After the two ruthless people finished the test, the students in the back row also walked up one by one.

One Hundred and Three!

A girl's originally nervous expression suddenly relaxed when she saw that the value exceeded 100, and she stepped to the left.

Ninety-three!

A boy stood to the right with a sad face, and what was waiting for him was the old professor's iron stick set meal.

Soon, the students in the senior class had finished the test and were about to take the unified examination. The students were more or less improved. There was a group of people standing on the left, and there were only a few on the right.

What is left now is the cranes in several classes, and Ye Jing is also among the list.

Zheng Hua is the first person to buy violent potion from Wang Hao. He has tested the value eight times since his senior year, and has increased from fifty to one hundred. He has not completed it once!

Once! No!

In other words, he had been beaten by the old professor eight times! His home was not short of spirit stones. After being beaten to bloody every time, he was intact the next day when he went home to drink medicine.

but!

All that is recovered is the body, the trauma and pain of the mind cannot be recovered at all!

This time, his eyes were determined and his face was full of indomitableness. He would definitely be able to pass!

Then he secretly drank the violent potion. In an instant, he felt his whole body full of strength, and a sense of confidence arose. He shouted at the training machine and punched him.

One Hundred and One!

Passed!

Zheng Hua cried with joy! I finally don’t have to be beaten!

Ye Jing looked at Zheng Hua who was crying with a dark face, and couldn't help but complain in his heart that it would only take more than 100 after taking medicine, and the violent potion increased by 30%. In other words, when he was not taking medicine, he had only a 70-value attack. How did you enter the country!

No matter how much Zheng Hua improved, he only knew that this time he would not have to be beaten. He jumped to the left and handed the brothers a look.

Very useful!

Before Zheng Hua could walk to the left, the old professor suddenly spoke: "Go to the right!"

Zheng Hua looked confused and forced a smile on his lips: "I've passed by old professor!"

The old professor sneered: "Are you catching the medicine? You think I'm blind!"

Such potions for improving their strength can not be hidden from people like him, and they can be seen at a glance, that is, the students are not in good condition and dare to drink medicine under his nose.

Zheng Hua's face froze. It was not only him, but also the rest of the cranes, and his face was shattered.

It's over! It's exploded!

If you can't drink the medicine, what should we do!?

They stared at Wang Hao together.

The profiteer returns the goods!

Ye Jing was also confused, what should I do?

completely annihilated.

When it was Ye Jing's turn, he saw the cranes surrounding Wang Hao with anger on his face, and vaguely heard their conversation.

"Can you bury people behind the school?"

"Whether the school can bury people is not decided by the school, but we have the final say!"

"It was such a pleasant decision! Buried him for two hours after school!"

Ye Jing touched the useless violent potion in her pocket and sighed. Can I participate?

When he walked to the training machine, he showed thoughts. How can he skip the chance and directly deal three times the damage? It can also be said that he used something to leave a hundred values ​​on the training machine.

Borrowing a sword?

He looked at Li Ke on the side, and then denied that the two of them had no much social relationship and could not borrow it.

Then he turned his eyes to the old professor and said, "Professor, can you lend me an iron stick?"

Old professor: "Get out!"

OK, I'll know.

Ye Jing sighed and could only force himself to the point. Looking at the training machine, he murmured: "Bless the gods, hit twice the punch!"

【Trigger the sound of trust, lasting for 30 seconds.】

!!!

Ye Jing's eyes lit up. How could I forget it! It is impossible to hit twice with one punch, but there is still a voice of trust!

Time is tight, only thirty seconds, and he doesn't waste time. He turned his head and looked at the old professor with a serious look: "Actually... I have learned a boxing technique since I was a child, called Jiewang Fist. As long as I attack nine times, unimaginable power will definitely appear on the tenth time! I want to try it!"

The old professor frowned and smiled coldly, saying that each person would hit him ten times? Are you dreaming?

Refuse decisively!

"Okay, I've never heard of the King of Realms, and I want to see it."

Since Ye Jing only said to the old professor, only the old professor was influenced by the voice of trust, other students who were not affected questioned one after another.

"What are you doing! Don't believe the name Ye Jing made up by his blindly, old professor!"

"I just checked it, there is no such boxing technique as the King of Realms! A liar!"

"Try ten times, if you have good luck, you may be able to pass it. Shameless Ye Jing!"

Although the old professor heard the students' doubts, he was unmoved.

Ye Jing laughed secretly in his heart. This level had passed. He aimed at the numerical meter on the training machine and hit ten punches!

Ten punches! He finished his wrists in one breath! He was so shocked that his wrists hurt. However, now he is not concerned about such a small problem, so he looks at the numbers.

seventy!

Seventy-seven!

Sixty-nine!

......

After ten punches, no double strike was triggered at once!

All ten values ​​are below a hundred!

"Hahaha! I thought there was really a king of world fist, it was really a fool!"

"Sure enough, Ye Jing is the best person in the class. He made him beat him out with sixty-five. It's strong!"

The whole class burst into laughter and had been having sex for a long time, and had not even had 80 attacks ten times. How did he think that quantitative change can trigger qualitative change?

Ye Jing didn't have the heart to care about his classmates' laughter. He left a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead, and his neck stiffly turned to the old professor, and said carefully: "Actually... I'm practicing Jiewangquan No. 2, I need to hit twenty times. Do you believe it?"

Thirty seconds passed, and the voice of trust had disappeared.

The old professor had no expression on his face and said nothing. He pointed to the training machine and then to the right.

Either struggle or go on.

Ye Jing looked powerless. He didn't know how many words he cursed in his heart. A 10% chance! Ten attacks were not triggered once, so he played with yarn! This spicy chicken was passive, and the labor and capital would no longer practice!

With resentment in his heart, he waved his last punch.

Two hundred and thirty-one!

He was stunned when he saw the above value, and he was stunned. His mind was blank. He stood there blankly.

Two hundred and thirty-one?!

Three times the damage!

Passed!

Not only him, but the whole class was stunned, shocked, staring blankly at the number of more than 200, and if this was called by Huayu or Li Ke, they might have no expression.

But! This is Ye Jing, whose highest value is only eighty!

How is this possible!

Even Hua Yu, who was originally worried about Ye Jing, showed an incredible expression. How is this possible? You should know that when she first entered the first level, the test value was only 120.

This means that Ye Jing's attack exceeded her damage at that time!
Chapter completed!