C7

"Yesterday, I taught you basic knowledge. Today, you should train your tibia. "So, run first today. If I don't tell you to stop, then keep running. No one is allowed to stop." Yang Qing thought of Yi Ai teasing her and began her revenge plan the next day.

Yi Ai and the rest of the class ran for an hour. Yang Qing had no intention of stopping them. At this time, it was time for class to rest as everyone looked towards the field.

"This is the double difference class ten. I heard that this year's class is Deacon Yang who acts as their teacher." Looks like Deacon Yang must be quite angered, to be able to do this to them the next day. " When the repeaters saw the people running about on the field, they started laughing loudly.

"They're just a bunch of poor bastards with no money or power anyway, who would dare to resist against them?" The freshmen also saw Class 10 running in the field, and their hearts were filled with disdain.

The students of Class 10, under the mockery and mockery of others, all stopped in their tracks, unwilling to continue running. Yi Ai walked to the front of the line and said loudly, "Brothers, do you know why the instructor is treating us like this? I tell you, it is because we are poor, because we were born lowly. "

"Haha, paupers, get out of Maowu Sect as soon as possible. If we were to learn martial arts together with you, we would be ashamed. "

"Yeah, get lost."

Everyone who was watching could hear Yi Ai's voice and they all mocked him. The people from Class 10, upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, all lowered their heads, resentment rising in their hearts.

"It is because we are poor that the instructor began his devilish training the next day. Only by doing this can we have a greater chance of breaking through to the Martial Disciple realm. We are poor, but can we be poor for a time? Can we be poor for a lifetime? As long as we are willing to work hard and struggle hard, sooner or later, we will be able to trample all those who look down on us under our feet. " Yi Ai was full of passion and excitement. People from Class 10 were all shocked.

"The pair of them want to trample all of us beneath their feet. It seems like they need to properly teach us a lesson if they have the chance."

"Too arrogant, too arrogant." Too arrogant, too arrogant.

"Don't let us find a chance, otherwise I'll beat you two to ten."

Yi Ai's words, although motivating, had offended all the students. Whether it was the student's grade or the freshman's grade, everyone hated Class 10.

"Do you know why others are looking at us? That's because we have the most beautiful teacher in the Maowu Sect. Brothers and sisters, don't stop. With a smile on his face, Chen Xuan started to lead the way.

"Yi Ai is right, let's keep running. It doesn't matter what other people think, as long as we work hard enough, we will step on them all sooner or later. " Zhou Dewu was also inspired, the two classes were on fire.

"Work hard, work hard, and trample on those who look down on us." The furious roar of Class 10 shook the entire school grounds.

"Bastard."

"Damn."

"I must find a chance to beat this brat up."

The crowd was so angry that they stomped their feet. All of their gazes were filled with hatred as they stared at Yi Ai.

"This kid seems to be in high spirits." However, I think I feel that there's a difference of 10 classes between each other this year! " Yang Qing looked at the students of Class 10 and had a peculiar feeling in her heart.

"I can't run anymore. Don't worry about me, just run away." A swarthy girl with a thin face stopped because of a lack of physical strength.

"We are in the same class, we are one and the same. We cannot leave one person behind. "Come, let's carry you. We will continue to run." Yi Ai ran over and carried her on his back, regardless of whether the girl agreed or not.

"Haha, brothers and sisters, are you tired?" Zhou Dewu was extremely excited, and he even laughed.

"We are not tired, our Class 10 is the strongest." One by one, they burst into laughter. At this moment, Yang Qing found it unbelievable.

At the end of the run, there were already many people who could not run. Everyone supported each other as they slowly walked on the field. However, no one stopped.

"I see that you have reached your limit. You can rest now." When Yang Qing saw that they could last for more than three hours, she was already shocked in her heart.

The students of Class 10 sat on the ground and began to rest. There was only one exception, and that was Yi Ai. Yi Ai was running between every student and asking if there was anything wrong with his body.

Yang Qing saw that Yi Ai was still taking care of her classmates and felt a sharp pain in her heart. With a serious expression, he shouted with slight anger: "Yi Ai, behave for me, I told you to rest, didn't you hear?"

"Instructor, my classmates need some rehydration. Some of them are dehydrated." Chen Xuan looked at Yang Qing, anger written all over his face.

"I've already sent someone to get some water. I'm here to tell you to hurry up and rest." Yang Qing had already called for two Martial Disciples to help them get a few buckets of water. Looking at Yi Ai's actions, she felt a little heartache.

"I'm not tired. Remember to put some salt in the water." Yi Ai smiled awkwardly. The exhausted students also let out a smile.

"Since you're not tired, then run ten laps for me. If you can't finish running, don't even think about resting." Yang Qing was furious at Yi Ai's insolence.

"You guys take your time to rest. It's only ten laps, it's nothing to me." When Yi Ai saw the two Martial Apostles carrying water over, he started running across the field with a smile.

"So it turns out that after becoming a zombie, I'm not afraid of being tired at all. I thought that my advantage was just my speed. " Only then did Yi Ai realize that no matter how hard he ran, he wouldn't be tired at all.

"Reporting to instructor, the ten laps are done." After Yi Ai finished running, he went to Yang Qing's side.

Yang Qingben was taking care of her classmates to see if they were alright. Hearing Yi Ai's voice, he turned around and grudgingly asked: "Are you tired now?"

"I'm not tired!" Yi Ai was expressionless and full of energy.

"If you're not tired, just keep running. Run thirty laps for me." When Yang Qing heard Yi Ai's reply, her originally pained heart turned into anger.

"Teacher, I have recovered my strength. We are willing to follow Yi Ai and run together, training together." Zhou Dewu stood up, wanting to continue training.

"Instructor, we can still run. Let's train together." All the students stood up. Once their state of exhaustion was changed, they seemed to be in high spirits.

"You guys can't do it, your bodies have reached the limit. If it wasn't for Yi Ai, you wouldn't have been able to last that long." Yang Qing looked at this group of young men and women and felt a pampering in her heart.

"But Yi Ai said, we are one group, we can't let him run away alone." The girl that was being carried by Yi Ai said weakly.

"Then forget it, there's no need for Yi Ai to run. Have a good rest, take theory lessons in the afternoon, and exercise tomorrow. " Yang Qing looked at Yi Ai, but did not make things difficult for him.

Everyone rested for an hour. When Yang Qing saw that it was already time for lunch, she said, "Let's all go to the cafeteria to eat. After dinner, we'll have a good rest."

"Long live instructor, time to eat." When they heard that it was time to eat, everyone felt as though they were being released.

"Hey, it's fine if you're targeting me, but why do I feel like you care about me a little?" Yi Ai had a naughty smile on his face as he walked to Yang Qing's side.

"I see that you're a good seedling. I'm afraid that you'll tire your body out and destroy your foundation. "In the future, listen to my words and I will wholeheartedly teach you." Yang Qing smiled amiably.

"Tsk, I thought you really liked me. "Remember, don't be infatuated with this brother. This brother is only a legend." Yi Ai had an arrogant look on his face as he turned around and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Yi Ai, just you wait, I'll kill you sooner or later!" Yang Qing was so angry that her lips started to twitch as she resisted the urge to beat Yi Ai up.

Yi Ai pretended not to hear Yang Qing's roar. With a face full of smiles, he thought in his heart, "I've been a person for two lifetimes. Altogether, I'm already over 40 years old. You still dare to fight with me."