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"Class is about to start." Su Yuehe looked down at the timetable and sighed. The first class of the new semester was physical education, which would leave even the top students feeling exhausted.

"I heard that the first big class today is still physical training." An Changqing smiled and shook his head.

"It's just that we changed teachers." Su Yuehe looked somewhat sad.

"I hope the training intensity remains as high as ever." This is Long Ao, who could easily be beaten up by a group of students if released.

Chen Guan didn't reply, but silently followed the three of them towards the martial arts hall.

Li Yan is just gone, not really gone, so he can't really say he's sad.

If Chen Guan saw Li Yan every day, he would actually worry that Li Yan might suddenly regain his memory one day and remember things related to Lao Ji.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves and dappled the stone path, casting shadows that swayed in the breeze; everything seemed peaceful.

The physical training hall was already filled with students.

"I heard they changed teachers. I hope they can find someone with a more relaxed job."

"You wish! When has physical education at Huaqing University ever been easy?"

The students' whispers made the spacious venue somewhat noisy, with a constant buzzing of voices swirling in the air.

The heavy door was pushed open from the outside the next second.

Accompanied by the dull thud of metal door hinges scraping together, a figure walked in from the sunlight outside.

Chen Guan squinted, scrutinizing the approaching man.

The person who came was wearing a plaid shirt and a pair of ordinary black cloth shoes.

He looked to be around thirty years old, with deep facial features, a bluish stubble on his chin, and a very thin build. He didn't look like a physical education teacher at all, but rather like a middle-aged programmer.

The man walked to the front of the line and stood still.

He raised his head and scanned the crowd.

"My name is Chen Beixuan. Your previous teacher has been transferred, and I will be teaching this course from now on."

The students in the group looked at each other in bewilderment.

This new teacher doesn't seem to act like a teacher at all.

Long Ao frowned. He disliked this kind of guy who seemed to be doing nothing productive, especially since this person looked very thin and had no demeanor of a strong person.

He highly regards Teacher Li Yan.

"Not just anyone can teach Professor Li Yan's class," Long Ao said, his tone clearly provocative.

Chen Beixuan picked at his ear, showing no sign of anger.

"Whether it works or not, we'll only know after we try." Chen Beixuan slowly rolled up his gray sleeves.

"First class today." Chen Beixuan's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"We don't practice those fancy moves."

His gaze swept past An Changqing and Long Ao, slowly enveloping the entire room.

Chen Guan felt an extremely strong sense of oppression coming from all directions. The thin Chen Beixuan in front of him seemed to have suddenly turned into some kind of raging beast.

Looking around, the students with strong senses changed their expressions, but some remained indifferent, clearly unaware of what was happening.

When the students heard the words "no fancy moves," a small commotion broke out in the group.

"Teacher Chen, we are all students." An Changqing clearly sensed this and tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"I think it's better to follow the teaching syllabus to avoid accidental injuries."

Chen Beixuan looked at An Changqing, his lips twitched, and he revealed a very casual expression.

"There are no teaching syllabi on the battlefield." Chen Beixuan patted the hem of his clothes.

"When monsters want to eat you, they won't care whether you're students or not."

"Only those who survive have the right to talk about rules." Chen Beixuan's words were very straightforward, and it was clear that he had just retired.

Chen Beixuan had just finished speaking.

Long Ao, with his arrogant temper, was the first to lose his temper.

"Teacher Chen makes it sound so easy."

Long Ao took a step forward, his arm muscles bulging exaggeratedly, and his joints making a crisp sound.

Clearly, he belongs to the type of person whose perception is rather poor.

"Since the teacher thinks that what we're practicing is just for show."

He twisted his neck, his eyes revealing the untamed arrogance of a genius.

"Then why don't the teacher personally go down and give us students some pointers?"

Long Ao's suggestion immediately drew the agreement of several troublemakers around him.

Su Yuehe looked at Long Ao, who had stepped forward, with some worry. She was naturally the kind of person with strong perception.

However, since Long Ao had already spoken, there was no point in trying to dissuade him.

Moreover, given Long Ao's personality, he would probably be even more excited if he learned that his new teacher was a powerful figure.

[Long Aotian is going to get beaten up again; I know this plot all too well.]

[This new teacher exudes an aura of power even in his leg hair; Long Ao is practically offering himself up for death.]

[Selling sunflower seeds and bottled water in the front row, waiting for Brother Ao to get beaten up.]

The comments section was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Chen Guan glanced at the comments that seemed to thrive on chaos, but he did have a dangerous feeling about the new martial arts instructor.

Chen Beixuan looked at Long Ao, who resembled a fighting bull, and slowly reached out to scratch the stubble on his chin.

"What's your name, classmate?"

Chen Beixuan spoke casually; it had been a long time since he had met someone who spoke to him like that.

"Dragon Pride".

Long Ao loudly announced his name.

Chen Beixuan gave a casual "oh".

"So you're Long Ao. Your name sounds impressive, but your strength is just passable."

He put down the hand that was rolling up its sleeve and beckoned to Long Ao with his finger.

"Come on, classmate, let me see for myself how far you can go."

Long Ao snorted heavily, and his body, accompanied by a gust of wind, rushed directly towards Chen Beixuan, who was standing in the center of the arena.

The enormous fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, hurtled straight toward Chen Beixuan's face. The punch was so powerful that even a superhuman of the same level wouldn't dare to stand still and take it head-on.

Chen Beixuan stood still, not even moving his black cloth shoes an inch. Just as the fist covered in bulging veins was about to smash into his nose, he slightly tilted his head to the left.

The sharp wind from the punch grazed his cheek, making a few strands of messy hair on his forehead fly up.

Long Ao's attack missed, but his reaction was quick. He immediately tried to retract his fist and change his move to sweep.

But Chen Beixuan didn't give him any time to change his actions.

The man in the plaid shirt raised his right hand seemingly limply and placed it directly on Long Ao's thick wrist.

He gently pulled back using the immense momentum of Long Ao's forward momentum, his left foot tripping over Long Ao's ankle.

Long Ao's tall and burly body instantly lost all balance.

Before he could even figure out where he was putting pressure on, he fell forward in a disheveled state.

Chen Beixuan took the opportunity to twist Long Ao's arm and pin him behind his back.

The entire movement was fluid and fast, so fast that it left no time for anyone to catch their breath.