Devil Fruit Era: My Full Level Armed Color Emission

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Han Wenqing's eyes blurred.

The moment he was hit, he felt like he was hit by an oncoming truck!

No, a normal truck can't knock someone that far.

He is a train!

Almost!

He really almost died!

If he hadn't exercised his physical fitness since childhood and protected his spine and back of his head in times of crisis, he might have really fallen!

On the line between life and death, cold sweat left Han Wenqing's face.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes no longer full of pride, but looking at the young man surrounded over there with a strong sense of doubt about life.

Is he really eighteen?

No, absolutely impossible!

When Han Wenqing fought with his third-level father, he never felt this terrible feeling of powerlessness!

It is even more impossible to be knocked away so far with one punch!

Now, it really happened!

You know... among his peers, he is a real genius!

There are still twelve days left before the federal martial arts test, and his mental strength has reached 70, and his physical fitness is even more terrifying, already 80!

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

He believes that if his birthday is 11 days later, he will definitely be able to improve his physique to 81 points!

That is only 4 points away from the record!

But it was such a genius who was so punched today that he doubted his life!

This punch can't be blocked clearly!

This punch is all subversion!

He... is eighteen years old!

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

There is still a villain in him who is trying to deceive himself.

But Han Wenqing knew very well that the other party had just come to Fanchao to gain abilities today, and the leader was obviously the beautiful teacher.

And he is really just a student!

Tick ​​tock!

Cold sweat slid down Han Wenqing's face and dripped to the ground, forming a puddle of water.

"dad..."

His face was hard, his hand on the ground was clenched into a fist, his teeth were gritting, and he spoke words that he didn't even want to believe.

"This is what you said...there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world..."

In the past, his father always taught him to be humble, otherwise he would be easily defeated if he was too strong.

But Han Wenqing felt that if a man speaks with his fists, what kind of effeminate modesty does he need?

Being modest is the result of those literate people, who have to use their fists to solve problems throughout their lives!

If you don't accept it, fight!

After experiencing this, he finally realized that all his previous arrogance was based on his extraordinary talent.

Without this level of talent, or his talent was crushed, he seemed to be like a clown, only showing off his pride everywhere.

"Dad, I understand!"

Han Wenqing's heart felt cold. He finally understood his father's good intentions at this moment.

People are easy to break if they are too strong, and boxing is also easy to break if they are too strong.

True strength requires a combination of hardness and softness!

Unexpectedly, after receiving a punch, Han Wenqing suddenly had such an epiphany in his heart!

He seemed to feel that his strength had risen to another level!

But...I still can't be his opponent...

However, I will use my life's steps...

To chase you, surpass you, and defeat you!

In a corner where no one could see, Han Wenqing clenched his fists and stared at Ye Chi, with endless motivation rising in his heart!

Suddenly, a shadow covered his face.

Han Wenqing felt extremely unhappy when his newly conceived powerful ideals were obscured!

He tilted his head and moved his gaze, finally seeing the man's face.

But it was quickly blocked again.

Who!

Han Wenqing gritted his teeth, pulled back the focus, and then he saw it with a dull expression.

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

"Han Wenqing, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, knowing that you are strong, there is no need to beat Fanchao's wall like this, right?"

"Hehe! Han Wenqing, you are so jealous of sabotaging official duties!"

Amidst the laughter, Han Wenqing's forehead burst with veins.

What disrupts official business?

Didn't you see that he was injured?

The group of students from Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School were still chattering, and he shouted lowly!

"Shut up!"

But this angry shout immediately caused him to cough with difficulty in breathing.

Han Wenqing weakly covered his chest and choked. At this time, his classmates also discovered the clues.

"Brother, you weren't...beaten, were you?"

"No way? Don't be kidding me!"

The group of people went over to stand up Han Wenqing in disbelief, and the students gathered together with worried faces and voices.

It also made the leader of the Hangzhou City team, who came from behind, feel a little nervous.

The opportunity has come!

Zhang He was walking slowly behind, but when he heard what happened to Han Wenqing, he immediately pushed through the thorns and pushed aside the students to get inside.

He even held Han Wenqing's arms in a serious manner and asked with an extremely anxious face:

"Classmate Han Wenqing, you are injured! Who hurt you? Who? How dare you hit a student of our Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School? It's so outrageous!"

He glanced at Zhang He's overly nervous look and that magical question.

There is no harm without comparison. Han Wenqing suddenly remembered the beautiful teacher who was the leader of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

The first thing people care about is the personal safety of students, but what are the teachers in the last class of this school asking about?

Zhang He is a new teacher in Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. He is a person with the Logia fruit ability. With some strength, he became the head teacher of the last class. Today it is his turn to lead the class.

Han Wenqing, who was in the key class of Hangzhou City No. 1 Middle School, happened to be in the team, so Zhang He wanted to build a good relationship with this student and become his first top-level relationship user in Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School!

But how Han Wenqing treated him at school is still the same now.

"Don't press my hand. Do you want me to die?"

As if glaring coldly at Zhang He, Han Wenqing turned to lean on his classmate.

Zhang He looked embarrassed when he was scolded and disliked in public, but he encountered this kind of thing a lot in Hangzhou.

He immediately put his hand to his mouth and coughed twice.

It alleviates the embarrassment and attracts students' attention.

Except for Han Wenqing, who didn't give him face, everyone else still respected the leading teacher assigned by the school.

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

When Zhang He saw that all the students were watching, he immediately raised his neck and said, "Uh...it's not our turn to gain abilities in No. 1 Middle School yet. You first help Han Wenqing to rest in the waiting room."

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

After telling him that the examination waiting room was nearby, the student helped Han Wenqing there.

Zhang He turned around and started making phone calls. After nodding and bowing several times and patting his chest to reassure himself, he finally hung up the phone with a sigh of relief.

Han Wenqing was injured at this time!

He is the No. 1 seed in Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School!

If something happens to one of his own men, the school will certainly not be able to take the blame if it is held accountable.

Simply because this student has always been aloof, he didn't even follow the school bus when he came to Fanchao this time.

He came here on his own, and nothing happened under his nose.

So he just needs to give the school a good explanation!

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

He found that there was a group of people at the other end of the corridor. Students wearing the uniforms of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School gathered around and cheered for who knows what.

Zhang He's eyes flashed.

They may know the situation, and to be more certain, maybe this group of people did what happened to Han Wenqing!

Zhang He pulled on his tie, straightened his suit, walked with proud steps, and stopped when he was five steps closer to the crowd.

"Ahem!"

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

Zhang He coughed again, and when no one paid attention to him, he could only step forward and pat someone on the shoulder.

The student looked back and immediately asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

An inappropriate voice sounded, finally attracting the attention of such a student.

When most people turned around, Zhang Hetti raised his chain glasses and pretended to say: "Hello, I am the leading teacher of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. May I ask if you know anything about my student's injury?"

When they heard that the person coming was a teacher from Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, the students looked at each other dumbly.

When Zhang He saw them looking like this, he made a certain guess in his heart!

His eyes narrowed secretly!

It seems that Han Wenqing's injuries were caused by these people from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School!

Jiangcheng is just a small border town, but it dares to take action against the No. 1 seed of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. How courageous it is!

You know, if something really happened to Han Wenqing, not only would the culprit be unable to survive, but his career as a teacher would also be over!

Just when Zhang He was about to change his face and question, the group of students flashed, and Liu Shiyi, wearing an off-white professional shirt and skirt, walked out of them.

She stood in front of everyone, tucking the green hair hanging down her pretty face behind her ears.

The sparkling young ears and the dangling earrings on them seemed to hit Zhang He's heart in an instant!

Exquisite facial features!

Quite a proud figure!

Flawless from head to toe!

Especially those milky white legs that look like wearing stockings!

It’s too foul!

It makes your eyes numb, your hands numb, your mouth numb, your heart numb!

A thick, indescribable deep meaning lingered in my heart.

Looking at this stunning beauty, Zhang He couldn't even speak!

Liu Shiyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and after seeing the other party's entranced look, her pink lips slightly curled up and she exhaled:

"This is the leading teacher of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. We have just arrived and we don’t know anything about the situation~"

"The time to obtain the Devil Fruit is precious. Do you mind giving up?"