Chapter 906: If You Are Not Jealous, You Are Mediocre (Part 2)

boom! boom! boom!

Three muffled sounds rang out before and after.

The first sound came from the fists of the burly freshman hitting Wang Chen, but they 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 was going leg to leg, tit for tat!

"ah!"

The screams started ringing out!

The burly freshman was the strongest, but at this moment, he felt as if a pair of fists were almost as strong 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 Barbarian Bear Kung Fu 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 kilograms, capable of crushing dry matter.

The burly freshman at the peak of the second-level realm once competed with a senior third-level martial artist and fought hundreds of moves before losing.

He thought he could beat Wang Chen, a pretty boy, 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 last 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 had time to 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 as if his intestines had been broken by Wang Chen's kick. The severe pain and fear made him almost lose control on the spot.

Such a big movement inevitably attracted the attention of other freshmen.

Many guards in blood-clad clothes came out of the room one after another and looked at the three people lying on the ground wailing in surprise.

The conditions in Iron Furnace Camp are good, and each new student has his or her own separate accommodation room.

Soon, Coach Wang hurried over with several martial arts masters.

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 he immediately locked onto Wang Chen.

Wang Chen calmly replied: "The three of them caused 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 are rules in the Iron Furnace Camp that private fights between freshmen are strictly prohibited, otherwise they will be punished.

But rules are rules. In fact, if anyone suffers a loss because he can't fight others, he will be despised and ostracized by everyone, and his reputation will be ruined. If he speaks out, he will bring shame to the family!

The coaches turned a blind eye to the infighting among the freshmen, as long as it was not too outrageous.

The three burly freshmen took this into consideration and came to trouble Wang Chen.

It's just that this person wanted to pour dirty water on Wang Chen, which resulted in laughter from others.

The reason is very simple. Wang Chen was at the door of his dormitory, and these three people fell in front of his door. Is there any need to say who is right and which is 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."

Coach Wang waved his hand and said: "Carry them down and treat them first, and 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 the Iron Furnace Camp. It is a prison specially used to detain criminals. The space inside is small, and you can't see your fingers. If you stay there for a long time, you will easily suffer from mental breakdown.

More torture than torture!

Some of the trainee blood-clad guards have already tasted the smell of solitary confinement, and now they are frightened just thinking about it!

When the three freshmen were dragged away by the coaches, more and more people came to watch the excitement.

They are not all trainee blood-clothed guards, but there are also more newcomers from patrol yamen, city guards, etc.

Although they all work for Daliang, the discord between different power departments has never disappeared for hundreds of years, and some have even become enemies.

There are not many people who are unhappy with Xue Yiwei!

When these trainee patrol officers and trainee sergeants saw the unlucky trainee blood-clothed guard, they all took pleasure in his misfortune, and even pointed and laughed in a bad way.

In fact, it is a new life. When everyone becomes an official patrolman and sergeant, they will naturally realize the different class differences. By then, no one will dare to openly laugh at the blood-clad guards.

But now all the trainee blood-clothed guards felt that they had lost all face. Some of them even blamed Wang Chen and cast unkind looks 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 his head to glance at this person.

This trainee blood-clothed guard is none other than 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."

In the end, Coach Wang stopped Wang Chen and said, "I have something to tell you."

Under the strange gazes of everyone, Wang Chen followed Coach Wang to the teaching room.

The white-haired head coach asked Wang Chen to sit down first, and he circled around Wang Chen, and then said: "Everything as beautiful as the forest wind will destroy it. You have been in the limelight recently, which makes it difficult for me to handle." ah!"

Although it was in a complaining tone, Coach Wang's words were still full of appreciation and admiration.

In the decades since he has been the head coach, there has never been another trainee blood-clad guard as outstanding as Wang Chen!

Wang Chen spread his hands: "Then what do you think I should do?"

Coach 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, head coach, for your kindness!"

Coach Wang waved his hand: "This is the opportunity you deserve. It's time for our blood-clothed guards to produce a real talent."

"I just hope that I will never regret today's decision!"

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