Chapter 296: Theory, i don't know

Zhang Fan was secretly refreshed.
He felt that Sima Yu had been slapped in the face like this, and he certainly didn't dare to commit another idiot.
However, he obviously underestimated Sima Yu's scornfulness.
Only after Sima Yu took two deep breaths, the paleness on his face recovered a little.
The stiff smile also softened a lot.
Said to a group of students: "So I said, Teacher Zhang teaches better, now I will ask Teacher Zhang to give everyone a theory class."
After speaking, he stepped aside.
I said to myself: Zhang Fan, I will see how you end today!
After the students hesitated for a while, applause broke out.
They barely recognized Zhang Fan.
Seeing that it was no longer possible to shirk at this time, Zhang Fan came to the podium simply and generously.
With the majesty of a teacher, he glanced at the hundred students below.
The students below were all silent, wanting to hear what the teacher Zhang, who can surpass Teacher Sima, is.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said with a confident and generous smile on his face:
"Theory, I don't."
"puff……"
"puff……"
"puff……"
One hundred students in the audience sprayed out one by one.
No, no, you still behave so confidently, so calmly, so confidently.
How thick is this face!
The teacher next to him almost sprayed out.
The heart said that this teacher Zhang, is it totally funny?
Of course, those students and teachers didn't think Zhang Fan was telling the truth.
After all, there is no teacher who speaks so confidently about what he doesn't know.
Sima Yu almost didn't spray out either.
But then he sneered in disdain.
He knew that Zhang Fan really wouldn't.
Hey, this time it's done.
I see how you passed this level today.
Zhang Fan didn't seem to think what he said was strange.
Instead, he said to a group of students: "Students, I originally came to visit the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association today. Time is limited. Since you are so enthusiastic, then I don’t have a good reason to refuse. Then, the lecture will be avoided. Who of you is here? During the training and fighting, if you have dark injuries, obstructions, etc., I can help you solve them for free."
Those students are a little confused.
"Does this teacher Zhang teach or not?"
"Injuries, obstructions, and the like are matters of martial arts doctors. The teacher only gives lectures. How can I manage these things?"
At this time, a classmate remembered: "By the way, when I looked at the information just now, I found that Teacher Zhang is a martial arts doctor!"
"And he is also the honorary president of the Wushu Association!"
Another classmate also screamed.
In this way, it was like a stone that caused a thousand waves of waves, and the students shouted in surprise one after another.
After all, after years of practice and fighting, cultivators will always have more or less hidden injuries and blocked meridians in their bodies, which require martial arts doctors to treat them.
But because the cost of medical treatment is too expensive, not everyone can afford it.
Now there are martial arts doctors who can treat them for free. How can this not make them excited?
"Me! I have a dark wound on my body!"
"I have it too!"
"Mr. Zhang, Chairman Zhang, I have always felt blocked in the meridians of my right arm."
The students stood up, very excited.
Zhang Fan nodded: "Well, time is limited, so just choose thirty."
Those students listened, and one after another rushed towards Zhang Fan in front of the podium.
Zhang Fan waved his hand: "Everyone sits back to their seats, according to the severity of your hidden injuries and blockages, those with serious hidden injuries and serious blockage will come first."
All the students naturally raised their hands one after another.
Zhang Fan ignored their hands and pointed directly to a student in the first row on the left: "Yours is the most serious, you come first."
When he said this, the entire class was taken aback.
They have also communicated in private on weekdays, and they generally know who has the more serious injuries and the lesser ones.
And the person that Teacher Zhang casually pointed to was the person with the most serious hidden injury in their class. Every time he practiced, his left waist would suffer severe pain for a while.
This is too amazing!
You don’t even need to get the pulse, just glance at everyone, and you know who is the most sick and who is the least sick?
This……
God doctor!
All the students were extremely happy.
The student who was spotted by Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief and walked over blankly.
Zhang Fan stretched out his right index finger and thumb, suddenly pinched a piece of meat on the student's left waist, and then twisted it hard.
"what--"
The student was so painful that he almost suffocated and let out a scream like a pig.
The expressions of the other students changed one by one.
Isn't it about treatment?
No sight, no sight, no question, let alone cut.
I pinched it directly, and twisted it so hard, it hurts.
What is this?
The student who was screwed was pale with pain at this time, and his eyes protruded slightly.
The teacher next to him hurriedly called: "Mr. Zhang, this..."
But at this moment, Zhang Fan retracted his hand and said, "Okay, try to practice."
After the student was released by Zhang Fan, he was afraid that Zhang Fan would pinch and twist~EbookFREE.me~ and quickly withdrew a few steps back, hitting the table behind him and almost collapsed.
I opened the clothes around my waist and saw that it had long been twisted into purple and blue.
In his heart was 10,000 grass mud horses rumbling past.
Nima, isn't it that it's easy to treat?
What are you doing?
Even if you are a martial artist, a teacher, a martial doctor, and the president of the martial arts association, you can't just do it casually, right?
But after hearing what Zhang Fan said, he glanced at Zhang Fan suspiciously.
After hesitating for a moment, he immediately sat down cross-legged and tried to cultivate.
As soon as the cultivation started, he frowned, waiting for the sharp pain in his waist every time he practiced.
But soon, his brows loosened.
Not only did he feel that his waist didn't have the pain in the previous practice, but it was warm and comfortable. This kind of comfort made him want to doze off.
After practicing for a while, the more you practice, the more comfortable you feel.
As for the previous pain, it has long since disappeared.
After another moment, he only felt his body breath surging rapidly, as if an invisible shock wave spread in his body.
He finally stopped practicing, opened his eyes and looked at his hands in disbelief.
"Sudden... breakthrough!"
His voice was trembling slightly.
Other students, including the teacher, looked at Zhang Fan in shock.
This casually pinched, twisted, can make people break through?
This can no longer be called a genius doctor, it can be called a god!
Sima Yu's eyes were almost falling out.
He teaches a class to make students break through, but like this, just a pinch and a twist can make people break through. What is the principle of Nima?
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