Seeing Zhang Yang leaving the martial arts training ground, everyone present unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the results of this "test" are finally over!
"We finally succeeded. Thanks to classmate Wei Cheng's wonderful sacrifice, we have achieved the success we have now. It's really gratifying and congratulations to Coca-Cola... Oh! What are you doing, Senior Yanhe?"
Chen Hong crossed his hands in front of his chest and made a prayer gesture, but he immediately received a warning from the world.
A long leg hit our classmate Chen hard on the buttocks, causing him to cover his crotch again.
"Sorry, I couldn't hold it back just now."
Yan He took back his smoking right calf, but there was no apologetic expression on his face.
The people on the side looked at the poor boy with sympathetic eyes.
You deserve to be kicked if you make a joke without paying attention to the atmosphere!
"I'm going to visit Wei Cheng. After all, without his help, we wouldn't be able to pass the levels set by Teacher Zhang. Do you want to come together?"
Yan He added a few more punches and gave Chen Hong a good lesson. Then he looked at the three women standing aside and asked for their opinions.
"Um...I'll go. Although Teacher Zhang said it's nothing serious, we still should visit, right?" Xinhua's face was a little pale and she looked timid.
Just now, when Yan He covered the eyes of Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling, he had no extra thought to take care of Xinhua, causing the girl to see a scene of blood splattering.
I have to say that seeing an acquaintance vomiting blood in front of his eyes was quite an impactful scene for an innocent high school girl like Xinhua.
"I'll go too. Wei Cheng is my bodyguard. The servant is injured. How can the master not go?"
"I'll go too. There are some things... I need to confirm with him."
Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling expressed their agreement in unison.
So Yan He nodded and said: "Then let's go together. I also want to say a few words to that guy, especially the sound energy sphere condensed at the last moment. It's so random! Is he going to die?"
Yan He was a little crazy.
To be honest, she was also frightened by Wei Cheng's actions at the last moment. How could anyone fight like this!
However, subconsciously, Yan He believed that Wei Cheng's decision at that time was right.
If this is a life and death fight, this is a very wise decision. Sacrificing a few people and giving priority to the potential singers to escape is a principle that warriors abide by.
But even so, Yan He was still very unhappy!
Obviously there was an option to fight the enemy together, but Wei Cheng chose to fight Zhang Yang alone, which made Yan He feel very unhappy!
"Then... well... Sister Yan He, before you go to visit Old Wei, can you put me down first?" Just as the girls finished making their decision, a small voice sounded from Yan He's hand.
Mo Ke, who was already petite, was caught in Yan He's slender arms like a chicken. His face was red and he didn't know how to speak.
Am I so insignificant?
"Oh, sorry, I caught it so easily that I forgot about it."
Yan He's unintentional words once again gave Moko a second critical blow.
I know I'm very light...but...but, please don't say it so obviously!
Soon after, the little boy returned to the ground. He took a few deep breaths to feel the beauty of gravity, and then said: "I also want to visit Brother Wei. After all, he ran to meet Zhang to protect me.
If the teacher resists forcefully, can I join you?"
"Of course. Come on, I think we need to ask Old Wei carefully what secrets this guy hides!"
On the side, Luo Tianyi also nodded. The moment she saw Moke, she felt that the little boy had an inexplicable intimacy, and maybe it would be a good idea to recruit him into the band in the future.
So, Moko sneaked into the crowd of girls without anyone noticing, and before leaving, he looked at Chen Hong who was buried in the sandbags with a sympathetic look.
Brother, if you are so mean-mouthed, you will be buried by Boss Yan now.
[Wei Cheng’s perspective]
"Head hurts…"
"Where is this...where am I..."
"Huh? It's strange, I remember I was kicked off the stage just now, why am I lying down?"
Wei Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and happened to meet a pair of big eyes, which met Zhang Yang's eyes. The distance between them was less than one foot.
"ah!?"
"Are you awake? Just wake up."
Zhang Yang was relieved when he saw Wei Cheng wake up, retracted his position, and continued to flip through the magazine in his hand.
Wei Cheng felt like he was lying on a bed, surrounded by white curtains. The bleeding wounds on his body had been treated and were no longer so painful.
"here it is…"
"The college infirmary, you just lost consciousness, so I moved you here."
Zhang Yang raised his head from the magazine and looked at Wei Cheng with interest, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
"You're so funny! You're obviously just a pseudo-tribulation warrior, but how did you manage to emit the aura of suffering in the battle? You even ended up creating a sound energy object that only a singer could control, and you almost lost it.
Damn it. I thought Kuchiki and the others’ evaluation of you was a bit exaggerated before, but now I believe it!”
"And your weapon is also very interesting. It can actually strengthen itself? What is the principle behind this..."
Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, and Wei Cheng sweated a little with every word he said.
"Forget it, everyone has their own secrets, I won't ask anymore." Fortunately, Lao Zhang didn't continue in the end. He glanced at Wei Cheng's right hand and buried his head back in the magazine again.
"That's it. Thank you, Lao Zhang, for carrying me to the infirmary."
"No need to thank me. There is one thing I want to confirm with you: You are currently in a false tribulation. How is the progress of your body training?"
The reason why it is called a false calamity realm means that the warriors at this stage have completed the tempering of their physical bodies. As long as the time is right, they can break through to become a calamity realm warrior at any time. The ninth and tenth stages of body refining are both within this range.
Zhang Yang is really curious, how is this little monster's body refining going?
Wei Cheng glanced at the data table displayed by the system.
[Realm: Pseudo-tribulation state, tenth stage of body refining (98%)]
"98 percent." He responded confidently.
"That's it. No wonder your boy is so tough and his emotions are like those of a pseudo-tribulation warrior who has broken through the ninety-five level. Normally, a body refiner of this level can be regarded as the same as a warrior of the first level of calamity. It seems that you were
Even when the sound energy exploded, he wasn't seriously injured. It's not just a matter of luck!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang asked about the topic that aroused Wei Cheng's interest:
"In that case, are you interested in breaking through tomorrow and becoming a warrior in the calamity realm?"