Yang Fan grasped Huang Zhong's right hand, his eyes brimming with tears of excitement. "Mr. Huang, please don't say that. Everyone makes mistakes. Knowing your mistakes and being able to correct them, you are still the class teacher that I admire and respect the most! "
Huang Zhong was also sobbing. He was so moved that he held Yang Fan's hand and said sincerely, "I've let you down before. I didn't expect you to forgive me so generously. Yang Fan, don't worry. Black is black, white is white. In our Huanan Martial Arts School, no one can reverse black and white and cover the sky with one hand! "
"Today's matter is all Song Zian's fault. Not to mention that you only severely injured him, even if you really killed him by accident, he can only blame himself for harboring evil intentions and asking for it!"
Huang Zhong was extremely emotional. He turned around and glanced at the Class 1 students who were behaving like idiots. He said loudly, "Now I'll testify for Yang Fan. The matter of him intentionally harming a student is completely false. On the contrary, it was Song Zian who deliberately framed him in an attempt to interfere with the student's advancement. His methods are extremely despicable."
"I've decided. Song Zian will take care of his own injuries. After he recovers, he will personally bow and apologize to Yang Fan! If Yang Fan is unwilling to forgive him, then he can forget about staying in Class 29 in the future! "
"Also, in the future, if anyone dares to invert right and wrong and use this matter to slander Yang Fan, then they're going against me. I won't let them off easily!"
"Pfft!!"
Song Zian, who had just woken up from his coma, happened to hear Huang Zhong's final decision. He couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of black blood. His head tilted and he fainted again.
"Thank you, Mr. Huang. You're indeed the most impartial and strict class teacher. It's my and all the students' honor to be able to study in your class!"
"You flatter me. I don't deserve such praise. This is what a teacher should do. Huanan Martial Arts School's motto has long stated that a teacher should be benevolent and benevolent. I'm still a long way from that. "
"No, Mr. Huang, you're already a 'benevolent and benevolent' role model in my heart!"
"No, no, Teacher is still far from it, far from it …"
The teacher and student held hands, and in front of the whole class, they had a real-life master-disciple relationship.
Many people felt like vomiting when they saw this. They were even more depressed in their hearts. What happened to Huang Zhong? Why did he suddenly become so righteous?
This wasn't his usual style. Didn't he always want to find trouble with Yang Fan and kick Yang Fan out of Class 29? Now that he finally had a chance to make a mistake on Yang Fan's part, how could he let it go so easily?
However, when they saw Huang Zhong crying with snot flowing out of his nose, it was impossible to tell that he was faking it. Many people were puzzled. Could it be that he had really changed? Yang Fan's few words of flattery had coaxed him to come to his senses?
Bullsh * t!
Hua Yue felt as disgusted as if she had eaten a fly. She couldn't wait to strangle Huang Zhong, this fence-sitter, to death.
If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have been the one to stand out. She spoke evil words and distorted the truth, as if she was a wicked witch. Her pure and kind image that she had painstakingly built in Class 29 was completely reversed.
Damn it, unforgivable!
Zhao Zhu was the same. Thinking about what he had said to Yang Fan just now, Zhao Zhu's face hurt badly.
If he had known that Huang Zhong meant this, he wouldn't have stood out to be the bad guy. Huang Zhong, you really made me suffer!
How would he have the face to face Yang Fan in the future?
On the other hand, Yan Han woke up from his meditative state. He glanced at Yang Fan and Huang Zhong in surprise. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he felt that it was interesting.
However, he only glanced at them. He had never participated in these filthy matters in the class and couldn't be bothered to care. As long as it didn't affect his cultivation, everything was fine.
Ignoring the psychological fluctuations of the surrounding students, Yang Fan and Huang Zhong, the master and disciple pair, flattered each other as if there was no one else around. It was not until the doctor from the infirmary arrived that they stopped this state of mutual confiding.
"Doctor, you're finally here!" Zhao Zhu seemed to have seen his savior. He hurriedly went forward to welcome Zhang Fengyu. He raised his hand and pointed at Song Zi 'an who was lying on the ground, unable to breathe. He said, "Please come and take a look. Can our classmate still be saved?"
Huang Zhong also let go of Yang Fan's hand. He raised his head to look at Zhang Fengyu and softly explained Song Zi 'an's situation. "Three cracks in his sternum, three broken ribs on his left side, two on his right side. There is slight internal bleeding in his lungs and his heart has been stimulated to a certain extent. I'll have to trouble Doctor Zhang to treat him as soon as possible.
No matter how fierce his words were, saying that Song Zi 'an was unpardonable and that he deserved to be blamed, he still had to be saved. If something really happened to Song Zi' an, even with Huang Zhong's protection, Yang Fan wouldn't be able to get away with it.
After all, Song Zi 'an's family was quite powerful. Even if the school didn't punish Yang Fan, it was hard to guarantee that there wouldn't be people outside the school who wouldn't cause trouble for him or his family.
Hearing Huang Zhong's description of Song Zi 'an's injuries, Zhang Fengyu, the doctor, didn't say anything. However, the surrounding students all gasped in unison.
Wow!
F * ck!
F * ck!
That's amazing!
A series of exclamations rose and fell in their hearts, and they didn't stop for a long time.
Everyone's eyes involuntarily swept over to Yang Fan. They felt that this guy was like a demon, injuring Song Zi 'an to this extent with just a casual punch!
He really lost half of his life, didn't he?!
No wonder Huang Zhong was so nervous at the beginning. This could definitely be considered a serious teaching accident! If Song Zi 'an really died, Huang Zhong would definitely be blamed.
"Don't worry, it won't take long."
Zhang Fengyu squatted down and unhurriedly stretched out his finger to feel Song Zi 'an's pulse on his right wrist. After a while, he withdrew his finger and said, "Don't worry, he can still be saved. If he's willing to use the elixir, he'll be completely healed in three days."
After saying that, Zhang Fengyu pointed at Yang Fan and An Sheng and said, "Come, you two help me carry him to the infirmary!"
"Doctor Zhang, I'm the monitor of Class 29. Why don't you let me be in charge of carrying the injured to the infirmary?"
Zhao Chu suddenly interjected. If he let Yang Fan and An Sheng carry Song Zi 'an at this time, he was afraid that Song Zi' an wouldn't make it to the infirmary.
Zhang Fengyu refused without even raising his head. "It's just carrying an injured person. There's no need to go through so much trouble, and there's no need for so many people. I think the two of them are good enough! There's no need to change anymore! "
"No problem!" Huang Zhong made the final decision. "Let Yang Fan and An Sheng send him off. If Zhao Zhu is worried, he can come along as well."
Zhao Chu quivered and waved his hand. "No need, no need. I believe that Yang Fan and An Sheng can do a good job. I won't interfere."
What a joke. He had just been slapped in the face by Yang Fan, and now he was embarrassed to death. How could he have the nerve to be alone with Yang Fan?
He looked sympathetically at Song Zi 'an, who was still unconscious. This poor child was really going to be a lamb in a tiger's den.
But who could he blame? If he wanted to blame someone, he could only blame himself for picking the wrong opponent. If he wanted to blame someone, he could only blame his own bad luck. Even the doctor who came to treat him randomly chose his opponent. This was simply bad luck. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop it!
Yang Fan suddenly looked up and grinned at Zhao Chu. His smile made Zhao Chu's heart tremble. He couldn't help but feel that Yang Fan was up to no good.
What had happened just now seemed to have completely wiped out the not-so-deep camaraderie between them as classmates.
Although Zhao Chu didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, he still felt a little guilty when facing Yang Fan.
At the same time, he knew that after this incident, he and most of the students in the class would no longer have any friendship with Yang Fan.
A minute later.
Yang Fan and An Sheng placed Song Zi 'an on a simple stretcher. They carried him out of the classroom and followed Zhang Fengyu to the infirmary.
After they left, the martial arts classroom was in an uproar. Other than Yan Han, no one could remain calm.
Everything that had just happened in front of their eyes was simply too exciting!
"Silence!"
Huang Zhong snorted and turned to look at the remaining students in the class. He said lightly, "Everyone, continue practicing the Bull Fist. Do not slack off."
"Just now, Yang Fan had already given you a very good demonstration. A Level 4 Martial Disciple who had practiced the Barbaric Ox Fist to the Perfection Stage was actually able to punch a Level 7 Martial Disciple to the point that he didn't even have the slightest bit of strength to fight back!
"This is the reason why I have always emphasized the importance of practicing martial arts diligently."
"The Great Perfection Realm of martial arts can greatly increase a martial disciple's strength. Under the premise that it is difficult to increase the strength of one's blood and Qi, mastering a martial arts technique is definitely the best choice."
"I don't expect all of you to be able to practice the Barbarian Bull Fist to the Great Perfection Realm. That is not realistic. After all, even I, your teacher, am only at the Small Perfection Realm. Not everyone can be like Yang Fan, who is so compatible with the goodwill of the Barbarian Bull Fist.
"My request for you is very simple. As long as you can practice the Bull Fist to the Beginner Realm or even the Expert Realm before the College Entrance Exam, that will be enough. In that case, it will at least increase your overall strength by twenty to thirty percent. It will greatly increase your chances of successfully passing the various combat tests in the College Entrance Exam. "
Huang Zhong took the opportunity to pour some chicken soup for the students in the class. He spoke frankly with assurance as if he wasn't affected by the crying incident just now. He had returned to his usual strict and serious self.
Needless to say, after being tricked by him, many students were really fired up.
Even a loser like Yang Fan could practice the Bull Fist to the Great Perfection Realm and could even KO Song Zian who was a Level 7 Martial Disciple. Why couldn't they do the same?
Their cultivation was higher, their qualifications were better, and their martial arts talents were all extraordinary. The cultivation resources that they could enjoy were also several streets ahead of Yang Fan. It didn't make sense that they couldn't do what Yang Fan could do!
In an instant, everyone's enthusiasm was aroused. The martial arts classroom was filled with students working hard to practice the Bull Fist. When Huang Zhong saw this, he was deeply gratified.
In the corner of the classroom, Hua Yue gently waved at Xia Zixuan who was not too far away. Xia Zixuan moved closer to her and asked softly, "What's wrong, Ms. Hua? You don't look well. Did someone make you angry?"
Hua Yue rolled her eyes at her. "Aren't you asking the obvious? Zixuan, tell me honestly. Just now, when Song Zian suddenly attacked Yang Fan, were you behind it? I remember that Song Zian seemed to have been pursuing you these past two years. "
Song Zian was not an idiot. He had no grudges with Yang Fan. If someone did not instigate him, why would he ruin his opportunity for no reason?
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." In front of Hua Yue, Xia Zixuan did not purposely hide it. She said, "I just didn't think that Song Zian would be such a loser. As a Level 7 Martial Disciple, he took advantage of the time when others were fully focused on breaking through and secretly attacked. Even then, he didn't succeed in defeating Yang Fan. Instead, he almost lost his life. He's even more useless than a loser! "
Xia Zixuan clenched her teeth. "A loser like him wants to pursue me? He's dreaming!"
"You can't blame Song Zian for being careless." Hua Yue softly put in a good word for Song Zian. She said calmly, "No one would have thought that Yang Fan, that loser, would actually cultivate the Bull Fist to the level of perfection. Not to mention Song Zian, even I would probably fail miserably at such an easy task. "
Xia Zixuan shook her head gently and said in disbelief, "Hua Yue, you really like to joke. You're now at the peak of Level 9 Martial Disciple. No matter how powerful that loser Yang Fan's martial skills are, can he do anything to you? You think too highly of that loser! "
As she said that, Xia Zixuan could not help but angrily glare at Huang Zhong who was still talking. She said hatefully, "It's all that idiot Huang Zhong's fault. It's like he took the wrong medicine today. He's so biased towards Yang Fan. Otherwise, Yang Fan would definitely be kicked out of Class 29 this time!"
"Teacher Huang is indeed a little abnormal today." Hua Yue could not help but glance at Huang Zhong and said calmly, "However, he can protect Yang Fan for now, but can he protect Yang Fan for the rest of his life? As long as Song Zian doesn't give up and causes a ruckus in school with his injuries, Huang Zhong might not be able to cover it up. "
Xia Zixuan's eyes brightened. This idea seemed pretty good. It was worth a try.
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