Global Cataclysm: My Martial Arts Practice Automatically

Lu Chong has a new understanding of the overall situation of the head teacher. He did not expect that this five-year-old person has the delicate mind and spirit of a real teacher.

It's just, isn't it a bit exaggerated to ask the principal to watch the game?

You must know that as the principal of Guan Yuncheng's key high school, he is not a simple person. It is said that he is a real martial arts expert.

I dare not say that he is the strongest in the city, but Principal Wei, who is in his 80s, is definitely the oldest one, and he has many students all over the world.

"Lu Chong, your situation is very special, maybe even more severe than you think." The head teacher seemed to see Lu Chong's thoughts and reminded sternly.

"So, if you can get the principal's guidance, it will definitely mean a lot to you."

"Let's talk about it." Having said that, the head teacher said with a wicked smile: "The principal has a lot of good things, especially the authority of some martial arts inheritance, which only his old man can open."

Lu Chong's heart moved, and only then did he realize the good intentions of the head teacher.

Moreover, he knows best that he, who has an automatic training system, is indeed suitable for cultivating more martial arts.

Especially after the monument opener and the nine shadow steps are all complete, the only martial skill he needs to practice now is splitting the wind.

It is not easy to buy suitable inheritance martial arts on the market with your meager income, and ultimately you have to rely on the school.

"Thank you teacher, I will try my best." Lu Chong sincerely thanked.

"Nothing to thank." The head teacher said indifferently: "You have to remember that martial arts is all about fighting for words, and you ultimately rely on yourself to fight for it."

After exhorting Lu Chong a few more times, the head teacher let him go back to class.

Surprisingly, this morning, the head teacher did not occupy the culture class of Class 5, allowing the students to relax.

However, this morning, the school forum about the exchanges between the two classes continued to ferment, and it was really lively.

Not only Classes 1 and 5, but also other classes in the third grade, including the first and second grades, have also reported that the students are going to the playground to watch the game in the afternoon.

This is the atmosphere brought about by the national martial arts.

In the blink of an eye, the morning passed, and after lunch, the students in Class 5 did not go to lunch break, but all came to the large playground to warm up and practice on their own.

When it was time for class, the playground became lively. The 32 classes of the whole school, nearly 2,000 students, all gathered here.

Many school leaders and teachers also sat in the stands.

When the principal Wei Jianguo was the last to appear and take his seat, the playground was already boiling.

Standing in the group of students, Lu Chong looked at the principal sitting in the middle of the stand.

The old principal looked red-faced, with a childish face, and at the age of more than 80 years, he still looked very strong.

Beside him, the head teachers of the senior three classes sat lined up.

Li Chengjun, head teacher of class 1, and Wang Tong, head teacher of class 5, sat on the left and right sides of the old principal respectively, mainly to facilitate the introduction of the students who are about to play.

"Old monitor, are you really willing to let this precious student come forward?" Li Chengjun glanced at Wang Tong and said with a smile: "If you get hit or transfer to our class 1, don't be angry."

Wang Tong responded with a blank face, "Don't you just want to take the opportunity to suppress us, show your prestige, and poach Lu Chong by the way? I'll give you this opportunity."

Li Chengjun immediately shouted his grievances, and shouted his grievances to the old principal with a sad face, "Mr. Wei, you have to call the shots for me. Class 1 did this entirely in response to the school's call to urge the students to sprint for the college entrance examination."

Wang Tong pouted, too lazy to raise a bar with this old comrade-in-arms.

The old principal took a sip of tea with a thermos cup, and then said slowly: "Let's take a look first, the children are the protagonists."

In the center of the playground, under the leadership of teachers and class cadres, a wide open space was left.

The students from Class 1 of Senior Year 1 and Class 5 of Senior Year 3 are divided into two sides, and the ten people who are about to play will have to be at the front.

The distance between the two sides is about ten meters. Compared with the covetous eyes of the students in Class 1 of Senior Three, Class 5 is obviously timid before the battle, and they don't even dare to look directly at each other.

Lu Chong shook his head secretly, not to mention victory or defeat, he was already weak in terms of momentum.

This is completely a dimensionality reduction attack!

"Brother Chong, Xiang Yueya seems to be looking at me again, please help me to see if it is right." Chen Yufei asked excitedly while rubbing his shoulders to help him relax while standing behind Lu Chong.

Lu Chong was a little speechless, but he still looked at the girl opposite the star holding the moon, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

This arrogant girl, who is hailed as the school flower by the students, is indeed flawless from the front, with both temperament and beauty.

The ninth dan of martial arts, among the senior three students in the first middle school, is definitely far ahead.

Among the many high schools in Guanyun City, only Zhao Longfei and Huang Junyan in the same class could compare with them.

As for the specific strength, according to the results of the last monthly test, Xiang Yueya still has to win.

At this moment, the two tall boys standing beside Xiang Yueya were exactly those two.

Everyone could see that Zhao Longfei and Huang Junyan were both Xiang Yueya's suitors.

Although high school students are forbidden to fall in love, they cannot stop the flying hormones of the students.

In comparison, Chen Yufei, a guy who claims to have a crush on Xiang Yueya, seems too mediocre.

Xiang Yueya, who seemed to feel Lu Chong's gaze, was silently fascinated, and Xiang Yueya suddenly swept her eyes and looked at Lu Chong.

A pair of phoenix eyes, with sharp eyes, no bias, as if he wanted to let Lu Chong retreat first.

Lu Chong smiled slightly and turned his head away, not bothering with the woman.

"How is it, Brother Chong, is she still looking at me?" Chen Yufei asked anxiously.

"I've been watching, go and confess to others." Lu Chong said angrily.

Of course, Chen Yufei didn't have the guts. He couldn't even handle Sun Ze. How could he dare to touch fierce people like Zhao Longfei and Huang Junyan?

"When Brother Chong, you help me clear the obstacles, I will save my princess myself." Chen Yufei said solemnly.

"Shameless." Lu Chong ignored the guy.

At this time, Zhao Longfei came out of the crowd, looked at Lou Qingqing, the representative of the martial arts class in Class 5, and said arrogantly: "Are you ready, let's start quickly."

"Finish it as soon as possible, and don't affect our cultivation."

It was said very casually, as if they were just here to have a meal and then call it a day.

After speaking, Zhao Longfei glanced at everyone in Class 5 quite arrogantly, "Who is Lu Chong? Stand up and let us see, what kind of pride is there?"

Lu Chong smiled, ignoring the other party, thinking in his heart that he must find a chance to beat this guy before the college entrance examination.