Zhang Fan felt secretly happy.

He felt that Sima Yu would definitely not dare to be humble again after being slapped in the face like this.

However, he obviously underestimated Sima Yu's inferiority.

After Sima Yu took two deep breaths, the paleness on his face recovered a little.

The stiff smile also became much gentler.

He said to the students: "So I said that Teacher Zhang taught better. Now I will ask Teacher Zhang to teach you a theoretical lesson."

After saying that, he stepped aside.

He said in his heart: Zhang Fan, I just see how you ended today!

After hesitating for a while, the students burst into applause.

They barely recognized Zhang Fan.

Seeing that it was impossible for Zhang Fan to shirk it at this time, he simply came to the podium generously.

With a sense of a teacher's majesty, he glanced at the hundred students below.

The students below were all silent, wanting to hear what the lecture was like by Teacher Zhang, who could surpass Teacher Sima.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, with a sense of confidence and grandeur, and a calm smile on his face, saying:

"As far as the theory is concerned, I don't."

"puff……"

"puff……"

"puff……"

One hundred students from the audience spewed out one after another.

If you don’t know, you won’t know. You are so confident, so calm and so confident.

How thick should this face be!

The teacher next to him almost spit out.

I thought to myself, this Teacher Zhang is just here to make a funny thing, right?

Of course, those students and teachers did not think that what Zhang Fan said was the truth.

After all, no teacher said so righteously what he didn't know.

Sima Yu almost spit it out.

But then he sneered disdainfully.

He knew that Zhang Fan really couldn't.

Hehe, this time it's OK.

I see how you pass this level today.

Zhang Fan didn't seem to think that he was anything strange about this.

Instead, he said to the students: "Students, I was visiting the headquarters of the Warriors Association today, and the time is limited. Since you are so enthusiastic, it is hard for me to refuse. If you do this, you will be exempted from lectures. I can help you solve the problem for free if you have any hidden injuries or blockages during your practice and fighting."

The students were all a little confused.

"Does this teacher Zhang teach or not?"

"Secret injuries, blockages, etc. are the affairs of martial arts doctors. The teacher only cares about teaching, so why do you take care of these things?"

At this time, a classmate remembered: "By the way, when I was reading the information just now, I found that Teacher Zhang was a martial arts doctor!"

"And it is also the honorary president of the Wushu Association!"

Another classmate also screamed.

In this way, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves, and the students shouted in surprise.

After all, after years of cultivation and fighting, the practitioner always has more or less hidden injuries and meridian blockages in his body, and needs a martial arts doctor to treat it.

But because the treatment costs of martial arts are too expensive, not everyone can appreciate it.

Now there are martial arts doctors who can treat them for free, how can they not be excited?

"I! I have hidden injuries!"

“I have, too!”

"Teacher Zhang, President Zhang, I feel like my right arm meridian has been blocking."

The students stood up one after another, extremely excited.

Zhang Fan nodded: "Well, time is limited, so I will only choose thirty."

After hearing this, the students rushed towards Zhang Fan in front of the podium.

Zhang Fan waved his hand: "Everyone sat back to their seats. According to the severity of the hidden injuries and stagnation on your body, if the hidden injuries are severe, if the stagnation is severe, then if the stagnation is severe, then the stagnation is severe."

The students naturally raised their hands again.

Zhang Fan ignored their raising of his hand and pointed directly at a student in the first row on the left: "Your worst, come first."

When he said this, the whole class was stunned.

They have communicated privately on weekdays, and generally know who has a serious injury and who has a milder injury.

The person Mr. Zhang casually refers to is the most serious injury in their class. Every time he practices, his left waist will hurt for a while.

This is amazing!

I don’t even need to take my pulse. I just glanced at everyone and knew who is the worst and who is the worst?

this……

Miracle doctor!

The students were extremely happy.

The student who was pointed at by Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief and walked over blankly.

Zhang Fan stretched out his index finger and thumb with his right hand, and suddenly pinched a piece of meat on the left waist of the student, and then twisted it hard.

"ah--"

The student was so twisted that he almost suffocated and let out a scream like a pig.

The other students all changed their expressions.

Didn't it mean treatment?

I don’t see, I don’t hear, I don’t ask, I don’t see the truth.

I just pinched it up and twisted it so hard, it hurts to see it.

What's going on?

The student who was twisted was so painful that his face turned pale and his eyes were a little prominent.

The teacher next to him quickly shouted: "Teacher Zhang, this..."

But at this moment, Zhang Fan withdrew his hand and said, "Okay, try to practice."

After the student was released by Zhang Fan, he was afraid that Zhang Fan would pinch and twist it again, so he quickly stepped back a few steps, and almost poured out the table behind him.

When I opened my waist, I saw that it had been twisted into purple and blue.

In his heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses rumbled by.

Damn, didn’t you say it was easy to cure the disease?

What do I do if I pinch and twist?

Even if you are a warrior, a teacher, a martial arts doctor, or a president of the Wushu Medical Association, you can't just do it like this casually, right?

But after hearing Zhang Fan's words, he glanced at Zhang Fan in confusion.

After hesitating for a moment, he immediately sat cross-legged and tried to practice.

At the beginning of his practice, he frowned, waiting for the severe pain coming from his waist every time he practiced.

However, soon, his brows loosened.

Because he felt that his waist was not as painful as he had in his previous practice, but was warm and comfortable. This comfort made him unable to help but want to doze off.

After practicing for a while, the more I practiced, the more I felt more comfortable.

As for the pain in the past, it has long disappeared.

After a moment, he felt his breath surging rapidly, as if an invisible shock wave spreading in his body.

He finally stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Breakthrough...break!"

His voice was trembling slightly.

The other students, including the teacher, looked at Zhang Fan in shock.

This can easily pinch and twist it, and you can make a breakthrough?

This can no longer be called a miracle doctor, it can be called a god!

Sima Yu's eyes were almost falling out.
Chapter completed!