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"Thank you!" Qing Sisi hurriedly expressed her heartfelt gratitude to Liu Qingying, and carefully helped Long Batian out.

"No! No! I'm fine, just exhausted, really, just a little overtired!" Long Batian kept explaining to the girl, he felt uncomfortable being taken care of.

Looking at his energy, it was obvious that he felt uncomfortable about bothering others. Liu Qingying didn't care about it at all, but felt that it was easier this way. You know, she is the school beauty of S City No. 1 Middle School, and she has to deal with those persistent suitors every day. At this moment, she can personally escort Long Batian. Although she doesn't say it, she may be happier than anyone else in her heart. Liu Qingying didn't think that Long Batian could resist her beauty, maybe she wanted to highlight her gentlemanly demeanor.

What’s regrettable is that from beginning to end, Long Batian never even glanced at Liu Qingying out of the corner of his eye, as if there was no intersection between them at all.

On the contrary, Qing Sisi seemed particularly enthusiastic and curious. She blinked her big eyes at Long Batian and asked repeatedly, "Wow! Zhang, you are really amazing!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Long Batian hid his inner doubts and was obviously a little unfamiliar with her.

"Ah... Hehe, maybe it's luck, it's really just luck!" Long Batian smiled embarrassedly. In the memory fragments of Zhang Mengzhi that he obtained, he remembered that a girl named Qing Sisi seemed to have a good impression of him, so he answered impromptu. As for the beautiful woman standing behind them, it was the goddess that this body had been obsessed with - Liu Qingying.

I really hope this farce can end quickly. Long Batian felt his scalp tingling. If he had known earlier, he would not have entered Zhang Mengzhi's body. He caused himself a lot of trouble for no reason. Liu Qingying's curious eyes obviously showed that she was very interested in him.

After arriving at the infirmary, Long Batian looked up and saw Kellogg, and was so surprised that he almost jumped up. Isn't this the doctor Kellogg who had superb medical skills that he met in Siberia? Her unique height, perfect body proportions, and obvious plump buttocks, and the temperament of a gentle and well-read talented woman, are eye-catching, like gold shining under the sun. At this time, she was concentrating on a book, with her golden hair tied into a ponytail casually, exuding a strong intellectual charm.

"Oh, it's Dr. Kellogg?" Long Batian said subconsciously.

"Huh? What happened?" Kellogg raised his head subconsciously, and then saw Long Batian and two young girls standing at the door.

"Teacher Kellogg, this student has just been injured. Please take a look!" Liu Qingying's pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh... okay, everyone please be patient!" Kellogg nodded.

At this moment, Qing Sisi frowned, and it was obvious that her inner worry was beyond words.

"Let me see!" Kellogg put the book back to its original place leisurely, and then carefully conducted a comprehensive and detailed physical examination for Long Batian. Finally, she put down the stethoscope, looked at Long Batian deeply for a while, and said slowly: "It's nothing serious, just trivial overwork, you should be able to recover after a short rest!"

"So, do you know me?" Kellogg asked Long Batian calmly. She just heard the sentence: It's Dr. Kellogg?

"I don't know him!! But I've heard of him!" Long Batian shook his head without hesitation.

Kellogg didn't think much about it. No one would associate the little bean sprout in front of him with a strong man like Long Batian. "That's easy. Please lie down on the bed. And close the curtain." Kellogg's next words were as concise and clear as the morning bell and evening drum.

However, at this moment, Qing Sisi suddenly approached Long Batian quietly, puffed up her cheeks and gritted her teeth and asked, "Huh, classmate Zhang, are you attracted to that teacher Kellogg again?" When she said this, her eyes were full of jealousy and anger. "That Dr. Kellogg just joined our school. She is beautiful and her medical skills are amazing. The boys regard her as an idol." After hearing Kellogg's words that it was okay and she should take a rest, Liu Qingying had already turned around and left silently.

"Then you should hurry up and go to class too! Sisi! Don't worry about me!" Long Batian said smoothly, but what he was thinking in his mind was that since Qing Sisi was still here, she might want to avoid class intentionally. In order to prevent her from interfering with him, he could only find an excuse to get her away.

"Okay, then you should have a good rest!" Qing Sisi took a few steps back with a feeling of grievance, but finally, reluctantly, she closed the snow-white curtain obediently.

Finally, there was no one around. Long Batian breathed a sigh of relief and began the bone-strengthening session in "The Great Demon Sutra" anxiously. He had to hurry up, as Long Batian had already felt the compassion of Zhang Mengzhi's soul.

Where does the power to soar to the sky, swallow mountains and rivers, and break rocks come from? This is the answer that all warriors are exploring. On this question, Kelloggs is like a schoolchild, obsessively flipping through the books that make her heart beat fast. In this wonderful collection, the author is like an excellent poet, telling the origin of Qi and presenting how to practice Qi; however, as the pages increase, the content becomes more and more difficult to understand. Kelloggs is dizzy and feels like she is deciphering a set of biblical codes. Unfortunately, although she understands and recognizes the importance of Qi, she knows nothing about how to truly master Qi. The surrounding environment is not suitable for practicing Qi. There are only Kendo, Judo, Taekwondo and Ancient Martial Arts in the school. Although the members of these clubs are also considered warriors, they give her the feeling that they are still a little behind the mysterious oriental man. Therefore, Kelloggs felt a little disappointed. She didn't know when she would meet the magical oriental man again. After all, this study trip took up a lot of time, but if she didn't enjoy it, wouldn't it be a waste of energy?

While Kelloggs was thinking about this question, Tong Manli, as the head of Class 3 of Grade 1, heard that her students went to the infirmary and saw Long Batian resting in bed. She found that he was fine, so she just gave him a few instructions and left in a hurry. For this, Long Batian regretted it very much. If he had not done the bone strengthening in advance, he would have seized the opportunity to communicate with Tong Manli now.

At the same time, in the conference room, the school leader invited various martial arts groups to attend the meeting, and everyone was in a good mood. Guanggang sat in his seat, thinking about how to talk to Tong Manli about Long Batian after the meeting. Such outstanding talents cannot be limited to the classroom. Of course, it is more important to respect everyone's choice.

Before the meeting started, members of the Kendo, Judo, Taekwondo and Ancient Martial Arts departments had all arrived at the scene, except for the director of the Muay Thai department who had not yet arrived.

"Yinluo, look carefully, what kind of meeting are we having today?" Guanggang was asking Yinluo next to him. Yinluo was also a woman. She was not only a member of the judo team, but also the only woman present. She had an ordinary appearance, but she had been doing sports for many years, which made her figure look exceptionally beautiful.

"How should I know?" Yinluo shook her head gracefully, but her furrowed brows made it clear that this meeting was very unusual.

After a while, a handsome young man in a gray-black suit and black-framed glasses stepped into the meeting room with a piece of paper in his right hand. He also wore a silver watch on his sleeve, and the backs of his hands were covered with thick calluses. His eyes were as calm as water and he scanned the whole room, as if he was examining a group of naughty children. Then, he waved his right arm without warning, like a sharp blade out of its sheath. In an instant, the paper flew away, and his palm shook lightly, leaving only the relevant description of the Muay Thai department on the paper. The martial arts department members present were amazed, both at the provocation of the young man in front of them and at the mysterious skills on his desk.

"Everyone should already know that my name is Ju Hong, and I am currently the director of the Muay Thai Department. The board of directors invited me here to reorganize our martial arts department!" Ju Hong spoke slowly, as if the issues he was talking about were just trivial matters in daily life.

"Is rectification just about making trouble? All the people we teach are students!" The Taekwondo director jumped up and down in anger and asked loudly.

“Don’t be so impatient!” Ju Hong smiled, stretched out his hand to signal the Taekwondo department director to calm down, and then slowly said: “Everyone, take a look at this table in my hand, which has detailed records of the situation of each department. Regarding the Kendo Department, Judo Department, Taekwondo Department and Ancient Martial Arts Department, I think their existence is not very meaningful and can be completely cancelled. I suggest that only the Muay Thai Department be retained, and other institutions can be disbanded. You have all learned your own skills. If you are willing to join the Muay Thai Department, that would be the best. However, you can only enroll if you want to pass my bone age test. Because I will only train young people who meet the bone age standards!

"Hey, what do you mean? Why are you staring at me? Are we here in the Ancient Martial Arts Department just sitting there doing nothing? In the end, we'll just be fattened up and made strong?" The old man in Tang suit from the Ancient Martial Arts Department, who was raging, slammed his hand on the table so hard that it shook the earth, and he almost wanted to slam the chopping board away. At this moment, Guanggang was about to stand up to refute the other party, but was stopped by Yinluo who was beside him and shook her head slightly.

"I definitely didn't mean to mock you for your lack of achievements!" Ju Hong looked at their playful responses, then turned to the others and said calmly, "I look down on everyone here!"

Ju Hong looked down upon the arrogant old man from the Ancient Martial Arts Department, "Hmph! You're welcome! Do you dare to fight me? Let's have a few exchanges and experience the power of my Nine Lightning Whips!" The old man from the Ancient Martial Arts Department waved his amazingly clean Tang suit, stood up leisurely, and immediately revealed a murderous aura like a jackal, full of confidence.

"Come on! Come on!! Big applause!" The Taekwondo Club's director was filled with righteous indignation and immediately stood on the side of his team, waving flags to cheer them on.

"Young man, you'd better restrain yourself! Otherwise, you will suffer losses and hardships!" The old man of the ancient martial arts department relied on the infinite glory accumulated over the years, and naturally had the confidence to be arrogant. He was the head of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, and the apprentices trained by him had won the championship of the Chinese Martial Arts Competition many times, and various honorary certificates were piled up like a mountain. If it weren't for the fact that the traces of time could not be eliminated, causing his physique to gradually decline, he really didn't want to personally train this arrogant little guy in front of him.

"Let me ask you a question. If you give in now and sincerely apologize to me, maybe I can spare your face." The old man from the ancient martial arts department looked calm, and acted like a master. Guanggang and Yinluo were also full of confidence in him. After all, this old man was handsome and powerful, and it was obvious that he was a master of external strength.

"Master mentor, please let me teach this ungrateful guy a lesson!" The head of the Taekwondo club was extremely angry.

From beginning to end, Ju Hong just sat quietly in his seat, his cold and pale face, as if he was watching these people having fun. If it weren't for the flashing fierce light in his eyes, anyone who saw him would mistakenly think that he was scared to death.

"Well, that's good! Young people should learn more from my apprentice. It's always right to be low-key! My apprentice has the demeanor of a master!" The leader of the ancient martial arts department nodded with satisfaction, gently blew on the homemade tea in the thermos, and sat back in the chair.

"Ju Hong, you've only been in this office for three minutes and you're going to chase people away? Do you still want to take root here? You don't take my Taekwondo Club seriously at all!" The director of the Taekwondo Club was furious and roared loudly.

The situation was reversed in an instant. Before the cup of hot tea on the table fell to the ground, Ju Hong threw another clever hook without saying a word. The punch hadn't arrived yet, but the energy had already arrived. He knocked the Taekwondo boss, who was still shouting, to the ground like a kite with a broken string. He rolled on the ground comically for more than a dozen times, and hit the wall, leaving a dense crack. It really made people worry about his life or death.

Was that internal energy just now? Guanggang's face turned pale with nervousness, and Yinluo's brows were also tightly locked together.

"Alas, I suddenly find that what Minister Ju said makes a lot of sense. After all, I am an old man with a lot of bad deeds. It is time for me to retire and enjoy life. From now on, this world belongs to you young people!" When the leader of the ancient martial arts department saw the miserable condition of his favorite student, he immediately changed his position, implying that a man who knows the times is a hero.

"Young man, I'm optimistic about you! Are you interested in becoming my last disciple?" The old man from the Ancient Martial Arts Department felt that the young man in front of him was extremely magical, and he unknowingly became full of love for him.

"Hmm? Then do I have to respect you?" Ju Hong still stared at the remaining two "big guys" with an expressionless face.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, "I dare not!" The old man from the ancient martial arts department waved his hands hurriedly, and could only sit down dejectedly.

"Guanggang! Don't!" Just as Yinluo was about to reach out and grab Guanggang who was walking forward, Guanggang stepped forward and asked slowly, "Minister Ju, are you saying that our Kendo Club plans to surrender and admit defeat in all the competitions in the next few months?"

Ju Hong replied calmly: "That was just a little fight between you guys. It has no meaning at all." His words were like the final word, sentencing the fate of the Kendo Club to death.

However, Guanggang was not discouraged by this. He held the wooden sword in his hand and resolutely announced that he would have a decisive battle with Juhong.

At this moment, the door of the conference room slammed shut, and only a dull thumping sound was heard from inside. Then, Guanghong walked out of the conference room calmly, leaving behind only a few frightened people and Guanggang, whose life or death was unknown, lying in a pool of blood.

"Everyone, I think this matter has been settled!" Ju Hong looked back at everyone calmly, then went straight back to his desk to continue working.

Upon hearing the news, students flocked to the newly established Muay Thai club in the school like a tide, making it extremely lively.

When Long Batian returned to the classroom again, the whole class was as noisy as a hornet's nest out of control. Tian Cheng and Jiang Zhi were extremely agitated and couldn't wait to find Ju Hong to seek justice. They simply couldn't tolerate their respected teacher becoming like this.

Up until this point, no one in the class had noticed that the bell for class had already rung many times.

"Hey, it looks like they really defeated Mr. Guang..."

"Wow, there is actually such a magical thing as a Muay Thai club!"

"I really want to sign up for the Muay Thai club right away and give it a try..."

For a moment, the originally quiet classroom became extremely lively, leaving Long Batian alone looking at the scene in confusion.

When Tong Manli walked into the classroom gracefully, Long Batian couldn't help but lock his eyes on her - the dark blue professional suit showed off her perfect figure, neither exaggerated nor just right. As if she noticed Long Batian's gaze, Tong Manli smiled, "Student Zhang, you seem to have recovered well!"

Long Batian nodded in agreement, dumbfounded, thinking about how to make up a lie to ask Tong Manli to give him tutoring so that he could take this opportunity to sneak into her home to visit his beloved, Xiuying.

Throughout the class, Long Batian stared at Tong Manli intently, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment. Even after the school bell rang, he still had no reaction, as if he was still immersed in Tong Manli's beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

Seeing Long Batian's infatuated appearance throughout the class, Tong Manli couldn't help but blush. She seemed a little confused about this strange student. During the whole class, Long Batian made several mistakes in important mathematical knowledge points, which made Tong Manli feel helpless.

After Tong Manli finished her lecture and left quickly, Tian Cheng and Jiang Zhi came over and enthusiastically invited Long Batian to go to the hospital to visit the injured Guanggang teacher who was hospitalized.