Chapter 50: Fight

　　 Thinking of the martial arts learning system, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.
　　 Now in this world, the martial arts learning system is the top learning equipment.
　　 But such equipment is extremely expensive.
　　 I am afraid there is not one in the entire W partition.
　　 There are only more than ten in the entire safety zone.
　　 You must be powerful and powerful to get one.
　　 Most people don’t even think about it.
　　 But when Zhang Fan was in the 301 Laboratory before, there were fifty cylindrical rooms, and each room had a martial arts learning system.
　　Although the laboratory has been destroyed, the fifty-odd martial arts learning systems are probably not destroyed.
　　 Talent, one is understanding ability, and the other is practical ability.
　　 From Zhang Fan's point of view, Wang Dong's talent is poor, mainly due to his ability to understand.
　　 Many times, my mind can't turn around at all.
　　 If he could find a few martial arts learning systems, then Wang Dong would not have to work hard to understand how to slash with the sword, could he just instill it in his head?
　　 And Zhang Fan also has many questions in his mind, and he needs to go to the laboratory to find it.
　　 Of course, he can't go by himself.
　　 After the laboratory exploded, it was almost buried.
　　 He must take these students and dig out those things.
　　 It's just that these students now, except for Zhuge Liang, the strength of the other students is too low.
　　 You must think of a way to improve it.
　　……
　　 After dinner in the afternoon, Zhang Fan practiced drawing a knife in his dormitory.
　　 Although drawing a sword and breaking through to Dacheng, it only needs an opportunity.
　　 But he still has to practice.
　　 There are only thousands of exercises, so when that opportunity really comes, the breakthrough will be smoother.
　　 Now, thick calluses have been developed in his hands.
　　 No matter how you draw the knife, there will be no more blood bubbles.
　　 Sweat rolled down from the forehead and entered the eyes, making the eyes hurt.
　　 He wiped the corner of his clothes casually and continued to practice.
　　 practiced until about eleven o'clock at night.
　　 At this time, I heard a voice from the dormitory downstairs: "Teacher up, it's so late, you are making noise on it, so you don't want people to rest?"
　　 Zhang Fan has been here for two days and knows a few people.
　　 Hearing this person's voice, I knew it was Yu Deliang, the head teacher of the Rocket Class.
　　 He smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I forgot the time I practiced. Excuse me."
　　 Yu Deliang's voice came from below: "Practice until so late, beware of getting into trouble!"
　　 When Zhang Fan heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
　　 Yu Deliang's words seemed like a joke, but everyone could hear the meaning in his tone.
　　 is a bit like cursing myself.
　　 Nima's brain is okay, right?
　　 is also a teacher anyhow, didn't I just interrupt your rest unintentionally? Is it necessary to curse me so viciously?
　　 After another thought, Zhang Fan seemed to understand a little bit.
　　 Zhuge Liang seems to be from Yu Deliang's class clamoring to transfer to her own class.
　　 Yu Deliang may be a bit unhappy in his tone because of his grudge.
　　 Thinking of this, Zhang Fan was relieved.
　　 Such a stingy teacher, why bother with him?
　　 just ignore him.
　　……
　　 The next morning, Zhang Fan still let the students study by himself, but he himself still put his feet on the desk in a daze.
　　 In fact, he was thinking about how to quickly improve the strength of these students.
　　 Before long, he thought of two ways.
　　 It's just that these two methods are not the time right now. You have to wait a few more days.
　　 After eating at noon, Zhang Fan came to the college library again to learn about the world.
　　 Seeing that the time was approaching half past two, Zhang Fan was thinking of getting up and going to the training hall for a martial arts class.
　　 At this time, a figure was seen running in panting.
　　 ran and shouted: "Mr. Zhang, it's not good, it's a fight, it's a fight, go and see..."
　　The person who came in was Zhang Fan's most inferior student, Wang Dong.
　　 Zhang Fan was taken aback and asked: "What's the matter?"
　　Wang Dong said: "I...I just went to the training hall...I saw..."
　　 He was out of breath and couldn't speak for a while.
　　 Zhang Fan simply waved his hand: "Say while walking."
　　……
　　 Training Hall, Field 15
　　 This field was originally the smallest piece of the entire training field.
　　 The venue used to be enough, so basically no one would come to this venue for training.
　　 But somehow today, there are classes in all other venues.
　　 Only this last piece of venue 15 remains.
　　 The venue is already full of people.
　　 The five students in the middle are Zhang Fan's five students: the four great Ming Shao and Zhuge Liang.
　　 is surrounded by more than 100 students.
　　 These students have a name badge on each chest. There is a big "one" on the name badge, which means they are freshmen in the first year.
　　 is two small characters "Rocket".
　　 This means they are first-year rocket students.
　　 Each of them wore the same short sleeves, with the word "Rocket" on the back.
　　 At least from the perspective of appearance, they are more than one grade better than those of the scum class.
　　 At this time, a student in the Rocket class pointed to Zhuge Liang and said,
I don’t want to wait for a good Rocket class. I have to go to the scum scum squad and become a scum scum. It’s a waste of your talent.

　　 Zhuge Liang sneered, ignoring him at all.
　　 Gao Daxiao said: "Don't change the subject~EbookFREE.me~ We are talking about the venue now. Everything has a first-come-first-served basis. It should belong to us if our class comes first. Why do you want to grab it?"
　　 The Rocket class student laughed and said, "Why are you assigned to the scumbag class, and you have been assigned a teaching assistant with little teaching experience as a teacher, don't you have any points in your mind?"
Another student in the Rocket class sneered:
With your IQ, I’m afraid I don’t know it in my heart. Then I will tell you that your talent is too inferior and has been given up by the college, so I was assigned to the scum class. Teacher Zhazha is the head teacher. Am I clear enough?"
The third rocket class student spoke again: "Since you have all been abandoned by the academy, what else can you train? Don't take up the resources of the academy. Just give us this space. You can find a corner at will. Just draw a circle."
　　 These four famous young men are all famous dudes.
　　 Only they bullied people, where have they been bullied?
　　 They wanted to grab three points unreasonably, and now they took the reason, and without hesitation, they threw their punches at the three rocket students.
　　 Zhuge Liang is also a genius among geniuses. Now that he is called by people one by one, how could he stand it?
　　 also raised his fist and rushed to the Rockets squad.
　　 But they are too few in number after all, and compared with the more than one hundred people in their class, the gap is too big.
　　 Although Zhuge Liang is a Level 5 quasi-spirit, he has too little actual combat experience.
　　 I want him to be one enemy to ten, but one enemy to seven or eighty is impossible.
　　 In less than a moment, the five people were surrounded by the Rockets group. They punched them and made their noses and faces swollen.
　　 At this moment, at the entrance of the training hall, Zhang Fan's figure flashed, and he jumped in.