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

Ning Xiufeng held the hilt of the sword under the gaze of the crowd.

"Let's start."

After Zhang Tuyuan finished speaking, Ning Xiufeng suddenly exerted force.

There were only a few clicks.

The black sword was slowly pulled out of the ground.

Zhang Tuyuan nodded slightly, and the crowd exclaimed.

"So fast! Brother Ning pulled it out now?!"

"As expected of 93 points of Qi and blood! There is a world of difference from Wu Liang."

"Brother Ning is awesome!"

But Ning Xiufeng's face was not relaxed, veins on his forehead bulged, and his arms trembled slightly.

"Lift it up, and you will succeed if it exceeds ten seconds."

Zhang Tuyuan said silently.

Ning Xiufeng slowly raised the black iron sword, but his arms continued to feel severe pain at this time.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ning Xiufeng's big beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

The pain in his arms increased, and he was about to lose his grip on the sword.

Every second was torture for him at this time.

Four seconds, five seconds...

"Fuck, Brother Ning is going to succeed! Too strong!"

"Brother Ning, you can do it!"

"Brother Ning will succeed."

But at this moment, Ning Xiufeng groaned, and he let go of the sword and fell backwards.

Crack.

The black sword sank into the ground again, and Ning Xiufeng sat on the ground, exhausted.

Everyone was shocked.

Ning Xiufeng couldn't hold on after just 5 seconds?

Just now he was still praising, and now he was slapped in the face.

"Five seconds! It's already very strong. There are not many people in the whole school who can do it."

"Give Brother Ning some time to practice again. Ten seconds is not a difficult thing."

Everyone made up for it.

"Take a five-minute break and do 20,000 push-ups."

Zhang Tuyuan said as before.

But Ning Xiufeng said with some dissatisfaction.

"Teacher, I clearly pulled it out, why should I be punished too?"

"I said, it's considered complete only if it's held up for more than ten seconds."

"Did you not hear clearly?"

"Or are you questioning me?"

Zhang Tuyuan looked at Ning Xiufeng and said.

Ning Xiufeng didn't dare to talk back, so he could only lower his head silently.

He thought to himself.

"Stubborn and inflexible."

"If you don't even take care of a genius like me, will you be a teacher!"

Zhang Tuyuan looked around the crowd again.

"Then the next one..."

"Hmm? Su Lin, are you here for class?"

Zhang Tuyuan said with a slightly different tone, looking at the boy in the corner of the crowd.

Everyone also looked at Su Lin.

"Yes, Su Lin is here today. Doesn't he skip classes every day?"

"Didn't he give up martial arts?"

Zhang Tuyuan's eyes were filled with coldness at this time.

He spoke to Su Lin.

"Su Lin, since you are here, don't just watch."

"Come here, it's your turn to perform."

"If you fail, do 40,000 push-ups."

Su Lin raised his eyebrows when listening to Zhang Tuyuan's words.

Zhang Tuyuan must be very unhappy with him, right?

But it's normal.

He has skipped classes so many times that he can't even count them.

Zhang Tuyuan didn't run over and beat him up first, which was quite restrained.

Zhang Tuyuan looked at Su Lin and continued.

"Don't dare to come? If you want to give up, that's fine."

"Do 50,000 push-ups now."

"You can't go home today if you don't finish."

The onlookers laughed and started to discuss,

"Hahaha, Su Lin, the unlucky guy, is in trouble today!"

"How could he possibly lift that sword? Ning Xiufeng has 93 points of Qi and blood, how about him?"

"That's right, and didn't Su Lin give up martial arts a long time ago? I heard that his Qi and blood are not even 20?"

"Not even 20? How is that possible? Ordinary people have 25 points of Qi and blood..."

"You don't know, he has a physical problem... For a long time, I remember that he tested 11 points of Qi and blood half a year ago, and it's getting lower and lower. I don't know how much Qi and blood he has now."

"11 points? So low? What's the difference between this and being disabled?"

Amid the discussion, Su Lin walked up.

"Fuck, he really went? I can't afford to lose this guy."

"He might as well do push-ups and pretend to be fat? What's the point of pretending?"

"He has less than 20 HP, don't get hurt, I'll have to call an ambulance for him later."

"I think he has more than just physical problems, I now suspect he has some brain problems too."

Zhang Tuyuan saw Su Lin walking in front of him.

Su Lin didn't raise the sword directly, but said with a smile on his face.

"Teacher Zhang, do you think I can lift this sword?"

"No."

Zhang Tuyuan said firmly.

"What if I lift it, and it takes more than ten seconds?"

Su Lin continued to ask.

And Zhang Tuyuan sneered, this Su Lin is quite good at joking.

"Humor."

"You can lift this sword, whatever you say, whatever you say is what it is."

AndSu Lin extended a hand to him.

"Okay! If I lift this sword, Teacher Zhang will treat me to ten cups of milk tea."

Zhang Tuyuan looked strange.

"Milk tea? Drink that stuff? I thought you were going to say something."

Zhang Tuyuan snorted.

"Ten cups of milk tea? If you can lift this sword..."

"Twenty cups!"

"I can afford it."

Su Lin chuckled and immediately grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Thank you, teacher."

Everyone was stunned when they heard it.

This Su Lin actually made a bet with Zhang Tuyuan.

Those who didn't know would think that Su Lin was a top student?

However, in their eyes, Su Lin was the one with the lowest blood and the weakest martial arts in their class.

This last-place student could bet with Zhang Tuyuan?

What a joke.

And the bet was twenty cups of milk tea?

This Su Lin must be a martial artist.

Who drinks that stuff when practicing martial arts?

Li Tao also ran over at this time and came to watch.

Originally, he wanted to take a break and take a look at Su Lin.

Unexpectedly, he saw Su Lin walked up, as if he was going to draw his sword.

And it seemed that he had made a bet with Zhang Tuyuan?

"Brother Su, are you so brave today?"

"Do you have a trump card?"

He knew that Su Lin was not the kind of person who was blindly confident.

Although Li Tao knew Su Lin very well, he still didn't understand what was going on.

But Li Tao still shouted at Su Lin.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Su, I will help you do a thousand push-ups later."

Su Lin smiled and was not affected by the crowd. Just when he was about to raise his sword, a chuckle came.

It was Ning Xiufeng who was sitting not far away. At this time, he had a mocking look in his eyes.

"What's the wind blowing today? Why are you pretending?"

"I remind you that this sword is very sharp, don't hurt yourself."

"I don't want to splash blood."

Su Lin didn't even look at him and said lightly.

"Thanks for the reminder."

Ning Xiufeng felt strange.

Could it be that Su Lin was jealous when he saw his blood and qi break through 93 points?

How come he was more dramatic than him?

"You are just trying to attract attention, clown."

"You will not be able to raise your head in front of the whole class later."

Ning Xiufeng laughed.

Su Lin had more scenes than him today, which made him a little unhappy.

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling black light flashed in front of his eyes.

Wow.

The black sword was pulled out of the ground by Su Lin in an instant.

There was no dragging, just like picking up a branch.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was raised high above his head by Su Lin.

It was as easy as raising his hand to drink water.

Everything happened in a flash, even in less than a second.

The whole audience was silent, and everyone was stunned.

And Ning Xiufeng suddenly felt a chill on his scalp.

He touched it with his hand, and his heart twitched.

His hair was actually cut off by the sharp sword energy.

A piece of bald scalp was exposed at this time.

"This sword is really sharp."

Su Lin looked down at Ning Xiufeng's bald scalp and said.

"Fuck!!"