Behind me stand the anime bosses

"Oh my god, this is bad!" Yuan Mei suddenly screamed.

"What's the matter? You're so jumpy! You scared me." Bai Xiang was almost frightened to have a myocardial infarction by Yuan Mei's yelling.

Yuan Mei's face showed a trace of grief and anger, "Teacher Feng Che and his team were attacked by the Sword Demon and the Flame Demon. Fortunately, Teacher Chuan You and her team were relatively close and rushed to rescue them immediately, but Teacher Feng Che's Wind God team..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo asked quickly.

"The scout You Falcon was seriously injured and unconscious, the main attacker and captain Ge Ji had both arms broken by the Sword Demon. Fortunately, Instructor Feng Che arrived in time and stopped the Sword Demon, but the enemy was not limited to the Sword Demon. The Flame Demon was also lying in ambush. Instructor Feng Che fought one against two for a long time, and finally Instructor Chuan You arrived in time, otherwise Instructor Feng Che would probably have died." Yuan Mei read the message slowly.

"It's the two of them again!" Chen Mo said indignantly. He already knew that the Flame Demon had killed everyone on a bus, but fortunately his own bus had many capable people and his own sword, otherwise the entire bus would probably have been wiped out.

"And the most crucial thing is that next month the Supernatural Academy in the northern theater will have an exchange battle with us. Originally, the Wind God team was to compete. As the first battle between the new third-year students of the two academies, the academy attaches great importance to it. If we change teams at the last minute, who knows how the other side will make fun of us?" Yuan Mei said angrily.

Chen Mo smacked his lips, thought for a moment, and then said, "But this time it was an accident, so it's understandable that they changed teams at the last minute."

"No, Old Man Bai will not agree to change teams at the last minute." Bai Xiang suddenly took over the conversation, "Old Man Bai has a conflict with Hei Fengwu, the vice president of the Northern Theater Supernatural Academy. If he changes teams at the last minute, he will definitely be laughed at by that Old Man Hei. He will definitely not change teams."

"How do you know it so clearly?" Chen Mo looked at the white elephant suspiciously.

"My last name is also Bai, and that old man Bai is my resentful grandfather." Bai Xiang said unhappily.

Mo Yi jumped up immediately, "Oh my god, Bai Xiang, you are the grandson of the dean, so I am a third-generation official!"

"Ah?" The white elephant didn't react.

"Listen to me," Mo Yi sat upright on the floor between Bai Xiang and Chen Mo, "Look, Bai Xiang, you call the dean grandpa, and we, as your roommates, are your friends. When we see your grandpa, shouldn't we also call him grandpa? Your grandpa is the dean, a high-ranking official. You are your grandfather's grandson, a third-generation official. We all call you grandpa grandpa, so we are also your grandfather's grandson, so of course we are also third-generation officials."

The white elephant stared blankly at Mo Yi, who was spitting saliva everywhere. The latter was in high spirits at the moment.

"Don't you want to kill him?" Chen Mo suddenly said coldly.

When Mo Yi heard this, he slapped his forehead hard and said in a very loud voice, "Yeah, what should I do? If I kill him, I won't be a third-generation official anymore, but if I don't kill him, it goes against my own principles. I'm so annoyed!"

Mo Yi stood up listlessly, muttering what to do.

"Why do you want to kill your grandfather?" Chen Mo suddenly asked. He couldn't understand Bai Xiang's request at that time.

Bai Xiang's expression changed. He immediately stood up, returned to his chair, and said indifferently, "It's just a small matter."

Yuan Mei also listened attentively, while Mo Yi Chenmo kept his eyes on the white elephant.

"It's just revenge for the murder of my father and mother."

"Ah~"

……

The first rays of sunlight in the early morning shine on the grass on the playground.

At exactly seven o'clock, 40 people stood neatly on the playground, and no one was late.

A few minutes later, Wang Yi came on a bicycle.

Chen Mo watched Wang Yi walk away wearing sunglasses, and wondered to himself, he wasn't wearing sunglasses yesterday, why is he wearing them today?

"You guys did a great job today! I'm very pleased." Wang Yi's voice rang out.

"it is good!"

Wei Qibing applauded and cheered!

Wang Yi was startled by the roar, and then he shouted angrily, "Did I ask you to speak?"

"Fifty push-ups!"

"okay!"

Wei Qibing happily agreed, and immediately lay down and started doing push-ups, but his eyes were always on Wang Yi, and he seemed very excited.

"Today, I want to test your arm strength and explosive power so that I can prescribe the right medicine for you in the future." Wang Yi moved to the side, revealing a pile of shot put behind him.

"Report to the instructor, we exercised too intensely yesterday. Many people's muscle fibers have been damaged, causing muscle soreness and they are unable to throw the shot put at all!" Bai Xiang looked at Yuan Mei standing there, trembling all over, and couldn't help but speak.

"Don't worry, I have applied for a spray from the academy to relieve muscle soreness for you today." Wang Yi took out a few bottles of spray similar to automatic spray paint from his military bag.

This is a muscle tissue recovery spray specially made by the Shoufan Alliance's Research Department.

"Thank you, instructor!" Yan Yiren immediately expressed her gratitude.

"No need to thank me. It has all been deducted from your points. 20 points per person!" Wang Yi said without any emotion.

"Ah~"

Everyone who was happy just now suddenly looked miserable. After only three days, the points had already become negative 120.

"Come on, line up and throw one by one. Let me see your strength." Wang Yi asked the boys and girls to line up in two teams, stand in the center of the playground, and throw towards the south end. A distance of 80 meters would definitely be enough. These students could only throw forty or fifty meters at most.

The first boy was Luo Zhi. At this moment, he got into position, held the ball in his right hand, took a few steps to run, and pushed with his right arm. The shot put drew a beautiful arc in the air, then landed steadily, making a shallow pit and rolled forward a few meters.

"45 meters, not bad." Wang Yi looked at the solid line that had already been drawn.

"Instructor, it should be more than 47 meters." Luo Zhi looked from afar.

"I'm too lazy to measure it, so I'll round it up and limit it to five meters." Wang Yi said impatiently.

Luo Zhi walked to the other side helplessly.

Yan Yiren was the first girl standing there. She rolled up her sleeves and prepared to get down to business. But after feeling the surprised looks from the people around her, she rolled up her sleeves a little embarrassedly and threw them out in a very elegant posture.

"Yan Yiren, 50 meters."

People around exclaimed, saying that it was farther than what boys could push.

As expected, you are the squad leader!

A happy smile appeared on Yan Yiren's face. She has been exercising and her physical fitness has always been good.

And Shi Jin behind her couldn't help it at this moment. He picked up a shot put and with a light shout, the shot put fell to the ground.

"Shi Jin, 25 meters."

Wang Yi shook his head slightly.

Shi Jin pouted. Although she had been competing with Yan Yiren since childhood, that woman was indeed more powerful than her. Although she always had the upper hand during quarrels, she was usually chased by her during fights.

In short, in Shi Jin's eyes, Yan Yiren is just a brainless and barbaric woman with big breasts.

"Instructor, can I move back a little?"

Wei Qibing suddenly said to Wang Yi at this time.

An interesting look appeared on Wang Yi's face. "Okay."

Amid the puzzled looks of the crowd, Wei Qibing retreated 50 meters and was almost at the north end, then he took a run-up and threw the ball in one go.

The shot put flew across the playground, over everyone's heads, and landed steadily at the farthest point of the white line, 80 meters.

"Wei Qibing, 130 meters!"