"Beast!"
"Who is the beast?"
"you!"
"How am I a beast?"
"You know what you did!"
"I'm sorry, I forgot what happened just now. If you really want me to remember, then let's recreate the scene."
"Get away you beast, don't touch me!"
"Still scolding me? I'm not a delicate male king. I have strength and means! Cavalry Company, attack!"
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Half an hour later, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.
Shen Xiusheng lay helplessly on the creaking, broken bed, like a corpse without a soul.
"Are you still alive?" Chang Ping stretched out his carrot-thick index finger and felt Shen Xiu's breath.
Unexpectedly, Shen Xiu suddenly jumped up and bit Chang Ping's finger.
"Bochi!"
Chang Ping was startled, and immediately hit him with an iron palm as big as a palm fan. After a big slap, Shen Xiu let go. He was easier to deal with than a turtle.
Shen Xiu covered her face, sat up, leaned against the wall, and stared at Chang Ping with resentment.
"Hurry up and put on your clothes and get out of here! I have to go to class soon!" Chang Ping bent down to pick up the scattered underwear and outer clothes on the ground and threw them all to Shen Xiu.
The bite from Shen Xiu just now didn't hurt at all, but instead made him feel a little comfortable.
"A beast like you is worthy of attending class?" Shen Xiu sneered as she put on her clothes. "That's right, you should learn how to respect others, especially women! Since your parents didn't teach you well, then let the instructors in the academy do it."
Chang Ping could tell that Shen Xiu was scolding him for having no manners.
"Hmph!" Chang Ping snatched the panties that Shen Xiu was wearing and threw them heavily to the ground. "You, a vicious woman who eats people's hearts, do you think you deserve respect? You only deserve Dick!"
"No! I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again! Forgive me this time, I guarantee with my personality that there will never be a next time." Shen Xiu begged bitterly while holding Changping's arms, which were as thick as a telephone pole.
"You have a personality?" Chang Ping pushed her down and snorted coldly, "You only have a personality!"
Boom boom boom!
The melodious bell rang, and the lunch break was over.
Chang Ping left the dormitory on time and walked towards the classroom with great strides.
In the dormitory, Shen Xiuruo was lying on her side like a pile of mud, her long, white legs hanging limply on the side of the bed. She stared with her eyes crossed, with an expression of being tortured on her face.
After an unknown amount of time, she gradually regained consciousness.
She felt a little surprised.
Ever since she was poisoned by the old monster's strange black water poison, she had been in pain all over, as if she was being eaten by ten thousand ants.
But now, this feeling has disappeared without a trace.
Shen Xiu suddenly remembered what the old monster said before he left. Only the antidote or union with a man who truly loved her could alleviate the strange black water poison.
"Does this beast really like me?" Shen Xiu frowned, a strange feeling surged in her heart.
She quickly shook her head and stopped thinking about something that was more terrifying than killing her.
After putting on her dress and shoes again, Shen Xiu panicked like a frightened little fox and fled from the battlefield full of gunfire and ran out of the tutor's dormitory area.
If she knew that Chang Ping's dormitory was also here, she would rather lie on the desk in the office to rest at noon than go back to her tutor's dormitory.
Warrior beginner class.
There are theoretical classes in the morning and practical classes, or physical education classes, in the afternoon.
What students in the beginner class of warriors need to learn is how to exercise their bodies correctly. Random exercise is not only unhelpful, but also harmful.
Under the guidance of the instructor, everyone lined up in two neat columns of men and women and came to the martial arts training ground.
This is an open-air training ground, similar to a modern gym. Although the place is not large, it is enough for the thirty or so students in the martial arts beginner class.
The team stepped onto the large cylindrical arena in the center of the martial arts training ground. Under the guidance of the instructor, they spread out in rows of six, one meter apart.
"Everyone, lie down and do fifty push-ups!" the male instructor said loudly, "Remember, the movements must be standard, don't lift your butt!"
Probably because he didn't get enough rest at noon and was overworked, Chang Ping fell unsteadily on the ring.
Before he could get up, the male tutor's two big feet suddenly appeared in front of him.
"New here?"
Chang Ping hummed.
"Do fifty more!" The male instructor gave Chang Ping a warning when they met for the first time.
Shen Yue watched this scene with gloating joy, thinking: You deserve it! You took my seat!
"Why?" Chang Ping patted the dirt off his hands and stood up. "Why do they only need to make fifty, but I need to make a hundred? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
Although Chang Ping is shorter than his mentor, he is just as imposing.
"I'm the instructor and you're the student, just do whatever I tell you to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" The instructor was furious when he saw that the newcomer dared to talk back to him.
"I won't do it, so what?" Chang Ping glared, "You are a jerk who discriminates against others, you are not worthy of being my mentor."
"Good! Very good!" The instructor laughed in anger. "I haven't met a troublemaker like you for many years. If you can beat me, you can do whatever you want in the practical class. But if you lose, you have to do what I say. How about it?"
"No problem! I just want to test my true strength." Chang Ping was eager to try, "What do you want to compete in? Whether it's weapons or fists and feet, I'll accompany you to the end."
"What an arrogant boy! If you fight with weapons, you're afraid that others will say I'm bullying you, so why don't you fight with fists and feet!" The instructor twisted his neck with a click, "Everyone, stand up and go to the stage to watch the fight!"
The students looked at each other and walked down the stairs one after another.
"This new guy must have taken the wrong medicine. After confronting the two heroes of the Holy Family, he is now confronting our teacher Tielang. I really doubt whether he can live to graduate."
"Tie Lang is a gold two-star warrior who has mastered the three fighting techniques of Ming Jin, An Jin, and Hua Jin. Chang Ping's challenge to Tie Lang is undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock. He will probably be knocked down in one move."
"Fortunately, it was just a fistfight. If it was a swordfight, Master Tielang would have hit him hard on the head with a stick and made him bleed."
Most people are not optimistic about Changping.
Shen Yue glanced at the space ring on his ring finger. He had already bought the arsenic and was just waiting for an opportunity to mix it into Chang Ping's food.
However, before poisoning this arrogant idiot to death, it would be nice to see him being pinned to the ground and beaten.
"You're really looking for death!" Shen Yue crossed his arms over his chest.
Chang Ping suddenly turned around and glanced fiercely at the audience.
Shen Yue was so frightened that he squatted down.
Chang Ping spotted this suspicious guy at first sight.
"You're cursing me behind my back, aren't you?" Chang Ping stared at Shen Yue with contempt. "Wait until I knock this old guy down, and then I'll settle the score with you!"
What? Knock down mentor Tielang?
Is this guy crazy?
Everyone was speechless.