Gao Wu: I grow stronger with each death.

Chapter 30 Madness!

"Ask for leave?"

Old Qin stopped what he was doing, and then suddenly realized:

"Are you in a hurry to get your Level 1 Martial Artist Certificate? This is indeed something that can't be delayed. Okay, approved. I'll grant you half a day off this afternoon."

Wang Sheng shook his head:

"No, teacher, I don't want to ask for half a day, I want to ask for two weeks."

"Two weeks?"

Old Qin frowned and asked suspiciously:

"What are you going to do?"

What are you doing...?

Wang Sheng certainly couldn't tell the truth.

He planned to go into the Origin Rift in Green Water County to practice the Death Pose. Only in that kind of place could he truly unleash the characteristics of [Final Metamorphosis] and improve his strength.

Because he knew that with his current abilities, he was still not qualified to get into Xinghai No. 1 Middle School.

Although, in terms of strength, it is basically sufficient.

Both the data on paper and the practical skills are impeccable.

However, as the best martial arts high school in Xinghai Province, Xinghai No.1 High School does not only look at superficial strengths when recruiting students. They care more about students' potential than any other high school.

Wang Sheng, who is suspected of entering the Bronze Bone Realm due to the amplification of his superpowers, will likely have his evaluation reduced. His superpowers will not add points, but instead become a deduction.

"Then the only option is to crush them with overwhelming power."

If he can raise his strength to the middle or even high level of the Bronze Bone realm, then no matter how poor his aptitude is, he should be able to get in.

"I plan to find a martial arts instructor and undergo intensive training for a period of time."

After a long pause, Wang Sheng finally gave his excuse.

"Special training? No need. With your current combat skills and level, you'll have no problem getting into Qingjiang No. 1 High School if you take the exam normally."

Old Qin offered some words of advice.

"No, Teacher Qin, I've made up my mind," Wang Sheng said firmly.

"If I want to get into Xinghai No. 1 High School, I must improve my skills as quickly as possible in the shortest amount of time!"

"Xinghai No.1 High School?"

Upon hearing this, Lao Qin quickly understood what was happening.

Is it probably for Liu Yingwan's sake? What a naive idea.

"You should know the admission requirements for Xinghai No. 1 High School, right? It's not something you can easily get in with just a little effort..."

Old Qin stopped halfway through his sentence.

He saw the burning and determined look in Wang Sheng's eyes.

This is definitely not something that can be easily discouraged by a few words of persuasion.

This kid is serious.

"Okay, I can give you leave, but there's a condition."

As he spoke, Old Qin stood up from his desk with a solemn expression:

"At our No. 12 Middle School, there's an unwritten rule: if a student is strong enough and gets the homeroom teacher's approval, they can attend any course or school they want. But in the twenty years I've been a homeroom teacher, only three gifted students have actually earned my approval..."

As Lao Qin finished speaking, he unleashed his full power, displaying the peak Qi and Blood energy of the Returning Strength Realm.

A terrifying aura swept over us like a mountain!

This is the peak of the Returning to Strength realm! It boasts over thirty points of Qi and Blood!

Normally, the students know that the teacher is very strong and that the Second Realm Returning Force is very strong, but it is only a vague concept.

Only when facing a second-realm expert filled with fighting spirit can one feel that terror!

"Wang Sheng, do you think you can become the fourth student?"

Old Qin said coldly, his usual amiable demeanor gone.

Generally speaking, a normal student would be so intimidated that they would obediently attend class and would no longer dare to make any requests for free study time.

But Wang Sheng... seems different.

Old Qin could clearly sense that Wang Sheng was not afraid at all, in fact...

"You've even developed a desire to fight me?"

interesting.

Even the most gifted students who had once earned his approval would feel somewhat fearful and nervous in the face of such pressure.

There isn't a single one like Wang Sheng.

"Let's go outside and practice."

Old Qin no longer needed to confirm with Wang Sheng; he had already seen the answer in Wang Sheng's eyes.

"Um."

Wang Sheng nodded and followed Lao Qin out.

Not long after, at the training ground.

The teacher and student faced each other, a battle was about to begin.

Yang Xin, who had just returned from buying food at the cafeteria, witnessed this scene and was immediately startled:

"Holy crap? Is Wang Sheng going to fight Lao Qin?!"

After the initial shock, he immediately ran to the cafeteria, found his classmates in the special training class, and shouted:

"What are you doing?! Hurry to the martial arts arena, Wang Sheng and Old Qin are about to fight!"

"Huh? Really?!"

The cafeteria was thrown into chaos. Many students rushed out to see what was happening before they even had time to buy their meals. Even some students from other classes ran out out of curiosity.

Meanwhile, on the martial arts training platform.

After taking the last drag of his cigarette, Lao Qin tossed it aside, the force of the movement carrying the cigarette butt into a trash can fifty meters away.

Then he slowly began to speak:

"The rules are simple. I will suppress my cultivation level to the early stage of the Bronze Bone Realm, and then we will have a real battle. As long as you beat me, you will have won my approval."

Having said that, he gestured to the weapons laid out around him:

"How do you want to fight? Hand-to-hand or armed? Or I'll fight unarmed, and you take a weapon?"

The weapons placed around the training platform were all made of wood and rubber. They were not sharpened and would not cause any fatal injuries, but they were heavy enough to hurt people when they hit them.

"Whatever you like, I'm fine with anything."

Wang Sheng spoke calmly, his composure reminiscent of a great man.

Upon hearing this, Old Qin couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

He wouldn't tolerate Wang Sheng's pretentious remarks.

Immediately, Lao Qin took out his most familiar machete from among all the weapons:

"I was going to let you have it... Fine, you said it yourself, I'll use the knife, you can do whatever you want with it."

At this point, the outcome is basically clear.

From Lao Qin's perspective, at least, Wang Sheng's defeat was inevitable.

It's important to know that junior high school students place more emphasis on building a foundation in martial arts, and they generally won't touch weapons during their three years of schooling.

In typical weapons classes, students only have a superficial learning experience of how to use each weapon, without ever becoming experts in any particular weapon and able to use it in actual combat.

In this situation, for Wang Sheng to still dare to say "it's up to him" is truly arrogant.

But the most arrogant ones are yet to come.

Seeing that Wang Sheng had already assumed a fighting stance with his bare hands, ready to fight, Old Qin was taken aback:

Why aren't you armed?

"Didn't you say it was up to you?" Wang Sheng asked doubtfully. "Surely I can choose not to carry a weapon, right?"

"..."

mad!

When did Wang Sheng become so arrogant?

Just because he was the first one in the class to enter the country, does he think he's a genius?

Young people are progressing too fast; it's clear they're restless and impatient.

Old Qin frowned slightly, having already made up his mind not to hold back and to teach Wang Sheng a lesson so that he would realize his own limitations.

Otherwise, such a perception would ruin him.

"Wang Sheng! Keep it up!"

Suddenly, cheers of encouragement came from the female students in the audience.

Wang Sheng turned his head and saw that it was several girls from his class cheering him on. In addition, most of his classmates had come.

Liu Yingwan was not among them; she usually left school to eat outside at noon.

"Uh, why are there so many people?"

Wang Sheng was stunned.

If we beat Lao Qin later, won't that make him lose face?

Lost in thought, Wang Sheng nodded to the supporters below the stage, then looked back at Lao Qin:

"You can begin, teacher."