"Under normal circumstances, if I chop it with my finger, the entire kitchen knife will break into several pieces."
“As I get older, it’s inevitable that I’m a little incompetent.”
Laughing Buddha shook his head, still not satisfied with the result.
All the students were livid and speechless. No one dared to laugh at him anymore.
It turns out that this fat, old, fat man does have some real abilities, and he is not just living up to his reputation.
'Pop!'
The Laughing Buddha patted his belly twice and grinned.
"How about it? Do you still want to learn?"
"study!"
Two seconds later, everyone collectively shouted loudly.
The blood in their hearts was ignited again. If they could reach this state, they would surely become true martial arts masters.
This whole morning was spent practicing the Dharma, and all the students were very serious.
Even Xiao Feng is meditating and practicing, but he is practicing other mental methods.
At noon, when Xiao Feng and Yuan Yin were eating in the cafeteria, Kang Yuming walked over with a wicked smile on his face.
"Huh? Isn't this Daxia Xiao?"
"I have been looking for you all morning, and only after asking around did I find out that you are in the junior class?"
"What's going on in this training camp? They actually assigned our hero Xiao to the junior class. It's really outrageous."
He deliberately belittled Xiao Feng, causing everyone around him to cover their mouths and snicker.
"You brat, what do you mean..."
"Xiaoyin!"
Yuan Yin was about to get angry when she was held down by Xiao Feng.
"Mr. Kang, are you okay?"
"If it's okay, please leave, because I feel sick when I see you and I really can't eat. I hope you understand."
He smiled slightly and nodded.
"Haha... Mr. Xiao is so rude when he speaks."
"Of course I have something to do. Please ask you two to eat somewhere else. We want to sit here."
Kang Yuming smiled coldly and tapped the table with his finger.
"Hey! Are you okay with your brain?"
"This is the canteen. I can eat wherever I want. Who do you think I am?"
Yuan Yin was furious.
"Hmph, do you think the cafeteria is your home? You can be wherever you want?"
"Pay attention to the words engraved on the table. If you are blind, go and have your eyes cured."
Kang Yuming smiled coldly and knocked on the table again.
Xiao Feng and Yuan Yin were startled, and then they discovered that there was a word "高" carved on the corner of the table.
When I looked up again, I saw a sign hanging on the wall, which read in big words, 'Dining place for advanced class students'.
The two of them didn't notice these details at all. They just found a seat and sat down. Who would have thought that this canteen was divided into three, six, and nine classes? It was really a great experience.
"Brother Feng..."
Yuan Yin looked embarrassed and waited for him to make up his mind.
"Since it's his position in the senior class, give it to him."
"Mr. Kang, please sit down!"
Xiao Feng stood up with the dinner plate and made another gesture.
"Haha...Xiao Daxia, then I'm not welcome."
"Junior sister, come over for dinner."
Kang Yuming waved and shouted.
Ma Chunlei had seen it a long time ago, but was too embarrassed to come over.
She smiled awkwardly at Xiao Feng and Yuan Yin and nodded.
"Don't be stunned, sit down quickly."
"This is the position Xiao Daxia voluntarily gave up. Look how kind-hearted he is, haha..."
Kang Yuming laughed mockingly and sat down.
‘Crack!’
Suddenly, the entire solid wood chair fell apart on the spot.
Because he was unprepared, he fell to the ground with a thud, knocking over the dinner plate in his hand, and the vegetable soup hit his face, causing a burst of laughter.
"Oh, I'll go, but it will burn me to death."
Kang Yu howled and hurriedly got up.
After all, he is also a warrior at the peak of the Xuan Realm, but he didn't react and directly embarrassed himself in public. This would be a huge loss of face.
"Is this a student from the advanced class? What's your reaction? Even dogs are more sensitive than him."
"Humph, he's another good-for-nothing rich man who got in through connections."
It is really humiliating for junior class students to seize the opportunity.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Ma Chunlei took out her handkerchief and quickly helped him wipe his face.
"Damn it! Why is this chair falling apart? What a shame."
Kang Yuming cursed.
"Mr. Kang, everything is fine when my brother Feng is sitting. Why do you fall apart when it's your turn?"
"In my opinion, this is not a problem of the chair, but a problem of character, haha..."
Yuan Yin laughed and insulted him.
"Oh I see."
"Xiao, you must have tampered with it."
Kang Yuming pointed at Xiao Feng and said sternly.
"Hey! Are you okay with your brain? If you are sick, just take care of yourself."
"It's obviously my own problem, why are you blaming me?"
Xiao Feng shook his head and sighed.
"asshole!"
"Then tell me, how could this beautiful chair fall apart?"
Kang Yuming asked.
"You ask me, who am I asking?"
"Don't tell me anymore. This is a matter of character."
"Who told you that you have such a bad character? I can't even look down on you as a chair, huh..."
Without saying a word, Xiao Feng took Yuan Yin and left.
"You brat, come back here..."
"Senior brother, forget it, stop making trouble."
Ma Chunlei quickly stopped him. Kang Yuming was so angry that her face turned red and her neck was thick, and she wished she could chop Xiao Feng alive.
"Don't you see? This is clearly his fault?"
Ma Chunlei looked helpless: "Oh! Can you calm down a little? How many times have I told you, don't offend Xiao Feng, he is not an ordinary person..."
"enough!"
Kang Yuming raised his hand to interrupt her: "Don't say such things to me again. I just want to ask you, are you helping me? Or helping him?"
"I...senior brother, can you calm down..."
"Let me ask you, are you helping me or him?"
Kang Yuming looked ferocious and gritted his teeth and asked.
"Help you, help you, no matter what happens, you will always be my senior brother."
Ma Chunlei looked helpless.
"Well, that's pretty much it."
"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you."
"How dare this bastard play tricks on me, I must make him look good."
Kang Yuming's eyes were treacherous, and he had an idea in his mind.
In the afternoon, Hawkeye came to teach the junior class.
He still had the same dead face, drooping and stinky face, without any smile, as if someone owed him money.
"Is everyone here?"
Hawkeye looked around and asked coldly.
"Reporting to the instructor, in theory everyone is here, but in fact I don't know."
"Hahaha…"
One student made a joke, which immediately aroused laughter.
"Who is speaking? Stand up?"
Hawkeye suddenly smiled.
"Reporting to the instructor, it's me."
A male student who didn't know how to live or die ran to the front with a smile.
"Oh...it turns out to be you bastard!"
'Snapped!'
Suddenly, Hawkeye slapped the opponent in the face.
The student was knocked to the ground on the spot, with blood all over him.
The atmosphere that had been relaxed and pleasant just now suddenly became tense.
All the students trembled all over and stood up straight with livid faces, not even daring to breathe.
"Dare you make fun of me? Do you think I am the Laughing Buddha?"
Hawkeye asked indifferently.
"I'm sorry, coach, I said the wrong thing."
"I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me."
The male student quickly knelt on the ground, lowered his head and admitted his mistake, his body was trembling.
"If this happens again, get out of the training camp."
Hawkeye made a gesture, and the male student crawled back as if he had been granted amnesty.