My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 3 Start Simulation

In the center of the arena, Xu Xiu was tossing and turning like a nimble black swift. Although he intentionally slowed down his movements, it did not affect his crispness in the slightest.

There is a degree of relaxation between each move and one move, which looks very charming and full of beauty.

From the perspective of boxing, it is easy to fight fast and difficult to fight slowly. Xu Xiu has such superb boxing skills, no wonder he was selected as the martial arts instructor of the Dajiang Gang.

At this time, Li Changkong was quite a distance away from the high platform, but because of his better eyesight, he could still see Xu Xiu's movements relatively clearly.

The positions in the school field are arranged according to their strengths. Standing in the front with strong strengths, they can see Xu Xiu's movements more clearly, and the teaching effect is better.

As the weakest person in the dormitory, Li Changkong could only be ranked last.

It's not that his predecessor was lazy and didn't study hard. On the contrary, he can be said to be one of the most diligent people present.

The reason for this is that Li Changkong's physical fitness did not meet the recruitment standards of the Dajiang Gang. He came in through connections, and his physical fitness can be said to be the worst among all the current preparation gang members!

Li Changkong's cousin had saved the life of a warrior of the Dajiang Gang many years ago, and later this warrior broke through to rank nine and became a small boss.

Because the cousin has no heirs, he originally planned to use this favor to ask this warrior for a sum of money to spend his old age peacefully.But he saw that Li Changkong's life without father and mother was very pitiful, so he was moved with compassion, and used this precious favor on his nephew, sending him to the Dajiang Gang.

Yuan Zhen himself was not an idiot, and tried to get closer to the warrior after he came in.

But people are not as good as heaven, and soon there was a conflict between the Dajiang Gang and the Nujiao Gang, and the warrior was also killed in this conflict.

Therefore, Li Changkong, who has poor self-strength and no background, has become the bottom one who is ready to help the crowd and suffers from bullying.

In just one stick of kung fu, a set of Wave Die Fist was finished, Xu Xiu slowly withdrew her momentum, her face was not flushed or panting, her expression was as usual.

Looking around, there were very few people like him in the entire playground, and most of them were flushed and sweating profusely.

At this time, Li Changkong's complexion was already pale, his lips were bloodless, and his chest felt like needles were being pricked, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Li Changkong knew that this was a sign of being too weak.

As a well-known Jiangzhou boxing technique of the Dajiang Gang, Langdiquan is famous for its continuous offensive. After the offensive is launched, it is like waves on the river, wave after wave, until the enemy is overwhelmed and submerged.

Therefore, this boxing method has an outstanding effect on the physical fitness of the user, which is one of the reasons why the Dajiang Gang uses it as an introductory boxing method for disciples to practice.

After panting for a while, Li Changkong heard the chant of sex in the distance.

A look of joy appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.

At this time, other people on the school grounds also heard the sound, and stretched their necks in unison, looking like giraffes, which seemed a little funny.

Not long after, under the earnest eyes of everyone, a group of people walked over carrying several large wooden barrels, shouting.

"Dong dong."

There was a dull landing sound.

Strong body soup, here we come.

Amid the yelling of the leader, everyone lined up in a long line. Unfortunately, Li Changkong was still the last one in line.

As the team continued to shorten, Li Changkong's heart beat faster and faster.

The moment of destiny is coming.

Seeing that the last person in front has returned to the queue with a big bowl.

Li Changkong took a deep breath and walked forward.

He took the body soup from the cook, and—

All in one drink!

The audience was shocked!

The crowd behind Li Changkong exploded like water being poured into a boiling oil pan.

Among them, some people who already knew the truth looked at Hong Zongyuan with gloating eyes.

The Dajiang Gang does not stipulate that the gang members must drink the soup on the spot after receiving it. As long as you don’t take it out of the station and sell it to others, whether you give it to others or sell it to others depends on your personal choice. , The Dajiang Gang doesn't care.

Under such relaxed conditions, the strongest in each dormitory can show their skills in the dormitory without a teacher, exploiting the strong body soup of other people in their own dormitory!This undoubtedly exacerbated the conflicts among the members, and some of the previous gang members were overthrown because of too much persecution.

The Dajiang Gang knew this well, but they didn't stop it. On the contrary, this was what they were happy to see, because what the Dajiang Gang wanted was a pack of wolves, not a flock of sheep!

To put it bluntly, the brutal competition has already begun since Li Changkong and the others first came in!

It is no exaggeration to say that from this moment on, Li Changkong is not only facing Hong Zongyuan alone, but the strongest in the other dormitories also regard him as a thorn in his side, because he is the first to resist.

But, so what?

Li Changkong's bushy eyebrows slashed like two swords, and he smiled contemptuously.

What he likes to do the most is say no to this kind of bastard.

Among the crowd, Hong Zongyuan's face was as gloomy as black charcoal when he felt the strange eyes from around him.

"How dare he? How dare this cowardly bastard?"

Hong Zongyuan wished he could tear Li Changkong to pieces right away.

With so many people present, only Li Changkong chose to resist. Doesn't this mean that Hong Zongyuan's methods are not as clever as the others?
This is a great shame and humiliation to Hong Zongyuan, who has always regarded himself very highly.

He decided that in today's sparring session, he must smash Li Changkong's bones inch by inch in front of everyone present, so as to regain his majesty!
Under the eyes of curiosity, admiration, and sarcasm from all the audience.

Li Changkong calmly walked back to his place. When passing by Hong Zongyuan, he even stopped for a long hiccup, and then raised his eyebrows proudly at Hong Zongyuan.

Hong Zongyuan's cheeks were suddenly clenched, and the people next to him could even clearly hear the sound of teeth grinding.

He stared fixedly ahead, as if the strange eyes of the people around him did not exist at all.

It's nothing to be concerned about, it's just a jumping clown, he can easily crush it to death.

He tried his best to look calm, but it could be seen from his clenched hands that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Back in the queue, Li Changkong's eyes were as calm as water, and the medicinal soup in his stomach was like a ball of flames, burning his face hot.

Without hesitation, Li Changkong called out the system panel, and watched it begin to simulate the 120/100 behind it.

His hanging heart finally let go.

Immediately, Li Changkong's eyes showed a hint of determination, whether he died or lived, it all depended on this encounter!

His mind moved.

Simulation - Go!
(End of this chapter)