"You've reached level five?"
Sun Aotian was completely dumbfounded.
Although I had guessed it earlier, I was still shocked.
So, am I out of luck?
I'm at level three, he's at level four.
I have a Level 4 certificate, and he has a Level 5 certificate.
If this continues, when will I, Old Sun, ever get my revenge?
Is it already a long way off?
Feeling resentful and angry, Sun Aotian stubbornly said, "I'm not convinced. You're using your level to suppress me. If you're so capable, fight me with your level four strength. I'm sure I can beat you."
"Haven't you realized yet? That was level four power just now."
Zhang Hao calmly said, "Your physical body is indeed strong, but my Thunder Tempering Body is no weaker than your physical body. Under the Thunder Armor, my physical body is even stronger than yours."
“My nerve reaction speed is faster, and my speed has increased dramatically! Your attack just now was very powerful. If it were me at level four... I would also be injured, but it's useless if you can't hit me.”
"I, Zhang Hao, am immune to your mental attacks, faster than you, stronger than you physically, and I still have my ultimate Thunder Power move unused. Monkey... what makes you think you can beat me at the same level?"
Actually, if it were a previous life...
Zhang Hao might not be so sure; he could have beaten Sun Aotian in the same grade.
However, his strength was the result of two lifetimes of accumulated experience. He had fought countless times against zombies, mutated creatures, and awakened beings, and his combat skills in escaping death were unmatched.
Others need to feel their way across the river by feeling for the stones.
But he doesn't need it.
This resulted in Sun Aotian being no match for him, despite both possessing extraordinary talent.
It's like everyone is starting from the same starting line, but Zhang Hao isn't; he's already a lap ahead or even more.
The speeds are about the same, so what makes you think you can overtake on a curve?
It's not just Sun Aotian who's a monkey; in a one-on-one fight, neither Zhao Wu nor Honglian are his match.
"No! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Sun Aotian was devastated.
He picked up the golden cudgel and charged forward with bloodshot eyes.
Bang bang bang!
Several attacks with a large stick.
But Zhang Hao seemed to be strolling leisurely.
Easily dodge his attacks, and then find his weak points every time.
Even as he began to get injured, Sun Aotian remained unmoved.
"So fragile? You've already been hit so hard you're questioning your very existence?"
Zhang Hao was helpless.
He glanced at Meng Wu.
Meng Wu understood and went over.
"Enough!"
"Not enough! I want to keep fighting! I can still win!"
"Aotian, do you not even listen to your master anymore?" Meng Wu said sternly.
"Master, I just want to win just once! I really want to win just once!"
Sun Aotian gritted his teeth.
He gripped the golden cudgel tightly, his expression extremely stubborn.
"Is winning or losing that important to you?"
"important."
"But you've already lost."
"I didn't lose! I can still fight!"
"Aotian, regardless of whether winning or losing is important, you must at least recognize your own limitations."
Meng Wu criticized, "The president has already given you enough face, otherwise he could have defeated you in one move. But he still used his level four strength to spar with him. Since you lost, you have to accept it."
"This is about respecting others, and also about respecting yourself. Your tantrums and unreasonable behavior show absolutely no manners. Have you forgotten the manners I taught you in your very first lesson?"
"Master..."
Sun Aotian was still unwilling.
Seeing the monkey like this, Meng Wu sighed.
"It seems you still want to be a wild monkey that no one can discipline. Well then, your teacher will help you tear off the last veil of shame. From now on, you can act as unruly as you want. I won't care about you anymore."
Meng Wu was very disappointed.
He shook his head and walked over.
They ripped off his tattered shirt.
Embarrassingly, he was wearing another shirt underneath his short-sleeved shirt.
It's a lace bra.
The color is a super soft pink, and it's semi-transparent.
Everyone was stunned.
Holy crap!
That monkey is awesome!
Wow, that's so classy! Or is it something Meng Wu likes?
Zhang Hao looked at him strangely and chuckled, teasingly saying, "You two, master and apprentice, are playing pretty perverted games."
Meng Wu was stunned: "You! When did you secretly put this on?"
“When we were chasing the Devourer in the North Fifth Ring Road last time, Master, you weren’t here… so I went into a shop and secretly put it on. I just wanted to try it on, but it was so comfortable that I couldn’t bear to take it off,” Sun Aotian said cautiously.
"You impudent monkey! You impudent monkey! Are you trying to drive your master to his death? You've ruined my reputation, Meng Wu's, for life! If I don't beat you to tears this time... I'm not a Meng!"
"Come on, stick your ass out! Stick it out high!"
Meng Wuyi snatched the golden cudgel away.
Just as the monkey was about to attack Sun Aotian, he quickly ran away.
but.
Meng Wu threatened fiercely, "If you run away, I will never acknowledge you as my disciple again."
"Then I won't run."
Sun Aotian could only stay where he was.
He stuck his buttocks out high, letting his master whip him.
Splat! Splat!
With each blow, Sun Aotian cried out in pain.
His superpowers were long gone, and his physical defenses weren't that strong anymore.
My master is at least a Level 3 Awakener.
How could he not feel pain after being whipped with all his might?
"Ouch! It hurts so much! Master, please have mercy! I was wrong, I was really wrong."
Sun Aotian pleaded repeatedly, "I should admit defeat. I want to be a polite monkey. I will never dare to do it again, Master! I will definitely respect the Chairman from now on and never make you angry again."
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