"Senior Wang."

"I've seen Senior Wang."

"Don't you think Senior Wang is very handsome?"

"Hello Senior Wang."

Wang Zheng walked slowly on the road of the academy, and the oncoming students greeted each other. For the students who have become a martial artist, or their seniors, they will naturally be respected, how to say that Wang Zheng is also a celebrity in today's Nanshan Academy.

How could this kind of treatment be enjoyed by Wang Zheng in the past?

Wang Zheng responded one by one, now he is a senior, and he must have the demeanor of a senior.

After dealing with the problems of a few other juniors, he has already arrived at the door of the academy.

From the moment he became a martial artist, Wang Zheng was no longer lonely and unknown in Nanshan Academy. In particular, Wang Zheng's data made Wang Zheng one of the top ten masters of Nanshan College, and no one ranked the position, but everyone knows that Wang Zheng can definitely be ranked in the top three.

It is even said that Wang Zheng may be the first.

The strength of 1923 kilograms, I don't know how many students were amazed.

"There is still a week to go until graduation."

Out of the gate of the academy, Wang Zheng glanced back at Nanshan Academy, it had been not long since he left here.

During this period of time, the top 20 students in the training competition have won the title of martial artist, even those who have not won the title, they have also been given points. These points will be converted into martial arts scores, which can be passed more easily during the assessment.

Wang Zheng was not in a hurry to go home, but went to a martial arts training hall next to the academy and began to train.

In the past three months, Wang Zheng has not used the grain force for training, and the high texture force of 20,000 makes Wang Zheng reluctant.

Anyway, in the guidance, as long as you complete the training of strength and speed, you can also improve your own strength, and under no special circumstances, Wang Zheng will not rashly waste her strength. It seems that he now has 100,000 grain power, but he earns slowly and spends quickly.

Texture force is their own hole card.

"First blow."

Wang Zheng Chu Li, and then punched out.

The rest of the people in the entire training hall were unprecedentedly accustomed to what Wang Zheng was doing at the moment, after all, in the past three months, Wang Zheng had come here almost every day to practice boxing for hours, and then do weird squats.

If it's only for a few days, you won't pay attention, but for the past three months, it's been like this every day, and it's hard not to attract attention.

"Second blow."

Wang Zheng closed his fist, stored his strength, and punched again.

In the past three months, Wang Zheng has been extremely proficient in this set of moves, and it is impossible for anyone to punch more than 100,000 times in three months with this method.

An hour passed, Wang Zheng's rhythm did not change at all, and the sweating did not change in the slightest, still bombarding punch after punch.

Three hours.

Wang Zheng finally felt that his arm had reached the limit, and he took a few steps back, squatting on the ground twice.

"Ding, increase speed by 1 point."

It wasn't until his legs were numb and his muscles were stiff that finally this prompt sound came out, making Wang Zheng's face show a smile.

Without testing his current speed, Wang Zheng walked to the sandbag again and waved his fist again.

"Monsters."

"Maniac."

"I really don't know what the point of him practicing like this."

"There must be something wrong with the head."

The person next to him, seeing Wang Zheng's mechanical-like movements, it has been half a day, and he will definitely not be able to stand it if he changes himself, but the young man in front of him is like a madman, tirelessly squatting and punching.

Two hours later, all of Wang Zheng's movements stopped abruptly, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face again.

"Ding, increase strength by 1 point."

All the exhaustion disappeared in this moment, and all the effort in this period of time was worth it.

Now Wang Zheng has increased 3 points of strength and speed before and after, and its rules Wang Zheng has figured it out, the first point of strength is increased by 100 kilograms, the second point of strength is increased by 150 kilograms, and now the third point obtained, the increase will be 300 kilograms.

That is, now I can easily break through two tons of power.

After taking a shower in the shower room, Wang Zheng left the training hall.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng's eyes flashed with a cold light.

I saw that in front of the gate of the academy, Ma Shaohua was walking out of it with a few students, with a frivolous smile on his face.

"Ma Shaohua." Wang Zheng clenched his fists, he would never forget that the other party wanted to kill himself in the training competition, if it wasn't for the fact that he had a bone pattern guide assistant, this time he would definitely hate the training competition.

In the past three months, although he has seen Ma Shaohua every day, it is not like now, which makes Wang Zheng full of murderous intent.

Maybe it was because he sensed something, Ma Shaohua also saw Wang Zheng for the first time, his brows raised, wrinkled, and his face was cold.

A luxury hybrid car appeared at the door of the college, Ma Shaohua glanced at Wang Zheng, didn't say anything, just got into the car and left.

At present, leaving this car, Wang Zheng has been clenching his fists.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaled heavily, Wang Zheng knew that he couldn't be impulsive now, Ma Shaohua's identity was here, and if he touched it, he would definitely be the one who suffered.

"Only when you are strong can you take the initiative."

Letting go of his fist, Wang Zheng walked towards home.

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"We've finally graduated."

A week later.

In the entire Nanshan Academy, this kind of roar was heard, and the graduating students were all venting.

This year's graduates are not as talented as the previous one, but this year's graduates are just as good. The number of martial artists reached one hundred and sixty in this class, and among the students represented by Mo Qianfan, there were as many as thirty-seven who were known as the students who were most likely to become high-level martial artists.

Whether the stars are shining or not, it will take ten or twenty years to prove, and no one will know in the future.

Wang Zheng was carrying a bag in his hand, which contained his school supplies in the past four years, which will always be preserved, and it can be regarded as a memory.

In the whole class, except for a few classmates who are worth befriending, the others are not worthy of Wang Zheng's nostalgia.

"Brother Zheng, how did you choose?" Sun Qiang followed Wang Zheng and said in a worried tone.

When you graduate, you have to make a choice.

If you are a martial artist, you have three options.

The first is to join the military department, the second is to become a member of some group companies, and the third is to become a free warrior.

If you are not a martial artist, you have no choice at all, you will be thrown into society by the academy, you may become a martial artist, but it is definitely not now, and your achievements in the future will not be far away. The best outcome is to become a clerical employee in some company, or become an employee and so on.

The only thing worth thanking is the signboard of Nanshan Academy, even if you can't become a martial artist, it is not difficult to find a job, and the treatment is not too bad.

Wang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "How to choose, it has not yet been decided." ”

The road of the free warrior is not easy to walk, the fierce beast area is cruel, if there is no strong company to support, entering the fierce beast area is almost a dead end. The advantage is freedom, not being constrained by some companies, being able to do what you like, and living your life in your own way.

In fact, during the period when Wang Zheng became a martial artist, there were many people who contacted him, including various company groups, as well as some other small companies or training halls and so on.

It's just that these were all rejected by Wang Zheng.

Sun Qiang had a look of envy on his face: "Brother Zheng, you are fine, like a fragrant bun, you will be welcomed wherever you go, some of us can find a good job, or be looked down upon by others to train to become a martial artist, it is the best life." ”

Nanshan University is also famous in China, and fresh graduates, even if they are not martial artists, have a large and small company to contact them for a later stage of martial arts training investment. They don't expect these students to have high achievements in the future, as long as they can become martial artists and reach the third or fifth level, it will be the best investment.

Sun Qiang and the others don't have to worry about work, and they are also students of Nanshan College.

Wang Zheng just smiled, in fact, he was even more confused than Sun Qiang now.