This guy is so strong!
He looks so relaxed!
How did this happen?
Did Han Zhu know that his friend was here, so he subconsciously controlled his body and let go?
Yes, that must be it!
The referee found a reason to comfort himself …
Wang Teng didn't know what the referee was thinking. After handing Han Zhu over to the medical staff, he grabbed the long rod with one hand.
"Young man, don't try to show off. How can you pull it out with one hand?" The referee reminded him.
Wang Teng didn't reply. Instead, he exerted strength in his arm and pulled the rod up.
Screech!
With a piercing screech, he pulled the rod out. Then, he turned to look at the referee. "What did you say?"
The referee was speechless.
He felt that the world was filled with evil intentions.
"Heh … heh heh. Young man, you are quite strong." The referee laughed dryly.
When the audience saw this scene, they didn't know why, but they found it funny.
"What's the referee's impression of him?"
"Hahaha, this referee is too funny!"
"But Wang Teng seems to be quite strong."
"I think so. Is his strength …"
"I can't say for sure. I'm looking forward to his next match."
The commentator was shocked. "Wang Teng seems to be quite strong. I thought that Huang Hai would be defeated in the National Number One Martial Arts Competition after Han Zhu was defeated. But now, it seems like Huang Hai still has Wang Teng!"
"I think Wang Teng is getting better and better." Another commentator, Su Xiao, laughed.
The commentator's words made the audience pay more attention to Wang Teng. Some people who didn't care about Wang Teng before started talking about him.
In the arena, Zhao Yuanwu's eyes flashed. He sized up Wang Teng seriously.
He had personally experienced Han Zhu's strength. Wang Teng could easily break Han Zhu's hand and move the long rod. This showed that his strength wasn't below Han Zhu's. He might even be stronger.
At this moment, he looked at Wang Teng seriously.
Their gazes collided in mid-air for a moment, and then they passed each other without saying anything.
Wang Teng walked down the stage with Han Zhu's Vajra Staff.
Pick up!
With a sweep of his Spiritual Telekinesis, he picked up all the attribute bubbles on the ring.
[Earth Force * 70]
[Fire Force * 86]
[Flaming Sword Force * 35]
…
Wang Teng's heart skipped a beat. Flaming Saber Force was another type of Force attribute bubble.
There were indeed many geniuses in the National Number One Martial Arts Competition. Ordinary warriors could not easily comprehend "Force," but many people in the competition had already comprehended it.
Wang Teng already possessed 90% of the Flaming Saber Aura. Now, as the attribute bubbles merged with his body, he gained a deeper understanding of it.
When he walked down the steps of the arena, he had already finished receiving all the comprehensions.
No one saw it, but a crimson light flashed in his eyes, as if there were flames gathering in them.
On the other hand, Zhao Yuanwu, who was also walking down the stage, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned to look at Wang Teng's back.
"That feeling just now … Was it an illusion?" He could not help but frown as he muttered to himself.
…
As the competition ended, everyone dispersed.
At night, in the hotel.
Peng Yuanshan gathered everyone.
Wang Teng looked around and realized that everyone was injured. Among them, Han Zhu and Wan Baiqiu's injuries were the most serious. Their faces were still pale, and they looked very weak.
It was unavoidable for martial artists to get injured in a battle. However, no one would be as heavy-handed as Zhao Yuanwu.
Of course, this was not something that could be easily controlled. Sometimes, when two people were evenly matched, they would go all out to determine the winner. It was easy for them to get injured.
When Peng Yuanshan saw everyone, he said, "Today, the Yellow Sea … suffered a crushing defeat!"
His words made everyone lower their heads in shame.
They were full of confidence when they arrived. However, before the competition was even halfway through, the Yellow Sea had already suffered a crushing defeat.
"Wan Baiqiu!" Peng Yuanshan suddenly called out.
"Yes." Wan Baiqiu looked up with a pale face.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" Peng Yuanshan asked.
"I'm not strong enough. I shouldn't have tried to be brave and angered my opponent," Wan Baiqiu said.
"That's not your fault." Peng Yuanshan shook his head and said, "You're wrong because you didn't recognize the difference in strength between you and your opponent. If you encounter an enemy who's much stronger than you on the battlefield, you should run away immediately. Even if you're under orders and have to fight, you should take a roundabout route and think of other ways instead of going to your death. It's meaningless."
"I …" Wan Baiqiu's face turned even paler. She fell into deep thought.
"Go back and think about it." Peng Yuanshan did not say anything else. He told everyone to recuperate before he waved his hand and dismissed them.
However, he asked Wang Teng to stay behind.
In the room, Peng Yuanshan and the other five deans stared at Wang Teng.
Victory and defeat were common in battle.
Peng Yuanshan said this during the day. But if possible, who wouldn't want to win?
And now, all of Huang Hai's hopes were probably on Wang Teng.
"Deans, don't look at me like that. I'm a decent person," Wang Teng suddenly said.
Peng Yuanshan: "…"
Tong Hu: "…"
Su Jing: "…"
…
What do you mean by decent?!
What do you think we're doing??
At this moment, Peng Yuanshan and the others' hearts collapsed.
Their hearts were so tired!
Why would their school have such a student with an abnormal brain circuit?
They suddenly remembered that they had spent a lot of effort to recruit Wang Teng.
So, they were suffering the consequences of their own actions?
They had to teach the student they chose even if they had to hold back their tears!
After a moment of silence, Peng Yuanshan picked up his crumbling heart and pieced it together. Then, he said, "How confident are you in the upcoming competition?"
"What do you mean by confidence?" Wang Teng touched his chin and asked.
"Oh, what do you mean?" Peng Yuanshan asked with interest.
He thought that Wang Teng would give an ambiguous answer. He didn't expect to hear such a rhetorical question.
Tong Hu and the others couldn't help but look at Wang Teng.
"Third place, 100% confident!"
"Second place, 90% confident!"
"I think … I have an 80% chance of getting first place," Wang Teng said calmly.
Tong Hu and the others were speechless when they heard this.
This kid was really arrogant.
The first thing he said was that he would be in the top three. His confidence was frighteningly high.
He even said that he was 80% confident.
Are you sure you're not messing with us?
"Are you sure?" Even Peng Yuanshan couldn't believe it. He rubbed his forehead and asked tiredly.
He realized that talking to Wang Teng was really tiring.
This kid didn't play by the rules at all!
"Actually, if I wasn't afraid of scaring you, I would have said that I was 100% confident in getting the first place." Wang Teng chuckled shyly when he noticed that the heads were shocked by his words.
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