Xiao Bai held her head, looking aggrieved. Nan Fengyi didn't care about the surrounding gazes, but since Wang Zheng had invited her, he couldn't ignore it. So he apologized to Bai Meixi first.

"It's my fault. I should have told Aunt Nan in advance to drive in directly."

Then he turned around and shouted behind him:

"Are you all just bored and have nothing better to do? What are you doing here? If you don't want to get beaten up, get out of here..."

He was already in a bad mood because he had been stared at like a monkey for more than ten minutes, and now Bai Meixi had been implicated because of his own actions, so his tone was naturally not very good.

However, it must be said that Young Master Wang does have some influence at Nanjing University. With just this one sentence, the demeanor of the university's bully was fully revealed.

This caused many people who knew him to slink away in embarrassment.

However, a few shifty-eyed guys ignored the advice, and one of them was so dissatisfied with Wang Zheng's behavior that he stepped forward and challenged the school bully's authority.

"It's like a stage set up for crab vendors, quite a grand setup. If you didn't know this was Jingnan University, you'd think it was some kind of thug."

Wang Zheng found the man's triangular eyes somewhat familiar, but he didn't seem to have offended him. He wondered why the man was so reckless.

After thinking it over carefully, I suddenly remembered that this was the senior who had been given a demerit by the security guard at the back gate and had cried about losing his chance to participate in the school's selection competition.

'So, you're saying that because you broke school rules, you've accumulated hatred towards me?'

Having figured out the key point, Wang Zheng had no choice but to take action. He wouldn't let things go so easily with someone who harbored hostility towards him.

Just a second ago, Wang Zheng was standing still, but the next moment he suddenly appeared next to the senior with triangular eyes.

To the ordinary students around him, Wang Zheng's speed was incredibly fast, as if he were teleporting.

The guy in front of me, who had completed more than half a year of internship, was clearly not comparable to a student with no combat experience.

First, a feint punch to the eye, followed by a concealed groin kick, and the coordination was quite perfect. This smooth little combo had clearly tricked quite a few people.

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to attack, and that the action was ruthless and decisive, Wang Zheng was not surprised but pleased, as it gave him an excuse to retaliate.

After all, he only came to the senior's side to reason with him, and he didn't intend to fight. The other party made the first move, and he was just forced to fight back.

As his offensive erupted fiercely, the man with the triangular eyes was surprised to find that Wang Zheng stood still without dodging the punch that had hit him in the eye. He thought that Wang Zheng was just all show and a look of wild joy flashed across his face.

Although this movement was barely faster than a tortoise crawling in Wang Zheng's eyes, and couldn't even break through his spiritual energy shield, Young Master Wang didn't intend to lose face in front of everyone.

He still has the "image burden" thing.

Wang Zheng simply stretched out his hands and gently caught the triangular-eyed man's fists and feet simultaneously.

Then, with a slight twist, he broke all the bones in the man's hands and feet, and the man curled up and rolled on the ground.

At this moment, the guy's hands and feet were twisted at bizarre angles. Although there was no blood, it was obvious that his bones had been broken. Such a bone injury would take several months to heal.

Now things are really messed up. Forget about the school's selection competition, his upcoming practical training will probably be in trouble too.

After quickly dealing with the small fry who led the charge, Wang Zheng turned his attention to another senior student with a gloomy expression.

"So, should we continue to find more people, or should the senior try it out himself?"

The man was taken aback when he saw Wang Zheng's fierce gaze sweep over him.

Although he was somewhat surprised that the rumored hothead had spotted him so quickly, he smiled and shook his head after glancing at the junior he had used as a pawn on the ground.

"I heard that junior Wang Zheng intended to participate in this year's martial arts tournament, so I thought I'd come and see for myself. I didn't expect him to be so skilled."

I just didn't expect classmates to be so ruthless. Tsk tsk tsk, it's really a disgrace to Nanjing University students. Besides, the school doesn't allow initiating fights, I wouldn't dare lay a hand on a junior..."

Wang Zheng was somewhat bewildered as he looked at this guy who was only at the C-level. He had already noticed the man's hostile gaze, and now he was being sarcastic and cryptic, clearly here to cause him trouble.

He just couldn't understand why people these days are so fearless of death.

Or is he just very confident in his C-level abilities?

Oh, he forgot that ordinary people can only reach level C no matter what they do. This guy probably thinks he's got him figured out.

But that shouldn't be the case. Not to mention that the school is a place where the strong are respected, does he really think that the so-called school rules alone can disqualify him from participating in the martial arts tournament?

Just as Wang Zheng was puzzled, the senior student continued to speak from his moral high ground, attempting to steer Wang Zheng to the opposite side of all the students.

"Furthermore, the NTU motto forbids private fights. It's probably not a good idea for you to disregard the school rules like this. It would be inappropriate to let you represent NTU."

Let me introduce myself, I'm a student council officer..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was startled by the burly figure that suddenly appeared beside him. Just as he was about to back away, Wang Zheng grabbed his neck with one hand.

However, it must be said that those who dare to provoke Wang Zheng are indeed quite capable.

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