Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 26 Overcrowded
The scorching sun in the afternoon is dazzling, and it is the hottest time of summer in a blink of an eye.

Ma Hongjun stood sadly at the entrance of the corridor, listening to the sound of lectures in the classroom, he felt drowsy.

That's right, he has learned the lesson that a child who skipped classes should have - standing for punishment!
Even though the sun was scorching, the two stacks of books in the left and right hands never dared to put them down.

This was the teacher's punishment for him. He skipped classes for two days when he first started school, and Ma Hongjun was completely blacklisted.

Looking at the old professor who was blowing his nose and staring, he very consciously came to the corridor with the new book in his arms, and started his young development career.

"Hey, after all, this small body bears everything by itself."

Ma Hongjun sighed with emotion, and lowered his two little hands.

"Stand up for me, the book is upright!"

A hoarse roar sounded, and Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he hastened to wake up and stand upright.

The old professor pushed his glasses, and walked out of the classroom at some point.

It seems that skipping class is a big mistake in his heart...

"The biggest mistake I made in my last life was not making my daughter stand as a punishment..."

After Ma Hongjun finished speaking, he raised the book horizontally again, his legs were tied down in a horse stance, then he closed his eyes, and silently cultivated his soul power.

In his previous life, he was an actual martial arts master, and he was already proficient in basic skills such as squatting and horse stance. What he wants in this life is to strengthen this body.

Cultivating on the blue star without so-called soul power and spiritual power, all you can hone are skills and experience, as well as a physique that is slightly stronger than others.

And his goal in this life is very clear, besides cultivating to become a god, he is to explore the mysteries of this world, establish a martial arts sect in this Douluo Continent, and create a brand new martial arts style!
Time passed quickly, class was over, and the afternoon passed in the blink of an eye. Ma Hongjun was lazy for a while, after all, there was a competition later on, and the body had to be kept in top condition.

"Hongjun, what are you doing, standing as a punishment?"

At this time, Frieza was the first to come over, seeing Ma Hongjun holding a book in both hands, he stepped forward in surprise.

Ma Hongjun opened his eyes and looked indifferently: "I am strengthening my body."

"Oh…"

After a while, Sam, Zhao Ling and others also came over.

"Hey, Ma Hongjun, what are you doing, this posture...is really weird..."

Zhao Ling looked over with strange eyes, and seeing the slightly glistening sweat stains on Ma Hongjun's forehead, he couldn't help asking strangely.

Tian Yang walked silently, his eyes swept towards the crowd gradually, and a group of young boys and girls cast strange glances one after another.

"How long do you want to stand, hurry up!"

"But..." Ma Hongjun hesitated, the other classrooms were dismissed, and the old professor in his own classroom seemed to be talking with gusto, "Now that I'm running away, I can't continue to be punished tomorrow, can I?"

"this…"

Tian Yang was taken aback, he had never been punished by the teacher before, this situation is really unclear.

"Hurry up, or you'll be late if you don't, and don't be called abstention by those guys." Little Sam urged from the side, seeing that half of the sky in the distance was already blood red, and the time was coming.

"Okay students, this is the end of our class today, get out of class is over!"

Ma Hongjun ran in quickly.

"I'll go first, teacher!"

After a moment of breathing, he ran out again.

"Hurry up, or you'll be late!"

Next, it will be the battlefield in their 315 dormitory.

6V6!

Who is the grandson!

"By the way, is the notification in place?" Ma Hongjun asked while running.

"Well, everyone said that they would come to watch the battle when they heard that it was a lower grade challenging a senior grade or a team battle." Little Arthur replied excitedly from the side.

Sam also said: "It's the same with me. When I heard that the seniors came to the dormitory to bully the juniors, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and said that they would support us in the martial arts ring after class!"

Immediately, the four turned their gazes to Frieza and Zhao Ling, and said in doubt:
"You two were not beaten?"

"What do you mean?!? Do you really want us to be beaten?"

Frieza was taken aback, while Zhao Ling was full of anger.

"How is that possible." Ma Hongjun hurriedly waved his hands, "I believe in your wisdom, so I dare to let you go with confidence. If Sam and little Arthur go, the two of them will definitely not escape a severe beating."

Sam and Little Arthur: "..."

"What about you, has the teacher from the academy informed you?" Tian Yang interrupted and asked.

"No problem, Teacher Tia promised me, and leave the rest to him."

"That's good!"

Several people looked happy.

"With Teacher Tia's words, we will not be afraid of being retaliated!"

"With the backing of the vice-principal, I'm afraid that the Ding family will mess up!" Sam vomited thick phlegm.

Seeing the excited expressions of several people, Ma Hongjun prayed silently in his heart: Teacher Tia, you must be more reliable this time!
Little Arthur Nuonuo on the side interjected: "Here, what if we can't beat..."

Zhao Ling: "..."

Sam: "..."

Ma Hongjun: "..."

Frieza ran aside silently, and kicked little Arthur on the ass.

"Ah~"

.........

Jogging all the way, passing through the playground, and walking through the martial arts practice, what is different from the past is that there are more people today.

The youthful and beautiful senior, the petite and lovely junior, the serious female teacher...

"Oh my god, there are so many people!" Little Arthur exclaimed as soon as he passed through Yanbu Dao.

Rather than saying it was a personal grievance between two dormitories, it was better to say it was a contest between two colleges. The densely packed crowd unexpectedly filled the area of ​​nearly the square meter in front.

Of the three arenas, only the big arena in the middle was empty, and tables and chairs were placed on the other two arenas at some point.

And the one sitting in the first place drinking tea leisurely, isn't it Dean Doyle? ! ?
As for the woman in black who looked disgusted and moved the stool, it was Ma Hongjun's teacher Tia.

"President Doyle, the two vice-presidents, the dean, the guest, the old scholar..."

Frieza's eyes widened. There were 30 to [-] people in the two rings, and besides some leaders of the academy, there were many people he didn't know.

But from the perspective of position, the strength and status must not be weak.

Everyone shifted their eyes to Ma Hongjun, and said slowly: "This battle...is it a bit big...?..."

As for the middle-aged man sitting on the ring, Frieza still knew him. Isn't that the current head of the Ding family? ? ?
Ding Ning's father - Ding Yichen! ! !
"You five go up first, I have something to do at the moment, I'll come back as soon as I go back!"

Ma Hongjun gave a warning, silently retreated to perform martial arts, and quickly disappeared among the bushes.

"What are you doing Hongjun? The competition is about to begin!" Zhao Ling wanted to grab him, but before he could catch him, Pang Ma slipped away.

And as the voice came out, the surrounding eyes were gradually attracted.

"Here we come? Isn't it going to be a team battle? Are you groping around, are you scared?!?"

There was a burst of absurd laughter. Ding Ning and the others were already waiting under the ring, and Syl launched a mocking attack first.

(End of this chapter)