The force of the punch swept through the air like a gale, carrying a sharp edge, tearing through the air and creating a stunning sonic boom.
Like a thunderclap.
The perfected Thunderclap Fist was unleashed in full force at this moment.
One punch, nine thunderous roars.
The powerful punches were stacked nine times in this moment, increasing their power exponentially.
Sensing the fierce punch from behind, the young man's expression changed drastically. He suddenly accelerated, then turned around in a strange manner, and threw out a punch as well.
Boom... Bang...
In a single exchange, two different fist forces collided.
An invisible wave of air surged out like a torrent or tsunami.
Thump thump thump...
Instantly, the young man's face turned pale, as if his body had been struck by a boulder weighing tens of thousands of pounds. A powerful force erupted, pushing him backward more than ten steps.
They stomped a row of footprints on the ground.
"Kid, you're not bad. You're a bit stronger than I expected."
The young man squinted at Lin Xuan and said in a deep voice, "No wonder the guild leader values you so much and wants to give you a spot in the Mangshan training camp assessment."
"Mangshan Training Camp? President? What the hell are you talking about?"
Lin Xuan frowned and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you? Are you one of those two who were following me before?"
Although it was a question, Lin Xuan was very certain.
The guy in front of him and the people following him are definitely in cahoots.
"Don't put it so harshly, what do you mean by 'in cahoots'? We're all from the Martial Arts Guild." The young man immediately said, "We have no ill intentions towards you."
Our president would like to invite you to participate in the assessment for the Mangshan training camp.
so……"
"So you followed me, investigated me, and then tested my strength."
Lin Xuan's eyes immediately sharpened.
He stared directly at the young man with a sharp gaze, and said coldly, "I don't care if you're from the Martial Arts Guild or some other major power."
I hope this is the first and the last time.
As for the training camp assessment you mentioned, I have no interest in it.
Go back and tell your club president to stop trying to take advantage of me, or... I'll make him regret it..."
Before the young man could even finish speaking, Lin Xuan didn't give him a chance to reply.
He turned around and left immediately.
However, after walking a few steps...
Lin Xuan suddenly stopped again, turned around and looked at the young man with a cold smile: "Let me give you a piece of advice, if you want to vomit blood, then vomit it, don't hold it in."
Otherwise your injuries will worsen..."
After saying that, Lin Xuan took a step forward and was already dozens of meters away.
In the blink of an eye, he blended into the crowd.
"puff……"
As soon as Lin Xuan left, a strange blush appeared on the young man's originally pale face.
Then, a mouthful of blood gushed out.
His energy instantly waned.
"Damn, are all high school students these days this weird?"
The young man raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, a bitter smile on his face.
He really lost out this time.
I originally thought that Lin Xuan was just a high school student, and that it would be easy to control him.
Who would have thought Lin Xuan was so monstrous, with terrifyingly strong abilities?
He was certain that Lin Xuan had held back with that punch, otherwise, he wouldn't have just coughed up blood.
I'm afraid his bones would already be shattered and his meridians severed.
...
Lin Xuan had no idea how much of a blow he had dealt to the young man.
After entering the school, he became more reserved.
He began his daily cultural studies as usual, perhaps because his strength had increased and he had absorbed the souls of a large number of disciples from the Body Sect.
Lin Xuan felt that not only was his spirit stronger, but his mind was also much sharper.
A photographic memory; the ability to apply knowledge to new situations.
These have all become basic skills.
Things that were unclear before, I can understand at a glance now.
"Academic subjects also account for a portion of the college entrance examination. I used to worry about my academic performance, but now I don't have to worry about that at all."
Lin Xuan's lips curled up slightly, secretly excited.
Time flies.
The morning passed smoothly like this.
The afternoon session was a practical training session.
In this world, martial arts are gradually flourishing, and the Xia Kingdom attaches great importance to martial arts, with practical combat taking up an increasingly larger proportion of students' courses.
Basically, at least half of the day is spent on actual combat.
However, for the students in Class 294 of the senior year, this practical lesson was a nightmare that most of them did not want to experience.
"Holy crap, another real battle. I'm probably going to get wrecked again this time."
A kick on the training ground.
The chubby Zhang Mang rolled his eyes and came to Lin Xuan's side, saying, "Do you believe that old bastard Ke will definitely send Lu Lingfeng up to defend the title again later..."
Lin Xuan chuckled lightly, his expression calm, and did not reply.
The "Old Ke" that Zhang Mang mentioned is Ke Shoucheng, their practical training instructor, a veteran who retired from Shanhaiguan.
I've heard that his strength has reached the peak of the Blood Exchange stage.
They were only one step away from reaching the Qi Refining stage.
It ranks among the top three in Fengle No. 4 Middle School.
As for Lu Lingfeng, he is the class monitor of Class 294 in the third year of high school, a rich second-generation with great talent.
His Qi and Blood have reached 1.6, making him a genuine first-level Body Tempering martial artist.
In each practical lesson, Ke Shoucheng would arrange for a champion to take the challenge, and then let the other students go up to challenge him.
However, Lu Lingfeng was basically the champion every time.
This was originally understandable, given Lu Lingfeng's strength.
However, Lu Lingfeng was somewhat arrogant and did not know how to control his strength. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he broke his classmates' hands and feet several times.
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