Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three muffled sounds rang out before and after.
The first sound came from the fists thrown by the burly freshman towards Wang Chen, but they just missed Wang Chen's head and face.
It was blocked by Wang Chen's raised right arm.
The second and third rings came from the flying kicks of the two people behind. Wang Chen used legs to legs, tit for tat!
"Ah!"
The screams started ringing out!
The burly freshman was the strongest, but at this moment, he felt that a pair of fists was almost as good as his own, as if they were hit by steel arms, and the force of the shock penetrated the tough calluses and penetrated into the flesh and bones.
He even heard the sound of bones cracking.
The shock in the heart of the burly freshman cannot be described in words.
He has been practicing the Brute Bear Skill passed down from his family since he was a child. After years of hard work, his pair of iron palms are as strong as a thousand pounds and can destroy everything.
The burly freshman who was at the peak of the second level once competed with a senior Third Tier Martial Master, and it took him hundreds of moves before he was defeated.
He thought he could beat Wang Chen's Xiao Bai face into a pig's head with one move.
As a result, the brute strength he was so proud of actually lost to Wang Chen!
The burly freshman's condition was relatively good, but the latter two were unlucky. They flew out together, and one's left foot and the other's right foot were bent at completely abnormal angles.
The screams were also made by two people!
As the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the three freshmen who came to stir up trouble were defeated.
Before the burly freshman could react, a huge force suddenly came from his abdomen, and the strong bear-like body followed in the footsteps of his companions and flew out of the door.
He fell heavily to the hard stone ground outside.
"Ah!"
He rolled several times towards the burly freshman who claimed to be a tough guy, holding his stomach and howling loudly, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
He felt like his intestines had been kicked out by Wang Chen. The pain was so severe and he was so frightened that he almost lost control on the spot.
Such a big movement inevitably attracted the attention of other freshmen.
Many probationary Blood-Clad Guards came out of the room one after another and looked at the three people lying on the ground wailing in surprise.
The conditions at Iron Furnace Camp are good. Each new student has his own independent accommodation room.
Soon, Head Instructor Wang hurried over with several martial artists.
Seeing this scene, the head coach, who was secretly called "King of Hell" by the freshmen, frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Although he didn't witness the whole thing, who was he? How could he not be aware of the intrigue between the freshmen?
So I locked on Wang Chen at a glance.
Wang Chen replied calmly, "The three of them made trouble for me, but I beat them out."
"No, that's not the case."
A freshman who injured his foot quickly shouted, "It's Ling Zhiyuan, he hit us first!"
There is a rule in Iron Furnace Camp that private fights between freshmen are strictly prohibited, otherwise they will be punished.
But rules are rules. In fact, if anyone complains to the instructor because he can't compete with others and suffers a loss, he will be despised and rejected by everyone, and his reputation will be ruined. If he speaks out, Lineage will be embarrassed!
The coaches turned a blind eye to the infighting among the freshmen, as long as it was not too outrageous.
The three burly freshmen understood exactly this and came to trouble Wang Chen.
It's just that this person wanted to throw dirty water on Wang Chen, but it caused others to laugh.
The reason is very simple. Wang Chen was at the door of his dormitory, and these three people fell in front of his door. Do we need to say who is right and wrong?
If this person dares to act boldly, everyone will look down upon him.
Don't blame others for looking down upon you for being such a rogue!
Although the burly freshman in the lead was filled with hatred, he still endured the severe pain and gasped. "Report to the coach, it's me, I'm the one who caused this, and I'm willing to be punished!"
"Very good."
Head Instructor Wang waved his hand and said, "Carry them down and treat them first, then throw them into the solitary room for reflection."
The expressions of all the freshmen changed.
The solitary cell is undoubtedly the most terrifying existence in Iron Furnace Camp. It is a prison specially used to detain criminals. Not only is the space inside so small, but you can't even see your fingers. If you stay there for a long time, you will easily suffer from mental breakdown.
More torture than torture!
Probationary Blood-Clad Guards Some of us have already tasted the taste of solitary confinement, and even thinking about it now makes us tremble with fear!
When the three freshmen were dragged away by the coaches, more and more people came to watch the excitement.
They are not all probationary Blood-Clad Guards, there are more newcomers from Constable yamen, City Guard Army, etc.
Although they all work for Great Liang, the discord between different power departments has never disappeared for hundreds of years, and some have even become enemies.
I don't want too many people who are unhappy with Blood-Clad Guard!
When these trainee patrol officers and trainee sergeants saw the unlucky probationary Blood-Clad Guards, they all took schadenfreude and even pointed at him and laughed.
In fact, it is a new life. When everyone becomes an official patrolman and sergeant, they will naturally realize the different class gaps. By then, no one will dare to openly laugh at Blood-Clad Guard.
But now all the probationary Blood-Clad Guardss feel that they have lost all face. Some people even blamed Wang Chen and cast unkind glances at him.
One of them had a particularly vicious look in his eyes.
Wang Chen was keenly aware of the vicious resentment coming from the other party, and turned to glance at this person.
The name probationary Blood-Clad Guards is exactly Jin Yingjie.
The three people who had just been dragged away by the coaches were all his younger brothers. The freshmen all knew it, so they naturally felt that they had lost face.
If you don't blame Wang Chen, who else can you blame?
But Wang Chen didn't pay attention to such characters at all, and turned around to go back to the room to take a shower.
He is a mediocre person who is not envied by others, and such a look cannot hurt him in the slightest.
"Ling Zhiyuan, come with me."
As a result, Head Instructor Wang stopped Wang Chen: "I have something to tell you."
Under the strange gazes of everyone, Wang Chen followed Head Instructor Wang to the teaching room.
The gray-haired head coach asked Wang Chen to sit down first, and he circled around Wang Chen, and then said, "Every tree that is as beautiful as the forest wind will destroy it. You have been in the limelight recently, which makes it very difficult for me to handle!"
Although it was in a complaining tone, Head Instructor Wang's words were still full of appreciation and admiration.
He has been the head coach for decades, and there is no other probationary Blood-Clad Guards who is as outstanding as Wang Chen!
Wang Chen spread his hands. "Then what do you think I should do?"
Head Instructor Wang chuckled, "You should work harder and suppress everyone completely, leaving them speechless."
After a pause, he continued, "Starting from tomorrow, you can come to the teaching room in the evening and I will teach you alone."
This is a small stove!
Wang Chen quickly stood up and saluted. "Thank you very much, Chief Coach, for your kindness!"
Head Instructor Wang waved his hand. "This is the opportunity you deserve. It's time for us Blood-Clad Guard to produce a real talent."
"I just hope that I will never regret today's decision!"
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