Super Soldier in Campus

Chapter 1163 - 1168: Extreme Physical Training

For some reason, the three of them—Wang Zikai and the others—vaguely felt that Lin Feng’s smile was a little terrifying...What shocked all the students present next was that the old man teaching Ideological and Political Education actually pulled out a name list for the Business Management class from his bag right when it was almost time for class to end, and started calling roll!

"Damn, this old geezer is too sly, he actually really called roll. Good thing I didn’t sneak off just now because Brother Feng came back... otherwise I’d definitely lose the credits for this class!" Wang Zikai stole a fearful glance at the old man on the podium and said with lingering fear.

"Yeah... we really gotta thank Brother Feng!" Zhong Jialiang gave Lin Feng a wry look. If Lin Feng hadn’t suddenly come back, he would definitely have slipped back to the dorm to play computer games.

"Useless idiots..." Lin Feng shook his head, gave the two a contemptuous glance, and thought to himself, What’s there to be afraid of about losing credits? You can retake it anyway...

Just then, the professor on the podium suddenly called Lin Feng’s name, "Lin Feng?!"

"Here..." Lin Feng replied casually.

Then, the moment Lin Feng spoke, about eight or nine out of ten students in the Business Management class all whooshed around to look back, staring at Lin Feng in surprise, curiosity on their faces as they started whispering to each other...

"When did this guy Lin Feng come back to class? I didn’t see him before class just now! He really came and went like a ghost!"

"Yeah, and he actually showed up in this life-or-death roll call by the old man. This kid Lin Feng’s pretty lucky! If he hadn’t shown up, he’d be failing this course, right?"

"You’re overthinking it. Lin Feng scored almost full marks on the midterm for Ideological and Political Education. Even if all his usual scores got wiped out, as long as he gets above 90 on the final, no matter how you calculate it, his overall grade won’t be a fail! You should worry about yourself instead!"

"Shit, I forgot this guy’s that freakish in exams..."

...

Hearing these whispers drift into his ears, Lin Feng couldn’t help but give a smug smile. He’d thought the whole class had forgotten about him since he hadn’t shown up. Turns out that even though he’d been away from the "martial world" for a while, the legend of their "big bro" was still circulating!

The old man on the podium also showed a hint of surprise when he heard Lin Feng answer. He looked up and, after confirming it really was Lin Feng, finally relaxed his expression and put a check mark next to his name in the notebook...

After they finally endured until the old man finished calling everyone’s name and left the classroom, Lin Feng led Wang Zikai and the others to a slightly more secluded sports field.

"Stand in a line for me, stand properly!" Lin Feng barked at the three of them in a drill instructor’s tone. After making Wang Zikai and the other two form a neat row, he said in a deep voice, "There’s still two hours before school’s out. Within these two hours, you’re going to complete the following physical training: one hundred push-ups, then one hundred sit-ups, one hundred pull-ups, and then a five-kilometer run..."

At this point, Lin Feng deliberately paused and glanced at the three of them.

Sure enough, after hearing the training content, the three of them all showed relaxed smiles.

"Brother Feng, you’re looking down on us too much! Just this little bit of exercise and you’re giving us two whole hours to finish? I don’t even need thirty minutes to do all of it!" Wang Zikai grinned smugly at Lin Feng, full of confidence.

"Kai Zi’s right! Push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups—no matter how slow we go, ten minutes and they’re done. A five-thousand-meter run in twenty minutes is no big deal for us now either!" Zhong Jialiang also laughed rather smugly. You gotta know, a first-layer Inner Strength cultivator’s physical fitness is way better than a normal person’s. The exercises Lin Feng mentioned—if it were an ordinary person, they probably couldn’t finish in an hour, but for someone who’s practiced Inner Strength like Zhong Jialiang, this was an easy job.

Only Yang Ming had a trace of doubt flash through his eyes. He looked at Lin Feng with a strange expression, noticing that Lin Feng’s smile looked very meaningful, and he faintly sensed that something was off...

"Brother Feng’s request probably isn’t that simple, right? Is there another task after we finish all this?" Yang Ming asked, looking at Lin Feng a bit hesitantly.

"Is that so?" "Brother Feng..." Wang Zikai and Zhong Jialiang, who had just been feeling smug, froze their smiles the instant they heard Yang Ming’s words. They looked at Lin Feng in disbelief, their expressions turning odd as they spoke.

"Mm... the one who understands me is Yang Ming!" Lin Feng gave Yang Ming an approving look, then smiled and continued in a cold tone, "I know your physical strength is already much stronger than ordinary people’s, so what I just said is only one round of the training content! You’ve got a whole two hours, so of course you’re not just doing one round... Just like Zhong Jialiang said, you can easily finish one round in half an hour. Two hours, that’s just four rounds, not that hard, right?"

After he finished, Lin Feng looked at Wang Zikai and Zhong Jialiang with a bright smile, asking with an innocent face...

"Pfft... Boss, you might as well just kill us instead!" Tears instantly welled up in the corners of Wang Zikai’s eyes, and he almost dropped to his knees in front of Lin Feng... Even though his physical strength was a lot stronger than a normal person’s, if they actually followed all of Lin Feng’s requirements and completed all those exercises, someone was definitely going to die...

"Brother Feng, what you said makes sense and all, but did you forget that our stamina is limited... If we burn it all out, we really might keel over..." Zhong Jialiang looked at Lin Feng pitifully, his face full of bitterness. If he’d known, he wouldn’t have shown off just now. How did he forget that Brother Feng is a sadist...

Lin Feng just smiled without saying anything in response to their begging for mercy. He shifted his gaze to Yang Ming and asked with a smile, "Yang Ming, what do you think?"

Yang Ming stayed silent for a moment, then quietly looked at Lin Feng. After confirming that Lin Feng wasn’t joking, he didn’t say a word and simply started running...

Zhong Jialiang and Wang Zikai were shocked by Yang Ming’s reaction. They glanced at each other, then remembered those tragic times when Lin Feng stabbed their asses with needles, and immediately didn’t dare slack off, quickly running after Yang Ming...

Only then did Lin Feng show a genuine smile. He had almost pulled out the Silver Needle to prod them into running, but he hadn’t expected this kid Yang Ming to react so fast, actually dragging Wang Zikai and Zhong Jialiang into running with him. The Silver Needle in his hand hadn’t been needed—for the moment.

Of course, only for the moment! Next, Lin Feng knew he would definitely have use for the Silver Needle, not to scare people this time, but to save them.

Lin Feng knew that the extreme physical training regimen he’d arranged for the three of them had already completely exceeded their limits, but this was the only method he could think of to rapidly boost their strength, so he could only make his classmates push themselves as far as they could!

Under these circumstances, without Lin Feng watching over them from the side, the three of them would be in serious danger.

So Lin Feng had to keep the Silver Needle in hand, ready to use the Vitality Returning Needle to save lives at any moment!