Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

The young instructor asked seriously, "Lu Ming, what did you whisper just now?"

"Instructor! It's nothing." Lu Ming replied awkwardly. He thought to himself, "This instructor has really sharp ears."

The young instructor ordered, "Lu Ming, do 50 push-ups now!"

"50? Got it! I'll make it right away!"

The other students standing nearby began to discuss privately.

"Do you want to do it with him too?" The young instructor glanced coldly at the whispering students.

"........."

Suddenly, no one dared to speak.

The young instructor's face turned livid. "I don't want to hear any noise while I'm training you. This isn't a market, this is military training! If anyone disregards discipline again, we'll all run ten kilometers together."

"Yes!"

Everyone answered in unison.

The young instructor turned his gaze to Lu Ming, "Lu Ming, get ready to do 50 push-ups."

"I'll do it for him!"

came a voice.

The young instructor was stunned for a moment, then looked at the young man walking over.

It's Lin Han!

"You are Lin Han!" The young instructor looked at him seriously.

"Yes, instructor." Lin Han nodded slightly.

The young instructor said sternly, "Student Lin, you're late for the first day of military training. Do you think military training is unimportant?"

"No, instructor." Lin Han shook his head and replied.

The young instructor suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked, "Why are you late? Tell me."

Lin Han replied calmly: "Traffic jam."

"Lin Han, do 100 push-ups for me!" said the young instructor angrily.

He didn't expect Lin Han to answer with just one word, "Traffic jam!"

Lin Han smiled slightly, "100 push-ups is no problem. By the way, help my brother do 50 and let him return to the team."

"Hey? Classmate Lin Han, you are quite loyal! But do you think you can do 150?" said the young instructor with a faint smile.

He felt that Lin Han was talking in his sleep. How could Lin Han do 150 push-ups!

"Why don't we have a competition?" Lin Han thought for a moment, then said, "You do 500 push-ups in 5 minutes, and I do 800 in 5 minutes. If I win, I won't participate in military training, and you must allow my brother Lu Ming to return to the team. Do you dare to accept this challenge, instructor?"

The whole place was in an uproar.

Immediately, several other instructors came over to watch.

An instructor next to the young instructor said with a smile, "Student, 800 push-ups in five minutes, that's really nonsense! Even the Xia Kingdom's military king, Wang Badao, could barely do 790 in five minutes."

"800 push-ups for five minutes, that cracked me up."

Several of the students watching began to laugh.

Lin Han smiled calmly, "Haha, you can watch me perform. You'll know whether it's a mule or a horse after I pull it out for a walk. Do you dare to compete?"

Lin Han turned his gaze to the young instructor.

"Okay! I agree to compete with you!"

Do you want to start first or should I?

The young instructor moved his muscles and his joints made a creaking sound.

"Let me start first!"

"Um…"

As he spoke, the young instructor took a few deep breaths and began to do push-ups with his hands on the ground.

"Come on! Let this kid see the strength of our Sharp Knife Company!"

Several instructors cheered for the young instructor.

"Come on, instructor!"

The students watching also shouted and cheered.

Lu Ming pulled Lin Han and whispered, "Boss Han, your joke is too outrageous, isn't it? 800 five-minute ones."

"Don't worry, Erming, you will see my performance later." Lin Han smiled.

Lu Ming hesitated to speak, "I..." He sighed and shook his head.

One side of the playground.

"Cousin, it seems very lively over there?"

Jiang Shimeng chewed a lollipop and pointed to where a group of students were gathered a few hundred meters away.

"Let's go see what's going on."

As she spoke, Mu Xueqing pulled Jiang Shimeng and walked in the indicated direction.

"495..."

"496..."

"497..."

"498..."

"499..."

"500..."

The young instructor finished reading breathlessly.

Then he was helped up by the two instructors next to him.

Another instructor spoke up and said, "It took 4 minutes and 59 seconds."

He showed the timer result "4 minutes and 59 seconds" on his mobile phone to the students around him.

"The instructor is amazing! Awesome!"

The students watching cheered excitedly.

The young instructor slowed down a bit and said, "You can admit defeat now."

Lin Han stepped forward and said, "Giving up is not in my vocabulary."

"Who is this guy? So arrogant, he actually dares to challenge the instructor."

"It seems he's a Chinese medicine major."

The students watching began to whisper.

Lin Han listened to the whispers of the students around him and ignored them completely.

He stretched out his right index finger, pushed the ground with one finger, and started doing push-ups.

"Oh my god! One-finger Zen?"

Suddenly, the students watching were all stunned as if they had seen a ghost.

Even the young instructor was stunned, staring blankly at Lin Han doing push-ups with one finger.

Mu Xueqing pulled Jiang Shimeng and pushed through the crowd, and saw a young man doing push-ups with one finger, completing the movements effortlessly and at a speed that was dazzling.

"Oh my god! It's that brat!"

"Cousin, he's so awesome!"

Jiang Shimeng took a few bites of the lollipop and opened her watery eyes wide.

"Why is he doing push-ups?" Mu Xueqing asked in confusion, muttering to herself.

"795..."

"796..."

"797..."

"798..."

"799..."

"800..."

Lin Han slowly stood up and dusted himself off.

The instructor, holding the timer on his phone, said, "It took 4 minutes and 30 seconds!"

"4 minutes and 30 seconds!"

There was silence.

"Is this real? Am I dreaming?"

A student wearing glasses who was watching pinched the slightly plump student next to him.

The slightly overweight student cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, are you sure you're not dreaming? Why are you pinching me?"

The student wearing glasses scratched his head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The slightly chubby student rolled his eyes at the student wearing glasses, expressing his speechlessness.

Lin Han smiled calmly, "Instructor, how is it? 800 push-ups have been completed. I don't like using my hands, I prefer to use one finger."

Lin Han cast his gaze towards the young instructor and asked, "Have you agreed to my terms?"

There was an uproar.

The young instructor calmed down and said, "I agree! You don't have to participate in military training!"

The other instructors shook their heads and led their teams away.

Lin Han bowed and said, "Thank you!"

After saying that, Lin Han patted Lu Ming, who was stunned beside him, and said, "Okay, it's over."

Lu Ming shuddered all over and came back to his senses, "Boss Han, you are amazing!"

Lin Han smiled and said, "Keep a low profile...keep a low profile..."

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