All My Disciples Suck! Chapter 123: 18th Children's Broadcast Gymnastics, Aura of the Sand Mink

Chapter 123: 18th Children’s Broadcast Gymnastics, Aura of the Sand Mink

“Bro Noodles, is it really possible?” A player was a bit confused.

After six hours of hard work … this player really wanted to ask.

What the h.e.l.l am I doing?

“What a chicken! Follow my orders! Don’t be timid.” Beef Noodles did not panic.

The 66 players followed Beef Noodles and stood about 60 miles away from the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor.

After yesterday’s observation, as long as they entered 50 miles around the True Dragon, they would die instantly. They would immediately explode.

As long as they dared to show off, they would explode.

However, as long as it was 60 miles away from the True Dragon, it was safe to talk and chat.

Beef Noodles and the others were standing at this safe distance.

“Music on!” Beef Noodles snapped.

Little Prince swallowed a mouthful of saliva and instructed the two players to begin the performance skillfully.

Little Prince was extremely light, and there was also a faint electric sound, filled with pa.s.sion and vigour!

The composer of this piece was said to have copied five of the world’s best cla.s.sics. That was why the melody was so dynamic.

Then, Beef Noodles spoke loudly.

“The 18th set of children’s radio aerobics, the aura of a Sand Mink! Begin!”

With the command, 66 players started to broadcast aerobics while twisting their bodies.

“1234, 2234, 3234, 4234~”

Under the leadership of the Beef Noodles, the 66 players began to do broadcast gymnastics.

Right!

It was broadcast aerobics!

On Earth, radio aerobics had developed from generation to generation. It had grown to the 18th generation.

As for the aura of the 18th generation of children’s radio aerobics Sand Mink, it seemed that it was designed by someone with a huge background. From kindergarten to university, people had to dance.

Many of the state-owned enterprises and the country’s official website also played it.

As a result, everyone in the country would dance in this sable aura.

It had to be said …

In terms of melody, even though someone had plagiarized and mixed five of the world’s cla.s.sics, it was indeed extremely pleasant to hear, dynamic, and shocking.

As for the ch.o.r.eography, it gave people gooseb.u.mps and made them want to go to the rooftop to die.

“Hold the gra.s.s … I … I want to give up!” A player cried.

He had been working for several years.

It hadn’t been four or five years since he had skipped this thing. Who would have thought that he would still have to perform radio aerobics at such an old age?

“Give up my a.s.s!” Beef Noodles scolded in between.

“Hold on, hold on, holding on is victory!” Beef Noodles encouraged him. Then, he twisted his waist and put his hands on his waist. He twisted his neck and smiled.

Then, he clenched his fists, pressed them against his chest, and jumped in place.

If a little girl did these actions, they would indeed be considered very cute.

However, 66 big men were doing it …

Cough, cough, cough …

Pfft …

He Yiming vomited a mouthful of blood and felt that his eyes were blinded.

F**k!

Did they want to kill him?

As they breathed, they jumped to the sixth segment!

“Are we really going to continue?”

“d.a.m.n it, kill me!”

Many players cried. They really cried.

“For an epic mission!!! Brothers, hold on!!!” Although Little Prince’s eyes were teary, he gritted his teeth and encouraged them.

The 66 players started the sixth segment with tears in their eyes.

The two players held hands together and stood back to back. The players faced each other, one after another, one after another!

Pfft …

He Yiming vomited. He really vomited.

The next four points were bigger than before! The players hugged …

Face to face …

Small fist on the chest …

Finally, it was the tenth segment!

The two players, one in front and the other in back, started horseback riding.

Pfft …

Little Prince vomited. He really did.

However, the music was professional. Little Prince vomited, but his movements did not stop at all. The music did not make a single mistake.

“Finally …” When the music gradually disappeared, all the players were in tears.

Something in their body seemed to have been lost forever

“The True Dragon didn’t react. Everyone, do it again!” However, Beef Noodles secretly observed and the True Dragon didn’t move, so he loudly ordered.

Pfft!

This time, 66 players vomited together.

Hold the gra.s.s, no effect?

“Let me die. I’m going to kill myself!”A player took out a small dagger and was about to stab himself.

“Brother, hold on!!!” Another player hugged him and tried to stop him.

“Brother, how could I let you kill yourself so easily? Hold the gra.s.s, if you die, I’ll kill you!!!”????w????v?l. ???

“Little Prince, music up!!!” With a wave of his hand, the music started again.

“???” The 66 players looked at Beef Noodles with suspicion.

Brother, you really want to do it again?

“Everyone, only perseverance is victory! Otherwise, all our efforts just now would have been in vain!” Beef Noodles encouraged them loudly.

66 Players thought about it.

If we gave up now, didn’t our previous six hours of hard work have been wasted?

They were unwilling!

Everyone gritted their teeth and started the second round!

It was still the familiar melody!

“The 18th set of children’s radio aerobics, the aura of a Sand Mink!

“Begin!

“1234,2234?3234,4234~”

Under the lead of Beef Noodles, the players endured their embarra.s.sment and shyness and danced again.

However …

When the music ended, True Dragon still did not react!

“Ah, we can’t do this anymore. Let’s give up!”

“Hurry up and stab me. I want to die!”

“Mad, why did I believe in Brother Noodles’ evilness?!”

All the players were in chaos and wanted to give up.

But the beef noodles spoke again.

“Everyone! This is the critical moment!

“Up ahead is the True Dragon, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor!

“We have been honed until now. Why?

“Isn’t it just to challenge the True Dragon? Wasn’t it for the epic mission?

“Can a mere setback and difficulty defeat us?

“No! Absolutely not!!!

“Brothers, tell me loudly! Are you all afraid? Are you scared? Are you guys scared?” Beef Noodles spoke loudly. His words were filled with pa.s.sion.

“I … We …” Many players were shaking.

That’s right if they gave up now, wouldn’t they have given up all their previous efforts?

They had already jumped for two rounds, then jumping for another round … was nothing much?

“We must not be enthusiastic enough! Everyone, take off your equipment! We will run around naked!”

Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!

“???” The 66 players were dumbfounded.

What the h.e.l.l did you say?

Naked children’s radio aerobics?

“???” He Yiming was also dumbfounded. Did he hear wrong?

“If we don’t play hard, how can we fight against True Dragon? Why are you hesitating …

“It’s like we’re having a banquet!” Beef Noodles roared!

“!” 66 Players were shocked!

At this moment, the players felt that something was collapsing in their hearts!

However, when they looked at the back of the beef noodles, they seemed to be moved by some strange power.

“Brother Noodles, I’ll fight with you to the end today!” Bite the Young Master took off his clothes and stood proudly.

“And me, Brother Noodles, I will follow you to the end!” Little Price roared and stripped all his equipment.

“Me!”

“And me!”

“Plus me!”

“There’s no need to fear a true dragon!”

“That’s right, I’ll just die! We, cultivators, are not afraid to jump!”

“n.o.body is afraid of dying. Follow Brother Noodles!”

The 66 players seemed to have ignited their hot blood and battle intent. They all ran out and stood proudly.

Sixty-seven men stood there, speaking the most domineering and pa.s.sionate words.

Then, he said, “The 18th set of children’s radio aerobics, the aura of the Sand Mink!

“Begin!”

With the sound of music, they began to perform the radio aerobics!

“???” He Yiming raised his head and looked at the 67 PPs shaking in front of him.

In that instant …

He Yiming questioned his existence.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What the h.e.l.l am I doing?

When the third round of broadcast aerobics began, the claw of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor, which had not moved at all, suddenly trembled slightly …