Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 858: Mouthful of Sand in an Instant! Little Sweetheart Thrown into Turmoil by the Ancestor
That guy Fu Xi is robust, with thick skin and flesh. Every time he provokes Xi Rubao, getting beaten up by her, he always solemnly salutes and says some nonsense—"Again" or "Too soft," which makes her furious.
Thinking back on it now, maybe knowing that he’s dust and gone, I’m not so angry anymore, and I actually find those silly antics a bit amusing.
In the whole world, besides that person, no one has ever dared to say the Ancestor’s fists are soft, oh.
With one casual retort from Xi Rubao, Instructor Yan’s face flushed even more, feeling that his authority was challenged again.
The situation from yesterday, where he was embarrassed, was still fresh in his mind. Today, he really couldn’t tolerate this girl!
"What’s the point of just talking? If you have the skills, like classmate Xiao Hong, send the sofa flying!" He sneered.
"Instructor, she probably can’t exert any force. She just knows some flashy moves," Sun Yunyun stirred things up, just waiting for Xi Rubao to get riled up and make a move.
Xi Rubao only knows some unorthodox stuff, right? She’d never be good at this kind of strength competition.
Seeing her usual lazy demeanor, it’s estimated that she’s just a useless person in the countryside who can’t do heavy work.
In contrast, a few other female classmates, having witnessed Xi Rubao shoot ten out of ten yesterday, had a favorable impression of her. A couple of them spoke up righteously at this moment: "Instructor, today we’re supposed to do military boxing, not sandbag punching. It’s too difficult for classmate Xi."
Instructor Yan glared: "Punching requires force to exert momentum. What do you know!"
As everyone kept arguing, Xi Rubao smiled slightly: "Alright, kids, stop arguing. It’s true that the Ancestor can’t send a sandbag flying."
Everyone’s lips twitched: "..."
Instructor Yan: "Finally, you have some self-awareness..."
Before he finished speaking.
They saw Xi Rubao, with a lazy demeanor, raise her fair hand. It’s unclear what technique or style it is, just lightly touching the sandbag with her fingertip.
The heavy sandbag didn’t move at all.
But.
The next second.
"Boom——" With a sound, it exploded directly.
Xi Rubao swiftly stepped away, completely unaffected.
The three people closest to the sandbag—Instructor Yan, who was full of reprimands, Bian Xiaohong, who had just finished punching, and Sun Yunyun, who was watching the fun—all got it bad.
In an instant, their heads and faces were full of sand!
"You! You just said, pfft, said you couldn’t hit, pfft, pfft, the sandbag?" Instructor Yan, coughing out sand awkwardly, angrily accused Xi Rubao.
Bian Xiaohong and Sun Yunyun were even about to cry—the sand truly got into their eyes. It’s unbearable!
Xi Rubao flicked her fingers and said leisurely, "Didn’t I just say that the Ancestor doesn’t know how to ’hit,’ because the Ancestor only knows how to ’blow’ it up."
Everyone: "..." Ancestor, could you finish the second half of your sentence before doing it next time?
Otherwise, our little hearts really get tossed around!
Originally, they wanted Xi Rubao to make a fool of herself, but it ended up with their own embarrassment. Instructor Yan could only find an excuse for himself: "Gather up! Time for the assessment! Anyone who fails will practice overnight tonight, no sleep!"
The crowd groaned and quickly went to line up.
Xi Rubao glanced at her fingers and recalled how many beloved things of her brother she had "blown" up before—top-grade Immortal Brewed Wine Jar, billion-year-old Beautiful Jade, almost-formed Immortal Artifact...
Such a small sandbag, how many years of accumulated blessings did it take to be blown up by the Ancestor once, oh.
She flicked her fingertip and walked towards the lineup.
The military boxing assessment is a group test.
Only by being in the same lineup can you clearly see whose movements are the most unstandard and who is the most outstanding.
As the instructor gave the command, everyone gave it their all to compete for first place, trying to be the most standard one.
Xi Rubao threw out a punch, seeing Xi Rubao on the right still lost in thought, not moving at all.
She got anxious and whispered a reminder: "Sis, sis, move a bit."
Xi Rubao shook her head: "The Ancestor doesn’t want to move."
"Why sis? You’ll fail like this!"
"Ugly."
