"You were beaten by that kid?"

The teachers from Jiangnan Martial Arts Society stared at the redness and swollen part on Zhang Ziqiang's cheeks and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Ziqiang's mouth twitched.

Difficult to speak of.

It's really hard to talk about.

A dignified warrior was actually beaten by an ordinary person.

If he said it, his face would be lost.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, I didn't expect that you don't like to flatter, but this time you will use this stupid method to flatter the president."

A female teacher joked.

Zhang Ziqiang snorted coldly, "Fuck! I was accidentally punched by him."

The teachers despise it.

Even if a warrior is not prepared, he will not be attacked like this by ordinary people.

Unless, the man is carrying a heat weapon.

Ordinary people are ambushing with hot weapons, but they may indeed injure warriors.

A well-trained shooter does have a record of severely damaging warriors without any defense.

A warrior in the first level only takes 6 seconds to sprint for a hundred meters, his fist strength is as high as one ton, and his warrior's energy value exceeds one thousand.

If you want to severely injure a warrior, even if you have a gun, you need to be very close to the warrior to hurt the warrior.

Of course, if it were a warrior who held a hot weapon, it would be a different matter.

Su Wu is much better than ordinary people, but in the eyes of these warriors, he is still just ordinary people.

Ordinary people and warriors are two different people.

"That boy is not simple."

Zhang Ziqiang recalled the scene when he continued to guide Su Wu to practice martial arts after getting up.

The teachers laughed again.

"Believe it or not."

Zhang Ziqiang was a little angry and left.

He saw someone as soon as he went out.

"President."

Zhang Ziqiang was slightly stunned.

"Tell me what happened between you and that young man."

Tang Dali smiled.

Zhang Ziqiang told Tang Dali what had just happened.

"Do you think there is a teacher behind?"

Tang Dali asked.

Zhang Ziqiang nodded, "Absolutely, he can't learn it without a teacher. When I was practicing with him, the martial arts he used... were not simple."

After he got up, he suppressed his strength and practiced against Su Wu for two hours. It was not until Su Wu was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. So he had the most say in Su Wu's martial arts.

"The president, his test data can be at least in the top ten of our students."

Zhang Ziqiang said, "The rumor that he took banned medicine, which is absolutely nonsense in my opinion."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "President, who is behind this kid?"

Tang Dali smiled and said, "Want to know?"

Zhang Ziqiang nodded.

"Is my skin itchy?"

Tang Dali was still smiling.

Zhang Ziqiang shook his head quickly, "I don't want to think about it anymore, hey, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do."

Slide away in a hurry.

Tang Dali smiled and murmured: "Brother Li Yu said that there is a very likely spiritual warrior behind him who is proficient in poetry and calligraphy. Could it be that his martial arts are taught by this person?"

This is very incredible.

It is generally impossible for spiritual warriors to be distracted from practicing martial arts.

There are not people in this world who do not have the power and spirit to practice at the same time, but there are too few.

"It's idle all the time, so go and have a look."

...

"Damn Zhang Ziqiang, he's really ruthless. Didn't he just get punched me?"

Su Wu sat on the bed to apply medicine.

He has really been beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face.

Zhang Ziqiang is really too cruel.

"The warrior... is really strong."

Su Wu smiled bitterly.

At the beginning, he knocked down Zhang Ziqiang with one punch, and he thought that the warrior was not as powerful as the legendary one.

But later, Zhang Ziqiang became serious and he had to be beaten.

He will never forget what Zhang Ziqiang said in the end.

"I suppressed my strength and speed, and my 100-meter sprint speed is 6 seconds."

When Su Wu thought of Zhang Ziqiang's suppression of playing with him, he was frustrated.

However, he also strengthened his belief in becoming a warrior.

"Su Wu, someone is looking for you."

Just then, someone knocked on the door outside the room.

It was the voice of the landlord, Aunt Sang.

Su Wu put on his clothes and opened the door. A beautiful woman in a black short skirt and flesh-colored stockings appeared in front of him.

She is Sister Sang.

"There are two people below who come to you and say it is your teacher, and come to do a home visit."

Sister Sang smiled and said, "Boy, did you do something bad?"

Although she is toxic, she likes to urge people to pay rent, and she is still pretty good.

"Your dad is not here, do you want me to help you settle them?"

Sister Sang blinked.

Su Wu smiled and shook his head: "No need for Sister Sang, Besides, you don't look like my mother."

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sister Sang laughed and scolded: "I want to be your sister, too."

Stepping on high heels, Tata went downstairs.

Su Wu also went downstairs.

There are really two people downstairs.

One is over forty years old and wearing a purple Tang suit, and the other is slightly older than himself, but it should not be more than twenty years old. He is wearing a suit, with a big back and a handsome appearance.

There is no such teacher at Shudu No. 8 Middle School.

Su Wu was stunned.

Home visit?

A scam?

The young man smiled and said, "Su Wu, don't you invite us to sit?"

"You are..."

Su Wu was confused.

"You have already entered the Jiangnan Martial Arts Society, but you don't even know the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Society?"

The young man smiled.
To be continued...