Even though the logical reaction formula was completely reasonable, they still had to put in a lot of effort to clean the deck thoroughly.
During this period, they even suspected that there was something wrong with their calculations.
But in the end they found that it was not their calculations that were wrong, but that there were too many ink variables on the entire deck.
Sometimes it is because there are other unknown components in the ink, and sometimes it is because the concentration of the ink is different.
Basically, a new situation will occur every few meters.
To this end, Class Nine conducted many on-site calculations. When they encountered problems that they really couldn't figure out, they could only use brute force to crack them.
Fortunately, with the initial method, the stubborn ink stains have loosened to some extent, which is still less labor-intensive than just going ahead with it.
At the same time, this also served as a reminder to Class 9.
That is, it is better to clean the deck of the ship regularly.
Otherwise, as time goes on, who knows what will appear on the deck.
Especially when these unknown things are combined together, it is simply Schrödinger's cat. No one can predict how it will evolve until the end.
Not to mention there are so many pets on board.
If they accidentally raise a Godzilla, they will be sinners of the whole world!
Although, this idea is rather radical.
But Team 9 still admitted to the regular deck cleaning task.
It won’t work if there are not a few people responsible.
And after all this trouble, I don’t know if it was an illusion.
Class 9 only felt their hands itching even more, and they really wanted a sandbag called 'Ren Yan' to vent their anger.
If my teacher hadn't said anything, would I have encountered these infuriating things?
So, after cleaning the deck and taking a short break, everyone in Team 9 looked at Zhang Ting eagerly:
"Master's Wife!"
"We are fine now, can we get started?!"
Zhang Ting was too lazy to shirk responsibility.
He took the students from Class 9 to the large rest area inside the cabin and began training.
The area of this place is nearly half of the entire deck of Class 9. It is usually the main resting area for everyone in Class 9. It is large enough to accommodate all of them, and there is nothing valuable in it.
It is the most ideal training place.
After arriving here and moving all the tables, chairs and benches away.
Zhang Ting changed into a neat training suit and stood in front of the students, explaining the first lesson of the training to them.
Horse stance!
This thing is a kind of posture before making a move. It is the most basic and important thing in all Kung Fu for the purpose of fighting.
At first, Zhang Ting thought that the students in Class 9 had a very poor foundation and that they might need to practice horse stance for about a week before they could move on to the next step.
But later, she found out she was wrong.
Although the students in Class Nine could not be said to have mastered the basic horse stance and standing posture, they had managed to get the hang of it.
In order to make the students in Class 9 not feel bored, Zhang Ting resolutely changed the progress of education.
After seeing that the students were very stable, she started talking about kicking.
"The kick, which you all know how to do, is kicking your leg high up and then bringing it back."
"But this most obvious action is often the most difficult."
"If we just kick straight back fearlessly, it will most likely lead to a weak kick and an unstable lower body."
"So before every kick, we have to make a kicking gesture."
As she spoke, Zhang Ting, who had a neat ponytail, took a horse stance, then slowly moved her right foot forward, placing her center of gravity on her left foot, and made a posture similar to a right bow stance.
"This is the stance before we kick."
"After that, we just need to use our left foot to generate force, and then transfer the force from our waist to our right leg, and then swing our right leg out quickly like a whip!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ting completed the series of actions she had mentioned before in a neat and tidy manner.
In an instant, a phantom flashed past the students, and those who were closer could even hear a slight sound of breaking through the air.
This made everyone in Class 9 look stunned.
I always thought that my master's wife simply learned Taekwondo.
But now it seems that my master's wife is at least a black belt!
A simple kick made them feel a strong sense of power.
If this kick is real...
Everyone in Class 9 took a deep breath and slowly shook their heads.
Damn, I can’t even think about it, it’s too scary!
Zhang Ting had no intention of stopping. After kicking, she continued:
"Of course, this is just the most basic kicking action."
"Before we kick anyone, we need to do another preparation."
"That's aiming!"
"We kick in three main directions: head, side chest, and legs!"
"The former is the most fatal. If kicked, coma is the lightest consequence."
"The emphasis of side breast is on conveying strength, so that the other person can feel obvious pain."
"And the legs are used to destroy the opponent's chassis and pursue."
"Since we are here to deal with your teacher, we don't need to consider the head part."
"All we have to think about are the breasts and the legs."
"These are the two positions you should deliberately practice."
"Your teacher's height is 176cm, and the height of the calves and side chest is about 30 and 160cm respectively."
"So, you can get a sandbag or a wooden board of these two heights to assist you in your practice."
After that, Zhang Ting stretched her body:
"As for now, just start following my movements and slowly get familiar with the kicks!"
"Of course, if anyone finds that their chassis is unstable, they should start with horse stance!"
After saying this, Zhang Ting turned sideways, looked forward with sharp eyes, and prepared to lead everyone in Class 9 in a kick.
Class 9 responded and followed Zhang Ting's movements to start their first fighting lesson.
After a while, shouts and the sound of footsteps on wooden boards began to rise and fall.
This caused Ren Yan in the captain's room to have a stomachache, and even his facial features were tangled up.
To be honest, he kind of regrets it now.
Listening to the noise coming from downstairs, he felt that this time...
Maybe I was really careless...
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