Oh No, My Military Advisor is Full of SSS-Rank Talents

Su Yu accidentally transmigrated to a high-martial world.

As the college entrance examination approached, he awakened the 'Myriad Things Illustrated Handbook' system!

He started...

Chapter 27 The Dao Heart Shattered!

Back to school.

Cheng Yong asked everyone to reflect on their experience today and to write a 3,000-word self-criticism.

After making those arrangements, he left the classroom to make a phone call.

Not long after.

In an office at Peking University, a professor's loud cursing echoed throughout the entire floor.

The students who passed by shrank their necks.

"Who has provoked Professor Zhuge again?"

"No! I have to go tell my roommate right away that we need to check this semester's assignments a few more times."

......

Class 7, Grade 12, Tianyun No. 8 Middle School.

Everyone buried themselves in writing self-criticisms.

Su Yu is also considering his plans for the next month.

I gained another ten units of Qi and Blood today.

There are still more than thirty days left, enough time for me to break through and become a martial artist with two hundred units of Qi and Blood.

There's also a monster encyclopedia; I collected six different ones today.

With a little effort over the next thirty days, we can definitely complete this stage of the encyclopedia collection task.

There's not much difference between f and e, but it shouldn't be too bad by d.

After all, a D-grade talent is already at the level of an ordinary person.

Sigh, Su Yu felt very sad whenever he thought of this.

Who can understand the pain of struggling to reach the level of an ordinary person?

As he thought about it, he felt more and more that he couldn't waste any more time at school.

Su Yu suddenly stood up.

Swish, swish, swish!

The whole class immediately turned to look at him.

Song Qinghuan also cast a questioning glance at her.

Su Yu smiled innocently and said, "I'm going to the restroom."

After he finished speaking, everyone in the class looked away.

As Su Yu walked out of the classroom, Song Qinghuan began to stare blankly, resting her chin on her hand.

Squad leader Zhang Shizheng glanced at her from afar, sighed deeply, and then resolutely stood up.

He's come to terms with it, whether it's Song Qinghuan or Su Yu.

Now they are all people he can only look up to.

In comparison, the two are becoming increasingly outstanding.

He almost caused Li Hao to lose his life today.

Therefore, he not only needs to apologize to Li Hao, but also to sincerely thank Su Yu.

......

Su Yu, who had said she was going to the restroom, went straight to the teacher's office.

This left Zhang Shizheng, who had been chasing after him, looking puzzled.

What do you want from me?

Cheng Yong looked at Su Yu with caution as she entered.

The other person had a bright smile on their face: "Teacher, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

He said coldly, "Tell me first."

"Teacher, do you think I still need to take high school tactics classes?" Su Yu asked.

He wanted to say he needed it, but instead nodded indifferently and said, "No need."

"Then can I apply to practice at home?"

Before Su Yu could finish speaking, Cheng Yong immediately retorted, "You wish!"

The obedient student finally couldn't keep up the act anymore, and Su Yu said with a look of indignation: "Teacher, if you keep me at school now, isn't that a waste of my time?"

"Maybe if I practice diligently at home, I can make a breakthrough."

Cheng Yong sneered, "It would be a miracle if I believed you."

"Are you planning to cultivate at home? I think you're planning to stay in the wilderness."

Su Yu gave a shy smile: "Pretty much! Pretty much! It's all for self-improvement."

"impossible!"

"Teacher, if you're worried, you can let Qinghuan stay with me. Anyway, she's just wasting her time at school."

"Why should you let Song Qinghuan be your bodyguard?" The teacher and student's voices grew louder and louder.

Su Yu said matter-of-factly, "She's willing."

Cheng Yong suddenly fell silent.

Damn, students these days dare to flaunt their relationships in front of their teachers.

Just as he was preparing to dictatorially reject Su Yu's idea.

Suddenly, Niu Ji, the combat sports instructor, glared at Su Yu and said, "You brat, are you not taking me, your combat sports instructor, seriously now?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yong immediately chimed in, "That's right! Your fighting skills are absolutely terrible, and you still want to apply for a leave of absence?"

"You can show off to your classmates now by absorbing blood crystals to improve your blood and qi, but what will you do when you meet someone with the same blood and qi in the future?"

He was subdued in just a couple of moves?

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed a mysterious smile on Su Yu's lips.

The other person then asked honestly, "Teacher, if it's purely a skill-based competition, can I withstand three moves from Teacher Niu?"

Teacher Niu Ji was just about to speak.

Cheng Yong immediately interrupted: "Unless you can get Teacher Niu Ji to approve of your fighting skills, don't even think about it."

He knew Su Yu too well; when this guy said something like that, he definitely had a little plan in mind.

Teacher Niu Ji nodded, feeling there was no problem; enduring three moves and gaining one's own approval were essentially the same thing.

Su Yu pouted, looking regretful.

Three moves are great, they don't waste too much time.

Seeing this, Cheng Yong secretly sneered.

You think you can fool me?

He called out to the outside of the office, "Zhang Shizheng, go and tell the whole class to assemble on the playground."

"Some people want to run before they can walk. Today, I'll make you all think carefully about your abilities."

"Don't take advantage of your talent and show off everywhere."

Su Yu felt extremely wronged.

Honestly, I just wanted to make the most of the last bit of time to improve my skills.

Outside the office, Zhang Shizheng paused for a moment, then immediately ran towards the classroom.

Back in class.

He directly summoned all the students to the playground.

"Class monitor, why does the teacher want me to go to the playground?" a boy with a pointed face and monkey-like features asked as he caught up with him.

"Maybe they're doing extra combat training," Zhang Shizheng said absentmindedly.

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