This Ultraman Has No Morals

Three seconds later, Okamoto's nose was bleeding all over his face, and he fell to the ground and passed out, while the noisy crowd fell silent for a moment.

One punch, Okamoto fell to the ground with just one punch, and Wurm didn't even move his feet.

Worm took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the blood on his fist, watching what the crowd said.

"Who else?"

No one in the crowd dared to speak, Worm nodded and pointed to the playground behind him.

"If no one comes out to challenge, let's start training. Don't worry, we will not give you high-intensity training when we meet for the first time today. Just warm up. Then go back and rest, and start training tomorrow."

Hearing Worm say that he was just warming up, his tense nerves relaxed a little.

Instructor Qin Yang is powerful, and he seems to be a very nice person.

This is most of the students' first impression of Wurm, of course, it is limited to the first impression.

"Just this playground, run fifty laps, and disband after running."

After speaking, Worm walked to the lawn of the playground and sat down, but watched the crowd without moving.

"Run, run quickly, I'm busy getting off work."

One of the students swallowed.

"Instructor... This playground is specially made. It's not a 400-meter circle, but a [-]-kilometer circle."

Worm patted his head.

"Ah, sorry, forgot."

The students breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Wurm also said that it was his first time as an instructor. It is normal that he has no idea about this detail.

"Change it, everyone laps a hundred times, run!"

"!!!!!!!!!"

Although they were reluctant, the newcomers all started to run. The reason was very simple. Apart from the original Okamoto, there were a few more fainted companions on one side of the lawn. There was no doubt that this was Wurm's handwriting.

Three hours later, Worm looked at the darkening sky and sighed, patted his buttocks and stood up.

"Well, it's half past nine, I'm off work, you keep running, really, you haven't run [-] kilometers in three hours, you are the worst class I have ever led."

Rookie: "???"

Worm ignored the angry eyes of the newcomers, and walked towards the dormitory whistling with his hands behind his back.

Just happened to meet Dagu who was also going back to the dormitory.

"Qin Yangjun, how is the training?"

Wurm looked bitter.

"Don't mention it, these guys are so bad, they didn't even complete a warm-up in three hours."

Dagu was a little surprised.

"No way, what kind of warm-up did you ask them to do? It's too difficult for them to not be able to do it for a while, and it's normal."

"Of course I do, so I just let them run."

Dagu showed a regretful expression.

"It's just that running can't be done. They are indeed a little bad, but I believe that after Qin Yangjun's training, they will definitely be able to transform."

"I think so too. By the way, Dagu, have you encountered such a bad classmate in training before?"

Dagu shook his head.

"TC's warm-up runs are indeed more than normal training, but in the first training we all ran down the ten kilometers."

"ten kilometers?"

"That's right... wait, Qin Yangjun, how many kilometers did you let them run?"

"Uh... one hundred kilometers."

Dagu opened his mouth wide.

"One hundred kilometers? Even if they run until tomorrow, they won't be able to finish it."

Worm scratched his head.

"But I usually warm up to [-] kilometers?"

Dagu was a little speechless.

"You are Ultraman and they are human, go tell them to stop, otherwise something will happen."

Worm had no choice but to say goodbye to Dagu, turned around and ran to the training ground.

Chapter 30, the so-called training

"Hey, sure enough, after I left, these guys also ran away, which made me come here for nothing."

When Worm returned to the playground, there was no one on it. Just as he was about to go home, a young figure stumbled over from the corner in the distance.

"Is there anyone else running? This guy is quite stubborn."