Zhou Guorong hung up, and the audience fell into a bewildered silence.
"Mr. Zhou will personally ask them. Things should be okay, right?" after a while, the principal said nervously.
"Not necessarily." Director Zheng, who rarely smokes, lit a cigarette.
"Qingyang University is the number one martial arts college in the country. The teachers there are all treated as officials. Mr. Zhou’s face may not be good enough."
"But Young Master Zhou is really capable. Can't he join with his strength?" the principal asked, then smiled bitterly.
"Everything in the world is not done according to common sense," Director Zheng replied.
"Don't worry," Zhou Ping said without a care. "If Qingyang University has no eyes, then I will break their door."
A drop of cold sweat trailed on the principal’s and Director Zheng’s foreheads.
Break the gate of Qingyang University? This is not the way to find death!
"Don't worry. I will only block their new students." Zhou Ping saw the principal and Director Zheng’s expressions and explained with a smile.
"Even the freshmen are not easy, okay? Qingyang University’s freshmen are the best students in the country."
"If I remember correctly, the test is not over yet? Didn't it mean that there are two tests? What is the second one?" Zhou Ping looked at the principal with bright eyes. He was now very interested in the test.
Most of the schoolmasters liked school exams. Now, Zhou Ping deeply understood this sentence.
"The second test is actual combat, and the teacher is responsible for the assessment." The principal looked at the debris and swallowed his saliva.
"Let's start then! Who will fight against me?" Zhou Ping looked at the teachers with full interest. All the teachers who met Zhou Ping's eyes trembled and avoided Zhou Ping's gaze.
"Are you kidding? Who would dare fight someone who blew a tester in one punch. If the principal hit the school’s tester, then he could blow it. But that 500-point tester? Even the principal might not be able to destroy it. If we fight you, we’re just looking for a beating,” the teachers complained in their hearts. Being afraid to fight a student, the teachers were embarrassed beyond words.
The principal also didn’t speak. Even if he asked to fight Zhou Ping, he wasn’t sure he could win. Fortunately, he wasn’t the strongest among everyone that was present.
The audience looked at Director Zheng. As the head of the Martial Arts Bureau, his strength was definitely extremely strong.
"Young Master Zhou is extraordinary and is the seed of martial arts in the future. I don't think the teachers in our school are qualified to test Young Master Zhou. Why not let Director Zheng test you himself?" the principal said to Director Zheng.
"Who was it? Who attacked me?" just as Director Zheng was about to speak, an angry voice shouted.
Everyone looked at the voice and saw Wu Jingshan standing up from the ground with an angry expression and looking around fiercely.
"Huh? Li Xiaoyi? Why are you sitting on the ground?" Obviously, Wu Jingshan, who hadn't figured out the situation, saw Li Xiaoyi pale and limp on the ground and immediately cave to her.
"Because of me." Zhou Ping laughed. "Li Xiaoyi was fascinated by my strength, and felt that I was really a dragon and Phoenix among the people. She felt my domineering spirit and immediately admired me, right?" Zhou Ping looked at Li Xiaoyi mockingly, and Li Xiaoyi's whole body trembled even more.
"By the way, I was the one who knocked you out." Zhou Ping looked down at Wu Jingshan.
"Wu Jingshan seems to have always liked Li Xiaoyi, right?"
"I remember him pursuing Li Xiaoyi, but Li Xiaoyi never agreed to him."
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"It's no wonder that when he saw Li Xiaoyi, he ran over to show his diligence."
Whether it was a student or a teacher, they looked at Wu Jingshan like he was wearing a green hat.
Wu Jingshan keenly felt the changes in the people around him, but he didn't know what the change meant.
"Do you like Li Xiaoyi?" Zhou Ping also heard what the people were saying, and his eyes changed.
"Stay away from Li Xiaoyi in the future." Zhou Ping had already regarded Li Xiaoyi as his own personal property. He wouldn't allow others to covet her.
"Why?" Wu Jingshan stared at Zhou Ping, his eyes dismissive.
"Li Xiaoyi is already my private property." Zhou Ping pointed to Li Xiaoyi, and Wu Jingshan followed his finger only to see a trembling Li Xiaoyi.
"What did you do to Li Xiaoyi? Bastard!" Wu Jingshan yelled and rushed towards Zhou Ping.
Boom!
Wu Jingshan flew, but it was not Zhou Ping who punched, but Teacher Zhang, who was in charge of the exam.
"Zhou Ping!" Obviously it was Teacher Zhang's hand, but Wu Jingshan glared at Zhou Ping. "If you have the ability, don't rely on your background. Why are you hiding behind the teacher? I want to fight you!"
"Fight me?" Zhou Ping looked at Wu Jingshan in amusement. If it was not before the test, Zhou Ping might still be a little interested in Wu Jingshan's challenge. After all, Zhou Ping didn't know how strong he was at that time.
But after destroying the tester, even the principal didn't dare to fight against himself. Zhou Ping knew that his level had already left these ordinary students in the dust. What's the point of playing against Wu Jingshan? Dragons never show their majesty by defeating ants.
"I want to fight you. Don't hide if you’re a man." Wu Jingshan stood up and approached Zhou Ping step by step.
No one stopped Wu Jingshan, and everyone around him looked at him like they were watching a clown. It was a pity that Wu Jingshan, who was dazzled by anger, didn't notice it.
"You can’t defeat me in a duel." Zhou Ping shook his head, turned around, and walked towards the chair.
Wu Jingshan only knew Zhou Ping from the past. In his eyes, Zhou Ping was just trash, how dare he ignore him like that?
"I want you to die!"
Seeing Zhou Ping's disdain for him, Wu Jingshan could no longer contain his anger and punched Zhou Ping's back. With the blessing of anger, Wu Jingshan's punch far exceeded his usual level. Wu Jingshan believed that as long as he could hit Zhou Ping, Zhou Ping would definitely die.
"Mean…"
"Stop it…"
The principal and others wanted to scream, but before Wu Jingshan got too close, no one had time to take action.
Boom!
Wu Jingshan's fist hitted Zhou Ping's back. However, before Wu Jingshan his hit landed, he smiled, then heard a “click.”
His hand was broken.