"The Grand Elder of the Ouyang family was forced back dozens of steps by the sword. Teacher Jun came quickly!"
"It's too late to say, but in the blink of an eye, all the swords around him were drawn over and he performed a powerful sword move!"
"What do you think the result was?"
In the Juying Hall, Huo Ling had one foot on the chair as he told the students about what happened at the platform.
"What's the result?"
The students asked eagerly, their eyes full of anticipation.
At that moment, Huo Ling turned into an author, trying his best to keep the readers in suspense. Only when everyone's buttocks were on fire did he say leisurely, "The Grand Elder of the Ouyang family was forced out of the arena. The Flowing Cloud Sword was broken, and there was a deep and eye-catching sword scar on his chest!"
"Oh my god!"
Everyone exclaimed in unison.
Such a battle between kings was already so fierce from Huo Ling's description. If they could witness it with their own eyes, it would be even more thrilling!
Someone said in admiration, "Teacher Jun is too strong!"
"He's more than strong!"
Huo Ling said, "He's so strong that it's scary!"
"Even the senior ranked first on the Hero Ranking is not worth mentioning in front of Teacher Jun!"
Jun Changxiao defeated a peak Martial King in one move, which made the students of the Juying Hall admire him very much.
"Tsk."
Chu Xiunan, who had his legs on the table, curled his lips and said, "I can only say that the Ouyang family's strength is average. If he dares to provoke my Chu family, I'll definitely make him walk in and crawl out."
"Hehe."
Someone laughed and said, "Young Master Chu's family has Wu Huang. Teacher Jun might not have the guts to go."
"That's right."
Chu Xiunan said proudly, "Even if he's the Sword and Martial King, in front of Wu Huang, he's just …"
At this point, his voice stopped abruptly.
Because at the entrance of the school, Jun Changxiao was standing there with a smile.
"Teacher Jun!"
Huo Ling exclaimed. Then, she quickly put her legs down from the chair and sat upright.
The other students quickly returned to their seats, looking like obedient children.
Chu Xiunan wanted to continue putting his legs on the table, but when he thought of this guy's violent means, he reluctantly retracted his legs …
Bang!
Jun Chang appeared in front of him and knocked him to the ground with an iron fist of love. Then, he began to torture him!
Everyone shuddered when they saw this.
After a bout of abuse, Chu Xiunan lay on the ground like a puddle of mud. He howled in his heart, "You didn't even give me a chance to stop!"
Pa!
Jun Changxiao put his palms on the podium and said in a deep voice, "I'll reiterate it once more. In the academy, if anyone does anything indecent, they will be severely punished."
"Yes, Teacher Jun!"
The students shouted in unison, their voices extremely loud and clear!
"If you want to become an expert, you can't just rely on martial arts. You also need to have a strong enough body. Today's lesson is …" Jun Changxiao's lips curled up into a devilish smile as he said, "Run a thousand laps around the field!"
"Ah?"
"Who has an opinion?"
"No objections, Teacher Jun!"
"Hurry up and go!"
"Yes!"
…
The school's field was usually used by the instructors to instruct the students outdoors. Some students who didn't have classes also liked to come here to cultivate.
At this moment.
The students in the field were all dumbfounded because the geniuses of Gathering Heroes Hall were circling around them.
Was this still those arrogant young masters who were usually so arrogant?
"You're not allowed to use spirit power. Use your purest body to run!" Jun Changxiao stood with his hands behind his back and shouted like an officer.
"Yes!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
Because they were afraid of Teacher Jun's violent destruction, they really didn't dare to use spirit power and ran with their two legs.
A thousand laps.
This was a terrifying number.
They only ran more than 30 laps and their faces were flushed red and dripping with sweat.
The school's field was very big. One lap was at least five or six li. After running more than 30 laps, it was almost 200 li.
Without using spirit power to drive, they still had to run at the fastest time. Relying on their own strength, it was definitely an extremely painful torture!
As for 1000 laps, not to mention the students who were Martial Masters, even if a Martial King came, it would be impossible to run with pure physical strength in such a short time.
"No … I can't, I can't …"
After running 100 laps, a student directly collapsed on the ground.
The others also began to fall behind. They didn't care about how noble their identities were and sat on the ground one by one.
Jun Changxiao didn't punish them and continued to observe the others running. He thought to himself, "Among these pampered young masters, there is no lack of people with strong physical bodies."
"If they join the Iron Bone School and train in the Forging Room and Training Tower, they will definitely have a good improvement."
Some people would ask, "Isn't it too low for a martial cultivator from another world to let them run?"
Actually, Sect Leader Jun didn't do this to let them temper their bodies. The main purpose was to destroy the arrogance of these young masters.
"Tsk tsk, a group of young masters from big families running around the field. I really didn't expect this."
"Sect Leader Jun is still the best. If it were other teachers, they would have already caused a ruckus."
"That's why evil people need to be dealt with by evil people."
The teachers in the distance gathered together and discussed in low voices.
"Dean."
The Vice Dean broke down and said, "The students of Gathering Heroes Hall are all very pampered. Letting them run around in front of everyone is undoubtedly trampling on their self-esteem."
Situ Haoyun said, "Aren't they running quite happily?"
"…"
The Vice Dean muttered in his heart, "Jun Changxiao is violent at the slightest disagreement. They must be running happily!"
…
1,000 laps was just a casual remark from Sect Leader Jun.
In fact, without using spiritual power, the students of Gathering Heroes Hall couldn't do it in a short period of time. So after running for a while, they all collapsed on the ground in exhaustion.
At this moment, they didn't care that their classmates were looking at them. They just wanted to lie on the grass for a while and enjoy the comfortable feeling of relaxing their muscles.
"That's all for today." Jun Changxiao said, "We'll continue tomorrow."
Ah?
Huo Ling and the others lay on the ground, looking like they had nothing to live for.
…
After the class, Jun Changxiao returned to the inn.
Ou Yangjun stood outside the guest room and waited. When he saw him return, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Sect Leader Jun, thank you for taking care of Wanshi this year."
Jun Changxiao said, "She is my disciple. It's only right to take care of her."
"Sect Leader Jun."
Ou Yangjun said, "I'll leave Wanshi to you."
With that, he turned to leave.
"Creak."
At this moment, Liu Wanshi pushed open the door and said indifferently, "Sect Leader, the sect still lacks a chef."
"That's true."
Jun Changxiao said, "Since you've already left the Ouyang family, are you interested in coming to my Iron Bone?"
His spiritual sense had already captured what Ou Yangjun had said in the Ouyang family, and he knew that the other party was chasing after him.
That was why he took the initiative to ask Liu Wanshi and provide an opportunity for the father and daughter to communicate.
"I'm interested!" Ou Yangjun said.
He didn't care about being a chef in Iron Bone. He just wanted to be with his daughter and make up for what he owed her in the past.
"After the culinary competition is over, follow me back to Iron Bone," Jun Changxiao said.
"Okay, okay."
Ou Yangjun said.
Liu Wanshi snorted coldly, then closed the door and continued to study Chinese recipes.
Jun Changxiao shook his head and thought to himself, "This broken father-daughter relationship still needs some time to repair."
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