I can get stronger by picking up

Chapter 147

The above reward task is either a vicious murderous maniac, or an investigation into some tricky martial arts sects.

Most of those vicious martial arts masters were hunted and killed by the six doors and fled overseas to dare not show their heads, so it was extremely difficult to find.

And the rewards for the task of investigating the martial arts sect are so pitifully small that the current millionaire is completely uninterested in doing such time-consuming and labor-intensive problems.

After all, none of these can be resolved by violence, and the subject of the investigation is not worthy of death.

It's over, and there is no place to make money.

This time the big summer action is quite big. The entire college martial arts games are not limited to clubs such as martial arts, but to select capable people from the entire school.

So there will be an intramural tryout, and a total of six will be selected to participate in the state-level competition.

And under the operation of the entire Daxia State Machine, the implementation was extremely fast. In just two days, a straw platform was set up in the playground of the University of Minnesota, and the school's martial arts elections were closely organized.

I heard that quite a lot of people signed up this time, and the local six schools, or the newly established martial arts association will reward a second-rate martial arts, which aroused great interest from many undisciplined martial artists.

And on the third day of the notification, at [-]:[-] noon on Friday, Wang Teng, standing on the martial arts training platform, stomped the ground in the stadium, facing the curious students in the auditorium.

He shouted at a group of school leaders not far away: "Leaders, this platform is too thin. I suggest tearing down this platform and laying stone bricks on the ground!"

Zhang Rong, who presided over this matter, this middle-aged man with a Chinese face and an extremely serious face on weekdays, heard Wang Teng questioning his results so much, and said expressionlessly: "Mr. Wang, I think it's better for you to practice first. I set up the entire Budotai completely according to the standard decoration specifications."

Wang Teng grinned involuntarily. Well, he just wanted to raise his opinion. To be honest, Zhang Rong did nothing wrong. He built it completely according to the standards of the international arena. It's a pity that the martial arts in this world are very important for the development of the human body. The level is quite high, even in the realm of external training, a martial artist who has initially integrated the strength of the human body can burst out hundreds of catties of strength with one exertion of the whole body's strength.

Not to mention the first big level of integration of external training and internal strength, where the internal energy is self-generated and bursts out with all its strength, who can stop it?
This kind of martial arts arena set up according to ordinary fighting standards is completely uncrafted.

Wang Teng: "What if I break it?"

Zhang Rong: "All expenses for this intramural sports meeting will be borne by the Martial Arts Association, including things damaged during drills and battles."

Zhang Zixuan looked business-like and said in a serious voice: "Wang Teng, you can start now."

Wang Teng nodded slightly, and still respectfully made a martial salute towards the surroundings. The auditorium around the entire gymnasium was full of students at this moment, and Chen Gang, Wu Xian, Qiu Shu and others were also full of enthusiasm. Waiting and watching, there was even Ning Wanyi sitting next to him curiously watching.

"Ms. Chen, how strong do you think Mr. Wang is?" Wu Xian asked curiously.

Chen Gang, who folded his arms, pondered for a while, and looked seriously at Wang Teng whose body began to stretch slowly.

"Very strong."

Ning Wanyi also had burning eyes.

"This person hides a lot of strength."

Chen Gang raised his eyebrows: "How can I see that?"

Ning Wanyi: "Look at the muscles all over his body. Even through the clothes, you can see that the muscles in his movements are not too much, and the strength is very skillful. The power to control the performance to the slightest."

Speaking of this, Ning Wanyi was amazed. This guy has shown unprecedented strength in the realm of bone-shocking.

It seems to be far beyond the usual great master of muscles and bones, but he is one step short of stepping into the master of the tiger, leopard and thunder sound realm. I don't know if he lost the last arm wrestling on purpose.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, since Daxia wanted to show off his holiness to the martial arts masters, he should show off his strength a little bit.

Lift your right foot lightly and step forward lightly.

Boom!
A dull sound suddenly broke out, and the noisy sound of the entire stadium was immediately covered by the dull sound, and all the sounds stopped abruptly, as if they disappeared completely with the dull sound.

A needle can be heard in a huge stadium.

Suddenly, a series of crackling sounds were heard, and the entire arena collapsed under Wang Teng's feet.

The thick wooden floor under his feet was torn apart, and the steel frame erected below was broken and shattered into pieces of iron.

When the entire arena was completely shattered into a mass of ruins under Wang Teng's seemingly understated kick, the entire stadium was silent for three seconds, and then there was an uproar, and the noisy and loud voices instantly replaced the quiet atmosphere that could be heard just now.

"What the hell is this? I just saw him stepping on the ground lightly. Why did the platform collapse?!"

"Damn it, isn't it a tofu project? Why is it so easy to step on? I'm not mistaken."

"Is this the legendary power of the wild?!"

"superpower?!"

All the students were talking about it, and most of them thought that what Wang Teng had done was a trick of the school, only a few of them looked serious and showed disbelief.

And Zhang Rong and other school leaders stood up at the same time, with disbelief on their faces. Zhang Zixuan also looked at all this in a daze, as if he had never thought that Wang Teng's understatement could trample the entire ring down.

Ning Wanyi felt that her throat was a little dry, and her heart was extremely excited. She clenched her fists again and again, as if she wanted to rush forward and immediately challenged Wang Teng, but she stopped her urge when she saw so many people.

"Mr. Chen, can you do this?"

Chen Gang, who replied from the shock, looked solemn, "It can be done, but I can't do it like this kind of cloudy and breezy appearance. It's hard to imagine that Wang Teng has mastered his own strength to such an extent, stepping on the ground, vigorously The force directly sinks into the entire arena, causing all its structures to collapse in an instant."

Speaking of this, Chen Gang's expression was amazed: "It's simply unimaginable."

Facing the suspicious eyes of the school leaders, Wang Teng smiled slightly: "Leaders, should I pass?"

Zhang Rong tightly pursed his lips, and strode forward to the edge of the ring to examine carefully, and when he was sure that it was cracked by some powerful force, and not the result of secretly sawing off in the middle of the night, he couldn't help but look shocked.

He looked at Wang Teng with disbelief, feeling that the three views established in the past 40 years were showing signs of collapse: "How did you do it?"

"Mr. Zhang, the National College Martial Arts Games held in Daxia was not a whim. The performances were just so-called martial arts. The real martial arts contained power beyond your imagination. In some respects, it was even stronger than in the movies. More exaggeration."

Wang Teng looked leisurely and longingly: "The potential contained in the human body is definitely beyond the imagination of everyone here."

(End of this chapter)