Wang Jing suddenly looked at Xun Zhengchu with some admiration, his eyes shining.

Still strong despite being old!

So awesome!

The peak master said to kill him and that’s it!

"His body is left to you, Tianwu, to deal with."

At this time, a middle-aged figure fell from the sky, holding Xinlu's body in his hand, and threw it into the ruins.

Wang Jing looked over, his face bewildered.

Forehead?

Did I misunderstand something?

"Principal, are you okay?" Xun Zhengchu asked when he saw that Wang Jing's eyes looked strange.

"Ah? Nothing."

Wang Jing came back to his senses and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

It seems... Xinlu was slapped to death by him.

It almost became a big misunderstanding.

Xun Zhengchu is an old man in his seventies. He has been working in the school since its establishment. Although he is a bit of a hands-off boss, in the hearts of everyone in the school, he is a highly respected master.

Xun Zhengchu introduced: "This is the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of War, Zhao Wenfu."

"Hello, Minister Zhao." Wang Jing nodded slightly.

The Ministry of War is the department in charge of Wuhan University in China, and Tianwu is also under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.

In fact, Wang Jing had some impression of Zhao Wenbin, but this was their first meeting.

"Hello."

Zhao Wenfu looked at Wang Jing deeply and sighed, "A tiger father will have a dog son. Brother Tianping has a good son who is both wise and brave."

"Yes, indeed."

“…”

The corners of Zhao Wenfu's mouth twitched slightly. Can you be more humble?

He had heard of Wang Jing's name before. After all, he could kill a master with just six-star combat power, and was even called the "human devil" among the alien races in the forbidden area.

This time when we came over, we found that he was almost a cripple and even five masters couldn't kill him.

Wang Jing no longer sat there. He glanced at the scrapped wheelchair and the ruined fighting arena, and shook his head slightly.

The grandmaster-level battle almost destroyed the entire school.

If it's king level...

Wang Jing couldn't help but glance at Zhao Wenfu. Could this be a king-level warrior?

It seems that it is almost enough to kill Xinlu with one slap.

"Is everyone okay?" Wang Jing looked at the four deans and asked with concern.

"I won't die." Jian Wenbo grinned, revealing a row of bloody teeth.

No one died, that's the best outcome.

Although I was injured, it's better than losing my life.

"We only exploded two energies, right? You can keep the remaining two for healing. I'm going back to the office first."

Wang Jing took two steps, looked at Nie Yang, and said, "Also, don't forget about the list. By the way, find me something that can restore my internal organs, meridians, and bones."

After saying that, Wang Jing left.

Mu Xinghe and the other four looked at each other and couldn't help grinning.

Principal, you are back in business!

And they could also feel that after experiencing this serious injury, Wang Jing became more mature and stable than before.

Xun Zhengchu also noticed this change and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The wild boy from before has finally grown up.

"Um, Minister Zhao, please go in and have a cup of hot tea first."

It was only then that Mu Xinghe realized that Zhao Wenfu was standing there with an embarrassed look on his face, and he quickly spoke to ease the awkwardness.

The principal is really something.

Why did you just leave them here?

Zhao Wenfu smiled dryly and said, "Forget it. I have things to do at the department. I have to go back first."

"Okay then..." Mu Xinghe could only look regretful.

After Zhao Wenfu left, Jian Wenbo grinned and said, "The principal did this on purpose."

"Ahem, talk less." Mu Xinghe said helplessly.

After all, he is an eight-star king, so give him some face.

But everyone could see that Wang Jing was deliberately ignoring Zhao Wenfu.

As for the reason, it was just that the child wanted to vent his dissatisfaction.

After all, in the battle in the South China Sea restricted area, Tianwu, as a private Wuhan university, withstood the tremendous pressure.

Even a king-level warrior and several half-step masters were killed in the battle.

Its military achievements are so outstanding that they surpass those of Southeast Wuhan University and Guangzhou Wuhan University.

only……

Tianwu has always relied on itself without any financial allocation from the state.

But the other two Wuhan Universities do.

Wang Jing was naturally a little dissatisfied with the different treatment.

Zhao Wenfu also knew about this, so he didn't dare to stay in Tianwu and quickly slipped away.

…………

Principal's office.

Wang Jingsheng lay helplessly on a multifunctional boss chair.

There are only 50,000 energy balls left.

Converted into RMB, it is 500 million.

With a sigh, Wang Jing didn't think about it anymore. Instead, he brought out the virtual screen and went online to check the realm divisions of warriors.

"One and two star warriors temper the bones of the upper and lower limbs, three star warriors temper the spine and chest ribs, and the highest strength is 10,000 jin."

"A four-star warrior can temper his internal organs, facial bones, and cranium, integrating the strength of his internal organs and bones. His maximum strength is 20,000 jin."

"A five-star warrior cultivates the Yin-Yang Qiao, Yin-Yang Wei, and Chongdai meridians. After opening the Ren and Du meridians, they possess a body of steel and skin, and a peak strength of 50,000 jin."

"Six-star warriors cultivate bones. The primary silver bone has a strength of 60,000 jin, the intermediate gold bone has a strength of 70,000 jin, and the advanced purple gold bone has a strength of 80,000 jin."

"At the peak of six stars, one begins to transform and can be called a half-step master. Strength reaches 100,000 and spirit 1,000 points... A warrior who has cultivated the Glazed Golden Bone can also be called a half-step master."

Formal warriors possess a strength of 1,000 kilograms and begin to use the qi and blood in their bodies to temper their limbs and bones, while spiritual warriors use their mental power to temper their limbs.

People like Wang Jing who have high strength and spirit are called geniuses, and they practice both.

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