over the heads of the crowd, at least 3 meters above the ground!
This is called real free flight!

This is the real Tai Chi pushing hands!

This is real, kung fu!
"Oh!"

The sound of his body making intimate contact with the plastic track on the playground rang in everyone's ears, and Zhang Baichuan fell to the ground without any discount at all.

The surprise on everyone's faces has not faded, and the wide-eyed eyes and wide-open mouth have become the standard features.

"Ow!"

A roar mixed with anger and pain sounded, Zhang Baichuan clutched his arm that was in close contact with the ground, and wanted to roar, but suddenly froze there.

"sky!"

"I, I, I read that right, right?"

"He did! He did!"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, but they were still too shocked to speak.

Seeing Zhang Baichuan's miserable state, everyone was horrified, and then suddenly remembered something, and stared at the center of the field.

Yang Tian was still in the same posture as before, his eyes were still closed, and the momentum reverberating in the air was still there.

Zhang Baichuan seemed to be in a daze, Yang Tian seemed to be in a trance, and everyone just froze in place, not daring to move, not even uttering a single syllable.

After a long time, Yang Tian finally heaved a sigh of relief, the chaotic thoughts in his mind were finally integrated, he got up and collected his strength, exhaled slowly, the moment he opened his eyes, the momentum in the air suddenly stopped!
Everyone felt that the big stone that was pressing on their hearts suddenly disappeared without a trace at this moment, and they couldn't help but sighed subconsciously.

"call--"

Dozens of people exhaled at the same time, and the sound suddenly attracted the attention of many runners.

Zhang Baichuan finally came to his senses, sitting on the ground, his face turning blue and turning white.

When Yang Tian threw him out, he didn't hold back at all. He flew at least seven or eight meters horizontally from a height of three meters. When Zhang Baichuan fell to the ground, there was no cushion prepared in advance.

The place where the arm touched the ground had already seeped fine drops of blood. Zhang Baichuan didn't feel any pain, only numbness, and more of it came from the shock of his heart.

According to his personality, he should have jumped up at this time and used the wound on his hand to question Master Yang Tianxing. Maybe he could take this opportunity to accuse him of beating the teacher and make a big mistake. .

But now he can't think of it at all.

Just now, when Yang Tian's aura was at its peak, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, when he watched his master show his true strength by chance, the shock, the depression, and the direct impact on the soul.

Even he didn't know it, but that's when he decided to learn Tai Chi.

For so many years, Zhang Baichuan lost himself, gave up on himself, and completely forgot his original intention, but at that moment just now, he recalled the original scene.

It turned out that this was his initial mood.

Zhang Baichuan's lips moved slightly, looking at Yang Tian, ​​the crowd had already spontaneously made a passage between the two of them.

At this moment, Yang Tian had already withdrawn his momentum, without the sharpness he had shown in the confrontation just now, he seemed extremely restrained, he seemed to be the same as him before, but he seemed a little different.

Looking at Yang Tian, ​​he thought of his master.

The master was also like this back then, indifferent and peaceful, but once he made a move, he was unparalleled in aura.

Zhang Baichuan was puzzled, he had lived and practiced Tai Chi for so many years, met many seniors and brothers and sisters, and there was only one person who could have the temperament of a master.

This is the one in front of you.

Although Yang Tian is still a little immature now, but in the future...

Zhang Baichuan didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it, he didn't want to find trouble with Yang Tian anymore, he needed to be quiet now.

He stood up unsteadily with his body supported, and walked towards the teachers' lounge step by step.

"Teacher, where are you going, teacher? Is there no class?"

Someone was asking, but Zhang Baichuan didn't answer, he waved his hand, and walked away, leaving only a group of students standing there awkwardly.

Han Bing slowly closed his gaping mouth, tilting his head to look at Yang Tian.

Yang Tian just stood there, his figure unchanged, his clothes unchanged, and even without any expression on his face, but Han Bing felt that he was different.

After watching for a long time, Han Bing finally realized that it was the eyes!

If Yang Tian's eyes were a bit dim before, then now, his bright eyes are like the most dazzling star in the dark night, shining directly into Han Bing's heart.

At this moment, Han Bing's face turned reddish, and a place in his heart suddenly softened.

……

"Are you all right?"

Wearing a small tie, the man with well-slicked hair carefully greeted the middle-aged man standing beside him, and the sweat on his temples was left uncontrollably.

"No, it's fine."

The middle-aged man quickly came to his senses, took a deep look at Yang Tian in the crowd, then turned his head and frowned, "The one who left should be the physical education teacher, right?"

"Hey, yes, it seems to be..." The man with the tie had more sweat on his face.

"What kind of dignity! The teacher left after class, what should the students do!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Hurry up and find someone!"

"Hey, yes, yes, please calm down, calm down, I'll go right away!"

……

In the area under Li Ying's jurisdiction, Xie Xin subconsciously kneaded the volleyball in his hand, looked at Yang Tian with complicated eyes, and was stunned for a while.

"Student? Classmate?"

A boy waved his hands helplessly in front of Xie Xin's eyes, and finally he moved up to block Xie Xin's sight, and finally managed to attract Xie Xin's attention.

"Ah! What's the matter?"

Xie Xin frowned, asked a casual question, stretched his neck to avoid the boy and continued to look over there.

"Student, what you are holding is our volleyball, can I trouble you to let go?"

The boy's face was full of mourning, he was about to kneel down to this girl!

That's right, it was his fault that he missed the ball and almost hit someone, but he apologized and admitted it, and this girl not only ignored him, but also held the ball so tightly that she couldn't even grab it!
"Ah? Ah! Sorry, here you go."

Only then did Xie Xin come to his senses, and quickly passed the ball in his hand to the boy's arms, sticking out his tongue embarrassingly.

"Thank you!"

The boy was so moved that he walked back with the ball in his arms, and squeezed his hand subconsciously, huh?Something is wrong!
When he lowered his head, he finally let out a cry——

Nima!What kind of skill are you, girl!This ball was crushed by you, did you make it!

(End of this chapter)