Chapter 567 Win Zheng
"These so-called soldiers are not even as good as the weakest fighters in our Great Qin Army." Qin Shihuang said again.

Lin Hao was speechless

Can you stop putting gold on your face?You are so awesome, why don't you hang up?
"You two!"

The black-faced instructor looked over with a straight face, waved his hand, and said:
"One hundred push-ups, do it immediately!"

The students in the square team immediately turned their sympathetic eyes over.

For soldiers, one hundred push-ups is naturally a piece of cake, but they are the kind of nerds who stay at home and study, let alone one hundred, even fifty push-ups are difficult.

Qin Shihuang simply lay down, which surprised Lin Hao.

The former emperor was willing to endure other people's orders?

Lin Hao just felt a little bit emotional, then committed himself, and started to do the one hundred push-ups ordered by the instructor.

One hundred is nothing to two powerful immortal cultivators. The two of them completed the journey at an extremely fast speed. After standing up, their faces were not flushed, their hearts were not beating, and their breathing was not even the slightest wave.

This really shocked the instructor a little.

Even soldiers with strong physique like them have to gasp twice after finishing a hundred push-ups. How could these two students complete it so easily?

Lin Hao glanced at Qin Shihuang from the corner of his eye, and could see the obvious disdain on his face.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied that he was just a soldier who had to accept orders.

"Fuck, it's amazing, two perverts are here."

"That's right, I didn't have to pant after doing a hundred push-ups. Last time the instructor finished panting for a long time."

"Tch, what's wrong with doing push-ups, you only have strength."

Amidst the surprised voices of the crowd, there was an incongruous voice.

Who are Lin Hao and Qin Shihuang?

Immortal cultivators have quick hearing.

Lin Hao was fine, but Ying Zheng's reaction was great.

In the eyes of these ancients, a reckless man is the bottom of the society, and he is belittled. Calling him a reckless man in front of an emperor is completely courting death!
The person who said this was a young man with long hair. The young man was relatively well-proportioned, with a fair face, and his expression was full of arrogance.

Needless to say, this kind of person must be the kind of rich second generation who feels superior to others.

Ying Zheng slowly turned his gaze to the young man, and the two looked at each other.

The young man trembled all of a sudden, as if he saw something terrifying, thin beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, his eyes became dull, and his legs began to tremble. However, most people's eyes are now looking at Turning to Lin Hao, no one noticed the strangeness of the young man.

murderous look!
Qin Shihuang targeted the young man with murderous intent.

If Qin Shihuang is allowed to go on like this, the young man may soon become a vegetable and lie on the bed forever.

Lin Hao burst out with aura, intercepting Qin Shihuang's piercing murderous aura, and the two auras collided fiercely in the void.

Without the lock of murderous intent, the young man seemed to have let go of a hundred-jin package, and with a thud, he fell limply on the ground.

"Do you want to kill someone?" Lin Hao gritted his teeth.

"Ah"

Qin Shihuang snorted coldly, lost his momentum, and did not argue with Lin Hao.

An invisible fight between the two, came and went quickly, and no one knew what happened here.

The young man's fall attracted attention.

"Instructor, someone has passed out." The man beside him yelled, "It should be heatstroke."

"I saw it."

The instructor replied coldly, "With the physique of Tema, today's college students are a group of pampered people."

No one refuted these words, and no one dared to refute them. Generally speaking, those who dared to refute them were already lying in the infirmary.

"You two, take him to the infirmary."

The instructor raised his head at Lin Hao and Qin Shihuang, and ordered.

Lin Hao cast a glance at Ying Zheng, stepped forward, carried the young man on his shoulders, and walked towards the infirmary.

Qin Shihuang didn't follow, probably because he was afraid that he would kill this guy accidentally.

It's not far from here to the infirmary.

The infirmary during the military training period was a hot place, and a person would be sent in almost every short time. These people basically passed out due to heat stroke.

It's still early in the morning, after eight o'clock, and the military training has just started, and the infirmary is still relatively deserted. There are only two medical staff, and they are still two women.

A woman sitting in front of the counter was wearing an ordinary white coat, lowered her head and was fiddling with a medical book, her hair covered her face, making it impossible to see her face clearly. The other woman was fairly handsome, wearing simple casual clothes, The figure is not bad, but there are a lot of youthful faces on the face, otherwise it can be regarded as good-looking.

Lin Hao carried the young man into the infirmary, and the woman sitting on the counter raised her head gently.

Lin Hao happened to see her face.

To tell the truth, she is a beautiful woman, very beautiful.

But Brother Hao only glanced at it, then looked away.

He is no longer the kind of diaosi who can't walk when he sees beauties. He has already developed resistance with so many beauties around him.

Although this beauty is a little different.

As for what is different?
Lin Hao could tell that she was a martial artist, and she was also a very rare medical martial artist in the martial artist world. Her strength was not low. She was already a medical martial artist at the beginning of the Xuan class at such a young age, with extraordinary talents.

Compared to Wu Hao's half-bad guy, that bastard simply lost the face of his grandfather, the number one doctor in the martial arts world.

"Xiaoqing, I have a heatstroke. Huh? No."

The beauty seemed to see something, and raised her head that had just been buried, her big eyes flashed with a strange light, she stared at the young man on Lin Hao's back for a while.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Xiaoqing put down the broom in his hand and asked in doubt.

"It's nothing."

The beauty waved her hand, covered the medical book, and said to Lin Hao, "Bring him in, follow me."

After finishing speaking, she opened the door next to her and raised her head, "Let him in."

The room is not big, and there is only a clean bed in it. Lin Hao put the young man on the bed, and looked at the beautiful doctor:
"Can it be cured?"

"Just ordinary heatstroke."

The beauty said, then thought of something, and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Lin Hao knew that it was not heatstroke, it was probably a mental problem, and he couldn't use the method of heatstroke to judge it. The beautiful doctor probably knew that it was not heatstroke, but she probably didn't know the specifics.

"It's nothing, it just doesn't feel like a simple heat stroke."

Lin Hao shrugged, "Leave it to you, teacher, I'll leave first."

"teacher?"

The beauty curled her lips, "Do you think I look like a teacher? A junior."

(End of this chapter)

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