The commentators are praising Wang Zheng to the skies, while the guy on the field, whom the commentators are calling the "acne-ridden guy in jail," is probably feeling like crying inside.

This is outrageous! Who competes like this? This is cheating!

That's a foul, and just how strong is this kid?

Wasn't this training ground supposed to be meticulously crafted by dozens of earth-element instructors? What rubbish! Beijing University is truly a disgrace!

Or is this guy a despicable villain who is actually an earth-type ability user and deliberately hiding his identity?

That doesn't make sense either. All contestants need to register their ability type. If it were a disguise, wouldn't it have been discovered long ago?

The contestant from Renmin University couldn't figure it out any longer and got stuck in a dead end. However, when he thought about the boast he had just made, sweat instantly broke out on his face.

"boom--"

"call out--"

He stood there in mid-air, looking like a fool, but our young master Wang was far from idle.

Before the pimple-faced man could think further, the boulder, the size of a small artificial hill, hurtled towards him like a meteorite from outer space, with a whooshing sound...

Finally, it struck the mental barrier in mid-air, exploding into a cloud of dust that pattered down, startling the surrounding audience who gasped in surprise.

At this moment, Wang Zheng's mouth twisted into a crooked shape, and he even had time to make a self-deprecating joke.

"You missed. I'll aim better this time."

The pimple-faced man, who barely dodged the attack, was covered in cold sweat. He hadn't reacted at all for that brief moment, and the immense air pressure whistled past his ears, stinging his cheeks.

The violent air currents generated by the boulder swayed him violently through the air, almost causing him to fall.

Just as he was still in shock, a second boulder flew over!

"No, this passive dodging isn't going to work. He can make countless mistakes, but I can't. If I get hit even once, I'll be dead without even thinking..."

Seeing the worry on his mentor's face in the distance, the acne-ridden man felt a surge of determination in his heart.

"Damn it, let's go all out!"

Then, gritting his teeth, he forcefully shook his arms, unleashing his spiritual power, and shot out like an arrow, hurtling straight toward Wang Zheng with a whooshing sound.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng smiled slightly.

He hadn't originally intended to make it so fancy; he just wanted to finish off his opponent with one punch.

However, before taking action, Wang Zheng suddenly remembered seeing some netizens criticizing Imperial University in the comments section of his first match video, saying that they had held the event for three consecutive years, but now they were being very perfunctory in hosting this martial arts tournament and had not made adequate preparations.

That's why our young master Wang got the idea to sabotage the venue.

What's more, you can also show off your style along the way, so why not?

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Wang Zheng did not intend to delay any longer. He then gently tossed the boulder in his hand, swung his right fist, and slammed it directly into the boulder.

In an instant, countless small stones flew out of his hand like raindrops, the dense stones shooting out like cannonballs towards the other side of the field.

Don't be fooled by how small these stones are; with their terrifying kinetic energy, if they were to hit you, they would leave a large hole and go right through you. If you're not careful, you'd either die or get seriously injured.

"Oh no! Get out of the way!"

Seeing this, the professor from Renmin University on the sidelines hurriedly shouted a reminder.

Upon hearing his teacher's reminder, the pimple-faced boy immediately snapped out of his daze and desperately channeled his spiritual energy, dodging while simultaneously forming a protective shield around his body, trying to block all the stones.

At this moment, he had unleashed his most powerful abilities, forcefully activating his mental energy to make himself spin rapidly like a top.

The already gruesome face became even more distorted and grotesque due to the excessive use of mental energy.

At this moment, the small stones had reached the other party, but they were guided to draw an arc around him, and then, to everyone's astonishment and shock, they hit the ground accurately and exploded.

"He does have some skills, he's got a few tricks up his sleeve, but that's all he has left."

Just as the acne-ridden man was congratulating himself on his timely response, Wang Zheng muttered something and then stomped his right foot down again.

With a deafening roar that shook the earth, his figure vanished from the spot and reappeared in front of the other party.

Wang Zheng clenched his right fist and, as if in slow motion, gently placed it on the pimple-faced man's chest.

"boom--"

Upon contact, a wisp of white smoke rose out of thin air, and the force of the punch was like a mountain collapsing, sending the pimple-faced man flying.

"Snap!"

His chest bones were shattered, he was spitting blood, and he lay on the ground, pale and convulsing in pain, too weak to even get up.

Wang Zheng didn't pursue, but simply stood quietly in the center of the field, patiently waiting for the referee to announce the result of the match...

"The outcome is decided! Wang Zheng has won another victory. Congratulations to Nanjing University!"

With Yu Hai's passionate commentary, the match came to a complete end with the referee's whistle.

At this moment, Wang Zheng jogged a few steps, quickly walked to the edge of the field, waved to the medical staff who were preparing to treat the man, then cast two beams of holy light at him before bending down and whispering:

"Sorry, being strong really does mean you can do whatever you want~"

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