Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

Yang Han has already held back his strength.

Otherwise, that kick could have killed the other person instantly.

Yang Han approached step by step, a warm smile on his face.

"How can you be so sure you can get into Zhenxing Martial Arts University?"

The boy was taken aback by Yang Han's sudden attack, and his face immediately darkened.

"With my strength, entering the top 100 would be a piece of cake. It's only because you are so powerful that you think I'm just average. In reality, without you, I could very well have become the champion of the Zhenxing Human Race."

As he spoke, a hint of arrogance reappeared on the boy's face.

Bang!

Another powerful punch.

The boy was sent flying again, crashing heavily to the ground.

"What are you doing!"

The boy was somewhat angry.

Does this guy in front of me even know who he is?

Just because he's the top scorer, does he think he can fight whenever he wants?

"What are you doing?"

Yang Han's smile faded.

"Guess... if I eliminated you right now, could you make it into the top 100?"

The boy paused, his face full of confusion.

"Why would you eliminate me?"

"Isn't this a waste of talent?"

"Besides, I've been following you since I came in. I don't have any points. Eliminating me won't do you any good. You'll just have another enemy lurking in the shadows."

Isn't it good to have more friends? Why do we need more enemies?

"You're right."

Yang Han nodded in agreement, but did not stop walking.

Eliminating you wouldn't do me any good.

The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile again.

This guy isn't too stubborn; he's most afraid of communicating with those stubborn types who won't listen to reason.

"But……"

Yang Han stopped and looked down at him.

"You really annoy me!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Han suddenly leaped up!

Another punch was thrown!

The punch was straightforward and landed squarely on the boy's mouth.

Before the boy could even let out a wail, Yang Han strode forward and climbed onto his back.

His fists rained down like raindrops.

Ambidextrous!

Punch to the flesh!

Every punch landed precisely on his face.

For a moment, the boy's piercing screams echoed through the forest.

After a while.

Yang Han finally got tired of fighting.

He stopped what he was doing, got up, and walked to a tree to sit down and rest.

Pain compensation operates quietly.

Yang Han recovered most of his stamina in the blink of an eye, and as for the pain from his talent, he was already numb to it.

Then look at the boy.

It's completely unrecognizable as human.

With a head twice the size of a pig's head, it lay stiffly on the ground, its fate unknown.

Yang Han was not being soft-hearted or trying to preserve any geniuses for the human race.

He simply knew too little about the Holy City.

This is a good opportunity to get to the bottom of things through this guy.

It was precisely because of insufficient information that we fell into this guy's trap as soon as we came in.

Stop pretending.

Yang Han spoke in a flat tone.

"If you keep pretending... I'll continue."

The voice just fell.

The boy, whose fate was originally unknown, suddenly sprang up as if he had a spring attached to him.

Yang Han: "..."

"Yang Han, I give up!"

"You're such a pervert!"

"Strong strength, fast speed, and an absurdly sturdy physical body—how did you cultivate to achieve this?"

The boy started talking incessantly as soon as he got up.

As a top genius in the Holy City, he has always been proud and arrogant.

But at this moment, he was truly defeated. It wasn't that he didn't fight back; he was simply no match for the opponent.

The complete and relentless crushing of him filled him with deep despair.

Yang Han did not answer.

He turned his head away, afraid that looking at that enormous pig's head would make him burst out laughing.

Give me one reason not to eliminate you.

"I……"

The boy was speechless for a moment.

I had already extended an olive branch for cooperation, but the other party is so powerful that they clearly don't think much of me.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"I'm pretty good!"

"If you don't like me, I can form an alliance with someone else!"

Yang Han frowned slightly.

What does that mean?

I let you go, so you can team up with others to come against me?

The boy keenly sensed Yang Han's displeasure and was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly to explain.

That's not what I meant!

"I mean, I'm going undercover!"

"An undercover agent?"

Yang Han raised an eyebrow, showing some interest.

This guy has a lot of clever ideas.

"right!"

The boy quickly seized the opportunity.

"As time goes on, some people in the exam room will definitely band together."

"The fact that the authorities haven't explicitly prohibited alliances is actually testing everyone's ability to rally and unite.

"To be honest, I could easily make it into the top 100 by myself. I was just thinking of taking it easy..."

"Who would have thought I'd run into a monster like you right from the start... an unparalleled powerhouse!"

Yang Han looked at him quietly.

The boy chuckled, which aggravated the wound on his face, causing him to gasp in pain.

"So I can always join someone else's team or start my own."

"This actually helps you dilute the number of enemies, preventing you from being surrounded and attacked unexpectedly."

"You wouldn't want your newly acquired title of top scholar to be dismissed as a fluke, would you?"

The boy's analysis was very logical and reasonable.

Yang Han tapped his knees lightly with his fingers, lost in thought.

Does this make sense?

Still there.

He was confident that he was invincible in a one-on-one fight.

But this is an examination hall, not a fighting arena.

No one would be foolish enough to line up for a one-on-one match with him.

If attacked by a group of geniuses with unusual and strange talents, one might really suffer a crushing defeat.

He didn't care about the empty title of top scholar.

But he needs this achievement.

With the strong support of his two older brothers, Zhang Qi and Liu Hong, the better he achieves, the more helpful it is to them.

Seeing that Yang Han was interested, the young man pressed his advantage.

"Actually, if the exam rooms were assigned normally, you would definitely have no problem getting first place with your abilities..."

"Normal distribution?"

Yang Han grasped the key point.

"That's right."

The boy rubbed the large bump on his face, wincing in pain.

"This time, our exam room is a bit strange."

"Just now outside the examination hall, I saw two geniuses with SSS-level talent, both of whom are well-known experts in the Holy City."

"Normally, in order to ensure the admission rate of highly talented candidates, the authorities would distribute the ten examination rooms evenly."

"This is to avoid a situation where strong individuals cluster together, leading to unexpected internal competition and elimination."

"But this time..."

"It clearly feels like there's a deliberate attempt to cluster the strong together."

Yang Han listened quietly, a slight stirring in his heart.

This was unexpected.

It's said that Zhenxing Martial Arts University aims to cultivate true combat experts this year.

Is it in such a hurry?

They started cultivating a treacherous environment right from the entrance exam?

Is this a genuine attempt to eliminate a group of superficially talented individuals, or a confidence that true geniuses will never be eliminated?

Yang Han gave the boy a deep look.

This guy definitely knows a lot of inside information.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Qian, Zhenxing Holy City..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Han interrupted him.

"What level is your talent?"

"Ah...this..."

Wang Qian looked hesitant.

Yang Han leaned forward slightly, as if he was about to stand up.

"Mine is also SSS-rank!"

Wang Qian trembled with fright and blurted out the answer without hesitation.

He was truly terrified of being beaten.

In all my life, I've never been beaten this badly.

"What specific effects?"

Yang Han pressed on, asking again.