Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Li Zhengjun stood in front of the crowd and shouted passionately.

The emotions of everyone in the training class were completely stirred up by Li Zhengjun's impassioned speech. They felt their blood boiling and a fire of fighting spirit surged in their hearts!

Right!

Someone with only a D-level talent can become a Martial King!

Why can't those more talented people do it?!

However, just as everyone was filled with excitement and high spirits, Qin Yu suddenly interjected.

"Fun fact: Su Tianhe's father was the Great Xia Martial Emperor, and his grandfather was the Great Xia Martial Venerable."

Qin Yu's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the burning fighting spirit of everyone!

Li Zhengjun's face suddenly darkened, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Arena!

Why does this kid have such a foul mouth?!

He went through great lengths to finally ignite everyone's fighting spirit.

As a result, this kid extinguished their hopes with just one sentence!

Li Zhengjun stared at Qin Yu with an extremely gloomy look in his eyes. If looks could kill, he would probably be torn to pieces by now.

Qin Yu felt uncomfortable under the gaze and quickly scratched his head with an awkward smile, saying:

"Teacher Li, I was just joking."

Immediately, he looked at the crowd and said loudly:

"But don't be discouraged. As the famous inventor Thomas Addison once said, genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration!"

Upon hearing this, Li Zhengjun's gloomy expression softened slightly.

Hmm, that makes more sense.

However, before he could even recover, Qin Yu's next words completely broke him down.

"Of course, everyone should just take this as a joke and not take it seriously."

"After all, there's a next part to this passage, which says that the 1% inspiration is often more important than the 99% perspiration."

"So everyone should eat and drink as usual, but don't overwork yourself, it'll hurt your health."

Everyone: "..."

They felt insulted, and they had evidence.

I don't think so.

Just then, Liu Damao, who had been silent all along, spoke up, which was quite unusual.

Li Zhengjun was taken aback when he heard this, and for the first time, a look of anticipation and hope appeared in his eyes as he looked at Liu Damao.

Could it be that this kid is finally getting it?

Liu Damao then said in a serious and solemn manner:

"Old Qin, I admit you make a lot of sense, but I think sows should be fed No. 24 pig feed after farrowing."

The light in Li Zhengjun's eyes suddenly vanished, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and let out a long sigh.

What kind of karma did he create to have these two brilliant minds gathered in his small special training class!

"You two stop talking nonsense. I believe that hard work is far more important than inspiration!"

Li Xiaoke suddenly stood up and spoke with a righteous expression.

Upon hearing this, Li Zhengjun's eyes lit up, and he looked gratified.

It still has to be my son.

"After all, how will you know how far you are from being a genius if you don't put in the effort and sweat?"

"Pfft!!!"

Li Zhengjun coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

……

Today's special training class ended early.

Because everyone needs to soothe their wounded hearts.

Only Qin Yu, Liu Damao, and Li Xiaoke left the school together, all smiles and acting as if nothing had happened, their arms around each other's shoulders.

"We finally got out of school early today, shouldn't the three of us find something to have fun with and have a good time?"

Li Xiaoke looked wary: "Is it going to be another back massage? I'm definitely not going."

Qin Yu, who was standing to the side, nodded in deep agreement.

His back still aches slightly after being run over by that 298-kilogram Tiger tank.

Of course, every loss has its gain; after this incident, his herniated disc will definitely not protrude again...

Liu Damao waved his hand with a smile: "It's not a back massage. I heard that a new live-action CS store opened next to our school. It's really fun to play shooting games."

"Especially those girls, their tactical vests are so short and see-through, it's really cool."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu and Li Xiaoke's eyes lit up:

"Shooting through a beautiful girl? Is this even possible?"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

What are you going to do?

Just then, Lin Qingxue suddenly walked up from behind and asked with a curious look.

"We're planning to go shooting... I mean, go shoot some guns. Are you coming?" Qin Yu asked.

"Shoot? But I'm a newbie, I don't know how to shoot."

"It's alright, the three of us are all veteran marksmen with ten years of experience. We'll carry you with ease, just lie down and relax!"

Qin Yu patted his chest confidently.

"Alright then, I'll give it a try."

Lin Qingxue thought about it for a moment, and then agreed.

Afterwards, the four of them went together to the newly opened paintball shop next to the school.

Just then, five elementary school students wearing red scarves and school uniforms arrived at the store.

The shopkeeper then divided them into two teams for a head-to-head competition.

"No way, they're just beating up these elementary school kids who haven't even grown their hair yet? That's a total massacre."

While changing into his combat uniform in the locker room, Qin Yu looked at the few elementary school students opposite him who were only up to his waist and mocked them with an arrogant smile.

"Old Qin, let's go easy on them a bit. Don't kill them instantly. Let these elementary school kids have some gaming experience too."

Liu Damao, who was standing to the side, laughed and chimed in.

The little boy who was leading the group of elementary school students opposite them immediately became unhappy. He walked up to them and said angrily:

"Stop looking down on us! In a moment, I'll show you the might of the Flame Dragon Squad!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu and his friends' smiles grew even more unrestrained and loud, clearly showing that they didn't take these elementary school students seriously at all.

Liu Damao laughed and squatted down to pat the elementary school student's head:

"Little guy, be good, hurry home and do your homework after this game, your mom's calling you home for dinner, hahaha!"

Upon seeing this, the elementary school students turned pale and clenched their fists in resentment.