Devil Fruit Era: My Max-Level Armament Haki Flowing Sakura

You know... he's a true genius among his peers!

With twelve days left until the Federal Martial Arts Exam, his mental strength had already reached 70, and his physical constitution was even more terrifying, already at 80!

It's only five points away from the federal physical fitness record!

He believes that if his birthday were 11 days later, he could definitely raise his physical fitness to 81 points!

That means we're only 4 points away from the record!

But even such a genius was knocked out of his mind by a single punch today!

This punch is unseen and unblockable!

This punch is completely revolutionary!

He... was eighteen!

Han Wenqing's pride was shattered by Ye Chi's punch today.

There's a wicked voice inside him trying to deceive himself.

But Han Wenqing knew perfectly well that the other party had only come to Fanchao today to acquire abilities, and the one leading the team was clearly that beautiful teacher.

But he really was just a student!

Tick ​​tock!

Cold sweat slid down Han Wenqing's face, dripping onto the ground and forming a puddle.

"dad..."

His face hardened, his hands clenched into fists as he braced himself, his teeth grinding together, and he uttered words he himself didn't want to believe.

"So this is what you meant by... there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding...?"

In the past, his father always taught him to be humble, otherwise being too rigid would easily lead to breaking.

But Han Wenqing felt that a man should speak with his fists, why should he need effeminate modesty?

Humility is something only those bookish people use; he'll solve problems with his fists his whole life!

If you're not happy, then fight!

After going through this ordeal, he finally realized that all his previous arrogance was built on his extraordinary talent.

Without this talent, or with his talent being crushed, he would truly be like a clown, only capable of showing off his arrogance everywhere.

"Dad, I understand!"

Han Wenqing felt a chill in his heart; he finally understood his father's good intentions at this moment.

A person who is too rigid is easily broken, and so is a fist that is too rigid.

True strength requires a combination of firmness and flexibility!

Unexpectedly, after being punched, Han Wenqing suddenly had this realization!

He felt as if his strength had risen to a new level!

But... I still don't think I can be his match...

However, I will dedicate my entire life to this...

Go chase you, surpass you, and then defeat you!

In a corner where no one could see him, Han Wenqing clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on Ye Chi, and an endless surge of motivation rose within him!

Suddenly, a shadow fell over him.

Han Wenqing was extremely displeased that his budding, powerful ideals had been obscured!

I tilted my head, shifted my gaze, and finally managed to see the person's face.

But it was quickly blocked again.

Who!

Han Wenqing gritted his teeth, zoomed out, and then, somewhat dazed, he saw it.

A group of familiar people stood at the corner, looking at him with strange eyes.

"Han Wenqing, what's wrong?"

"Hey, I know you're strong, but you didn't have to break down Fanchao's wall like this, did you?"

"Heh heh! Han Wenqing, you're really something, disrupting official business!"

Amidst the teasing remarks, Han Wenqing's forehead veins bulged.

What constitutes disrupting official business?

Didn't you see he was injured?

The group of Hangzhou No. 1 High School students were still chattering away when he gave a low shout!

"Shut up!"

But this angry shout immediately caused him to cough, making it difficult for his lungs to breathe properly.

Han Wenqing weakly clutched his chest and choked, at which point his classmates also noticed something was wrong.

"Bro, you didn't... get beaten up, did you?"

"No way? You're kidding me!"

The group's unbelievable past lifted Han Wenqing up, and the students gathered together, their faces and voices filled with worry.

This also made the teachers from Hangzhou, who came later to lead the team, feel a little uneasy.

The opportunity is coming!

Zhang He was walking leisurely at the back, but upon hearing that Han Wenqing had an accident, he immediately pushed his way through the students to get inside.

He even propped himself up on Han Wenqing's arms with a serious expression, asking with extreme anxiety:

"Han Wenqing, you're injured! Who hurt you? Who dared to hit a student from Hangzhou No. 1 High School? That's outrageous!"

I glanced at Zhang He's overly nervous appearance and his strange question.

Without comparison, there is no harm. Han Wenqing suddenly remembered the beautiful teacher who led the team from Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

Other schools prioritize student safety, but what kind of nonsense are these teachers from the bottom-ranked classes asking?

Zhang He is a new teacher at Hangzhou No. 1 High School. He is a Logia-type Devil Fruit user and, relying on his strength, became the homeroom teacher of a bottom-ranked class. Today, it is his turn to lead the class.

Han Wenqing, a student from the top class at Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, happened to be in the team. Zhang He was thinking of getting along well with this student and becoming the first top-level connection in Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School!

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But Han Wenqing treated him the same way he did at school.

"Don't hold my hand, do you want me to die?"

After giving Zhang He a cold glare, Han Wenqing leaned against her classmate.

Zhang He looked embarrassed after being publicly scolded and disliked, but he had encountered this kind of thing many times in Hangzhou.

Immediately reach out, clench your fist, and cough twice.

This eased the awkwardness and attracted the attention of the students.

Aside from Han Wenqing showing him no respect, the others still had some respect for the teacher sent by the school to lead the team.

After all, respecting teachers has always been a traditional virtue.

Seeing that all the students were looking at him, Zhang He immediately craned his neck and said, "Uh... it's not our turn to acquire abilities yet. You all help Han Wenqing to the waiting room to rest first."

"The teacher immediately contacted the school and asked them to send over the recovery medicine!"

After giving the order, the student helped Han Wenqing over to the waiting room, which was right next door.

Zhang He turned around and made a phone call. After bowing and scraping several times and patting his chest to assure him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

Han Wenqing was injured at this critical moment!

He's Hangzhou No.1 High School's number one seed!

If something goes wrong under your supervision, the school will definitely be in deep trouble if they hold you accountable.

Fortunately, this student has always been aloof, and he didn't even take the school bus to Fanchao this time.

He came on his own; the incident didn't happen right under my nose.

So all he needs to do is give the school a satisfactory explanation!

Zhang He put down the phone and was about to ask Han Wenqing why he had been beaten when...

He noticed another group of people at the other end of the corridor, students in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School uniforms gathered together, cheering for something.

Zhang He's eyes flashed.

They might know the situation, and to be even more certain, it's possible that this group was the one who did Han Wenqing's crime!

Zhang He loosened his bow tie, straightened his suit jacket, and strode confidently forward, stopping five steps away from the crowd.

"Cough cough!"

He coughed intentionally, but no one paid him any attention.

When Zhang He coughed again and still no one paid attention to him, he could only go up and pat someone on the shoulder.

The student turned around and immediately asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

The untimely sound finally caught the attention of the students.

As most people turned their heads, Zhang He adjusted his chain-link glasses and said in a pretentious manner, "Hello, I am the teacher in charge of the team from Hangzhou No. 1 High School. Do you know anything about my student's injury?"

Upon hearing that the visitor was a teacher from Hangzhou No. 1 High School, the students were speechless and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang He's guesses became more certain.

His eyes narrowed slightly!

It seems that Han Wenqing's injury was caused by this group of people from Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School!

Jiangcheng is just a small border town, yet it dares to target Hangzhou No.1 High School's top seed. It's incredibly bold!

You should know that if Han Wenqing really gets into trouble, not only will the culprit be in deep trouble, but his teaching career will also be over!