Douluo: I'm really a healing spirit master

Chapter 55 I Mean Teacher Xiao Tang Is Really Handsome
Regarding Tang Yi's status as the head coach, the master has been displeased with him for a long time.

A 12-year-old kid, but his position is obtrusively above him, and he also said that taking his class, he guarantees that students can break through to the Title Douluo before they are 30 years old.

It's a big tooth that wants to laugh people off!
Inviting Tang Yi to watch his trainees has no other meaning.

The master simply wanted to tell Tang Yi that teaching like Tang Yi's was not good at all, and that he, Yu Xiaogang, was the real teaching that was useful to the students.

"Okay!" Tang Yi readily agreed.

Tang Yi didn't know what the master was thinking at all. He had planned to go to see it. The invitation from the master could only be said to coincide with each other.

"Then you go there first, at the gate of the academy, I'll come right after I change the water." The master said.

"Okay!" Tang Yi gave an OK gesture.

All the way to the gate of the college.

At this time, there was no one at the gate of the courtyard, only a dilapidated wooden table and a few porcelain bowls.

After waiting on the spot for a while, the master came out carrying a wooden bucket.

And on a small hill in the distance, several small figures gradually approached from Soto City towards Shrek Academy.

Seeing this situation, Tang Yi could not help but frown slightly.

"When soul masters are fighting, besides soul power and soul skills, physical strength is also very important. I let the students bear their own limit loads and run back and forth from the academy to Soto City to exercise their physical strength. and durability." Seeing Tang Yi frowning, the master explained in a flat tone.

"What age is this? Does training physical endurance require such a primitive method as putting stones in bamboo baskets?" Tang Yi expressed his confusion.

[Ding, the negative emotion value from Yu Xiaogang is +29. 】

Originally, the master wanted Tang Yi to see that this was the correct way to train students.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yi questioned his method as outdated as soon as he came up.

"Listen to the head coach, do you have a better method than mine?" The master's tone was still flat, but from his slightly raised eyebrows, it could be seen that he was extremely upset at this moment.

Grandmaster thinks that there is nothing wrong with his research on martial arts and the set of training methods designed for everyone. As a professional researcher on martial arts, he believes in his own judgment.

But now, a teenage brat openly questioned that his method was outdated!
At this moment, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu and the others ran back panting one by one carrying bamboo baskets filled with stones.

The sweaty appearance, the male students are fine, but the three female students are not quite right.

It's summer now, and everyone wears less clothes. At this time, the clothes are soaked in sweat and stuck to the skin of the three women. Although the clothes are blocking it, it is not very real, but the real outline is completely exposed. in front of you.

Regarding the master's question, Tang Yi did not answer, but pointed to the three women and asked. "The deputy head coach's so-called physical training, does he really want to train, or is he playing hooligans in the name of training?"

Glancing over there, the master hastily turned around with a stiff face.

When he was formulating the training plan, he really did not expect such a thing to happen.

"They are still young, it's nothing at all, I'm here to train the students' physical fitness, and I'm doing it for their own good!" The master said in a blunt tone.

"For the sake of the students, this is not a reason at all. The youngest of us is eleven or twelve years old. According to the mainland's practice, we will be able to marry in two years." Tang Yi snorted coldly.

"I admit that I was negligent when formulating the training plan. If you have a better training method, I can follow your method." The master stared at Tang Yi blankly.

"If you want to become stronger, you need to pay some price."

"You want to train everyone's physical fitness. I have no objection to that. I just want to say that your method is too backward." Tang Yi glanced at him.

Physical fitness is not like soul power. There are many ways to cultivate soul power, but there is only one way to train physical fitness, and that is uninterrupted training day after day, year after year.

Of course, except for Tang Yi, who directly drinks stamina potions.

"Oh."

Hearing this, the master raised his eyes and looked at him. "The head coach means, is there a better training method than my bamboo basket?"

"Of course!"

With a wave of his hand, several sets of weight-bearing sandbag suits appeared on the table in front of the two of them.

"This is called a sandbag. It contains iron sand. The weight can be controlled as the iron sand in it increases or decreases. These are tied to the hands and legs, and this gown can be worn directly on the body. This can not only achieve the purpose of weight training, but also prevent exposure." Tang Yi showed the master one by one.

These are specially ordered by Tang Yi who went to Soto City in the past two days. There are seven sets in total, and each of the seven students has one.

This thing can also be realized with the realization of thoughts. After all, there is no difficulty in such simple things. It is just an item realized by the realization of thoughts, and only Tang Yi can use it.

This is just a martial soul, not that he can create everything like a creator god.

He took a sandbag and tried it on. The master nodded approvingly. This thing called a sandbag is really good.

Not to mention that the problem of female students disappearing is solved, the key is that it is still very convenient.

Wearing this sandbag on the body will not affect other actions, that is to say, it can be worn on the body at twelve hours a day.

It is indeed much better than his method of putting stones in bamboo baskets.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​making this sandbag?" Seeing that Tang Yi really had something, the master was not so resistant to his identity as the head coach.

People are always tolerant of geniuses.

How did you come up with that?Tang Yi was slightly taken aback.

What do Fei Na's brain cells do? Do you need to think about it? Those crystallizations of wisdom from previous lives are just copied!
Of course, this cannot be said.

"I'm a genius." Tang Yi said shamelessly.

[Ding, the negative emotion value from the master is +29. 】

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat Tang Yi, the master really wanted to slap him in the face, saying that you are fat and you still have breathlessness, right?
"All of you, come here and replace the sandbags!" Turning his head to look at the seven students watching the play, the master spoke calmly.

Because Wuhun has mutated into a pig, I have suffered a lot of gossip and supercilious glances over the years. state of mind.

"This sandbag is really good. I don't have to worry about the little fat man's wretched eyes." Ning Rongrong praised.

"It's produced by Brother Yi, it's absolutely fine." Xiao Wu gave a thumbs up.

"En." Zhu Zhuqing also nodded coldly.

As soon as the sandbags were changed, the original beautiful scenery suddenly disappeared. Ma Hongjun, who was thankful for the master's training plan, suddenly had a chubby face with a frown.

"It was hard to get some benefits, but it disappeared in an instant. From now on, Tang Yi will be black forever!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Tang Yi, Dai Mubai all looked at him.

"I mean Teacher Xiao Tang is really handsome!" Shivering, Ma Hongjun smiled obsequiously with his fat face.

(End of this chapter)