Teacher Zhan seemed to enjoy the scene in front of her, and her smile became brighter and unabashed.
"Oops!" She exclaimed as if she was annoyed, "I seem to have forgotten something very important."
Everyone looked at her expectantly.
Teacher, did you suddenly remember that at our level we shouldn’t challenge such a difficult thing?
"I forgot -" Teacher Zhan Zhan deliberately prolonged his tone, "I forgot to remind you that you should bring your own cinnamon oil before class."
"..."
Cinnamon tangerine oil is an essential elixir for treating bruises and injuries.
"But it doesn't matter." She smiled and said, "This is our first combat lesson after all. You will have plenty of time to use cinnamon oil in the future. You can buy it anytime."
"By the way, just in case some students don't know, cinnamon orange oil is sold in the logistics office, and you can get a 20% discount if you show your identity as a new student."
"If you feel you have other physical discomforts, you can go to the school doctor's office for treatment at any time. Our school doctor graduated from the Lingxiao Mansion's Department of Spiritual Medicine and is very professional."
"..."
The students of the East Campus present at this moment couldn't help but think of the spiritual arts class in the morning. Teacher Lian introduced them to the psychological consultation room that heals the soul, and now Teacher Zhan introduced them to the school doctor's office that heals the body.
So the two main courses in Lingxiao Mansion are actually torturing their bodies and minds at the same time?!
The atmosphere suddenly became gloomy, and everyone felt that the future was bleak. Even the wooden stakes in front of them turned into devils with teeth and claws.
"Everyone seems to be in low spirits." A strange voice suddenly came, and everyone looked around and found that the man was standing on the second floor of the training hall, looking down at them.
"Are you confused because you have no goals?" The man had a friendly smile on his face, "Then let me kindly fulfill my responsibilities as a senior and help you."
She didn't know where she pressed the button, and everyone saw that the wall in front of them suddenly parted to the left and right, revealing a large screen with many names and numbers on it, like a ranking list.
Looking from the bottom up, everyone raised their heads higher and higher, and finally saw the number on the summit clearly - 4986.
"What does this mean?" someone asked in a low voice.
Pei Yang spoke thoughtfully, "Could it be..." She turned to look at the wooden stake behind her, "The number of times the wooden stake was hit?"
"...A cumulative number of times?"
"It's a single rep." The senior stood at a high place, facing the light so that people could not see her expression clearly.
"Attack the wooden dummy without being re-injured, and also perfectly block or avoid its sneak attacks. The number of times you successfully hit the wooden dummy in this process is what the above number represents."
"By the way, the time limit is ten minutes."
"That is to say, not only must you persist for ten minutes, but you must not make a single mistake, otherwise the number will be reset to zero."
"..."
Everyone opened their mouths and stared at the screen dumbfounded. Some people stood on tiptoes trying to see the name at the top of the list.
However, the name probably hasn't changed for a long time and is covered with dust, so I can't see it clearly.
And Chu Xiangyun saw a familiar name among them——
Second place, Qiu She, 4763.
Chu Xiangyun felt a little unbelievable when he thought about the strong boxing wind that hit that day.
With that kind of strength, is he even less than the first place by more than 200 times?
Seeing that the freshmen were all stunned, Teacher Zhan glanced upwards, where a large group of senior students had gathered to watch the fun.
She cleared her throat, "Your school team is so free? Do you need me to give your captain some advice and give you more training?"
After hearing this, everyone immediately dispersed, leaving only the senior sister at the beginning. She immediately grimaced, turned off the screen, raised her hands in surrender, "No, no! I'm leaving now!"
After saying that, she quickly turned around and went to the depths of the second floor, running away from everyone's sight.
The combat teacher snorted softly and turned to look at the freshmen, "You guys too, let's continue training!"
As she spoke, she was still observing everyone's reactions. Some people here were eager to challenge because of this list and were eager to try, while others were dejected and punched lightly as if they were giving up on themselves.
Teacher Zhan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and decided to give them a sweet date after beating the stick.
"Most of the people on the ranking list just now are from the school team. Now they are all seniors in the third and fourth years of the combat department. It is normal for you not to be able to compare."
"They also came from your stage back then. They drove the same wooden stakes as you, and they also made the same miserable wailing."
There’s no need to talk about the next thing, teacher! Everyone was heartbroken.
"You who are tomorrow will be who they are today. Only by being down-to-earth can we create brilliance. Do you hear me?"
The combat teacher skillfully fed the freshmen chicken soup, and was satisfied to see that some of them had recovered.
As for the rest, we can only see whether they can wake up later.
She walked leisurely among the freshmen, remembering to guide their movements while talking.
"The wooden stake you are using now has a time limit of one minute and is set to the lowest speed mode. If you can't pass this challenge, it will be hard for people to believe that you are students of Lingxiao Mansion."
"Classmate, what kind of twisted posture are you in? I think the wooden dummy didn't knock you down, but you yourself cramped first."
"Hey, that classmate, what are you doing standing so far away? You're afraid of being beaten. If you're afraid of being beaten, don't come to the combat class! The purpose of the combat class is to let you get beaten!"
"This classmate is very agile, but don't hide blindly. Remember to fight back, otherwise your energy will be exhausted soon."
Chu Xiangyun temporarily regarded the wailing and complaining sounds around him as background sound, controlled his strength, and started his practice after being mentally prepared.
Blocking, high-fiving, punching, side kicking...
In fact, she is not very good at close combat. After all, as an archer, Chu Xiangyun's main battlefield is still far away. However, she has mastered the basic moves, and she is quite comfortable at this time.
After sweating for almost an hour, Chu Xiangyun panted and stopped temporarily, standing still on the spot.
This wooden mannequin...
She couldn't help but look left and right to observe the movements of the others, and then looked thoughtfully at one person.
You discovered it too.
Pei Yang's eyes said this, but soon she turned her head and stopped looking at Chu Xiangyun, but continued to practice.
Yes, Chu Xiangyun discovered the attack of this wooden man stake——
In fact, there are rules.
Every time it makes a sneak attack, it goes back and forth to the same positions, but it is carried out alternately, about...nine times in a cycle.
It looks like a sneak attack, but in fact the merciless blow is to help the user correct his movements.
However, you have to maintain your attack speed while also distracting yourself from the sneak attack of wooden stakes. It is really difficult for people to notice such a frequency.
If you want to be familiar with and master the wooden dummy in front of you, you must either rely on muscle memory formed by being beaten for many years, or rely on brain memory after understanding the rules.
But for Chu Xiangyun, there is a simpler way.
She untied the cloth strap around her eyes, folded it and put it in her pocket.