Song Kang looked Qin Yu up and down, his face full of surprise and uncertainty.

That doesn't make sense.

All the instructors who were beaten down claimed that they were defeated by Chen Yi, but the truth is that someone else did it.

Why would they lie about it?

Song Kang frowned and pondered, but he still couldn't figure out the reason.

He shook his head, too lazy to think about it anymore, and then looked intently at Qin Yu:

"You're pretty tough, kid. You sent more than a dozen of our instructors to the hospital."

Qin Yu gave a shy smile and waved his hand, saying:

"It was a fluke, just a fluke."

Song Kang shook his head:

"Being able to defeat so many instructors cannot be explained by mere luck."

"Come on, let's have a fight. I want to see just how good you really are."

Qin Yu asked, "Do you still want to suppress your cultivation level to the Martial Artist realm?"

"Of course, otherwise, would I fight you with my original strength?"

Song Kang crossed his arms and looked at Qin Yu with amusement.

If he, an eight-star Martial Marquis, were to fight using his true strength, wouldn't that be a one-sided crushing defeat? What would be the point of fighting then?

“No, that’s not it,” Qin Yu shook his head.

"I suggest you raise your cultivation level by one more level, to Martial Master, so that your injuries won't be too serious."

Upon hearing this, Song Kang was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.

"You think I'll get hurt!?"

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded sincerely.

What the hell!

This young man!?

That's fucking arrogant!

Song Kang was so angry that his nose almost crooked.

I, the dignified Commander-in-Chief of the Jiangnan City Military Base, an Eight-Star Martial Marquis,

How could he be outmaneuvered by a high school student who had just turned 18?

Thinking of this, his face immediately darkened, and he coldly snorted:

"No need, I'll suppress myself to the Martial Artist realm and fight you. I want to see just how awesome you are."

"Okay." Qin Yu nodded obediently. "Then you'd better be careful."

As he spoke, he slowly jogged towards Song Kang, raising his little fists in the process.

"Little Iron Fist is here!"

"Ok?"

Song Kang was completely dumbfounded, and almost laughed out of anger.

"Are you kidding me?"

With that speed and that strength, let alone him, he couldn't even take down a three-year-old.

Song Kang stood there calmly with his arms crossed, letting Qin Yu attack him.

"I'd like to see what kind of person he is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yu punched Song Kang, sending him flying.

Phew—boom!

Seeing Song Kang being knocked down so easily, Qin Yu shook his head helplessly:

"I told you to improve your level, but you just wouldn't listen. You can't blame me for that."

The students in the special training class behind him were already used to seeing this scene.

Someone familiar with the place approached the soldier standing guard at the gate and asked him to call the medic to come and carry Song Kang away.

Not long after, two medics came running over with a stretcher, looking excited.

"Which instructor is in big trouble this time?"

然后,他们便是看到了瘫倒在地,口吐血沫的宋康,顿时震惊得眼珠子都快凸爆出来了=?0?1?0?1?0?0?0?0=?0?1?0?1?0?0?0?0(●?6?2?5?5?6?2●|)。

"Commander Song!???"

The students in the special training class were all taken aback upon hearing this:

"What, Commander!?"

……

ten minutes later,

Chen Jun, deputy commander of the Jiangnan City military base, stood in front of the training class, looking embarrassed, and said:

"In short, this is the situation: there are currently no extra instructors at the base who can provide you with special training."

"Therefore, your seven-day special training is over, and you can go back now."

Upon hearing this, the special training teams from the three high schools all looked completely bewildered.

What the hell is this?

They arrived in the morning.

They left this afternoon?

Everyone couldn't help but look up at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu spread his hands innocently:

Why are you all looking at me like that? What does it have to do with me?

Everyone: "..."

……

Inside the training ground of Jiangnan No.1 Middle School,

Li Zhengjun leaned back comfortably in his chair, brewed himself a pot of hot tea, and leisurely enjoyed the rare tranquility of his life.

Without Qin Yu, he lost the risk of cerebral hemorrhage, but at the same time gained physical and mental pleasure.

That feeling can be summed up in one word.

So comfortable~~~

Looking at the students in each special training class, all silent and diligently training, Li Zhengjun nodded with satisfaction.

This is how a student should behave.

However, at that moment, a student suddenly spoke up:

"Teacher Li, it seems that Squad Leader Qin and the others have returned."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhengjun was stunned for a moment, then glared angrily at the classmate who had spoken:

"Zhang Xiaopang, don't talk nonsense. They go to the military base for at least seven days of special training. How could they only be back now!"

"You're punished, kid! Run 50 laps right now!"

Zhang Xiaopang said with a wronged expression:

"Teacher Li, I really didn't lie to you, Squad Leader Qin and the others really are back!"

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

Li Zhengjun's face immediately darkened. He was about to continue scolding when he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door.

"Old Li, we're back!"

Li Zhengjun's expression suddenly froze, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

"What the hell!?"

He sprang up from his chair in an instant, staring incredulously towards the door.

Then, that familiar figure pushed open the door and swaggered in with an air of nonchalance.

He's here! He's here! He's really here!!!

"You, how did you all get back?"

Li Zhengjun stared wide-eyed, asking incredulously.

He'd just dropped them off at the base that morning, thinking he'd have a few days of peace and quiet.

And then, damn it, it was returned that very afternoon!?

Isn't that ridiculous?!

Qin Yu scratched his head innocently and said:

"They said there weren't enough instructors to teach us, so they sent me back."

"There aren't enough instructors to teach you?"

Li Zhengjun was completely dumbfounded. "How is this possible?"

"I don't know what happened either."

Qin Yu spread his hands and shrugged.

Upon hearing this, the five people behind Lin Qingxue couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

You know perfectly well why there are no instructors.

"Old Li, what should we do now?" Qin Yu asked.

Li Zhengjun seemed unable to accept the cruel reality of Qin Yu's return, waving his hand helplessly and saying:

"You guys train on your own for now, let me have some peace and quiet."

"Oh."

Qin Yu nodded, then walked to the center of the training hall, put his hands behind his back, looked at the people training, and said coldly:

"What are you all doing! You see I'm back and don't even bother to say hello?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of everyone in the special training class trembled, and they immediately stopped their training exercises, bowing respectfully to Qin Yu in unison.

"Two and a half hours have passed. Welcome back to school, Squad Leader Qin!"

Looking at the scene before him,

Li Zhengjun slumped into his chair, his head buzzing again, blood rushing to his head.

Less than two and a half minutes after returning, Qin Yu cured his brain hemorrhage problem once again.

……

……

P.S.: I went to the wilderness to catch pets today, but I came across this thing. Can any expert tell me what it is?

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