That was right. When classes began on the second day, Wu Zhangkong had everyone gather on the field to prepare for a run. And all of this was more or less related to Xie Xie's bragging.
"Xie Xie, sometimes I really want to freeze that mouth of yours shut!" Wu Yang Jin said kindly.
"Wait, Big Brother, don't do anything! This was all an accident!" Xie Xie said in terror.
"Still, don't go around saying that no kind of training is a problem for you ever again," Wu Yang Jin said.
After that, everyone could only obey Wu Zhangkong's orders. Ninety-nine percent of the reason was probably because they were cowed by his imposing authority and icy aura, leaving them no way to resist. Still, many of them were filled with resentment.
"If anyone gets tired halfway through, we can help each other out," Tang Wu Lin said.
"Right, if we stick together, there won't be a problem," Hu Meier said.
"Sometimes, I feel like it's really great to have met you guys," Xie Xie suddenly sighed.
"Hey, don't say things like that and make it all so serious. We're brothers and friends. Relax!" Wu Yang Jin said.
However, while everyone was running, Wu Zhangkong suddenly called Wu Yang Jin and the others over. It was obvious that he was planning to give them some special treatment—special training.
"You all keep running! What I want to say is that in a month—I forget whether it was really a month—Eastsea Academy will be holding the Promotion Tournament. As for the participants, I've chosen Hu Meier, Xie Xie, Tang Wu Lin, and Wu Yang Jin! As the outstanding performers in yesterday's battle, you will represent our class! Does anyone have any objections?" Wu Zhangkong said.
"No, Teacher!"
"No objections!"
"Who could possibly