Chapter 132: Invincible Mediterranean
The freshmen lay on the ground, questioning life itself.
What kind of terrifying fighting technique was this?
Just had the time to eat a watermelon, and—
Over a thousand people were completely wiped out?
Didn't even use superpowers! Didn't even use his hands!
They were on completely different levels!
Was he some kind of god?
Only two years older than us, how could he be this strong?
Jiangnan grinned and looked at Liu Tao, who was squatting on the ground holding his stomach.
He took the half-eaten watermelon rind—scooped clean with a spoon—and plopped it onto Liu Tao's head.
"Yep, fits perfectly!"
Liu Tao: !!!
Fits perfectly, my ass!
And you even had time to make me a hat?
This color is all wrong!
Love is a light? Green making me panic?
[From Liu Tao, resentment value +1000!]
Jiangnan: "You lost fair and square! We've already fought!"
"No more leave! Now get up and run laps!"
The freshmen, one by one, stood up pitifully and started running around the track.
After nine laps, they were all drenched in sweat.
"Nan Shen, how many more laps until we can rest?"
Jiangnan held up one finger.
The freshmen's eyes lit up.
One more lap? Then we can rest?
Speed up!
Charge!
We can do this!
"Run forever!"
"Pfft!!!"
The freshmen, who had just picked up speed, instantly went weak in the legs.
They fell flat on their faces.
Mom! This guy isn't a demon—
He's the King of Hell!
Jiang Yanwang!
This is literally murder!
[From Liu Tao, resentment value +1000!]
[From Tang Guo, resentment value +666!]
[From…]
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During lunch break, more and more people gathered in the training ground.
Many students came to watch the excitement.
Zhong Yingxue and Xia Yao brought two bottles of iced cola for Jiangnan.
Wu Liang stood beside Jiangnan holding an umbrella.
It was a sight that made everyone envious.
Many students curious about the Suka nuclear explosion incident came to talk to Jiangnan.
He was quite popular.
Just then, Luo Tianxiang pushed through the crowd with a dark face.
He threw a document at Jiangnan's face.
Before Jiangnan could move, Wu Liang stepped forward and caught it.
Luo Tianxiang said coldly, "I know what you're thinking."
"I'm not giving up my spot. It's useless even if you go to the principal. Luo Tian Group has shares in Songjiang Spirit Martial!"
"You and Wu Liang want to take the position? Fine!"
"Defeat me and Han Cheng. Tomorrow at 8 AM, the gymnasium."
"If you win, I'll leave. If I win, you and your little brother get out of Songjiang Spirit Martial."
"Do you dare to sign?"
Suddenly, the atmosphere was thick with tension.
One was the big shot Luo Tianxiang of Songjiang Spirit Martial, a genius student who had dominated the strength rankings for three years.
The other was Nan Shen, a legendary figure who had risen to fame—Jiang the Nuclear Cannon.
Jiangnan said calmly, "You know what? I have a hundred ways to screw you over."
"From the very beginning, you weren't even qualified to compete with me. I never took you seriously for a second."
"But since you want to play, I'll play along to the end."
Then he signed the document.
Luo Tianxiang ground his teeth in hatred. "Don't talk too big. You might not even know how you die."
Jiangnan grinned. "How's your cousin? Still in Jiangcheng?"
Luo Tianxiang's eyes bulged. He exploded instantly.
"Shut the hell up!"
The billion-dollar deal had fallen through, and because of this, Yu Xiangnan had nearly cut ties with the Luo family.
The mere sight of him made her want to vomit.
"If she's still there, tell her for me—if she wants to watch the video, I still have it here."
[From Luo Tianxiang, resentment value +1000!]
Luo Tianxiang was absolutely furious.
Jiangnan! Are you even human?
The surrounding students were stunned.
What kind of grudge was this?
Jiangnan watched videos with Luo Tianxiang's cousin?
Tsk tsk tsk.
Only Xia Yao snickered.
Jiangnan was too evil.
"You just wait. Tomorrow, you're dead!"
Luo Tianxiang trembled with rage, then turned and left.
Zhong Yingxue said worriedly, "Xiao Nan, you shouldn't have agreed. Luo Tianxiang is very strong."
Xia Yao added, "No joke, and he's already Silver One Star."
Jiangnan chuckled. "Think I'll lose? Want to make a bet?"
Xia Yao and Zhong Yingxue shuddered violently, then shook their heads frantically.
Jiangnan thought, No good, they've learned to be wary. I need a new trick.
"Big guy? Han Cheng is Bronze Nine Star. You got this?"
Wu Liang licked his lips. "Everything is under control."
Jiangnan rolled his eyes. Whenever Wu Liang said that, he felt like something would go wrong.
Then he pulled out a bottle of Dali and tossed it to Wu Liang.
"Drink it at home. Wipe the floor with him tomorrow."
Wu Liang grinned. "Thanks, Nan Ge!"
Zhong Yingxue and Xia Yao looked at Wu Liang with pity.
Tomorrow—
This guy was going to say goodbye to his hair.
Poor guy…
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The next morning.
The gymnasium was packed.
Students came to watch, and even the high school freshmen were dragged along.
To show them the gap between them and the upperclassmen.
Teachers were even maintaining order.
Han Cheng stood in the arena early, wearing a pair of purple copper four-finger knuckle dusters on his fists.
The knuckles were covered in sharp spikes.
Jiangnan, on the other hand, had no sense of being the main fighter at all.
He sat in the audience with Zhong Yingxue and Xia Yao, each holding a bucket of popcorn.
People were rolling their eyes.
"Where's the big guy?"
"If he doesn't come soon, I'll finish this popcorn."
Xia Yao was full of anticipation. "I can't wait to see Wu Liang!"
Just then, Wu Liang arrived.
Gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd.
He walked into the arena shirtless, carrying a two-meter-long Zhanmadao (horse-chopping saber) on his shoulder.
His muscles were chiseled like stone, and his gleaming bald head had a huge visual impact.
"Holy crap! A Zhanmadao? This guy's hardcore!"
"Can he even swing that?"
"That bald head is so bright it's blinding my eyes!"
Murmurs of excitement filled the air. Wu Liang looked at Jiangnan with dark circles under his eyes.
[From Wu Liang, resentment value +1000!]
Dali was fierce—
It enhanced his physical strength tenfold.
But no one told him he'd go bald!
Wu Liang had been staring at himself in the mirror all night, unable to sleep.
The more he looked, the more his head resembled a light bulb.
Nan Shen! Can you be any more of a scam?
Jiangnan stood up and shouted, "Wu Liang! Believe in yourself!"
"You went bald, but you got stronger! You gotta win!"
Wu Liang: !!!
Han Cheng narrowed his eyes, spiritual energy surging. "Ready?"
Wu Liang swung the Zhanmadao, slamming it into the ground with a *bang*.
He roared, "Fight!"
The momentum was incredible.
Then, with a *tear*, his clothes ripped apart. Wu Liang went all out, fully beast-transforming.
He became a four-meter-tall black bear, roaring to the heavens.
Han Cheng was dumbfounded.
Jiangnan and the other two froze in place.
All the students stared wide-eyed.
What the hell?!
A four-meter-tall black bear stood in the arena, wielding a Zhanmadao.
It should have been an intimidating sight.
But—
This black bear had no hair on the top of its head!
A round bear skull, completely bare from the crown up.
Glowing under the sunlight.
Everywhere else was covered in thick bear fur.
He looked like a living, breathing Mediterranean Sea hairline!
A bald black bear? Is that even a thing?
And that wasn't all.
Was he seriously wearing a pair of triangle shorts with a Hatsune Miku pattern on the back?
Holding two leeks?
If he started swinging his Zhanmadao to the Leek Song, we'd believe it!
Han Cheng's expression had gone from disdain to horror.
He took two steps back.
Was this guy a pervert?
Wu Liang grinned ferociously.
A man's presence must be on point.
Look—
This coward was frightened by the aura I'm giving off, right?