The next day, the students completed their hundred-lap training under Gangzi's poisonous gas assault once again.
After finishing their laps, they watched Ning Rongrong continue charging around, their eyes full of sympathy.
"Why does Rongrong look at Grandmaster with such resentment?"
"Uh... it seems to go both ways. Grandmaster doesn't look too kindly at Rongrong either."
Every time Ning Rongrong reached the starting line and caught a whiff of that nauseating stench, she glared fiercely at Gangzi.
Her gaze was as if she wanted to tear him apart and swallow him whole.
Gangzi, meanwhile, didn't back down. He glared right back, his eyes full of disdain.
The other students had no idea what was going on, but Tang San knew it like the back of his hand.
He'd also asked his teacher what the test entailed. Originally, once all the students had completed their hundred laps, Gangzi could stop farting and go back to rest.
But Ning Rongrong seemed to have a screw loose. After finishing her hundred laps, she insisted on adding another six hundred.
That meant Gangzi had to stay behind and tutor Ning Rongrong to complete the test.
Tang San knew why his teacher was so furious, but he didn't know that Ning Rongrong resented Gangzi for the test too.
She was only supposed to complete the combined training mileage of all the students, but this incorrigible nuisance just stood there farting nonstop.
As long as she ran, Gangzi kept farting.
You really think this wasn't aimed at her?
Who'd believe that?
"I'll find a chance to kill him, damn it."
"At the very least, I'll confiscate his weapon. Let's see if he dares to torment me after that."
After resting for a while, Tang San stood, brushed the dust off his clothes, and continued toward the