Hong Kong variety show starting from zombies

You have little knowledge because your life is too short.

So, don’t seek death, otherwise you won’t be able to gain any knowledge.

After thinking for a while, the students understood what Xiao Zhang meant, and their expressions were shocked.

They already know that Xiao Zhang is very good at eating, and through Ma Jun's words, they know that Xiao Zhang must be good at martial arts, and he sounds very strong.

But what sounds strong and what has been witnessed are two completely different concepts.

Who is this person?

Why haven't I seen it before?

Is he really good at hitting?

"good, very good."

Ma Jun glanced at the teachers on the second floor, but did not directly take action. While taking a deep breath, it seemed as if a ball of flame was about to explode in his eyes.

"I've never seen someone as arrogant as you."

"Hey, what a coincidence, you saw me today." Xiao Zhang chuckled twice and said, "So, don't seek death. If you die, you will be like this for the rest of your life."

Everyone believed that after this sentence, the Ma Army rose up.

But Ma Jun's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.

"9527, tell me your name. Let me see if your background is enough for you to be so arrogant."

Ma Jun is just grumpy, not a fool.

There are three pieces of information he already knows.

9527 is very edible, not something that normal people can eat.

9527 students can still enroll directly when the semester is already halfway through.

9527 offended the principal when he first entered school, but the principal rarely fired 9527 directly. Even the teachers who wanted to flatter 9527 just let their students teach 9527 a lesson.

Based on all this, Ma Jun pinched the fuse of his temper and tried his best to prevent it from igniting.

This person is not simple.

This person's background is certainly not simple.

In fact, Ma Jun had analyzed these before, so he had no intention of taking action. However, after all, it was hard to find a master.

"Master's door..."

Xiao Zhang wanted to report directly to the Maoshan sect, but he was worried that Uncle Feng would have objections to this, and he was not sure whether Uncle Feng, a Taoist priest from Maoshan, was a serious inheritor of the Maoshan sect.

Besides, if he really joins the Maoshan sect as a disciple, and his reputation spreads, attracting a group of Maoshan Taoist priests to look for his fellow sect, wouldn't he be doomed?

He is a zombie.

"Are you a child?" Xiao Zhang looked at Ma Jun and said in a mocking tone: "If you can't beat him, will you call me daddy? Sorry, I don't have this hobby."

A little spark is enough to ignite the fuse and then explode. What's more, the lethality of Xiao Zhang's words is like a volcanic eruption?

The horse army finally rose up.

It was mid-afternoon, the sun was strong, and it should have been a time when Xiao Zhang was relatively weak.

However, he had just eaten and was now in the cafeteria.

The windows are clear and the sunlight seems to pour in without any hindrance.

But after all, it can only penetrate through windows and door openings.

The surrounding walls, the pillars in the hall, the tables, chairs and benches, and even the more than two hundred students watching, can all become barriers to sunlight.

The black pupils looked like they were wearing contact lens glasses, with a faint black brilliance flashing away.

Xiao Zhang blinked his eyelids in time. With this action, even if someone was staring at his eyes at close range, it would be impossible to see the fleeting black brilliance.

In the closed mouth, the two tiger teeth also grew longer at this moment.

Although only the two upper fangs have deformed, and the innate instinct has not fully exploded, everything in the sensory world has undergone fundamental changes.

In the blink of an eye, Ma Jun, who was three or four meters away from Xiao Zhang, had already rushed in front of him.

The speed is not bad.

None of the surrounding students could react, and only two or three of the instructors on the second floor could clearly see Ma Jun's movements.

Wing Chun, Shen Qiao?

The teacher who had just had this idea opened his mouth unconsciously and was stunned.

Xiao Zhang didn't know what Wing Chun Shenqiao meant, but after he blinked, Ma Jun's movements became relatively slow in his sight, like slow motion in a movie.

It's not that he can slow down the flow of time, it's just that his reaction speed has reached an extraordinary level, and his eyes combined with his senses have super dynamic vision.

Equally extraordinary is his physical fitness.

Staring at Ma Jun's exposed lower abdomen, Xiao Zhang raised his leg and kicked him.

Surprise flashed through his eyes, because he could clearly see that when he kicked this kick, Ma Jun had already reacted and started to change his moves.

However, it was of no use.

In the face of the absolute difference in speed and strength, skills are not worth mentioning.

Ma Jun suddenly pressed down his hands, just as he was about to touch Xiao Zhang's kick, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

There was even more majestic power coming, and the steady steps of the horse were not worth mentioning in front of this force. The moment his feet left the ground, the whole person's fists were gone.

The hands that tried to seize the opportunity to grab Xiao Zhang's calves drifted away in vain.

Ma Jun, who was sprinting extremely quickly, suddenly fell to the ground as if he was lying sideways, and then couldn't control his body's landing position because of the severe pain.

With a bang, it fell to the smooth floor.

Five-body cast.

Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first time fighting with someone, and he was a real master.

Just as Ma Jun knew about his background, he also analyzed that Ma Jun must be very good at fighting. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stop the surrounding students from giving way with just one word.

I should be able to fight at least ten.

But since I won, I have to say enough about the scene.

"Practicing boxing without practicing kung fu will end up in vain. I have seventy years of experience in this kick. Young man, can you stop it?"

Seeing Ma Jun getting up from the ground, Xiao Zhang glanced at the shocked students around him.

"Or...can you stop me?"

There was a crashing sound, and the students carefully chose to retreat, making the space where Xiao Zhang and Ma Jun were in a larger space.

What is different from Xiao Zhang's analysis that Ma Jun can fight at least ten is that they have actually seen Ma Jun fight ten by himself, and he is relatively capable of fighting ten among the students.

You know, this is a police training school, which not only has formal fighting courses, but also requires high physical fitness.

Any student there, even if they will engage in civilian work in the future, will not have a problem beating one or two ordinary people.

This can explain how capable Ma Jun is in fighting.

But now, this information can only show another thing: 9527 is not only very edible, but also really good at fighting.

Ma Jun was very reluctant to become Xiao Zhang's background, but he did not take action again after getting up. As a master, he could already tell the difference between one move.

"Cough...cough..."

Ma Jun coughed twice, and after calming down his breath, he stared at Xiao Zhang and asked: "You keep talking about young people, it takes seventy years to open your mouth. 9527, how old are you?"

"Forehead……"

Xiao Zhang then remembered that he was an 18-year-old kid.

"I am 18 years old this year. What's wrong? A master is a teacher, and a teacher is a leader. Do you have a problem with calling you a young man?"

"I'm very talented. One year of training is worth ten years of training like you. I said I have 70 years of skill. Do you have a problem?"

After saying "you have a problem" twice, Xiao Zhang took two steps forward.

Ma Jun took three steps back and put on a defensive stance.

"No problem, we're all fine."

Liu Jiehui stood up, stopped in front of Ma Jun, and showed a happy smile and longing eyes to Xiao Zhang.

As if he was looking at his future thug, his tone was very cordial.

"9527, you are welcome to join our college, and you are welcome to join our dormitory 404."

404 people?

Xiao Zhang knew that his dormitory was 404. He didn't care before, but he looked at the faces of Liu Jiehui and several other suspected members of dormitory 404 who also stood up.

He suddenly had a feeling: this dormitory was unlucky.

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