Chapter 21 Secret Method

It seems like I accidentally pointed out too many shortcomings.

The seniors expressed their opinions one after another.

"We have become familiar with Cheng Yiyi."

"Even we don't know you either."

"Cheng Yiyi is very good, I don't want to change."

Instructor Wan had a look on his face that said, "Look, that's what they want." He said earnestly: "Student Guo, are you willing to sacrifice your training time to be an assistant? You don't want to. It's better to go back and practice the basics, and wait until your strength can keep up with the third grade.

Classmate, the special training team welcomes you."

Knowing that Cheng Yiyi was not a member of the special training, Guo Mansheng felt relieved. In fact, she also noticed the resistance of others, but her slow thinking could not figure out why they were like this. She thought about it, and the instructor said

You're right, I became an assistant. I put the cart before the horse and said, "I understand. I will go back and work hard. I will definitely catch up with you."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait until Guo Mansheng leaves.

Instructor Wan Laohuai happily said to Cheng Yiyi: "Fortunately, you are smart, but it's not easy to get through with lying. I feel sorry for you and can work part-time as an assistant."

Cheng Yiyi: "..."

Shooting yourself in the foot, but what is the assistant doing?

There are a total of fifty students participating in the special training, all elite students from third to fifth grade. To be honest, the next practical combat competition should be a matter for fifth graders. However, the students who have been trained with great difficulty only need to fill in the form on behalf of the school.

When you apply for a competition, you have the chance to be poached by your opponents.

The reason why the Second District has lost for so many years is that when the competition comes, there are always a few fifth-year seed players who change jobs. When these job-changers go to other schools, they can not only apply for early graduation, but also enjoy more benefits.

The school could only knock out the teeth and swallow it, watching helplessly as it made someone else's wedding dress.

Over time, the school did not like to reuse fifth graders. The third and fourth graders were quite good, with simple and enthusiastic personalities, and were more loyal than the fifth graders who had already considered going out into society.

As soon as they arrived at the No. 10 training ground, instructor Wan gave Cheng Yiyi another 20 kilograms of weight-bearing bracelets. Cheng Yiyi had difficulty raising his hands, devil!

Later, she saw that other students carried an extra fifty pounds, and Lyle's steps were like a crab. She regained her mental balance.

After helping instructor Wan distribute weight rings, she consciously joined high-intensity physical training.

Cheng Yiyi did not have enough physical strength, so he could only slow down and exercise at the back of the crowd.

Instructor Wan is satisfied with Cheng Yiyi, who works hard enough, is humble, decisive, and mature enough to not look like an adolescent girl.

As soon as she thought of maturity, she did something immature.

A group of people were stretching, and a fifth grader who liked to tease others mocked Cheng Yiyi as a dwarf and a winter melon, and kicked her butt, mocking her for being careless.

Can this be tolerated?

Yichen Yuanying, who was never afraid before, punched the fifth grader.

The fifth grader reacted extremely quickly and narrowly avoided the punch.

He grinned with big white teeth and said, "Young freshman, your skills are still a little behind."

"Really?" Cheng Yi smiled coldly, raised his spirit energy, and punched again, making a sound of punching through the air.

This time the fifth grader couldn't avoid it and received a punch in the face. He felt hot under his nose and a salty taste flowed into his mouth. He became angry and said, "I'm joking with you, but you hit me? You don't know whether to live or die."

"I'm kidding you, you actually want to fight back." Cheng Yiyi retaliated with another punch, causing both of his noses to bleed.

The fifth grader clenched his fists and hit her.

Cheng Yiyi, who was running his spiritual energy, increased his strength more than ten times and easily blocked the incoming attack.

The fifth grader roared and continued to attack, while Cheng Yiyi defended passively and deliberately restrained himself, allowing the spiritual energy to circulate for longer.

The two sides went back and forth, the fifth grader was obviously better in skills, Cheng Yiyi was not bad either, and his counterattack angles were tricky.

Just when Cheng Yiyi pretended to poke the fifth grader's eyes and the fifth grader raised his arms to block him, she reached out with her other hand to the numb hole on his elbow and flicked her fingers.

A numbness swept through the fifth grader's entire arm, and his left hand suddenly dropped, unable to lift it up.

Without the help of an arm, defeat is certain.

The fifth grader retreated in panic. Cheng Yiyi took advantage of the victory and slapped him out again before stopping, "What the hell are you doing? I don't know you can't touch a tiger's ass? Don't mess with me. I'll strangle you to death next time."

Tan Song, Zhang Huaiqian and Lyle were all stunned, "When did she become so powerful?"

Yuan Zhao plays a lot of games, so he suddenly said: "Maybe he has accumulated enough anger points."

After the fight, Instructor Wan Shiran came out and said, "You two come out with me, while the others continue training."

The fifth grader had not yet completely regained consciousness in his arms. He followed Instructor Wan and turned around to glare at Cheng Yiyi when Instructor Wan was out of sight.

Cheng Yiyi sneered lightly, confused. If it weren't for the weakness of spiritual energy, she would have turned him into a pig's head.

Instructor Wan stopped and faced the two of them, "Tell me what's going on."

The fifth-grade student couldn't stand Instructor Wan's oppressive gaze, and lowered his head in frustration, "Instructor, I was wrong, I shouldn't have fought."

"You just shouldn't fight? You are a bitch, instructor. He just kicked my ass and verbally insulted my short winter melon. Even if this is true, I will not accept malicious humiliation." Cheng Yiyi said confidently.

The fifth grader was annoyed: "Are you a primary school student? You still complained."

Cheng Yiyi: "I'm underage, what's wrong with filing a complaint?"

"Shut up, everyone." Instructor Wan scolded the fifth grader first, "How old are you, and you still bully your juniors? Are you proud of losing in a fight..."

The fifth-grade student was scolded so much that he wanted to get into trouble. Instructor Wan told him to go back to training, but he could only hang his head and roll around in despair. He no longer dared to bully the "weak" junior school girl. People should not be judged by their appearance, so she started to fight

It really hurts to come.

After the fifth grader left, instructor Wan raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

"That's it. I have a secret method that can improve my five senses and speed." Cheng Yiyi opened his mouth and said, "The instructor won't want to use my secret method, right?"

"Get serious." Instructor Wan has a lot of experience. In the vast world, secret techniques do exist, but they only exist in some aristocratic families. They also require bloodline to practice, so they won't use them easily because they generally cause greater damage.

"Are there any side effects? What happened to that arm?"

Cheng Yiyi: "The secret method has no side effects, but it only lasts for a short time. It's okay to pretend. The acupuncture points on the arms are effective against people, but not mechas."

Qingqing is a small trick for beating people. Instructor Wan felt relieved after understanding it and said, "Go back and continue training."

Cheng Yiyi looked suspicious: "Instructor, don't scold me."

Instructor Wan laughed angrily: "Looking for scolding, right?"

"No, I'm leaving right away." Cheng Yiyi chuckled and got out immediately.

After the training, on the way back to the dormitory, the four sparring partners sandwiched Cheng Yiyi in the middle, and they all started discussing her high and low combat effectiveness.

"Sister, do you have any hidden secrets?" Yuan Zhao probed and asked.

Cheng Yiyi glanced at him sideways, "You know what's going on, but you still pry?"

Zhang Huaiqian touched his chin and said obscenely: "It's okay if we can't tell. We can guess for ourselves."

Yes, they are all gossips.

Cheng Yiyi used the same rhetoric he used to deal with instructors, and the four training partners were doubtful. Why had they never heard of the secret method? "There really is such a thing."

Cheng Yiyi said perfunctorily: "Yes, it's almost the same as taking a stimulant injection, but the side effects are different. My secret method has no side effects, but it lasts only a short time." To put it simply, it's useless. A monk in the Qi training period.

They are all useless. In the world of cultivation, only those who practice in the foundation building stage can barely be called a Taoist.

The four sparring partners finally believed it. Using a scientific analysis, they understood a little bit of the so-called "principles" of the secret method.

"Can we create our own secret method?" Yuan Zhao thought it was cool.

Cheng Yiyi advised, "It's best not to try it easily. I'm afraid even the most expensive medical cabin can't save your life."

The reason why a secret method is a secret method must have a limit that is difficult for ordinary people to touch. If you try it recklessly, you will have your heart broken at the least, and you will die in the worst case.
Chapter completed!