When Chu Tianxing saw that everyone supported Wang Zheng's idea, he thought about it carefully and was immediately shocked.
"I was wondering why Old Man Yan suddenly wanted to participate in this exchange match, especially after his blatant provocations. Has he really found a way to deal with Wang Zheng?"
However, he couldn't quite remember whether he had promised Wang Zheng to replace his weapon during military training; it seemed like he had, but it also seemed like he hadn't.
Then he could only wave his hand helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, go to the management office to exchange it yourself. But I'm telling you, you have to return the previous C-grade hammer. I'll put in a good word for you. But since I've exchanged the weapon for you, you know the rules."
Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng thumped his chest loudly.
"Understood. If I don't get first place, I'll offer my head as a reward!"
Seeing Wang Zheng's arrogant expression, Chu Tianxing reminded him, "You yourself said that the other party will definitely have studied you, so don't be careless or underestimate them."
Wang Zheng was still showing off: "Just you wait and see, this time I'll definitely help you save face and save face."
Chu Tianxing was pleased to see this, and without saying anything more, he turned around and transformed into a bolt of lightning to escape.
"Roar—"
Still basking in the afterglow of his successful deception, Wang Zheng vaguely heard a high-pitched dragon roar.
Looking up suddenly, Chu Tianxing was nowhere to be seen in the distance. The white figure that was rapidly disappearing was clearly a majestic platinum dragon, shining brightly in the sunlight.
Then, in the quiet martial arts hall, Chu Tianxing's voice carried from afar.
"You should get a new weapon as soon as possible; modifications take time... time... time..."
Wang Zheng was truly shocked by Old Man Chu this time, and he was also surprised by Old Man Chu's progress in cultivation.
Pointing in the direction where Chu Tianxing disappeared, he stammered, "Did you...see that? Just now...wasn't the principal...turned into a dragon?"
Chu Xiaoman skipped over and patted Wang Zheng's head: "Why do you always talk nonsense? Doesn't Grandpa often transform into lightning like this? What's so surprising about that?"
Wang Zheng ignored her, but when he saw Wu Huan shaking his head in the same way, he felt even more puzzled.
Am I really hallucinating? That doesn't make sense.
"There was a dragon's roar just now, it was very loud, you couldn't have missed it, could you?"
Seeing the three of them shake their heads again, Wang Zheng's excited heart gradually cooled down.
Just as he was deep in thought, Mei Yiqi walked over and asked, "Wang Zheng, is this freshman exchange competition really as difficult as you say? Are the opponents really that strong?"
Wang Zheng was still thinking about what happened with the dragon's roar earlier, and waved his hand impatiently: "Strong my ass, it's just a baby cup."
"Baby cup?"
All three were puzzled and said in unison.
Wang Zheng suddenly snapped out of it and realized, "Damn it, I've finally said what's on my mind."
Since we've already started this act, we might as well see it through to the end.
A disdainful sneer appeared on his lips, then he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, feigning a lonely and desolate air.
Then, deliberately lowering his voice, he slowly said, "To me, this is a competition specifically for babies to play house. I call it the Baby Cup, understand?"
These words left the three of them speechless.
Mei Yiqi wanted to slap himself a few times. "Serves you right for being so foul-mouthed! Who told you to ask that!"
Now it's all right, let's install it for him.
Then, he shouted angrily, "Don't be so smug! Let me tell you, I won't let you have all the glory this time. I'll be the one to face you in the finals! I'll make you admit that I'm your equal!"
How can you say the most pathetic things in a fierce tone?
He was self-aware enough not to say he would defeat Wang Zheng and win the championship.
On the other hand, Wang Zheng still maintained his expert demeanor, with his head lowered, eyes squinted, and head held high, gazing at the sky.
Hearing Mei Yiqi's words, he didn't move, but only glanced at him slightly.
He then let out a cold snort from deep within his nasal cavity and uttered two words indifferently.
"Baby."
"Hahahaha..." Chu Xiaoman was laughing hysterically, clutching her stomach and rolling around on the ground.
Wu Huan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Mei Yiqi was furious. He shouted that he would surpass her one day as he ran towards the dormitory.
Seeing him flee in such a disheveled state was heartbreaking, and his voice sounded choked with emotion.
Chu Xiaoman said with a smile, "Wang Zheng, aren't you going a bit too far with what you're saying? I think he looks like he's crying."
Although she said Wang Zheng was being unreasonable, she was actually the one who laughed the loudest just now.
Wang Zheng ignored him as well, casually flicked his non-existent sleeve, turned around with a flourish, and uttered the same address to Chu Xiaoman.
"Baby is the second one."
"Hey! Wang Zheng!!!"
Instantly, Chu Xiaoman, like an enraged lioness, lunged at Wang Zheng with bared teeth and claws.
Wang Zheng couldn't keep up the act any longer and burst into laughter.
Instantly, laughter, playful shouts, and Chu Xiaoman's angry yells filled the entire martial arts hall, mingling together and carried far away on the early autumn breeze.
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