Chapter 256: The fist is not half as hard as the mouth
"Why, don't you want to try my strength?"
Seeing that the short-haired boy didn't dare to say a word, Wang Jin sneered.
"Don't you scream the most joyfully? Why, why don't you say anything now? Are you mute?"
Wang Jin's provocative voice sounded clearly throughout the entire auditorium through the microphone.
However, the short-haired boy said nothing, clenched his teeth, and still kept his back pressed against the wall. He remained silent with cold sweat rolling down his forehead.
Seeing that the short-haired boy who was extremely arrogant just now was turning into a coward at this moment, Wang Jin sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned to look at the rest of the people in the auditorium.
"What about you? Don't you also want to see my methods? If you are not convinced, just come up!"
He stood on the high platform carefree like that, pretending that no matter how many of you come, I will accompany you. In his words, he did not take this group of Beidou Seven School students who were so arrogant just now at all.
inside.
Not only the short-haired boy on the field, but also the other students from Beidou School in the auditorium were a little shocked at this moment, and their eyes were completely focused on the white paper inserted into the wall like a knife cutting tofu.
.
White paper is as thin as cicada wings. Such thin paper can easily hurt people. This is something everyone knows.
However, among all the people present, which one is an ordinary person?
Even among this group of freshmen, the weakest ones are still above the second-level warriors.
The short-haired boy has already reached the level of a fourth-level warrior.
A fourth-level martial artist trains his muscles and bones on the outside and his flesh and blood on the inside. His skin is like a felt drum and he is invulnerable to swords and guns.
Not to mention a mere piece of white paper, even a sword would be difficult to pierce their skin.
But now, Wang Jin just used an ordinary piece of white paper, even with some creases, to easily scratch the face of the short-haired boy.
To make a piece of white paper exert such great power is even more difficult than Wang Jin personally injuring a boy with a short hair.
what does that mean?
This means that Wang Jin can easily knock down this short-haired boy!
For a moment, everyone on the field was shocked by the hand Wang Jin showed just now.
However, those who still had the courage to come to this auditorium after seeing Wang Jin's great display of skills yesterday were all top students from Beidou Seven Schools. Although they were frightened by the methods Wang Jin had just shown, they still had the courage to come to the auditorium.
Under Wang Jin's arrogant words, some people were still unconvinced and stood up.
"Hehe, a new guy is a new guy, he's really crazy when he talks!"
In the auditorium, a burly man slowly stood up, with a sneer on his lips, looking at Wang Jin from a distance, and pointed at him with his finger: "You do have two brushes, but you are a sick man, you are not worthy of being called
Why do you have the qualifications of a Martial Saint? Today I will let the entire capital know that the bullshit qualifications of a Martial Saint are just a piece of rubbish in front of me!"
"Principal Zhang, if I beat up the freshmen representatives of your school at the freshmen assembly, your Daxia First Army Wu Da will not hold us accountable to our Tianxuan Wu Da, right?"
Before taking action, the burly man first looked at the principal Zhang Zehong who was sitting next to the high platform.
However, Zhang Zehong seemed to turn a deaf ear. He adjusted his silver-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, took out a book from nowhere, and started reading by himself, as if he didn't care about what was going to happen next in the auditorium.
The burly man sneered. He already understood Zhang Zehong's attitude. With a sneer on his lips, he strode towards Wang Jin on the high platform.
"Ge Peng is finally taking action!"
"Looking at Ge Peng, he seems to be full of confidence. Is he so confident that he thinks he can beat this guy named Wang Jin?"
"Can Ge Peng not be confident? He ranked 29th in the country in last year's college entrance examination. He was admitted to Tianxuan Martial Arts University as a fourth-level warrior. He broke through to the fifth-level warrior in the first semester of Tianxuan Martial Arts University. Now he is in the body
He is going to be angry soon, of course he has the confidence!"
"but
, I can’t see the reality of this Wang Jin, what’s going on? Is he a fourth-level warrior or a fifth-level warrior?”
"No matter what level of martial artist he is, it is obvious that this kid has not yet produced Gang Qi in his body. There are two completely different concepts between a warrior without Gang Qi and a warrior who has already produced Gang Qi in his body! Ge Peng is so confident, maybe in his body
He has already condensed his energy, and Wang Jin is no match for him!"
As Ge Peng strides towards the high platform, whispers can be heard among the people in the Beidou Seven Schools below. The top students in the Beidou Seven Schools are all familiar with each other, and they are very familiar with this sturdy man named Ge Peng.
Naturally, the big man also knew something about it.
"Boy, you dare to make our Tianxuan Martial Arts University make a fool of yourself in the capital, today..."
When the whispers came out, Ge Peng had already approached the high platform. With a sinister smile on his face, he raised his feet and was about to step towards the platform. Before he could finish his arrogant words, his eyes suddenly blurred.
A fist as fast as lightning appeared in front of him.
Ge Peng was shocked. The arrogant words he had not yet finished were swallowed back into his stomach. The rapidity of the wind caused by the fist made him feel awe-inspiring. The Gang Qi that had just been cultivated in his body was mobilized by him in an instant.
stand up.
Chi!
White Gang Qi emerged on his arm, he shouted loudly, his thick arm muscles flexed, and he punched him.
Peng!
The muffled sound was amplified by the microphone and spread throughout the auditorium, even causing the microphone to crackle for a while.
Ge Peng fell on his back. After his body fell to the ground, he was still carried by the huge impact force and slid backwards. Along the auditorium corridor, he hit the auditorium door with a "Peng" sound and rolled his eyes.
He actually passed out directly.
"You students who graduated from Tianxuan Martial Arts University, are the cold weapons of your practice all mouths?"
Wang Jin slowly withdrew his fist and shook his wrist slightly. Without even looking at the unconscious Ge Peng, his voice was calm: "Is that all you have? Your fist is not half as hard as your mouth."
silence.
There was deathly silence in the entire auditorium.
All the students from the Beidou Seven School opened their mouths wide at this moment, looking at Ge Peng who was lying on the ground and passed out in disbelief.
Before that, although they had seen the video of Wang Jin showing off his power at Guansheng Lake yesterday, they didn't take it seriously.
After all, the strongest among the freshmen were only fourth-level warriors. If they had reached fifth-level warriors, they might not be much worse than Wang Jin.
However, at this moment, Ge Peng, a fifth-level warrior, was knocked down by Wang Jin with one punch. This had already made these old students realize how naive their previous ideas were!