As soon as I entered the old physical fitness testing center, a round, dark shadow rushed towards me.
Shen Qian's eyes sharpened, and he subconsciously raised his hand and threw a punch.
Pfft!
Looking at the deflated basketball hanging on his arm, and Zheng Shaoyang who ran over and then stopped in surprise, Shen Qian's lips twitched.
"Have you been secretly taking those 'power pills' again lately?"
After his initial shock, Zheng Shaoyang looked Shen Qian up and down as if he didn't recognize him, and clicked his tongue and said, "My basketball is made of synthetic leather from monsters, it's incredibly tough, and you actually smashed it with one punch, awesome, Brother Qian!"
"Not at all, not at all. It's just a trivial skill, nothing to mention. Brother Yang, you flatter me!"
Seeing that Zheng Shaoyang didn't intend to make him pay, Shen Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said very humbly.
"But this is really a bit outrageous."
After taking the tattered basketball down, Zheng Shaoyang was still somewhat incredulous. "Have you already broken through to the Martial Artist level?"
"So-so, anyway, one punch is no problem for Zhou Xiaoguang."
He spoke frankly before sinking into the water.
Just as Shen Qian finished speaking, Zhou Xiaoguang walked in.
"Utterly ridiculous!"
Seeing Zhou Xiaoguang give him an unfriendly look before walking past him with his head held high and an air of arrogance, Shen Qian suddenly felt ashamed of being caught talking badly about someone behind their back.
"You're quite adept at mutual flattery, but monster leather... why don't you just say it's dragon scales?"
"Play around, joke around, but don't make fun of my brother Zhou!"
The two men who followed Zhou Xiaoguang in each made a comment and walked past them with sneers.
"Don't worry, Zhou Xiaoguang is arrogant and thinks he's invincible in No. 7 Middle School. He won't stoop to your level."
Seeing that Shen Qian's expression was not right, Zheng Shaoyang comforted Shen Qian, saying, "Find an opportunity to apologize to him later, and this matter will be over."
"Hmm, Xiao Zhou... Xiao Guang is not bad."
Shen Qian nodded and commented that he and Zhou Xiaoguang didn't actually have any major conflicts. To be honest, the only issue was that Zhou Xiaoguang was unhappy with his immediate surrender during their first sparring session, feeling that he lacked martial ethics.
Also, he had an advantage in the last death row battle, while Zhou Xiaoguang suffered a humiliating defeat, which made him, who considered himself the pride of No. 7 Middle School, feel somewhat unbalanced.
Compared to Zhao Xin, Zhou Xiaoguang, who also came from a powerful family in Beicheng, did not resort to any tricks against him, which can be considered quite upright.
"Shenqian, why don't you reply to my messages or answer my calls!"
A huffy voice rang in her ears; it was Huo Ling'er, who had just arrived. She puffed out her cheeks and demanded, "And why did you disappear for another week without explanation?"
"Am I obligated to report to you? What is our relationship?" Shen Qian retorted.
"You, me, us..."
Huo Ling'er's face turned bright red, especially when she saw Zheng Shaoyang's probing gaze beside her, and she was speechless for a moment.
"What you're doing is wrong!"
After weakly uttering a sentence, Huo Ling'er turned and ran away, seemingly heading towards the toilet.
Tsk, still the same old weakling...
Shen Qian, who felt that his emotional intelligence had improved recently, shook his head, feeling no sense of accomplishment.
After everyone in the top class had arrived, Chen Feng and Zhao Hanhai walked in at just the right moment.
They always arrived right on time, and Shen Qian strongly suspected that they had arrived long ago, but were hiding in some corner and only came out at the very end.
When the two arrived, they didn't rush to speak. At first, Shen Qian thought they were waiting for Liu Changqing, until a middle-aged man with graying temples and an elegant demeanor walked in. Only then did Shen Qian realize that he had misunderstood.
"Good morning, Principal!"
The people in the training class were all familiar with the newcomer and greeted him loudly. It was Huang Tao, the current principal of No. 7 Middle School.
Hello, students.
Huang Tao nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as he remarked, "Although I haven't shown myself these past few days, I've been keeping an eye on you all. Compared to two months ago, you've all grown a lot..."
"Is Xiaoguang already preparing to break through to the Martial Artist level?"
Huang Tao's appreciative gaze first fell on Zhou Xiaoguang, "Once you break through, you can rival a third-stage initial martial artist. You truly deserve to be called the pride of the Seventh Middle School. Very good!"
Third-stage beginner martial artist?
Everyone was taken aback at first, then began to whisper among themselves, somewhat losing their composure.
As a group of students from No. 7 Middle School with good family backgrounds and broad knowledge, they only knew the concept of extraordinary quasi-martial artists, but few of them had the conditions to actually try to break through.
Upon hearing that Zhou Xiaoguang, a quasi-martial artist of extraordinary abilities, was so powerful, they all felt envious.
Shen Qian silently estimated that Zhou Xiaoguang should have opened two to three apertures, which was slightly worse than Huo Ling'er, but compared with ordinary people, he was already outstanding.
I wonder if Ding Yi has finally figured it out, and if so, how many times...
But someone who was specifically asked to leave by the admissions team of Beiwu University must be pretty good, right?
"Ling'er is also good. The admission teams from Shenwu and Suzhou University of Science and Technology have been practically knocking down my door."
Huang Tao then looked at Huo Ling'er and asked with a smile, "So, have you thought about skipping a grade and taking the college entrance exam early? Both admissions offices said they won't hold you back for your humanities scores."
Huo Ling'er was the only second-year high school student present, hence Huang Tao's question.
Huo Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Shen Qian hesitantly, "I...I haven't thought about it yet."
If you haven't thought it through, then you haven't thought it through. Why are you looking at me?
Shen Qian silently complained in his heart.
"Think it over carefully." Huang Tao nodded slightly and sighed, "It's a pity that Liu Situ doesn't accept female students..."
Everyone was confused, except for Zhou Xiaoguang, whose expression changed. Huang Tao ignored everyone's reaction and praised many people by name.
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