Gao Wu: Letting You Take Pictures, You Wholesale Supernatural Powers?

"Our seventh class is the key class in Tianyun No. 8 Middle School."

"Every one of you is a top 50 top student in the third year of Tianyun No. 8 Middle School."

"Although one of them is not in the top 100." Cheng Yong glanced at Su Yu.

Su Yu grinned at him.

"You are all the pride of Tianyun No. 8 High School, but I am very disappointed with your performance in the wilderness today."

"If you don't compare with other high schools, your record today is even far inferior to the previous seniors of Tianyuan No. 8 Middle School."

A group of people bowed their heads under scolding.

Only Su Yu and Song Qinghuan, one with a harmless smile on their faces, listened carefully to the lecture.

"So, I hope you can recognize your own strength."

"With more than one month left in the next month, think carefully about what improvements can be made and what can be improved."

Su Yu nodded straightly.

Seeing this, Cheng Yong finally couldn't take it anymore: "Su Yu! Come out for me."

"arrive!"

The corner of Cheng Yong's mouth twitched: "Mr. Niu Ji, I'll leave the rest to you."

The five-year-old and three-year-old teacher Niu Ji took a step forward.

This scene made everyone in class seven of the third year look puzzled.

Teacher Niu Ji smiled: "Su Yu in your class thinks that he can't learn anything at school, so he offered to suspend school and study at home."

"Your homeroom teacher passed the tactical class, but the fighting class has to be approved by me."

"Next, I will have a pure skill competition with Su Yu."

"If anyone among you thinks that you can do it, and you don't want to take fighting classes, you can also take the initiative."

The voice fell.

There was an uproar at the scene.

A group of people looked at Su Yu in disbelief.

"Su Yu is crazy?!"

"Aren't you crazy? A pure skill duel with Teacher Niu Ji? Teacher Niu Ji is a veteran!"

"No, no matter what kind of soldier Mr. Niu Ji is, this is Su Yu. Has he passed the fighting class before?"

A group of people were chattering, only the few who had been warned by Song Qinghuan didn't dare to make a sound.

At this time, even Liu Long was a little puzzled as to what kind of muscle Su Yu had made a mistake, so he took the initiative to find Teacher Niu Ji to beat him up.

He quickly stopped Su Yu and signaled him to forget it with his eyes.

Teacher Niu Ji is famous in school for beating people without getting hurt, but he can make people hurt for a month.

Su Yu smiled: "You have to believe in your brother Su Yu's strength."

After speaking, he took a step forward.

A group of people immediately gave up the space.

Teacher Niu Ji made a standard opening gesture, and Su Yu did the same.

"Huh? Why do I feel that Su Yu's posture is a little different from what the teacher taught me?"

"What standard has Su Yu passed?"

"Emmm, that's the truth."

Everyone was discussing, but Cheng Yong, the class teacher, suddenly said: "It's not that he is not standard, his starting style is adjusted according to his own physical fitness."

"It's the best position for his body proportions."

Cheng Yong squinted his eyes and found that he couldn't see through Su Yu more and more.

The voice fell.

"hiss!!!"

There are still people in the crowd who subconsciously want to reply that you know what a fart.

Turning around, the head teacher immediately shut his mouth.

On the other side, Niu Ji looked at Su Yu with sharp eyes.

This kid seems to have something.

"here we go!"

Before he finished speaking, he dodged forward and swept his legs.

Su Yu lifted his foot to dodge, and Niu Ji immediately turned over and kicked from the left and right sidelines to catch it.

This kind of combination of legwork and reality, some people who are not experienced in fighting may make a mistake in judgment and be taken down by one blow.

And these are the three tricks that Niu Ji prepared for Su Yu before the start.

All the onlookers held their breath at this moment.

Seeing this situation, everyone knew that Niu Ji was for real.

Just when everyone thought that Su Yu was going to lose with one move.

I saw him facing Niu Ji's unpredictable sideline kick, and easily dodged with a back.

While dodging, he also kicked with a turn and swing.

It took less than a second for the two to fight each other.

Everyone in class seven of the third year's jaws almost fell to the ground without knowing it. Is this still the Su Yu we know?

At the beginning of the duel on the playground, everyone can still see some tricks.

At the back, Su Yu and Niu Ji bombarded with various elbows, whip punches, and right fists.

As their fighting speed became faster and faster, a group of people became dazzled.

Unknowingly, except for Song Qinghuan, everyone in Class 7 of the third year was stunned.

Even Cheng Yong narrowed his eyes, with a look of doubt on life.

In the end, with Su Yu's big movement of the front knee and Niu Ji's lower elbow, they collided together.

Teacher Niu Ji took the initiative to distance himself.

"You don't need to fight any more, I can't break your move just relying on skills." He said without hesitation.

Then he asked curiously, "Do you have any relatives who are veterans?"

Su Yu nodded: "My dad is."

"That's no wonder, you don't need to come to my fighting class in the future, I can't teach you anything anymore." Niu Ji said.

"Fuck? Did he succeed?"

"Really or not? The teacher didn't turn on the water, did he?"

"Made, Su Yu has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Now it's a showdown?"

"Is it possible that the body was not as good as ordinary people before, and there is no need to show this side?"

After seeing with their own eyes that Su Yu was approved by Teacher Niu Ji, the students in Class 7 of the third year closed their chins and exclaimed one by one.

Teacher Niu Ji heard them making noise, and looked over with a smirk: "Do you have anyone else who wants to try?"

After the words fell, the audience fell silent.

At this time Su Yu looked at Cheng Yong.

Cheng Yong looked helpless: "Okay, but Song Qinghuan..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qinghuan replied with a flash of light in his eyes: "Teacher, I am willing."

Cheng Yong stopped abruptly, and the whole class started booing.

Song Qinghuan's pretty face turned red to her ears again.

"Okay, it's all over! Before class tomorrow, hand in your self-criticism to me."

As he said that, Cheng Yong walked to the office and made a phone call.

"Zhuge Yun! Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

"This is the second time I remind you! We were cheated by that kid Su Yu."

"It's really possible for that kid to go to the combat department."

"Oh, really?" A creepy sneer came from the other end of the phone.

 …

In the principal's office of Tianyuan No. 8 Middle School.

The principal, two vice-principals, and the director of the third grade are drawing up the list for the final training camp.

"Principal, do we really want to put Su Yu in this list?" The bald vice principal still hesitated.

"Although Cheng Yong just reported that he has absorbed blood crystals and has recently improved in martial arts, his talent in tactics is also extraordinary."

"But in the final analysis, this training camp is still cultivating combat department talents."

"Isn't it a waste of these resources to let Su Yu participate?"

"How was it wasted? Talent training camp! Talent training camp, isn't Su Yu a genius?" Another vice principal argued.

"In my opinion, besides Song Qinghuan, Su Yu is the most suitable for our school."

The grade director reminded: "Actually, we can let Su Yu go, but if we let him go, will other schools have any objections?"

Speaking of which, the three of them still looked at the principal.

The headmaster, whose bicycle tire had been removed by Su Yu, twirled his little beard and thought for a while.

"Well, didn't Cheng Yong say that Su Yu's promotion is not small, if he can enter the top 100 in the national entrance examination in a week's time."

"I personally sent him to the training camp. When I saw which school's principal had an opinion!"