Chapter 342 (2/2)

”How many?” Ling Yu asked.

The corners of Korean's mouth pulled out and raised two fingers: ”two.”

Ling Yu's face was flat: ”tell the truth.”

In Korean, some 'shy' bent one of his fingers: ”... One and a half.”

Ling Yu smiled and patted Korean on the shoulder. Sample, don't you have any results?

Still trying to hide it from me?

”Ling Yu.”

”It's my turn. Look at it. What's a cow?” Ling Yu patted Korean on the shoulder and said.

”Cut.” Korean disdained.

But his eyes still looked at the past.

Ling Yu, standing under the horizontal bar, was in a trance.

I haven't touched this thing since I graduated from college.

Ling Yu couldn't help touching it with one hand.

Unfortunately, it's skinny that you can't reach your height. Also, the horizontal bar selected by pull-up must have a certain height, and you can only touch it when you jump up.

”Lingyu, please use standard action.” The PE teacher warned.

”No.”

Ling Yu replied casually, jumped up and held it with one hand towards the horizontal bar.

The PE teacher and the students were a little confused.

Are you acting like that?

”Can't play off.” Korean worried.

The PE teacher looked at Ling Yu, who grabbed the horizontal bar with one hand. He didn't say anything. He looked at it quietly.

Ling Yu, who held the horizontal bar with one hand, felt it and did it directly.

Yes, just pull up.

”Sleeping trough, isn't it? Can you really sit up with one hand?!”

”When did Ling Yu become so awesome?”

”Play a pig and eat a tiger?”

”13, I drop a day, 13 with one hand!”

Students were surprised to see this scene.

Han Wen is stupid. Why doesn't he know that his good friend used to hang like this?

Was it difficult to comfort me before, so I didn't show my real strength?

Zhang Yuan's beautiful eyes were surprised, and he was obviously shocked by Ling Yu's pull-up with one hand.

Song Yang was even more incredulous.

MMP, I'm so tired. The highest number is 13. Are you so relaxed with one hand?

Ling Yu actually didn't feel anything. After 49, he still didn't blush and gasp.

Although his body looks like a junior high school student, his body that has been strengthened many times will not change because of his body size.

In other words, Ling Yu still has the power to blow up a planet with one punch.

With only one hand pull up, he can do it without sleep for more than ten days without gasping.

”Let's finish 50. We can't be too frightened.”

With that, Ling Yu let go and jumped down after finishing the last one with one hand.

Easily shook his right hand.

When he turned his head, he found that all the students looked at him foolishly, their mouths slightly open, and they were obviously shocked.

”Teacher? Did I pass? ” Ling Yu ignored people's shocked eyes and said to the PE teacher.

”Ah, oh, yeah!”

After three consecutive reactions, she regained her consciousness, took a deep look at Ling Yu and checked the form.

Nima, with 50 pull ups in one hand, she is still out of breath. The athletes are not so awesome.

Seeing her tick behind her name, Ling Yu stopped paying attention, walked to Korean and sat down next to people's shocked eyes.

”Brother Ling, when did you become so awesome? Do you practice secretly behind my brother's back every night? ”

Han Wen took his stunned chin and asked curiously.

”No, you'd better call me Ling Yu.”

Ling Yu pondered for a moment and looked at Korean's sparse hair. ”First, do 100 push ups. Second, do 100 sit ups every day. You can't do less than 100 squats every day. Run for one kilometer every day. Well, after a month like this... ”

”Can I also pull up with one hand?” Korean said excitedly.

Ling Yu shook his head and said seriously, ”no, after that, you will become bald.”

Korean: ”······”