Principal, Do You Have Any Sacred Kungfu To Teach Me?

The inspection in the morning lasted until 12 noon.

Wang Teng and his friends followed the crowd and left the martial disciple training hall of Jixin Martial House. Many of the students were discussing the results of the inspection just now.

"That Wang Teng from Donghai No. 1, where did he pop out from? He's so amazing!"

"You're right. He's an extreme martial disciple! He's just one step away from becoming a martial warrior!"

"He must have purposely hidden his true power. He was probably waiting to make his mark during the university entrance exam and attract everyone's attention. That's so scheming of him. What a sinister fellow…"

As Wang Teng listened to the conversation, he suddenly felt that it sounded wrong. His face turned black.

Do you know how to speak properly?

Damn it, how am I a sinister fellow? Don't leave. Explain what you just said.