Gao Wu: Invincibility Starts From Liver Experience

When Meng Qi arrived at the academy, many students had already surrounded the playground.

All grades are available.

Meng Qi squeezed through the crowd and saw Zhao Wuya confronting a dignified middle-aged man.

"Zhao Wuya, hand over the things." The middle-aged man was full of anger.

"Whatever is in my hand is mine."

The clothes on Zhao Wuya's body looked like they hadn't been washed in months, his hair was messy, his beard was unshaved, and he was digging his ears at this time, with a rascal expression on his face.

"Zhao Wuya, we have worked so hard to keep that thing for more than two months, and you took it away without our consent, isn't it too much?" The middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Fart, you have guarded it for more than two months and it is yours? Then I guarded your academy for two months. Does your academy belong to me too?" Zhao Wuya said rudely.

The middle-aged man's aura of a great master permeated, and he shouted: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, because you are a teacher of Guwu University, I will ask you one last time, should you hand over the things or not?"

Zhao Wuya spat out two words in a heavy tone: "No."

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Freshmen who don't know why are also discussing:

"That sloppy-looking old man is actually a teacher in our academy?"

"If you steal something from someone, give it back to them."

"Everyone chased them to the school, and they said that they lost it to us at Guwu University."

"Why hasn't this kind of teacher been fired yet? Do you know what the seniors say?"

The group of sophomores, juniors, seniors, and seniors looked at the freshmen who spoke badly like they were looking at a pen.

Finally, a senior kindly reminded:

"Don't look at Mr. Zhao like this. Mr. Zhao is a heavenly soul master. Some people want to worship Mr. Zhao as their teacher but they are not accepted, and Mr. Zhao is very vengeful. The words you said must have been recorded by Mr. Zhao Beware of being retaliated."

After finishing speaking, avoid these freshmen like snakes and scorpions.

The first-year freshman who said bad things just now was so scared that his face was expressionless. The Heavenly Soul Master is comparable to the existence of the Grand Master, and his status is many times higher than the Grand Master. I want to have a good time.

"The teacher doesn't care about the students, does the dean and the deputy dean care?" Some freshmen said unwillingly.

The old man sneered and said, "Do you think the dean and the deputy dean will offend a heavenly soul master because you are a freshman?"

The freshman was stunned speechless.

Hearing the discussions around, Meng Qi realized that Zhao Wuya was so powerful.

At this time, the principal of Furutake University finally came.

First, he glanced at Zhao Wuya with a headache, and then looked at the middle-aged man:

"Lu Jinghua, you are a teacher of Shiwu University, so don't be as knowledgeable as Zhao Wuya."

The middle-aged man looked at the principal and raised his chin slightly: "If it was something else, I wouldn't have experienced it with him, but he took something from our school and must return it to us today."

"Zhao Wuya, do you want to return the things?" the principal asked after discussing.

"No." Zhao Wuya refused.

The principal was very helpless, so he had no choice but to look at Lu Jinghua again: "Zhao Wuya took something from you, and our Ancient Martial Arts Academy will pay for him."

"Principal Yang, it's not that I look down on your Ancient Martial Arts Academy, you can't afford to pay for this." The middle-aged man Lu Jinghua said proudly.

The headmaster frowned slightly, then stretched it out again, and said lightly:

"Since our Guwu University can't afford it, you should settle it yourself."

Lu Jinghua looked at the principal and said dissatisfiedly: "You are the principal of Guwu University, just order him to return the things to me."

The headmaster said with a fake smile: "You have seen it too, I can't control Zhao Wuya at all, if you want to get the things back, you can only rely on yourself."

"Principal Yang, you are forcing me to use force." Lu Jinghua's words were slightly threatening.

"Whatever, our Guwu University has never banned martial arts, but you'd better not break a single brick here, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay for it." The principal made a gesture of letting go.

Meng Qi in the crowd smiled, he likes the principal's character.

"Okay, okay." Lu Jinghua laughed angrily, the aura of a great master permeated his body, stepped into the sky, and shouted: "Zhao Wuya, come to the sky to fight."

"Forget it, just play with you."

There seemed to be an invisible big hand under Zhao Wuya's feet, slowly supporting him into the air.

The two each occupy half of the sky.

Zhao Wuya put his hands behind his back, and he didn't see any momentum on his body:

"Don't say I'm bullying you, you go first."

"Hmph!" Lu Jinghua snorted coldly: "I haven't fought against each other for thirty years, let me see how much you have improved in your strength when you were called a genius soul master back then."

After all, an incomparable terrifying aura raged like a hurricane.

The students were overwhelmed by the breath.

The principal waved his hand to block the breath, so that everyone could continue to watch the battle in the sky.

I saw flames ignited around Lu Jinghua out of thin air, and then the flames condensed on his fists. The terrifying temperature made the air begin to distort.

"Flame Dragon Fist."

Lu Jinghua punched quickly, and countless dense flaming fist marks hit Zhao Wuya like a meteor. With his last punch, a huge flame dragon more than 20 meters away ran against the wind, chasing behind the fist marks.

"That's it?"

Zhao Wuya took out his right hand from behind, and slowly pushed forward through the air. As the palm moved forward, an exaggeratedly huge palm that was over a hundred meters appeared and slapped Lu Jinghua.

In front of this huge palm, the flaming fist did not stir up any waves, and even the 20-meter-long flaming dragon was like a small reptile, unable to stop the speed of the half-handed palm.

"Did you take that step?" Lu Jinghua looked shocked.

"Frog in the well, go down."

Zhao Wuya's expression was indifferent, his palm suddenly changed direction, and he patted Lu Jinghua obliquely.

In an instant, all of Lu Jinghua's clothes were torn, not even a pair of underpants left.

It may be the reason why Zhao Wuya kept his hand, Lu Jinghua was not injured, but just smashed towards the ground of the playground.

"How dare you want to damage the materials of Guwu University." The principal suddenly shouted, and at some point he appeared in front of Lu Jinghua, kicked Lu Jinghua in the stomach, and kicked Lu Jinghua towards the library.

"The library is an important place of Guwu University, and no one is allowed to trespass."

Teacher Bai seemed to have been waiting in front of the library for a long time, his whole body exuded a white halo, and he slapped Lu Jinghua towards the sky with his slap.

"You..." Before he finished speaking, Lu Jinghua spat out a mouthful of blood, not from being beaten, but from being angry.

Meng Qi was stunned to watch the whole process, the three of them must have discussed it a long time ago.

"What, let's see if you dare to come to Guwu University to be arrogant next time."

The headmaster muttered, then looked at Zhao Wuya, and put on the headmaster's air: "Come with me."

"No time." Zhao Wuya didn't care about him at all.

The headmaster stagnated: "You can come back when you are free."

So arrogant... This is Meng Qi's evaluation of Zhao Wuya.

After this battle, all the students looked at Zhao Wuya with bright eyes, hoping that Zhao Wuya would take a fancy to them and accept them as apprentices.

Zhao Wuya didn't even look at them, and said lightly:

"Meng Qi, come with me."

Swish!

Many people immediately focused their attention on Meng Qi, both envious and jealous.

"No..." Before Kong Zi finished speaking, he saw a whip appearing beside him, and Meng Qi put on a flattering smile:

"Mr. Zhao, I'm coming right now."