The strongest healer

Chapter 15 One to four
It was a boy who was much burlier than Jin Xianhui. His muscles swelled and bulged out of his thin school uniform. He had blond hair and rushed towards him from behind the door with his fists waving.

He originally wanted to greet Song Shi with fists and make her look embarrassed in front of so many people in the class.

But he didn't expect that Song Shi didn't even enter the door. His punch came too early and hit the air.

On the other hand, Song Shi stood a step behind the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

Surprise flashed across his face, and then anger rose at being teased.

With a bulge in his cheek, he grabbed the door handle and slammed the obstructing door back against the wall, venting his anger and making some noise to bluff.

The metal door handle collided with the wall and made a loud "clang" sound. The decibel was far higher than the class bell. Those students from other classes who were about to be late for class and were running wildly in the corridor couldn't help but look back.

When they saw Song Shi standing at the door of the class, they withdrew their eyes and walked towards their class with a look of understanding.

The school bell has finished ringing.

The corridor returned to silence.

The blond man with short hair snorted coldly, stared at Song Shi and twisted his neck a few times, and the sound of "crackling" joints could be heard.

Song Shi had been watching his movements closely. The moment he punched, he simulated the trajectory of the fist in his mind. He took a step sideways and his fist brushed her neck.

The blond man with short hair had not retracted his left fist, but had already sent out his right fist. Song Shi leaned back to dodge again, barely able to dodge.

The short-haired man has obviously received professional training, and his movements are fast and accurate.

Song Shi mustered up his utmost vigor and dealt with it cautiously.

The short-haired man's two blows were dodged by Song Shi, and he raised his legs to sweep away.

The outline of muscles could be vaguely seen on the legs wearing school uniforms and trousers. They were swept over so fast that Song Shi couldn't dodge and bent his knees to catch them.

[Masochism value progress: +1%]

Song Shi was thrown directly against the door frame, and her back collided with the raised beam of the door frame. She heard a crisp sound from her spine.

My knees were so numb that I almost lost feeling.

The short-haired man was also affected by Song Shi's counterattack, and his hanging legs were shaking faintly.

But his muscles were not in vain. He immediately relaxed and raised his leg again to kick Song Shi in the waist.

Song Shi leaned against the door and stared at him without moving. The man with the blond hair thought that Song Shi had been frightened, and a touch of excitement appeared on his face. He immediately exerted more force on his legs, intending to knock Song Shi down with one strike. Down.

However, just when he was about to succeed, Song Shi disappeared from the door frame.

The short-haired man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his leg attack was too fierce, and it was too late to retract.

"Crack!"

Even Song Shi, who had already hid in the classroom, couldn't help but frown when he heard the crisp sound.

"Ahhhh!" A pig-like cry came from behind. The short-haired man hugged his leg and was sweating profusely in pain.

[Anti-abuse value progress: +2%]

Song Shi didn't look at him and glanced at the back of the classroom.

Jin Xianhui stood in the second to last row, with a low eyebrow and a respectful look, while a boy sat on the chair next to him, leaning on the back of the chair with his hands folded, looking at her.

When their eyes met, the boy raised his right hand with the optical brain on it and pointed at her with his slender fingers. Then, five people stood up in the back row of the class, three men and two women.

Song Shi took a step back with his right foot and rested it on the steps of the podium.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the empty podium. Class was already in session, but the teacher did not appear.

Is it an accident? Or is it that the other party can already influence the teacher not to come to class?

The five people walked out of their seats and gradually surrounded the podium. Some moved their wrists, while others took a book from the table of the students in the front row and rolled it into a stick.

The students whose books were taken away were like puppets and did not dare to say a word.

It can even be said that the students in the entire classroom are like puppets, indifferent to everything that is about to happen. They are as calm as if they are about to watch a movie they have seen countless times.

The most excited one was undoubtedly Jin Xianhui. He was still stroking his neck with his palms and watching Song Shi being surrounded, the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed.

Song Shi took another step back and stood on the podium with a wide view. She noticed a human head on the glass window on the side of the classroom near the corridor. It was a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair and wearing black-rimmed glasses. He looked over when he saw her. , and disappear.

Based on the height of the glass window, Song Shi estimated that the other party must be in a semi-crouching position in embarrassment.

At this point, the middle-aged man appeared outside the classroom. Apart from the teacher, Song Shi could not think of anyone else.

She narrowed her eyes and completely gave up the idea of ​​asking for help from the teacher.

With no way out, Song Shi looked directly at the people who had gathered around him.

The first one to strike was the girl holding a rolled-up book as a weapon. The book, which was as strong as a stick, hit Song Shi's head head on.

Song Shi subconsciously turned sideways to hide and reached out to grab the book in her hand.

As soon as he held her wrist, he heard the sound of wind in his ears. The closed classrooms and corridors were closed for no reason. Where did the wind come from?
She immediately turned her head to hide to the right, and a fist with a sharp wind sound was pressed against her ear, and a dull pain in the outer auricle was transmitted to her brain.

Before Song Shi had time to wipe his own sweat, there was a "bang" and he received a solid punch on his shoulder and back. Song Shi staggered forward and the person on the left came with another fist.

Song Shi gritted his teeth to hold back the pain in his back, ignored the incoming fist, and focused on grabbing the weapon. He crossed his hands and exerted force at the same time, twisting the girl's wrist he was holding before like a twist. There was a crisp "click" sound on the girl's face. There was a look of pain on his face, and the book in his hand fell.

Song Shi bent down and quickly took it, wasting no time, and blocked it to the left. The violent punch hit the book hard, and the cover of the book tore open.

Song Shi didn't care about the situation of the book, he used it as a weapon and threw it backward.

The person behind the surprise attack was caught off guard and was slapped in the face by the book. Song Shi used such force that his upper body tilted and hit the head of his companion next to him.

Song Shi immediately recharged his strength, held the end of the book with both hands, and hit their heads again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst the continuous sounds, Song Shi, with the mentality of hurting the enemy eight hundred and losing a thousand to himself, waved his only weapon like a madman, hitting whoever he encountered.

The volume that originally only had its cover torn was gradually torn apart at a faster pace, and the white paper flew all over the sky with the impact again and again, covering the podium.

Even so, she couldn't stop the fist that came in from the gap.

Her back was the hardest hit area, and no matter how fast she reacted, she couldn't guarantee that she could block every punch.

Punch after punch, hitting the flesh, Song Shi felt like his bones were falling apart, and the smell of blood in his throat worsened.

She swallowed to suppress the unpleasant smell.

(End of this chapter)