What to do if the talent is too high

Chapter 13 Class Competition?
"Zhao Yunlan, your talent is really good, but after a few days of hard work, you have already achieved [-]% to [-]% understanding of Tiger Roar Fist. I really admire, admire!"

Li Mingyang admired him sincerely.

But in Zhao Yunlan's ears, these words sounded a bit deliberately provocative.

What's the matter?Is my comprehension of [-] to [-]% in the past few days too slow?Why don't you look down on someone who can comprehend Consummation within ten minutes?

But at this time, he had something to ask for, and he didn't dare to refute, not to mention his aloof temper, if he wanted him to complain, it would be better to hope that Li Mingyang would not be mean.

"However, you are cultivating the Fengshen finger passed down in your family, right? And you have already cultivated to the realm of Dacheng? By the way, you have also raised your realm to the late stage of bone refining, and you are not too far from the peak, right?"

You also know that...

Zhao Yunlan was dumbfounded, if he hadn't been aloof for more than ten years, he would have said shit.

Fortunately, his self-cultivation is profound, so he only nodded slightly.

Li Mingyang also nodded: "Well, that's right. Your family's Fengshen Finger is elegant and agile, while the Tiger Roaring Fist is powerful and domineering. The two are incompatible. You are used to practicing the family's kung fu. It is definitely not so easy to complete the practice of Tiger Roaring Fist..."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he pointed out all the difficult and miscellaneous diseases in Zhao Yunlan's practice, and also put forward a lot of suggestions.

Needless to say, all of this information is of course viewed by the system.

But Li Mingyang's level of instructional teaching has really been improving.

"What about me?"

Seeing that he was only giving pointers to Zhao Yunlan, Zhang Tao also became anxious.

"The Giant Wave Palm you practiced is similar to the Tiger Roaring Fist. It's both tough and fierce. It's just that you haven't reached the level of bone refining. The fist is similar in shape but not in spirit. There are more than a dozen areas that need to be improved..."

Zhang Tao nodded repeatedly.

Li Mingyang touched his non-existent beard, and said inscrutablely: "You are also at the peak of muscle training, as long as you correct all these defects, stepping into the bone refining realm is not a dream!"

"Yes! Master!"

"Master?"

Li Mingyang heard that this was a blessing...

What is top talent!
There is nothing that I, Li Mingyang, cannot learn!
Time flies.

As the saying goes, manpower is short, Li Mingyang these days, apart from studying in get out of class, practicing after class, and instructing "disciples" after school, he is really busy.

On weekends, he went to Haihai Martial Art Museum to work as a human sandbag, and was beaten by dozens of strong men. The scene was simply too beautiful...

However, Li Mingyang's harvest is not small.

The realm is not improved.

The wallet was bulging anyway.

Haihai Martial Arts directly raised his salary to [-]...

With the addition of the extracurricular cram school and the extra money from the Qinglong study group, Li Mingyang felt rich and rich for the first time.

I have to say that Zhao Yunlan's influence in the class is really huge. Since he asked Li Mingyang to guide him, many classmates may have joined in one by one because they were curious or really wanted to improve themselves.

The size of the Qinglong study group has also grown from three people at the beginning to more than a dozen people.

Li Mingyang smiled smugly in his heart...

The teaching talent has also reached 83, which can be called a generation of famous teachers!
On this day, Li Mingyang was counting the money meticulously, when he bumped into a figure all of a sudden...

Well, this touch is inexplicably familiar...

"Lin... Teacher Lin Ying?"

Li Mingyang yelled quickly, but he was not willing to let go of the arm he had just grabbed.

"Ok?"

Lin Ying smiled slightly, and twisted her arm lightly. Li Mingyang suddenly felt as if his hand had been scalded by a red-hot soldering iron, and hurriedly let go of it with a cry.

"Li Mingyang, I've been very busy recently. I haven't seen you come to meditate, and I don't have time to go to my Lin's house to play... Speaking of which, Second Uncle often talks about you!"

Lin Ying remained calm, looking at Li Mingyang rubbing his hands in a funny way.

Li Mingyang hissed inhaling while shaking his hands, but he smiled: "Blame me, blame me! I practice too hard, and my classmates trust me to help guide me. You know me, just one word... Kind!"

"Bah! Don't be so talkative, that's right...I'm afraid you won't have time to play in the next few days. When this matter is over, don't forget, Second Uncle is still waiting for you to decide the outcome!"

Lin Ying waved her hands and walked away quietly, leaving behind a sultry back.

"Well, what do you mean, what's going on in the next few days?"

"What's the matter? I think you are stupid because of looking at beautiful women!"

"oops!"

Li Mingyang was in a daze, when he felt a pain in the back of his head, and he didn't know who was sneak attacking him, so he punched him out with a backhand.

Snapped!
The other party received the palm lightly, then grasped it whole, with a slight force...

"It hurts!"

"It's really unlucky for me today, I ran into two big nails in succession!"

Li Mingyang turned his head and saw Lao Zhou's familiar big face again.

Zhou Xiangnan let go of his fist and snorted: "I was looking for you, what's the matter, I don't see anyone every day?"

"looking for me?"

"As for what Teacher Lin Ying said, it will be here soon, don't you know?"

"Don't be a fool, just say it!"

Zhou Xiangnan sighed.

"Class competition!"

"Oh...huh? Oh."

Memories flooded Li Mingyang's mind in waves.

Dragon Tiger Academy Tradition.

When I first entered school, I was randomly divided into four classes, each named after Tiandi Xuanhuang.

And once a year, there will be a class competition, the purpose is to stimulate the teachers and students of each class to practice hard, study hard, and generate pressure and motivation in the confrontation.

Every confrontation match has attracted the attention of all the teachers and students in the school.

Because the four characters "Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang" represent a kind of class.

Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow.

The sky is the most, and the yellow is the last.

Most importantly, these four words are not static.

As long as you beat the opponent in the class competition, you can snatch the opponent's title.

As for Li Mingyang's class, he was randomly assigned to the yellow class when he entered school. After a competition in the freshman year of high school... lived up to expectations, he was still in the yellow class.

So in this grade, Lao Zhou was always a little bit embarrassed.

That's why when he discovered Li Mingyang's talent, he was so excited, and it may not be that he didn't have some timing and the idea of ​​raising his eyebrows.

"Why are you in a daze for me? You don't want me to continue to wear the hat of the yellow class, do you?"

Li Mingyang curled his lips: "What's wrong with the yellow character? I just like yellow! Besides, a yellow hat is better than a green hat..."

"Fuck off!"

Zhou Xiangnan slapped him on the back of the head again.

"Don't talk nonsense, are you going to participate?"

Li Mingyang touched his chin.

"Old Zhou, is the class competition important to you? Do you value the outcome so much?"

Zhou Xiangnan was taken aback for a moment, then fell silent for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

"good."

"why?"

Zhou Xiangnan sighed, shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

His expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

"It's about..."

"what?"

"My bonus."

"..."

"I agree! Old Zhou, I thought I was thick-skinned, but I never thought that a mountain is as high as a mountain. Admiration, admiration!"

Zhou Xiangnan's expression remained the same: "Hmph, I have one thing to say and another to say two things. Why are you being so hypocritical? In a word, are you going to participate or not!"

"All right, all right, I'm afraid of you, let's take part!"

"It's almost..."

Zhou Xiangnan nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at Li Mingyang, and sighed softly: "You don't have to worry, with your talent, even if you suppress 90.00%, the rest is enough to save me face."

"You're flattering me, I won't be fooled."

After Li Mingyang finished speaking, he waved to Lao Zhou and walked back to the classroom.

"Stinky boy."

Before returning to the classroom, I hadn't settled down yet, when suddenly there was a commotion in front of the classroom door.

"Yes, sorry!"

It was Fei's voice.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Li Mingyang squinted his eyes and took a look, and saw that several classmates from the next class had already surrounded Fei in the middle, all of them were vicious, with two words clearly written on their faces... to provoke trouble!

"Your name is Fei, what's the matter, you stepped on the new shoes I just bought, what do you mean, are you looking for fault?"

"Hey, hey...Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, but I ran a little too fast just now, and you stretched your feet so suddenly, I confiscated it..."

"Yo, what do you mean, or did I take the initiative to pass my foot under your shoe?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that, I, I was..."

"What do you mean!"

Suddenly that person yelled loudly, startling all the students in the yellow character class, and everyone's attention was immediately focused on the conflict in front of the door.

Obviously, he did it on purpose.

"I, I, I, I don't mean anything..."

"Okay, if you stepped on my shoes, I won't let you pay for them. You can't afford to pay for them like this. How about it, just wipe them clean for me."

"Wipe, wipe clean?" Fei Fei blushed.

"Still squatting down!"

"Yes Yes……"

Fei's face was flushed, but he squatted down helplessly, and was about to wipe it off with his sleeves...

"Hands!"

"This……"

Fei was stunned for a moment, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, his face flushed so red that he was about to bleed.

He clenched his teeth, ruthlessly, and stretched out his hand...

Snapped!
Suddenly, a person grabbed his arm suddenly, with a slight force, Fei immediately stood up involuntarily, and then a force pulled him, and his body fell behind the visitor.

"Huh? Who is meddling?"

"it's me!"

Huang Tiancheng protected Sun Fei and looked at the group of people angrily.

"Oh? So it's Squad Leader Huang. I've heard that Fei is your dog's leg. What's the matter, you, the master, are here to protect your shortcomings?"

"You want to bully people at the gate of our class? You have to ask me, Huang Tiancheng, if I agree!"

"Is it?"

Suddenly, a person came out from behind the group of students in the Xuanzi class. When this person appeared, not only Huang Tiancheng and Sun Fei, but even the students in the Xuanzi class all backed away, as if seeing a plague god.

"Luo Meng!"

"Huang Tiancheng, what kind of person do you really think that relying on your family's money to become a squad leader?"

Luo Meng, the number one master of the Xuanzi class, walked over step by step, and the cold oppressive feeling made everyone shudder.

Huang Tiancheng couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"Let me tell you, I'm not targeting you either. Except for Zhao Yunlan, every member of your yellow character class counts as one...all rubbish!"

Hearing this, everyone in the yellow character class couldn't sit still, they all slapped the table and jumped up, cursing and swearing.

The yellow character class is not as strong as the mysterious character class, but being pointed at the nose and talking rubbish is personally unbearable.

Looking at the people in the Huangzi class who had gathered around, Luo Meng was not afraid at all, and said with a sneer: "Why, do you want to bully the few with the more, I, Luo Meng, will not be afraid of you, let's go together!"

Huang Tiancheng was furious: "Luo Meng, you said I could do it, but your words insulted everyone in our class. As the class monitor, I, Huang Tiancheng, will never spare you!"

"Forgive me? It's a pity that even in the class competition, you are not qualified to face me."

"In the entire class with yellow characters, only Zhao Yunlan can make me look high, you? Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm not worthy!"

"you!"

"Brother Meng is right. You, Huang Tiancheng, let alone Brother Meng, were not defeated by me last year!"

"Yan Feng!"

"Why, you are not convinced? Then let's not wait for the class confrontation, let's have a try now, come on!"

That Yan Feng rushed forward suddenly, hitting Huang Tiancheng with a head hammer!
This person fights like a gangster on the street, and he doesn't follow the routine at all!

Huang Tiancheng was about to deal with it, when suddenly his body lightened, and his whole body was pulled away, just like Sun Fei was pulled away just now, he was pulled behind others in an instant.

Li Mingyang pulled Huang Tiancheng away, saw that Yan Feng rushed in towards the classroom face first, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and slammed the classroom door violently... Bang!

Nosebleeds sprayed out, and a bright flower of blood splashed on the door and window...

"Fuck, my nose... who the hell is so wicked?!"

Li Mingyang exerted a little force and stepped on the corner of the door of the house with his foot, even though three or five big men from outside slammed into the door, he still remained motionless.

He faced Luo Meng through the bright blood on the glass, Yan Feng and the other students in the Xuanzi class smiled slightly, waved their hands and said, "See you again!"

(End of this chapter)