I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 145: Exploration of Wang Zhe
In the office.
Huang Zhong sat at his desk, contemplating.
Since the end of the first martial arts lesson, he always feels that he has forgotten something. It seems to be very important, but it seems irrelevant. He wants to think about it, but he doesn’t think about it. stand up.
He is a stubborn person, the more he can’t remember things, the more he wants to remember it, but that memory seems to be playing hide-and-seek with him, every time he feels like thinking about himself When he gets up, he suddenly becomes dazed again, and the newly raised thread will disappear again.
Huang Zhong has been sitting here for half an hour. As time goes by, his brows grow deeper and deeper.
At this time, he has realized that he seems to have something wrong, it seems that someone has intentionally placed some obstacle in his brain, as long as he thinks about going to recall what happened in the martial arts class, that obstacle will be Unlimited heights prevent him from thinking deeply.
"Mental disturbance, or hypnosis?"
Huang Zhong is also a well-informed person, and he quickly determined that he was most likely a secret calculation by a spiritual teacher or hypnotist.
However, he himself prefers hypnosis. After all, the number of spiritual teachers is too scarce, and the entire Xichu City is less than one hand. How can they have the free time to tease him, a small middle school teacher?
"I heard that a hypnosis master from the central hospital came to the school's medical room today, maybe you can find him to show me!"
Huang Zhong stood up and was about to go to the hospital to find Cheng Xueqian for medical treatment. At this time, the communicator in front of his desk was beeping.
I pressed the answer button casually, and a virtual middle-aged figure flashed in the communicator. He looked up at Huang Zhong and said quietly, "Is Mr. Huang Zhong, please come now. A trip to the school discipline department!"
Huang Zhong raised his eyebrows, what the school discipline department asked him to do, he usually had nothing to do with the gang.
"What's the matter? I'm very busy. If there's nothing serious, it's the same here."
Although Huang Zhong is afraid of the school discipline department, he is not afraid. He feels that his current state is very bad, and he really does not want to go to the school discipline department to delay time.
The middle-aged man does not seem to be very satisfied with Huang Zhong’s attitude, he snorted softly and said, "Song Zi'an and Xia Zixuan are the students of your class?"
Huang Zhong nodded stunnedly. There seemed to be a very important clue in his mind, but when he wanted to think about it, the clue slipped away again.
"Song Zi'an, Xia Zixuan? Well, they are indeed my 29th class students, what's wrong?"
"The two of them have no school rules. In front of the many doctors and nurses invited by the central hospital in the infirmary, they attacked each other, fought and fought, and the impact was extremely bad! It was simply to lose all of our South China Wushu School's face. !"
"Now, Song Zian is seriously injured and disabled, Xia Zixuan has a bad attitude, and he is unwilling to cooperate with the investigation of the school discipline department. Our school discipline department has planned to expel her from school and expel her from the South China Military Academy!"
A person who is a miserable person who is a child outside the school and who has been miscarried and has repeatedly poisoned his classmates is no longer worthy of staying in the South China Wushu School.
If news comes out, the existence of such a female student will discredit the South China Wu School far more than Yang Fan’s waste.
The South China Martial Arts School has already issued a "South China Shame", and it can never be the second one!
I can’t afford to lose that person!
"What?!" Huang Zhongjing was excited, and said, "This is impossible! Both of them usually perform very well in the class, respect the teacher, and respect the classmates. They have never done anything special. Did you make a mistake?"
There are not many students who can be regarded as excellent students in Class 29. Song Zi’an and Xia Zixuan are class 7 martial artists and class 8 martial artists. They have always been in the top ten in the class. Inside, it can be said that all are the heart of Huang Zhong.
A month later, can they have more students in the 29th class who have passed the key test or even the famous Wuda University? Huang Zhongke is all pointing at the top 10 of their classes. At this time, they can’t have an accident.
"Teacher Huang, are you questioning the impartiality of our school discipline department?" The middle-aged man looked at Huang Zhong displeasedly and asked him coldly.
Huang Zhonglian waved his hand repeatedly: "I don't mean that, but the incident is too sudden, which makes it hard to believe for a while. You wait, I'll go over to them and ask them clearly!"
Brush!
The communication hung up, and Huang Zhongfei generally rushed out of the office and went straight to the area where the school discipline department is located.
He is going to put out the fire, and before things really break out, put everything down!
Song Zi'an is nothing more, Xia Zixuan must not have any problems!
At the same time, in the classroom of Class 29, Wang Zhe lightly looked at Yang Fan, who had taken off his sunglasses, and said softly, "Yang Fan, come to my office after class!"
The tone is indifferent, but it cannot be refused.
Just now he has been standing behind Yang Fan, and he clearly feels that the blood and blood fluctuations in Yang Fan's body are constantly growing and churning. Looking at that style, there seems to be another sign of breakthrough in one fell swoop.
Wang Zhe is very interested in his cultivation ability even if he sleeps. Wang Zhe is very interested. It seems that this "Southern Shame" really has some adventures.
So, Wang Zhe waited for a moment behind Yang Fan, and when he thought Yang Fan would soon be able to break through the promotion, he suddenly keenly discovered that Yang Fan's breath had all converged in an instant.
Although it looks like Yang Fan is still a fourth-level samurai, his breath strength has just disappeared. It seems that he has never appeared.
"Turtle Breath!"
Wang Zhe immediately determined the attributes of Yang Fan’s exercises. Because of this exercise, he also practiced himself, and he had already reached the level of mastery, so he could run Yang Qi’s tortoise. There is a sense.
"This guy has a lot of thoughts. After covering his breath and making breakthroughs, I am not afraid of being suspected by others."
Wang Zhe took a deep look at Yang Fan, and felt that this guy's way of handling things was not like a middle school student who had never been out of the city. The mature and indifferent made people a little scared.
The guard is too heavy and has no sense of security. It is not like the mentality that a teenager should have.
What did this guy go through, or did he say that the three-year "Southern China's shame" has made him a life habit that does not trust anyone?
Because of the concealment of the turtle's breath, even Wang Zhe couldn't see through Yang Fan's current cultivation status, which made Wang Zhe feel even more incredible.
Because it is impossible to cover all the breath of a person even if it is a turtle's breath, Wang Zhe is not only a ninth-level martial arts master, but he is a high level of Yang Fan, and he is also very familiar with turtles. According to the normal truth, the use of Xigong should be similar to the paper paste in front of Wang Zhe.
But now, Wang Zhe has exhausted all his strength to observe and measure, but still can't see the slightest flaw in Yang Fan's body, which is very unscientific.
"Unless, this Yang Fan has already practiced Guixi Gong to the level of mastery!" Wang Zhe flashed a doubt in his heart: "Just, is this possible?"
Gu Xixiong is different from those offensive martial arts such as boxing and kicking. It is similar to the basic tuna. They are all martial arts techniques of the internal breathing class. The realm of improvement is far less than the martial arts of boxing and kicking. It requires the martial arts to persevere every day, water drop kung fu slowly to improve slowly, there is almost no quick method.
If you don’t say anything, it took Wang Zhe himself to practice Guixigong to master the realm, and it took eleven years. In this regard, his teachers have praised him more than once. The perception is amazing, and it is a rare talent for creation.
Compared to this, Yang Fan was only 18 years old and was able to practice Guixi Gong to master the realm. Isn't his perception even more amazing?
Yang Fan stood up, turned around, and smiled embarrassedly at Wang Zhe, "Teacher Wang, I really didn't mean to sleep in your class. I just didn't hold back for a while. If you are not satisfied, Can I not sleep again in the future?"
Yang Fan entered the school for three years. In addition to studying hard and practicing hard every day in the first grade of the first year of high school, in the first year of high school and the second and third year of high school, it seems that he has abandoned himself and became depraved, lethargic, inferior, and speechless. .
For this, everyone has been surprised, even the teacher in the class has changed from the initial teaching to the last unnoticed, and directly regarded him as a transparent person in the class. I didn't see it.
Like today, it was named by the teacher again, for the first time in two and a half years.
So, it’s not just Yang Fan who is not used to it. Even the classmates in the class are accidental and can’t help but secretly aim at Yang Fan.
Wang Zhe looked at Yang Fan calmly, and slowly extended his right hand to Yang Fan. All five fingers were open, and he said softly: "Yancheng, Federal Wuda University, Sun Yan, spiritual awakening, turtle breathing."
Yang Fan's face gradually faded.
Several nouns in Wang Zhe’s mouth that popped from one stick to the other, other students may hear the clouds and the clouds, but Yang Fan heard them clearly.
Wang Zhe is asking him about the questions he asked yesterday~IndoMTL.com~ This is nothing. Just write a few sentences and you should be able to cope with it.
However, the mental awakening and turtle breathing power that Wang Zhe finally said, directly pierced Yang Fan’s life door. Obviously, he just used the turtle breathing power to cover his breath and he was completely awakened by his mental strength. The situation has already been discovered by Wang Zhe!
Also, what does it mean that Wang Zhe deliberately pointed at the right hand with his five fingers stretched out, is it alluding to the hypnosis of five fingers?
How much did he know about this guy? Will he spread these things?
"Teacher Wang, don't worry, I will be there with me. I will report to your desk as soon as the school bell rings after a while!" Yang Fan no longer shirks, and he just promised.
Since you can’t hide, you can face it calmly. There are just a few questions, and Yang Fan also wants to ask Wang Zhe a clear question. This may be a good opportunity.
Wang Zhe nodded in satisfaction, then turned back to the podium without saying a word.
Yang Fan sat down lightly, his expression somewhat entangled, and the persecuted delusion recurred again. Wang Zhe was a 9th-level martial artist, and he was extremely powerful. What if he wanted to harm him if he had any evil intentions?
Is it possible to escape from Wang Zhe's hands based on his current cultivation strength and these martial arts skills?
Yang Fan said that he was very emboldened, and a strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart, making him a little out of breath.
"You must think something wrong!" Yang Fan frowned: "Wang Zhe can see my flaws, and others can certainly see it, even if Wang Zhe is not malicious, it is difficult to guarantee that others will not have it. Malicious?"
"This world is too dangerous, and the life-saving cards are too few, not enough at all!"
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