The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

"I'm not fighting anymore." Chen Beixuan patted the dust off his clothes and took a big step back.

Chen Guan smoothly withdrew his sickle and stood up straight.

"Your foundation is much more solid than that guy next to you named Long Ao," Chen Beixuan said, stroking the stubble on his chin, offering a very fair assessment.

Long Ao: "..."

Do you really have to mention me?

Poor Long Ao.

[Strengthen the dragon's lair!]

A barrage of comments flooded the screen. Chen Beixuan turned to face the stunned students and said, "The warm-up session is now over."

"Are you alright?" An Changqing carefully examined Chen Guan's hands, which were gripping the sickle.

"It's alright." Chen Guan put the sickle away again.

Based on his impression just now, he felt that Chen Beixuan's strength was far superior to Li Yan's.

As a teacher, this is really a waste of his talents.

"Quiet down, everyone." Chen Beixuan clapped his hands forcefully, interrupting the students' hushed conversation.

"Now we'll begin the lesson according to my rules."

"Listen up, everyone." Chen Beixuan pointed to the large circular playground outside the gymnasium.

"The first training session today is to run laps outside."

Several sighs of relief immediately came from the group.

Running laps is just a basic activity.

"Don't be too happy yet," Chen Beixuan grinned.

"My rules are very simple."

"The use of any form of spiritual power is strictly prohibited during the entire running lap."

"Even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy is detected by me." Chen Beixuan pointed to the open door of the martial arts hall.

"I'm giving you all a failing grade for this physical training class, and you'll have to repeat it."

Some students' expressions immediately turned quite unpleasant upon hearing these words.

Those who specialize in knowledge or spirituality usually don't pay attention to physical fitness, and their physical strength is not much better than that of ordinary people.

Running laps using only physical strength would nearly kill these people.

"Teacher," An Changqing raised his right hand in a question.

"How many laps do we need to run without assistance?"

"Not many." Chen Beixuan slowly held up two fingers.

"Only twenty laps."

A loud protest immediately erupted from the crowd.

Running the entire course with pure physical exertion would be a huge disaster for students who aren't muscle fanatics.

This is even more devilish than Li Yan.

"This is a classroom, protests are invalid." Chen Beixuan turned and walked towards the shade by the door.

"Start the timer now."

"The last ten students who finish the race will receive a special reward prepared by me personally."

The students dared not waste any more time and rushed toward the playground.

Chen Guan carried the heavy coffin and kept a steady pace at the middle and rear of the group. Fortunately, he was a well-rounded individual, so running was no big deal for him.

Chen Beixuan moved a deck chair from somewhere and sat comfortably on the edge of the playground.

He was slowly drinking hot water from a thermos with peeling paint.

"Run faster!" Chen Beixuan shouted at the passing group.

"Didn't the elites at Huaqing have breakfast?"

Chen Beixuan slowly drank a few sips of water, then took out a freshly washed red apple, wiped it on his clothes, and began to eat it with relish.

The crisp click sound was exceptionally clear on the silent playground, making the running students swallow hard and feel their throats even drier.

"Hey, kid, you're running too slowly."

He suddenly picked up a megaphone that had been prepared at some point, and his voice boomed across the playground: "Are you old folks taking a stroll? If you can't keep up the run, I can add a break exercise for you, how about running one step and then jumping?"

He even took out his phone and played a piece of upbeat music at full volume, as if urging the students on with the sound waves.

When a student staggered slightly due to exhaustion, Chen Beixuan would seize the opportunity to pick up the megaphone and shout, "Hey, out of energy? Did you play games too late last night? Young man, you can't be without energy!"

He even conjured up a parasol from somewhere, comfortably propped it up next to his recliner, and then took out a bag of potato chips, tore open the packaging, and started crunching away.

The sound drifted on the wind, attracting the attention of many students, who dared not stop.

He even gave a "keep going" gesture to a student who was running and panting, but mouthed the unspoken words, "So slow."

Countless students were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

At this moment, everyone's longing for Li Yan reached its peak.

After a long two hours, the grueling lap finally came to an end.

The students from Tianxuan and Tianshu classes lay sprawled on the ground, breathing heavily without any regard for their image.

Su Yuehe collapsed to the ground, too weak to even move a finger.

Even Long Ao's clothes were completely soaked with sweat, which shows how intense it was.

Chen Beixuan stood up from the recliner and walked to the group of people who were lying down.

"Rest here for five minutes." Chen Beixuan glanced down at the watch on his wrist.

"Get some rest, because after the next training session, I reckon you won't even have the strength to hold chopsticks."

The students let out another desperate wail, but Chen Beixuan easily suppressed all their discontent.

The method of suppression was also very simple: simply using physical force to subdue people.

Five minutes later, everyone dragged their leaden steps back into the spacious venue.

A long row of specially made metal horizontal bars has been lowered onto the open space in the center of the venue.

"The second training item." Chen Beixuan reached out and patted the alloy column of the horizontal bar heavily.

Pull-ups.

"The rules are exactly the same as the previous laps."

"The use of any superpowers or gadgets is prohibited."

"Boys and girls are not limited in the class; everyone is treated equally."

"One hundred is the passing score for each person."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the room.

Do one hundred standard pull-ups without any special abilities.

This is completely and without any limits to exploit the physical potential of their bodies.

"Anyone who doesn't finish one hundred today doesn't need to leave through this gate," Chen Beixuan ordered, pointing to the row of horizontal bars above.

"Let's begin immediately."

Long Ao was the first to stride up to the horizontal bar and jump onto it with all his might.

The enhanced physical attributes of the build demonstrated an absolute advantage in raw power at this moment.

[One hundred pull-ups and you still want to seal away superpowers? My god, Teacher Fengzi.]

This new teacher must be a devil just pulled out of the torture chamber.

I wouldn't even dare to dream of doing 100 pull-ups.

No matter how angry the comments were, it didn't affect the start of Chen Beixuan's grueling training.

Soon, only heavy breathing and the faint rustling of clothes filled the spacious venue.

In the beginning, everyone was able to barely hold on thanks to their usual foundation.

By the time they reached fifty, quite a few people had lost their strength in their arms and fallen off the bar.

Chen Beixuan strolled leisurely through the crowd, carrying a thermos.

He would occasionally speak up and give pointers to those classmates whose movements were severely distorted.

"Pay attention to tightening your core muscles." Chen Beixuan walked to Long Ao's side, who was trembling all over.

"Don't just rely on brute force to pull."

Long Ao gritted his teeth, his neck turning red.