The night passed in the blink of an eye, and the sun, high in the sky, rose as usual, not a moment later because of Wang Zheng's great feat last night.

However, Wang Dashao's days are not so easy in the training room assigned to Nanjing University.

What's meant to happen will happen.

All the students of Nanjing University have just witnessed firsthand what the teacher in charge, Mr. Wang, said was the consequence they did not want to see.

Before the start of the final three days of intensive training to get into form, Wang Shengrong, in front of all the contestants, took the initiative to recount Wang Zheng's "heroic deeds" from the previous night.

Wang Zheng was subsequently punished.

Well... after all, he set a bad precedent and embarrassed his own father in public. So no matter how happy Chu Tianxing seemed, Wang Zheng knew he couldn't escape a beating.

After all, whether it's internally or externally, someone has to give an explanation for this heinous brawl...

Besides, even a Grandmaster like him needs someone to establish his authority.

Since someone has to be punished, who else could it be but our young master Wang? He's the one who caused trouble and is thick-skinned.

Next, while all the other contestants were engaged in targeted practice under the guidance of their teachers, Wang Zheng was set up as a role model and was personally instructed by Grandmaster Wang.

The dull thuds of punches landing on flesh and the crisp cracking of bones breaking were completely unspeakable.

Seeing Wang Zheng being beaten and rubbed on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, the group of Nanjing University contestants did not feel at all that their school's top scorer was just a figurehead.

Uh... whether it's hitting someone or getting hit, he's undoubtedly number one!

Given the strength that Teacher Wang has demonstrated, let alone Wang Zheng, even if they all went up against him together, they would probably end up with the same fate.

At this moment, everyone was extremely grateful that they had arrived late the day before and had gone to bed early after the long journey, so they hadn't gone out to cause any trouble or mischief.

At the same time, one has to admit that it's fortunate that this young master Wang is a healer who can restore his condition; otherwise, given his current state, he wouldn't have been able to participate in the competition in two days.

Even when hospitalized, I still have to choose the most top-tier places.

As for Li Yi, Qin Yingtian, and the others who were among the few who knew about the relationship between Wang Zheng and Wang Shengrong, their expressions at this moment were also incredibly interesting.

Looking at each other in bewilderment, they even thought that Wang Zheng had been talking complete nonsense last night!

This is what they call having connections in high places?

Is this what you call having powerful connections?

Can this be called father and son?

Hey, hey, hey, don't just clutch your chest and stay silent. That "crack" sound you just heard, your ribs must have broken again. Aren't you going to call a halt?

Just how confident are you in your ability to withstand blows? If this keeps up, you're really going to get beaten to death, aren't you?

What is that faint black-gold phantom behind Teacher Wang? Why is it getting bigger and bigger? This doesn't seem right; it doesn't look like a visualization object.

Don't tell me you used the concept of the laws of heaven and earth to discipline students?

Um!?

The Dharma Image!!!

Holy crap! This Teacher Wang is a fucking grandmaster!!!

At this moment, everyone, including the teacher in charge, was completely bewildered. This imposing and serious-looking Teacher Wang was a true master!

Li Yi, Qin Yingtian, and the others stared at each other, dumbfounded. They tacitly kept the words "about," "father and son," "through connections," and "only got the teaching job because of me" to themselves.

Regardless of whether Wang Zheng's words are true or false, or whether their relationship is father and son, judging from the current situation...

At the very least, Wang Zheng's statement that this Teacher Wang has a bad temper is absolutely true. They certainly don't want to switch places with Wang Zheng and become the one getting beaten up.

After the father and son exchanged a punch, Wang Zheng's arm drooped down, clearly showing broken bones and torn muscles. Even the usually taciturn Qiu Xuan couldn't hold back any longer.

He hadn't gone out with them yesterday, but now that he saw his captain being so cruelly tortured, he gripped his long knife tightly and was about to step forward to demand an explanation from Wang Zheng.

However, before he could even leave the area of ​​his four-person group, he was immediately dragged back by the Zhang brothers, Kaiwen and Fuwu.

Just kidding, it's only natural for a father to discipline his son!

Even without that relationship, they are still teacher and student. They are a perfect match, and it's none of their business to object.

If they angered Master Wang and he changed the students to their entire squad, then the beating would be pointless.

Seeing that the sword master, who was unaware of the truth, was already somewhat dissatisfied, Qin Yingtian, as the vice-captain who played the most important role in the team besides Wang Zheng, also leaned close to Qiu Xuan's ear and whispered an explanation.

Although the aloof senior was still somewhat incredulous after learning all the information, he had some strange thoughts in his mind.

While marveling at the strict upbringing of the Wang family, Qiu Xuan secretly wondered if Wang Zheng's incredible strength and abnormal physical abilities were the result of being beaten like this by Teacher Wang since childhood.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Could this approach also be applied to him?

Hmm! A strange cultivation method has been added!

Just as Qiu Xuan remained silent, intending to double his training volume and torture himself to see the effect, Wang Dashao, who had attracted everyone's attention, was once again kicked away.

After falling to the ground, it rolled several times, slammed hard against the corner of the wall, slid down again, and fell face-first into the dirt before finally coming to a stop.

At the same time, the blood foam spurting from his mouth was so vivid and glaring.

Instantly, the entire training ground fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

After feeling all eyes on him, Wang Shengrong realized that he had been holding back for several days and had gone a bit too far.

However, Master Wang, who was very concerned about his reputation, would obviously not apologize, especially not to his son.

He scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, then revealed the same simple and honest smile as Wang Zheng.

Why are you all staring at me? Is there something on my face?

Everyone shook their heads.

Next, Wang Shengrong's master-level aura erupted once again.

"Then hurry up and practice! Do you all want me to personally guide you?!"