"It should be a storage ring, right? Old Chu, are you guys in Jingnan working so hard this year? You even gave me a storage ring?" the president of Southeast University asked.

Chu Tianxing cursed inwardly at the old man's sharp eyes, and could only reply helplessly, "Yes, I want to compete for first place this year. I lent him the storage ring temporarily because his weapon is special and inconvenient to carry."

After another moment of silence, the old leader asked again, "Did Wang Zheng inherit his father's strength?"

"Most likely," Chu Tianxing replied.

The old leader remained silent for a long time, then let out a long sigh, "Alas, what a pity."

...

Wang Zheng was unaware that Chu Tianxing's casual remark had averted a potential problem for him; he was currently reflecting on his actions.

He also discovered that whenever he fought, he would immediately become excited, and once his blood was boiling, he would not care about anything else. This time, he even forgot to activate the Heart of Thorns.

Looking at his stamina on his data panel: 389/400, Wang Zheng thought to himself that this bull was so strong, but its lethality was so low. It seemed to be nothing special.

He casually cast a Holy Light spell on himself to fully restore his stamina before turning on his headphones and calling Chu Xiaoman and Wu Huan back.

He simply didn't realize how terrifying his 40 points of physique provided his defense. If other E-rank Awakened were hit like that, they would be half-dead, if not dead. However, no one would be as reckless as him. Following the tactics taught in the training camp textbook, they would circle around and wear him down. For a three-person team composed entirely of E-rank Awakened, it wasn't that difficult.

Although the fight was intense, only a few minutes had actually passed. Wu Huan and Chu Xiaoman, who were on guard outside, only heard several loud noises but did not see what actually happened.

Only when they heard Wang Zheng's voice through their earpieces did the two of them rush over.

In addition to the head-mounted cameras, the instructors also distributed invisible earpieces to everyone. These earpieces could not only receive internal team chat messages within a certain range, but their main function was to receive real-time information pushes from the organizers.

Wang Zheng called the two to his side and directed them to search for counting coins and any possible spiritual crystals.

It wasn't that he found it disgusting and didn't want to find anyone; he mainly wanted the two girls to see blood too, so they wouldn't suffer later.

Wu Huan and Chu Xiaoman looked at the bloody scene before them, the surroundings a mess. Although they were unwilling, they did not complain. Wang Zheng had already dealt with the most difficult battle, so it was only right for them to take on the task of cleaning up the battlefield.

With the four coins—three silver and one gold—found, Wang Zheng quickly wiped them clean and stored them in his storage ring.

I was overjoyed; I had earned 25 points.

Just then, Chu Xiaoman's joyful voice rang out, "Wang Zheng, come quick!"