I can modify reality difficulty

Chapter 93 Another one!
When Teacher Liu made this request to him at first, Chu Tianming was puzzled.

Of course, he was also very happy while he was puzzled, because it was not difficult for him at all.

But he was really curious why Teacher Liu would make such a request.

If the purpose of "beating up other noble opponents" is to cultivate talents, and to donate the exercises to Chu Tianming in a way almost "charitable", if the task is only to encourage him to practice harder, then that would be true. It also makes sense.

But there is always a reason for this "especially when you meet people from the Zhao family, you have to beat them hard".

I don't know if Teacher Liu has a personal grievance with the people of the Zhao family, or if Teacher Liu also lay down with a gun when the Zhao family was domineering before, so he has resentment towards the entire Zhao family.

Chu Tianming also asked Mr. Liu why, but Mr. Liu just smiled and said, "Don't ask too many questions, children", and then patted him on the shoulder to encourage him to beat the Zhao family members to death.

It's okay to fight to the death, but it's very difficult to kill, especially since this is the home of other people's homes. If you really want to kill your opponent, it will probably be very troublesome later.

But in other words, as long as you don't kill them, it shouldn't be a big problem if you hit them ruthlessly.

Thinking of this, Chu Tianming glanced past the teachers and staff, and glanced at the group of students at the end, wondering in his heart if any of these people belonged to the Zhao family.

There was an inexplicable chill in the heart of the student who looked at Chu Tianming.

Director Yan from No. [-] Middle School and Director Zhao from Noble High School just exchanged a few words of pleasantries—mainly because Director Yan is very cold and doesn’t like to talk, which caused Director Zhao to fail to get what he deserved for several times of polite words full of "aristocratic demeanor". In response, he gradually stopped talking.

Although he still kept that polite smile on his face, no one knew if he was cursing in his heart.

"This time I specially brought outstanding students from the school to welcome you," Director Zhao said. "Everyone can exchange feelings in advance. Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

"The ghost game is second," a student beside Chu Tianming murmured in a low voice, "Last year, the champion of the senior three group was tied. Those nobles have been arguing with the school for a long time and demanded that they win."

Chu Tianming said that this is very in line with the style of the nobility.

"Wuyang No. [-] Middle School is the second extraordinary high school in Wuyang City. It has trained a large number of talents for Wuyang City, so this year we specially prepared a welcome ceremony for you. Come and welcome the students of Wuyang No. [-] Middle School Bar!"

Following Director Zhao's order, the burly men withdrew, and the students at the back stood in two rows, dressed in gorgeous school uniforms with a uniform style, and the dark blue main body was decorated with different details. They all walked towards Wuyang together. The students in the middle school were obviously prepared in advance.

On the other hand, in Wuyang City, the school does not force them to wear school uniforms, and there is no time to make any preparations in advance. At this moment, they are standing sparsely together without even forming a formation.

Because of such great enemies as ferocious beasts, martial arts prevail in most cities in this world, and Wuyang City is no exception.

These students who stepped forward in unison gradually shifted their aura and breathing rhythm into a strange synchronous state as they walked, and the spirits and spirits of the twenty people actually blended together, turning into an invisible aura rise up.

As these students approached step by step, this aura became stronger and stronger, like a transparent wall, approaching the faces of the students of Wuyang No. [-] Middle School, there was a kind of feeling that made people feel tight and difficult to breathe a feeling of.

"It's the prototype of an army formation." Tong Yuyao stood next to Chu Tianming and whispered.

"What is the prototype of an army formation?" Chu Tianming was curious.

"Soldiers who practice the same formation method can link and fuse part of each other's strength, which is the foundation of the army's combat. After the formation of the army formation, the power will be multiplied geometrically," Tong Yuyao explained in a low voice, "These students It should be to cultivate a real military formation, but it is only superficial and has no shape, so it can only scare people with aura, which has almost no increase in actual combat power."

After a pause, Tong Yuyao added in a low voice: "In my family's army, they are probably at the level of reserve soldiers, and formal soldiers can already form an army formation proficiently."

Do you have a legion at home?

Chu Tianming took a look at Tong Yuyao, and became more and more curious about what kind of family she was.

However, momentum is an illusory feeling after all, and the specific effect depends largely on the mentality of both parties. He has never felt that these people are any kind of threat, and their momentum is basically non-existent in his feelings.

Hearing that Tong Yuyao didn't intend to go to Versailles for science and technology, these students felt nondescript in his eyes.

After all, if you really want to talk about nobles, the silly white and sweet young lady next to him may have a family behind her that is stronger than the entire Wuyang City, and the so-called noble children in front of you feel like landlords and squires.

Look at Xia Chen and Qiu Yan, as well as the girl in the crowd who confronted Xia Chen at the school's Yulan Festival party not long ago, all of them didn't change their expressions.

Even the girl named "Du Yue" who was born in the "Yuntai Sect" had an undisguised expression on her face, as if she was "mocking a bumpkin".

Needless to say, even as a teammate, Chu Tianming felt that she was a little underwhelmed.

But apart from them, most of the other [-] or so students are not in good condition, only a few can calm down, and most of them lost their composure in the face of this approaching momentum, with shortness of breath, cold sweat and even pale complexion. some.

Just as these people were stepping forward step by step, Chu Tianming suddenly took a step forward, raised his hands and applauded loudly, "Well done! Reward!"

"Good job" is barely normal.

"Reward" is not like a human sentence.

Some people in the noble ranks did their best at that time—are we here to show you off?Who is here to ask you for a reward?Besides, what reward do you call a group of civilians?Do you deserve it?

Originally, their army formation was a temporary practice, and they could barely maintain it. At this moment, a few people's mentality changed, and they couldn't maintain the army formation normally.

Someone glared at Chu Tianming.

"Why are you standing there? Applause!" Chu Tianming shouted to the other students behind him.

The thirty or so people were stunned for a moment, Xia Chen was the first to applaud, and the others hurriedly followed suit as if they had just woken up from a dream, and the school gate was thunderous with applause.

Director Zhao and the other students turned pale.

While applauding, Xia Chen looked at Chu Tianming's back and frowned slightly - no, he couldn't just steal the limelight by himself.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Chen's eyes lit up, and before the applause ended, he shouted loudly: "One more!"

This is even less human than "reward".

Following Xia Chen's opening, someone in the team mustered up the courage to shout, "One more!"

"One more!" "One more!"

Then the second person shouted, the third shouted, and then they couldn't stop.

Amidst the warm applause, there were enthusiastic "one more" sentences. Those who didn't know thought it was some kind of "circus acrobatics show on campus" activity or something.

The faces of Director Zhao and the other students were as dark as the bottom of a pot.

(End of this chapter)