Shen Bai stood up and looked at Wu Fei who fell to the ground indifferently.

The sound of students gasping could be heard all around.

High school students have very heavy martial arts lessons, and there are many martial arts competitions in this era, so everyone has some knowledge.

Wu Fei's "Stone Bull Horns" move just now came from the Rock's Seventy-Two Styles. When he stepped on the ground, his muscles swelled like a crazy bull. Looking at the smoke and dust on the ground, his vitality index was definitely more than 4.62.

However, Shen Bai just stretched out his left hand and dispersed Wu Fei's strength. Catching a 75-kilogram man was like grabbing a chicken. It was so easy.

His wrist and grip strength, his judgment of timing and decisiveness of his attack far surpassed Wu Fei's.

Wu Fei on the stage was languid and could not get up. Shen Bai stood quietly with a glove on his left hand and dark circles under his eyes.

At this moment, Ma Minglie jumped out, grabbed Shen Bai's hand, and shouted:

"Winner, Shen Bai! Classmates, this is high school! Isn't it, hot! Blood! Boiling! Boiling!? Follow me and shout: Xiao——Bai——Ouch——"

The winner, Xiaobai, lowered his head proudly.

——Teacher Ma, can we stop being awkward?

After Shen Bai came down, Wu Fei was carried to the infirmary to treat his wounds.

Gu Yumang asked quietly:

"Xiaobai, your vitality index has exceeded 5?"

"Absolutely...I've made rapid progress recently, but I haven't measured it specifically."

"Go to the gym to take a test tonight?"

"No, let's talk about it later." Shen Bai refused. He didn't know when the Spider Party would attack him. It was safer to go alone after school.

Then Shen Bai stood on the side of his class, watching the competition carefully, and unknowingly got involved in it, simulating how he would respond if he joined the battle, or if he was one against two.

After an hour, the competition ended.

Class Three has two more people than Class Seventeen, so except for two people who have byes, there are a total of sixty-five duels.

Class three wins thirty-five, and class seventeen wins thirty.

——Teacher Ma Zonglie lost so much face that his shout of "blood boiling" at the end of class was lowered by several decibels.

A few students made a secret wink:

"To prevent Teacher Ma from being embarrassed, it seems like a good choice to go out of your way to lose the competition..."

After the martial arts class in the morning, Shen Bai and the others returned to the classroom and continued their study life for another day.

However, when the class teacher's "Pedagogy and Illustrated Manual of Mutated Beasts" lesson came out during the first class in the afternoon, all the students saw a flash of red.

Behind the class teacher was a beautiful female student with red hair.

She is tall, about 1.73 meters tall, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt. Although she is dressed casually, her appearance is so outstanding that all the students in Class 17 have the concept of "the clothes are really good".

Shen Bai just glanced at it and turned his attention to the book again.

"Worse than Sister Mao'er."

As he thought, he moved his left hand slightly, subconsciously wanting to stroke the cat's head again.

"Ahem, classmates." The class teacher of Class 17 is a middle-aged Mediterranean man. Although he looks a bit wretched, he is generous in his behavior and is well loved by the students:

"We have a new classmate in our class...Student Feng, please introduce yourself."

The red-haired transfer student walked up to the podium, picked up the chalk, scrawled a few words on the podium, then threw it away, turned around and said softly:

"Fenghua Lian, seventeen years old."

Then he stood motionless, like a log.

The students in Class 17 stared at each other. The classroom was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

The class teacher was a little embarrassed and showed her big belly to liven up the atmosphere.:

"Classmate Feng, you can introduce some hobbies."

Fenghua Lian: "..."

"Ahem, classmate Feng, if you don't have any hobbies, can you tell me where your hometown is?"

Fenghua Lian: "..."

"Ahem, classmate Feng, if you really don't want to say it, can you say your name louder? Let everyone know you."

Fenghua Lian: "..."

The class teacher touched his belly awkwardly: "...Haha, it seems that Mr. Feng is a bit shy. I hope you feel as warm as home in our big group of Class 17. Okay, your seat is..."

However, at this moment, the red-haired transfer student's voice suddenly sounded:

"My hobbies are swimming and reading, or eating cold dishes made from mutant beast eggs."

The head teacher was stunned. Did he just react? Looking at the pretty girl, she didn't look stupid.

He turned his head and was about to say something when he heard Fenghua Lian continue:

"Because of my family, I have been transferred to different schools since I was a child. I have no idea about the word [hometown], but if we just talk about my birthplace, I was born in Beifeng City, which is a small city close to the border. It is very beautiful when it snows.

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After introducing her hometown, she shut her mouth again.

The head teacher wiped away the cold sweat and took the lead in applauding:

"Okay, Mr. Feng, your seat is in the fourth row..."

Before he finished speaking, the whole class saw Fenghua Rei take a deep breath, puff out his cheeks like a squirrel, and put his palms on his mouth to make a trumpet shape:

"Big! Home! Good! I! Call! Wind! Flower! Pity!"

The sound was so loud that it shook the fish tank in the classroom.

As a result, the students in Class 37 and the class teacher quickly reached a consensus:

This girl named Fenghua Rei definitely has a serious illness...

The head teacher rubbed his ears, looked at the foreign class students who were leaning over to poke their heads in because of the little girl's wailing voice, and simply asked a girl to lead Fenghua Rei to her seat.

"Oh, I don't know which leader's relative's child is there, but Lao Yu forced it on me. Isn't this nonsense?"

The head teacher complained a few words in his mind, and after settling down Feng Hua Lian, he started teaching.

In this class, most of the boys' eyes turned to Fenghua Rei involuntarily.

There's nothing I can do about it, that red-haired face is so dazzling that adolescent boys can't help but look at it more.

And most importantly, she doesn't seem to be very bright!

——Who doesn’t like this?

Shen Bai also took a few glances. He found that although the transfer student named Feng Hua Lian was a bit dull, he listened and read very carefully. When the teacher was teaching, Feng Hua Lian would straighten his back and fold his hands in a regular manner.

Put it on the table, like a kindergarten kid.

"You are so good, why do you have to dye your hair... What a weird guy." Shen Bai shook his head secretly, stopped paying attention to her, and turned to study.

The school bell rang again. Shen Bai packed up his desk and walked out of school without a backpack.

Since he still had a lot of martial arts practice in the evening, his speed was not slow and he jogged all the way back home.

Miss Black Cat didn't wait for him as usual, but Shen Bai didn't care. The indescribable existence didn't pose any danger.

He put weights on his body and started to stand in the living room.

[Millennium Bite] The stance method of this combat skill is very strange. It requires all four limbs to touch the ground at the same time, move slowly like a snake or an insect, and concentrate the rolling power on the fingers.

In a person's living room, Shen Bai exercised silently.

After completing a complete set of exercises, he exhaled and stood up. His eyes subconsciously glanced at the building opposite, and he was suddenly startled.
Chapter completed!