Before going out in the morning, Chen Chu prepared morning food for the salamander clone.

But just before leaving, Zhang Xiaolan, who hadn't gone to work today, stopped them.

At the gate of the old courtyard, Zhang Xiaolan gently helped Chen Chu straighten his collar. Looking at her eldest son who was as tall as her, her eyes were full of emotion.

"Mom, is there anything else?" Chen Hu next to him asked a little confused.

Looking at her two sons, Zhang Xiaolan smiled slightly: "Nothing, I just want to tell you and your brother that school has just started, don't be too stressed."

Chen Hu said indifferently: "It's just junior high school. I can catch up with it if I study hard."

Looking at her chubby second son, Zhang Xiaolan smiled bitterly. Of course she was not worried about her second son, who had been smart and active since childhood, and had good health and academic performance.

She was worried about her eldest brother, who could practice Zhenwu after high school, but not everyone had the talent to practice it.

The eldest son had been weak and sickly since childhood, and it was obvious that he was not someone who could practice martial arts. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. If he was hit...

Chen Chu said calmly: "Mom, don't worry, I know what's going on."

"...Okay." Zhang Xiaolan opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Xiaolan, the Chen Chu brothers walked on the way to school.

Along the way, you can see many students in school uniforms going to school, some alone, some playing and joking together, and some riding bicycles.

Schools in the federation are divided into districts, and all students go to school nearby, so many people wear the same school uniform as Chen Chu or Chen Hu.

In the classroom, class monitor Lin Xue and committee member Yi Rui arrived early. Many classmates gathered around them to chat, making the scene quite lively.

As soon as Chen Chu sat down, Xia Youhui came over and said mysteriously, "Ah Chu, I already know why Yi Rui and the others became class leaders."

... Ah Chu, are we that familiar with each other? Although he complained in his heart, Chen Chu still cooperated and asked curiously.

"Why?"

"It is said that the class monitor's parents are powerful cultivators. The class teacher must be trying to curry favor with her family."

Well, both parents are powerful cultivators.

Chen Chu asked: "What about the other one?"

Xia Youhui whispered, "Yi Rui is not a simple person either. His family is rich and powerful in the city. Maybe he gave a red envelope to the class teacher and said hello before the school started."

I see. Classes do exist in every world.

"Don't tell anyone about this." Chen Chu finally reminded Xia Youhui.

Regardless of whether this is true or false, as a student you should try not to talk about your class teacher behind his/her back, otherwise it may be bad if it gets to his/her ears.

"I know. I have only told you about this. I haven't told anyone else." Xia Youhui blinked, looking as if he trusted me very much.

At this time, a math teacher walked in and the class became quiet.

The academic subjects in high school in this world were not very difficult. After listening to one class, Chen Chu became dazed. Of course, he was actually distracted to control the eating of his salamander clone at home.

The three classes in the morning passed quickly and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

After lunch, take a short rest.

All the first-year high school students came to the back of the school. There were more than a dozen high-rise buildings marked by the letters ABCD, surrounding the central gymnasium to form a training area.

According to their classes, Chen Chu and others came to the training classroom on the fifth floor of Building B.

In a training classroom that is 500 square meters in size, a middle-aged man in his thirties with a stern look stands on a high platform, with a large screen that is five meters high and eight meters wide behind him.

After all the students stood in line, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes. His sharp gaze made everyone feel pain in their eyes.

hiss!

Many students were shocked. They didn't expect that the teacher's gaze could be so scary.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "My name is Pang Long, and I am your Zhenwu teacher for the first semester."

"Next, I will explain to you what Zhenwu is."

As he spoke, Pang Long pointed to a pile of cement slabs that had been prepared long ago under the stage and said, "See those cement slabs? A few boys come and carry them up."

After a slight pause, the martial arts committee member Yi Rui took the lead and walked out, followed by some other boys, including Xia Youhui.

There are six cement slabs, each about one meter long and wide, ten centimeters thick, and estimated to weigh more than 100 kilograms.

Therefore, even if they were in groups of two, it was still very difficult for them to lift the fat boy, which also indirectly showed that their strength seemed to be a bit too great.

According to Pang Long's request, Yi Rui and his team stood up pieces of cement slabs on the table and stacked them into a row of cement walls, not knowing what they were going to do.

Standing on the stage with his hands behind his back, Pang Long looked at the childish faces below and said calmly, "What is Zhenwu? Zhenwu is to make the fake become real."

"Decades ago, martial arts and cultivation were just folklore and were jokingly called fancy tricks, without any practical effect."

"Even if you practice hard for twenty years, you can't stop a bullet."

"But all this began to change in the new era. Some pioneers discovered that they could turn falsehood into reality and turn all kinds of legends from the past into reality."

"And this is Zhenwu."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura burst out from Pang Long, like a sleeping beast suddenly waking up.

The powerful aura was like substance, pressing the surrounding air so hard that it made a dull explosion and forming circles of twisted air waves and strong winds around him, causing his clothes to rustle.

Pang Long's figure flashed on the high platform, and he appeared in front of the table across three meters as if he had teleported. He clenched his right fist with terrifying power and punched out.

Because the power was so strong, circles of transparent shock waves even appeared in front of his fist.

boom!

Under the incredulous and shocked gazes of most people, six blocks of cement stacked together exploded with a loud bang, filling the air with smoke and dust, and making a terrifying sound.

Under the powerful force, countless pieces of stone and mud scattered like cannonballs, slamming into the wall more than ten meters away, creating small holes when they were shattered.

Fortunately, Pang Long's punch was directed sideways downward, otherwise the gravel with power comparable to that of bullets would have fallen on the students and would have been enough to turn them into sieves.

Gurgle!

This time, even Chen Chu swallowed his saliva.

Although the information found on the Internet said that powerful practitioners could sink aircraft carriers and tear apart behemoths, these were just words after all, and were far less shocking than seeing it with one's own eyes.

Moreover, the six concrete slabs were nearly one meter thick, and even an anti-material sniper rifle might not be able to penetrate them, but at this moment they were actually blown up by a single punch.

This powerful force made Chen Chu's blood boil, and he was full of anticipation for the subsequent training.

On the podium, Pang Long stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the excited faces below, and was very satisfied with the effect of his punch.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Pang Long slowly said, "Next, start practicing the first step."

"Everyone, meditate according to the pattern that appears on the display behind me for an hour. After that, it will be the Body Forging Technique practice class."

"By the way, who is the monitor?"

"Me." Lin Xue in the front row took a step forward.

"You look energetic and vigorous, not bad."

After looking at the girl, Pang Long nodded and said, "Explain to them what foundation building is later. Come back to me when someone meets the criteria for foundation building."

"As the martial arts training committee member of this class, you will be responsible for maintaining order in future training sessions."

"Yes, teacher." Yi Rui responded loudly.

Pang Long then turned around and left, just as cleanly and neatly as his first day's class teacher Chen Qi, leaving most of the students confused.

Is that it?

Why do these teachers seem so busy?