Drinking milk tea makes you stronger. I really don't want to be the emperor of the human race.

Zhang Tuyuan, a powerful person in Kaimai Realm, has a blood and qi level of 2,000.

He is Su Lin's martial arts teacher, very strict, and has the title of devil instructor.

He used to be a soldier in the Holy Dragon Army, fighting on the battlefield, but his right leg was injured, and he retired to teach after the root of the disease.

"You actually asked Su Lin how to deal with it? Are you sure he will go to class?"

Lu Qianqian smiled without raising her head.

"Brother Su, are you skipping class today too? How about taking me with you?"

Li Tao realized it then.

Su Lin often skipped classes, even Zhang Tuyuan's class, Su Lin had skipped many times.

In the entire Jianghuo High School, only Su Lin dared to skip Zhang Tuyuan's class.

Many people laughed at Su Lin for not caring about his life.

"Su Lin skipped class to learn the language of all races."

"What did you skip class for?"

"Do you want to learn the language of all races too?"

Li Tao shook his head hurriedly when he heard it.

"Forget about the language of all races."

"It's better to kill me than to let me learn those things."

"I can bear the pain of the body, but I can't bear the pain of the brain."

"Look at it this way, I'd better go to Zhang Tuyuan's class."

Su Lin spoke at this time.

"I won't skip class today, I'll go to class with you."

Lu Qianqian and Li Tao stared at him with wide eyes.

"Really?"

"This is too strange, Su Lin, what day is today?"

"Have you learned all the languages ​​of all races?"

Lu Qianqian said in surprise.

"There is no reason. Isn't it normal for senior high school students to attend classes on time?"

Su Lin said disapprovingly.

Lu Qianqian and Li Tao were suspicious in their hearts.

It's normal for others, but it's abnormal for you.

There's a problem!

As the bell rang, a middle-aged woman walked into the classroom.

"Okay, students, it's time for class."

The middle-aged woman said as she flipped through the lesson plan.

…

After the baptism of cultural classes in the morning, they went to martial arts classes in the afternoon.

The students of Class 7 walked down the teaching building and went to the school's martial arts hall.

The martial arts classes for boys and girls are separate, and each has a martial arts teacher.

The boys of Class 7 came to their classroom, and everyone had a solemn look on their faces, except Su Lin.

Zhang Tuyuan was going to have a devilish special training, and everyone had heard about it.

This devil instructor has a great reputation in Jianghuo High School.

There is a record of making thousands of students cry.

Some people even transferred directly because of his psychological trauma.

In the sight of everyone.

A tall and strong middle-aged man appeared in their sight.

Zhang Tuyuan had a short haircut, bronze skin, a scar on his brow, bulging muscles all over his body, and a stern face.

At this time, he folded his hands across his chest and looked at the students.

"Line up in 5 seconds, or you'll have to run 10 laps first."

"Yes!"

The boys in Class 7 had already developed a habit of quickly forming an extremely neat team within five seconds.

And once they lined up, they began to count themselves.

"Report to the teacher, 29 boys are here!"

Squad leader Wu Liang said loudly.

"Okay."

Zhang Tuyuan approached the team and glanced at them.

"Today I'm going to show you something new."

"You must have been bored with the training in the past."

Zhang Tuyuan's hand flashed with black light, and a black sword appeared in his hand.

The students looked surprised.

"A sword appeared out of thin air!"

"Is this a storage item?"

"Storage ring? I heard that thing is very expensive, but Teacher Zhang actually has one?"

"It doesn't matter. The sword in Teacher Zhang's hand looks extraordinary."

Everyone communicated in a very low voice.

I saw that the black sword was covered with cracks, but the sharpness on it could not be concealed.

And Zhang Tuyuan spoke again.

"This was a reward from the army for killing enemies when I was 19 years old."

"This sword has been with me on the battlefield and killed countless enemies..."

"Today I will open your eyes. This sword is called the Black Iron Sword. It is made of black iron from outside the domain and weighs three thousand pounds."

"It can cut iron like mud and kill people with blood."

Zhang Tuyuan said calmly.

But the young men in the team were shocked.

"You are rewarded by the army at the age of 19. Is it so powerful?"

"This sword weighs three thousand pounds? Damn, it can crush me to death!"

"It's so terrifying!"

Zhang Tuyuan swung the iron sword twice easily, and he casually threw it away, and the black sword fell in front of everyone.

Crack!

The black sword sank directly into the ground, and the sword tip pierced ten inches into the ground.

"Today's training is very simple. You lift up this sword. If you can lift it up for more than ten seconds, it will be considered a success."

"If you can't lift it up, you will be punished."

Teacher ZhangSlowly speaking, everyone's face turned pale. Such a heavy sword, lift it? Are you kidding?

And now the sword has been inserted into the ground, and it has to be pulled out first.

At this time, Li Tao suddenly broke the silence.

"Teacher! The dean said last time that the venue cannot be destroyed again."

Li Tao pointed at the iron sword and said.

"How about the teacher pull out the sword first?"

Zhang Tuyuan glared at him fiercely.

Li Tao was so scared that his face turned pale and he took three steps back.

"Do I need to explain my actions to the dean in my life?"

"The dean is a piece of shit!"

Zhang Tuyuan pointed at Li Tao and shouted.

"Li Tao, you go first!"

"If you can't lift the sword, do 20,000 push-ups!"

"Ah..."

Li Tao's face was extremely ugly, as if he had eaten shit.

But he still ran to the iron sword with a dark face.

There were bursts of snickering in the team.

"It's a miracle if I can lift it up..."

Li Tao held the hilt with both hands, veins popped out on his face, and he used all his strength to pull out the sword.

But the iron sword didn't move at all, as if it was welded to the ground.

"Fuck!"

Li Tao kept groaning, his face flushed, his hands were rubbed raw, but the iron sword didn't react at all.

"Go and do push-ups."

"Okay! Teacher!"

Li Tao ran to a nearby place as if he had been pardoned and started doing push-ups.

"Next, Wu Liang."

"Ah, I..."

Wu Liang looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and slowly walked to the iron sword.

Wu Liang was the monitor of Class 7, and his Qi and blood ranked second in the class, second only to Ning Xiufeng, and his Qi and blood value had reached 87 points.

Wu Liang slowly held the hilt, took a deep breath and began to draw the sword.

He saw the large muscles in his arms bulge, and fierce power burst out.

But the iron sword still didn't move.

Wu Liang frowned and shouted loudly.

"Get up!"

The iron sword finally trembled, and the onlookers were surprised.

"As expected of the squad leader, the iron sword moved!"

"Wu Liang can do it."

"Come on, squad leader."

The iron sword kept trembling, but Wu Liang was trembling more violently at this time, and his muscles were overloaded.

But he still didn't want to give up, and shouted again and again.

"Come out!"

"Come out!"

"Ahhh! Come out!"

Crack, crack!

The onlookers exclaimed in an instant, and saw that the iron sword was really slowly pulled out.

But when the blade was about to be completely pulled out, Wu Liang lost his strength in an instant and fell heavily to the ground.

Wu Liang was soaked with sweat and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and his muscles were shaking uncontrollably.

"Wu Liang failed, rest for five minutes, 20,000 push-ups."

Zhang Tuyuan said without emotion.

Everyone took a breath.

"That's terrible, even if Wu Liang tried his best, he couldn't pull it out?"

"He has 87 points of blood and qi!"

"This, Wu Liang can't pull it out, let's just do push-ups directly."

"I think the only hope in our class is Ning Xiufeng, he has the highest blood and qi, 93 points."

"Only Brother Ning can do it."

Zhang Tuyuan pointed to Ning Xiufeng in the crowd.

"Next, Ning Xiufeng."

"I heard that your blood and qi have reached 93 points?"

"Pull out the sword and set an example for them."

Ning Xiufeng in the crowd turned pale.

Although he wanted to refuse, he would die if he refused.

Ning Xiufeng walked towards the iron sword in the spotlight.

On the other side, Li Tao was panting and doing push-ups.

Due to his rich experience, he did more than 2,000 push-ups in a short time.

He looked at the crowd and looked at Su Lin.

Su Lin looked calm, with one hand on his waist, watching everything silently.

"That's not right, why is Brother Su still watching? According to experience, he should have secretly run away, or come here to do push-ups directly..."

"Does he want to draw his sword too?"