Zhou Disheng's eyes were full of disdain: "You may have some personal strength, but there are specialties in martial arts, and when it comes to skills beyond martial arts, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten, so you better not join in the fun."
Lin Bei suddenly became interested, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.
Zheng Anqi suddenly felt that something was wrong. She had seen Lin Bei smile like this before, when he was cleaning up Gu Hancheng!
Lin Bei is going to deal with Zhou Disheng!
He said: "Instructor Zhou, right? Do you think that since you are older, you must have more martial arts experience than me?"
Zhou Disheng raised his chin: "That's natural."
Lin Bei smiled faintly: "Okay, do you dare to compete?"
Zhou Disheng sneered: "You are a little kid, you may not have even seen a hundred Kung Fu skills, how can you compare with me?"
Lin Bei said directly: "Don't argue with me, just tell me if you dare? Haven't you eaten more salt than I have eaten?"
Zhou Disheng immediately said with disdain: "Okay, since you want to humiliate yourself, then I will help you. What do you want to compare?"
Lin Bei said: "You said there are specialties in the art industry, so let's compare majors. What are you good at?"
Zhou Disheng waved his hand: "As an instructor, of course I am good at cultivating talents. If I didn't have some skills, I wouldn't be able to secure my position as the great instructor of Longya."
Lin Bei nodded: "Okay, let's compare it to this."
Everyone was stunned.
Zhou Disheng also widened his eyes: "Boy, cultivating talents is not something that happens overnight. How can you compare with this?"
Lin Bei smiled faintly: "This is not simple. You and I will each pick one person from this group of Longya elites to give guidance. After half an hour, let the two of them fight. Their win or loss will be our win or loss."
"If you win, I will leave immediately."
"But if you lose, you will be my assistant instructor from now on, and don't point at me when I'm talking."
Hearing this, Zhou Disheng burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! Are you crazy? I have been teaching here for more than two years, and I know all the students' situations. You actually compare this with me?"
Lin Bei said: "Stop talking nonsense, if you agree, we will select someone now."
"good!"
Zhou Disheng's eyes were full of sneers.
Competing with an instructor who has been teaching students for two years, isn't this just showing off to Guan Gong?
"Yi Wuyang, come out!"
Zhou Disheng didn't even look at it and directly named Yi Wuyang.
Yi Wuyang walked out, bowed to Lin Bei, and stood next to Zhou Disheng.
Zhou Disheng said: "Boy, Yi Wuyang and Fang Yuanlong are equally powerful here, but as the captain, Yuanlong's overall strength is slightly better. I'll pick on the weaker Yi Wuyang first and give you a little advantage, so that others won't talk about it in the future.
Say I can't win with force."
"Now, go and pick someone."
He waved his hand and all eyes turned to Lin Bei.
Fang Yuanlong also secretly took a step forward, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
Everyone thinks that Lin Bei will definitely choose this captain. This is a sure thing.
However, Lin Bei didn't even look at Fang Yuanlong and asked directly: "Who is the weakest among you?"
The scene fell silent, and everyone's eyes widened.
Fang Yuanlong even exclaimed: "Master Lin, don't you choose me?"
Lin Bei smiled faintly: "You are slightly stronger than Yi Wuyang. Choosing you means I have an advantage. I don't want to talk about it in the future and someone will say that I am too weak to win."
Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhou Disheng slightly from the corner of his eye.
Zhou Disheng was so angry that his eyebrows jumped and his face almost cramped.
Unexpectedly, the method he used to show off was actually thrown back by Lin Beiyuan.
He said angrily: "Fang Yuanlong, since Master Lin looks down on you, then let the weakest Cao Xing meet him for a while as he wishes."
In the crowd, a particularly thin man stepped forward and said timidly: "Master Lin, I am Cao Xing."
Seeing him, Zheng Anqi's face changed slightly: "Master Lin, I know this Cao Xing. His strength is only at the early stage of An Jin, which is similar to us mid-to-upper-level Longya members. Even if you want to give up your advantage, you won't choose such a card.
Worst hand, right?”
Lin Bei smiled faintly and said confidently: "I just want to tell them that even with the worst card in my hand, I can easily beat the trump card in their hand!"
Having said this, he waved to Cao Xing: "Cao Xing, come with me."
Cao Xing quickly came to Lin Bei's side.
"Instructor Zhou, the winner will be determined in half an hour." Lin Bei said.
Zhou Disheng snorted coldly: "In half an hour, I will let you get out of here in despair!"
"We'll see."
Lin Bei was not angry at all, and still had a faint smile on his face.
He took Cao Xing to the far left side of the martial arts field at the rear.
The martial arts arena is very wide, with a distance of fifty meters to the left and right. Both sides can see each other, but cannot hear each other's speech.
"I'm sorry, Master Lin. I want to disappoint you. I am only in the early stage of Anjin. There is no way I can be Yi Wuyang's opponent."
As soon as he settled down, Cao Xing burst into tears and apologized.
Because of his strength, he has never been able to hold his head high in Longya.
Lin Bei patted him on the shoulder and said confidently: "Cao Xing, as long as you believe in me, I can let you defeat Yi Wuyang."