Coming out from the dormitory area, the students of war class one glanced at Wang Teng from time to time with a weird expression.
You really can't judge a book by its cover!
The martial arts exam champion actually couldn't fold his blanket.
Sure enough, no one was perfect.
How did the saying go again …
Oh, the Buddha closed a door for you, but opened a window for you.
Forget if it was the Buddha who said it, but that was the general meaning.
"…" Wang Teng walked in the group with a black face. Today was really embarrassing. He didn't expect that he couldn't do such a simple thing.
Damn it!
At 7: 15, the instructor brought everyone to the cafeteria.
The other classes' teams also arrived.
After everyone gathered, they entered the cafeteria for breakfast.
Everything seemed to emphasize the word 'discipline'.
After breakfast, they came to the field and did nothing but stand in a military posture for twenty minutes.
Today's training began with standing in a military posture …
In the afternoon, after lunch, there was a two-hour break.
Wang Teng came to the field as promised.
The so-called martial arts arena was a martial arts arena. It was a place for martial artists to fight.
The martial artists' combat power was too strong. If the defense of the arena wasn't strong enough, it would be easily destroyed.
Therefore, the construction material of the arena must be strong enough. Runes with 'defense' effects were even carved on it.
Otherwise, it would be damaged easily. Although the cost of repairing it was just a drop in the ocean for martial artists, it was too troublesome to repair it every time.
At this time, there were already many people on the field.
There were both old and new students.
Wang Teng walked over from afar. Seeing the people gathered around him, he couldn't help but sneer.
Needless to say, this news must have been spread by Wei Hua. Otherwise, why would there be so many people watching?
There were always people who had extravagant hopes for a military rank.
"He's here!"
When Wang Teng's figure appeared at the edge of the field, someone immediately noticed him. There were low discussions around him.
"He really came. The newborn calf isn't afraid of the tiger!"
"As the number one of this batch of freshmen, as well as having high hopes placed on him by the instructors and the dean, how could he possibly reject a challenge when someone has already come knocking on his door?"
"Wei Hua just became a martial artist not long ago. This Wang Teng was already a martial artist during the college entrance examination. Wei Hua might not be stronger than him."
"Before high school, he didn't have the resources of a university. Whether it was cultivation methods or combat skills, he was too weak. I don't know how that Wang Teng became a martial artist, but he definitely can't compare with Wei Hua, a martial artist trained by our military academy."
"That's true …"
To these seniors, they were all 1-star soldier-level martial warriors, but the nurturing they received from the military school was their greatest reliance.
In the current era of martial arts, it was publicly acknowledged that academy martial artists were superior to casual martial artists.
This was a crushing advantage in terms of resources.
Before entering university, Wang Teng's method of becoming a martial artist was similar to that of casual martial artists.
Therefore, when they faced Wang Teng, they more or less felt a sense of superiority.
However, Wang Teng was able to become a martial artist at such a young age and even received the acknowledgment of the instructors and the dean. Naturally, he had his merits.
It was hard to say who would win today's battle.
Wang Teng walked closer, and the discussions gradually disappeared.
There was more than one arena.
Wei Hua was already standing on one of the arenas. His gaze landed on Wang Teng, who was walking over.
"You're late!"
"I'm here for military training. Why don't you talk to my instructor?" As Wang Teng spoke, he walked up the arena and stood face to face with Wei Hua.
Wei Hua's expression darkened. He snorted softly and didn't say anything else.
The instructors of freshmen were usually fourth-year seniors.
They were all first-year students. Who hadn't experienced the methods of fourth-year seniors?
Talk to them? He wasn't that daring.
"Cut the crap. Since you're here, let's start now. Please be a witness. If I lose, I'll give Junior Wang Teng 100 credits. However, if I win, his military rank will belong to me," Wei Hua said to the crowd below.
When the crowd heard this, many people sneered. Some people couldn't help but frown.
There were many people who had their eyes on Wang Teng's military rank. At this time, some people were annoyed that they didn't make a move earlier. However, some people were calm and didn't care.
"Our Martial Arts Club will be the referee for this battle."
Just as the crowd fell into silence and revealed an attitude of "watching a good show", a burst of laughter suddenly came from outside the crowd.
"Martial Arts Club!"
The faces of the people present changed slightly. They couldn't help but look behind them.
They saw two figures walking slowly from outside the field. Their bodies seemed to be able to gather light. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but be attracted.
It was a man and a woman. The man was handsome and tall, while the woman was pretty, confident, and had a remarkable bearing.
"It's third-year seniors Yang Lin and Chen Su!"
"So it's them."
"Why are they here to join in the fun? Do they want that military rank too? "
"That's impossible. Third-year seniors are already above 1-star soldier level. They don't have the chance to challenge Wang Teng."
"Also, both of them seem to have military ranks."
"Are they trying to recruit Wang Teng into the Martial Arts Club??"
…
The two of them walked to the bottom of the arena. The guy called Chen Su smiled and said, "What do you think of us being the referee?"
"I don't have any objections," Wang Teng said nonchalantly.
Wei Hua laughed dryly and hurriedly said, "It's my honor to be able to have the two of you step forward."
Yang Lin and Chen Su nodded.
"Then, let's start."
"I'll use a saber. What weapon will you use?" Wei Hua took out a long saber from behind him and asked.
"Oh … I'll use this." Wang Teng thought for a while. He took out a golden brick from his pocket.
"…"
The surroundings fell into an eerie silence.
Initially, there were still many people sneaking glances at Yang Lin and Chen Su. However, now, everyone's gaze was shifting between the brick and Wang Teng's face.
Are you serious about using a brick as a weapon?
Furthermore, it's a golden brick. Is it made of gold?
"Hey, hey. Is no one curious about where the brick came from?" someone asked with sweat all over his forehead.
"Could it be hidden there?"
A few people looked at Wang Teng's lower body with a strange expression.
"Cough, cough. Junior Wang Teng, are you sure you want to use this' golden brick 'as a weapon?" Yang Lin couldn't help but ask.
"Yes!" Wang Teng looked at the brick in his hand and weighed it in his hand. He felt that it was very comfortable. He asked curiously, "Can't I use it?"
Hearing the discussions around him, Chen Su secretly looked at Wang Teng's lower body and said, "That's not it. It's just that this weapon is too unexpected."
"Don't you think this weapon is great?" Wang Teng asked with a seemingly serious expression.
Everyone: "Hehe, as long as you're happy."
"Wang Teng, you're using a brick as a weapon. Aren't you looking down on me?" Wei Hua stared at Wang Teng with an ugly expression.
"Absolutely not. My weapon has always been a brick." Wang Teng talked nonsense with a serious expression.
"Like hell I'll believe you."
"You're too arrogant. Today, I'll teach you what it means by 'there's always someone better than you'."
After saying that, Wei Hua suddenly stomped his foot and rushed toward Wang Teng. He activated his earth Force and drew an arc in the air with his sword.
"Good!"
Wang Teng shouted pretentiously and waved the brick to meet the attack.
He leaned sideways and slammed the brick on the side of the sword, knocking it away. Then, he suddenly rushed forward and threw the brick at Wei Hua's face.
Wei Hua's expression didn't change. He quickly turned his sword and forced Wang Teng to defend himself. The brick and the sword collided again.
Clang!
Force exploded at the point of collision. The huge impact formed a visible shockwave and pushed the two of them back.
In the next moment, they both stomped on the ground behind them and rushed at each other again.
"This Wang Teng seems to be quite strong!"
The people below looked slightly serious. They looked at the two people fighting back and forth in the ring and silently compared the difference in strength between the two. In the end, they found that their strength seemed to be about the same.
This made many people feel that it was inconceivable. Wei Hua was a second-year student. After more than a year of training in the first year, he was now on par with a freshman.
Was Wei Hua too weak?
Or was Wang Teng too strong?
No matter what, this was a loss of face for the older students.
Some of the freshmen who wanted to see Wang Teng lose felt very bad.
The stronger Wang Teng was, the more it showed the gap between them. They were all geniuses of their respective high schools. No one was willing to be under someone else.
However, some students accepted it gladly. At this moment, seeing that even the seniors couldn't do anything to Wang Teng, they suddenly felt proud.
Wei Hua became more and more impatient. Wang Teng's strength was beyond his expectations. Challenging a freshman who had just entered the school was not something to be proud of. If he couldn't win in the end, then he would lose face. How could he raise his head in front of his classmates in the future?
The two sides exchanged blows several times. No one could do anything to the other. Of course, this was because Wang Teng deliberately went easy on him. If he was serious, Wei Hua might not even be able to take a punch.
"It should be about time," Wang Teng thought to himself.
At this moment, Wei Hua suddenly pulled away, and a burst of rich yellow light erupted from the blade of his battle saber.
"I don't believe you can take this move." He gritted his teeth, poured all the Force in his body into the saber, and brazenly slashed out.
Boom!
"Ah … so strong! Watch my serious attack. "
Wang Teng roared pretentiously. His expression seemed very serious. An icy blue Force light condensed on his palm, and he slapped his palm at the huge yellow saber.
Bang!
The saber and palm collided. The Force exploded at the center and swept in all directions.
"Pfft!" Wei Hua spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was aghast, and his body involuntarily retreated.
At this moment, his pupils shrank. He saw a black shadow break through the air waves and charge straight at him.
Wang Teng rushed in front of Wei Hua in the blink of an eye, raised the brick high, and smashed it down on his head.
Bang!
One hit for sure!
Wei Hua felt his vision go black. He staggered, but persevered and didn't fall to the ground.
"Huh?"
"As expected of a martial artist. His ability to withstand attacks is strong."
Wang Teng exclaimed softly, and smashed the brick again …
When the air waves in the arena dissipated, everyone finally saw the situation on the stage. They saw Wang Teng panting, and his clothes were a little messy.
When they looked at his feet, they saw a figure face down on the ground. It was obvious that he couldn't get up.
"Huff huff … so strong!" Wang Teng panted and emphasized again. His expression was very serious, as if he had met his lifelong enemy.
He secretly picked up a few attribute bubbles beside Wei Hua.
[Earth Force * 12]
[Intermediate Earth Talent * 5]
[Spirit * 8]
[Comprehension * 10]
Damn, this is good stuff!
The students of Huanghai Military Academy were all geniuses. Look at the attribute bubbles they dropped.
Even the intermediate earth talent came out!
8 points of Spirit and 10 points of Comprehension. It was really quite a lot.
Those with high talent would drop more attribute bubbles.
Looking at the loot, Wang Teng was secretly happy.
Below the arena, everyone was shocked. The battle just now was very exciting. At the same time, the strength of both of them couldn't be underestimated.
Wang Teng was even more impressive. He actually defeated the second-year student, Wei Hua.
Yang Lin and Chen Su from the Martial Arts Club immediately jumped into the arena. The two of them checked Wei Hua's injuries. They were only minor injuries and didn't have any major problems. However, there were a few eye-catching … big bumps on his head!
The two of them looked at the gold brick in Wang Teng's hand with a strange gaze. They suddenly felt that this junior had a bad taste.
"To every genius who loses to me, I will give them respect and give them outstanding talents!" Wang Teng explained with a serious gaze.
"…" The two of them twitched their mouths. They used all the knowledge they had in their lives, but they couldn't find a word to describe Wang Teng's shamelessness.
The crowd below also heard what he said. They looked at the bumps on Wang Teng's head. In an instant, they seemed to see a thick black aura coming out of Wang Teng's body.
This person's heart was probably black!
Wang Teng looked down on everyone. Hehe, if you want to find trouble with me, Wang Teng, then you must be prepared to be taken care of.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I've won this battle," he asked the two of them.
The two of them looked at each other. Chen Su nodded and said, "You won!"
"That's good. When the time comes, I'll have to trouble the two of you to help me supervise. Don't let anyone cheat me of my 100 credits," Wang Teng said.
"Don't worry. Since the Martial Arts Club has intervened, no one can deny it." Yang Lin and Chen Su were a little speechless. This Wang Teng was a money-grubber.
"Thank you, seniors. I still have military training in the afternoon, so I'll go back and rest first. I'll have to trouble someone to send Senior Wei Hua to the infirmary. I don't want to leave any sequelae on his head. Otherwise, I'll be guilty." Wang Teng said as he staggered down the arena.
"…" Everyone was speechless.
He knew that hitting someone's head would have sequelae, but he still purposely hit someone's head.
Looking at the bumps on Wei Hua's head, they felt a headache just thinking about it!
Wang Teng held his waist as he walked down the arena. He exclaimed, "My old waist. Senior Wei Hua is too powerful. He's too powerful. I almost lost!"
He didn't speak softly, as if he was afraid that others couldn't hear him.
"Uh … Junior Wang Teng, do you want to go to the infirmary?" Seeing him like this, Yang Lin couldn't help but ask.
"There's no need for that, senior sister. I'll go back and rest. Ouch … my palm. That last move was really powerful. I almost couldn't block it." Wang Teng emphasized that Wei Hua was very powerful. He almost lost.
Everyone looked at his back as he walked away. Their eyes flashed, and they couldn't help but feel a little happy.
Comparing their strength with Wei Hua's, if they challenged Wang Teng, their chances of winning seemed to be higher …
Only a few people felt that something was off, but they couldn't put their finger on it. Why did Junior Wang Teng keep emphasizing that Wei Hua was very strong? Could it be that they were in love?
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