Do I really have superhuman strength?

Wen Liang gently pinched the table, and the result was like pinching tofu, and the hardwood table directly smashed a corner.

This?!

Wen Liang looked at his hand incredulously, he didn't exert any strength at all just now.

Dream!

It's that dream!

The dream he had had last night came to his mind.

In the dream, there was an old man who claimed to be the old man of the Three Uniques, and passed on a book of exercises to him, called "The Three Absolute Divine Skills".

Caricature!

Superman!

Could it be that my dream has come true?!

It was the vanished comic book that gave him extraordinary powers!

Wen Liang's breathing was a little short, and his mind was blank at the moment.

"Gentle. ”

"Gentle?"

"Wen Liang from Class 19, are you there?"

"Hey, nerd, the teacher called you. ”

Wen Liang was startled and instantly sobered up.

"Huh?"

He looked at the "roommate" who took his place in confusion.

"Ahh ”

"Wen Liang didn't come, did he? The teacher's voice rang out again.

"Old, teacher, I'm here. ”

Wen Liang reacted at this time, it turned out that the teacher was taking the roll call, no wonder the "roommates" who basically spent the entire freshman year in the dormitory playing games would come to class today.

The teacher's eyes were focused on Wen Liang's body.

Originally, this classmate didn't respond after calling several times, which already made him a little angry, but now when he saw Wen Liang still wearing a hat, he suddenly felt that he was not respected.

"Classmate, are you cold?"

In Shencheng in September, the average temperature is about 267 degrees, and most people still wear long skirts and short sleeves.

Wen Liang not only wears a somewhat thick sweatshirt, but also wears a hat on his head.

"No, it's not cold. ”

Wen Liang tugged at his hat a little nervously.

"Take off your hat when it's not cold, what kind of style does it become to wear a hat in class!" the teacher said sternly.

If the hair is still there, Wen Liang will definitely listen to the teacher and take off his hat.

But now he is bald, and when he takes off his hat, he will feel that the top of his head is bare and cold, which makes him insecure.

So Wen Liang hesitated.

At this time, there was a sudden whisper of discussion in the classroom.

"Well, why do I think this guy looks like the hoodie guy just now?"

"What are you talking about? You're not blind, are you? This guy is so stupid, how can he be a cool and handsome hoodie guy. ”

"Alas, don't say it, he wears exactly the same clothes as the hoodie brother, and his body is about the same. ”

"Let's not talk about whether the video is real, even if it's true, do you think this nerd can be a hoodie brother......?

"Hey, that's all I said, who made him wear a hat today. ”

Seeing Wen Liang's refusal to take off his hat, the teacher was furious.

The classmate next to him took off his hat. ”

"Okay, teacher. ”

The "roommate" closest to Wen Liang raised his butt and took off Wen Liang's hat.

Suddenly, the whole classroom fell silent.

Three seconds later.

"Poof! haha......"

"I'll go, I'm almost blind!"

"Damn, why is this guy bald. ”

"I guess it's too much, kidney deficiency, haha!"

"Haha......"

The laughter in the classroom was endless.

The teacher was suddenly a little embarrassed, and quickly stopped the laughter of the classmates with a smile, "Quiet, quiet, that classmate, sit, sit down." ”

Wen Liang sat down embarrassed and lowered his head.

He didn't care about the ridicule of his classmates, he had heard too much of such laughter.

He just felt cold on his head, very uncomfortable, very unsafe.

So after the first class, Wen Liang skipped his first class since going to college.

At ten o'clock, Wen Liang returned to his rental house.

As soon as he entered, he closed the door and began rummaging through the room.

I searched for half an hour, searched almost every corner of the room, and couldn't find the comic book.

He was already sweating profusely, and now he didn't have any rapid breathing, as if he hadn't exercised.

Noticing the change, he began to do push-ups on his stomach.

“1”

“2”

‘3’

......

Gentle push-ups are standard, and they rise and fall at a rate of one second.

“998”

“999”

“......”

Fifteen minutes passed, and Wen Liang did not stop, and continued to do it.

“1799”

“1800”

For a full thirty minutes, Wen Liang did thirty minutes of push-ups in one breath.

After standing up, he still didn't feel tired at all, his breathing was steady, his expression was normal, and he didn't even sweat.

I only felt a little swollen in my muscles, but it was very comfortable.

He stripped naked and stood in front of the mirror.

Probably because of the exercise just now, the muscles have a little swelling, but the overall look is still thin.

It's hard to imagine that such a thin body could have such incredible strength.

He looked at it for a moment, then picked up another stick, looking nervous.

Whether it's great power or lightning speed, he doesn't care.

The only thing he needs to confirm is whether he really has a body that can't even be damaged by a car.

After all, he didn't see it with his own eyes in the morning, and now he needs to test himself to see if he really won't get hurt.

So, he took an iron rod and held it with both hands.

Looking in the mirror, he looked a little nervous, a little expectant, and a little scared.

The hands holding the iron rod kept opening and clenching, and the palms of the hands were already sweaty.

Slowly, his eyes became determined.

As if he had made a great determination, Wen Liang roared loudly.

Sou!

The iron rod smashed straight at his bald head.

Bang!

The iron rod snapped at the sound, and the broken end plunged into the dilapidated couch.

However, the gentle bald head was still bright and intact, without any damage.

He leaned closer to the mirror, carefully confirmed, and reached out to touch it again.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, Wen Liang shouted excitedly, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and his nervous expression disappeared in an instant.

He picked up the knife again and cut it lightly in his hand, but it could not be cut.

With another vigorous stab, the knife broke in two.

Haha, it's really okay, it's really okay!

Wen Liang smiled, laughed and laughed and cried.

For more than ten years, he has been living in uneasiness, reverence for life and insecurity, and this contradictory feeling has been tormenting him.

Today, he is still in awe of life, still insecure, but no longer afraid of that uneasy fear.

It's like a person who is afraid of ghosts, and suddenly learns that one day, those ghosts can't hurt him.

He may still be afraid of ghosts, but he dares to stand with them, even grimacing at them and dancing in front of them.

They can't hurt me anyway.

This kind of psychology of facing fear in the face of knowing that you are absolutely safe is both nervous and exciting, exciting, and makes people want to experience it.

This kind of psychology is very contradictory, even a little perverted.

It's like a person with a dense phobia, who doesn't dare to look but wants to see the uncomfortable and itchy feeling, as if there is an electric current in the body.

At this moment, Wen Liang is in this mood.

At this time, he was extremely looking forward to the coming of the night, and then went crazy.