Gao Wu: I grow stronger with each death.

Chapter 31 Examination for Level 1 Martial Artist Certificate

As Wang Sheng finished speaking.

Old Qin charged forward wielding a wooden sword; the aura emanating from his body was indeed only at the initial stage of the Copper Bone Realm.

But regardless of the quality of his blood and qi or the skill of his movements, he exuded the aura of a strongman.

It was as if he hadn't limited his own level at all, and was still the teacher that could only be looked up to.

This scene caused the female students in the audience to gasp in surprise:

"Wang Sheng, watch out!"

But in Wang Sheng's eyes, Lao Qin in front of him was a completely different story.

"Slow, too slow, it's as slow as a tortoise compared to Xiaohao."

As he muttered to himself, the "Nine Steps of the Soaring Dragon" under Wang Sheng's feet began to operate on its own.

Step into the void!

Swah——

He dodged Lao Qin's attack with a strange movement, which immediately startled the middle-aged teacher.

"Movement combat techniques?"

Immediately afterwards, Old Qin's martial arts intuition went off like a horn:

"not good!"

But by then it was too late; that momentary lapse in concentration had already affected the balance of power.

He felt a pulling force on his arm and immediately realized that Wang Sheng wanted to take the knife. However, he was unable to stop the action. With a move he had never seen before, the wooden knife was strangely taken from his hand.

Offense and defense are easily interchangeable!

Old Qin didn't even have a chance to resist, as if the knife in his hand originally belonged to Wang Sheng, and the other party was just taking back what was his.

Kid, you've got some skills!

At this moment, Lao Qin had no intention of holding back. According to the competition rules, if he was hit in a vital area by the cleaver, he would lose.

The movement and combat technique "Eight Steps Chasing the Wind"!

Using footwork, Lao Qin quickly retreated, intending to return to the edge of the training ground to retrieve his weapon—a very prudent approach.

After all, Wang Sheng's footwork and knife-disarming skills were enough for him to consider Wang Sheng a real opponent!

But even so.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Wang Sheng was faster and his footwork was more exquisite. His cleaver kept falling, precisely slashing at the joints and vital points on Lao Qin's body.

That ruthless technique, if it were a real knife, would be enough to dismember a person!

Old Qin was terrified!

What a terrifying killing move! It's a combat technique born for slaughter!

Exhausted from dealing with the situation, Lao Qin had no choice but to sacrifice a pawn to save the king, relying on his experience to try and ensure that the knife struck the part that would have the least impact on combat effectiveness.

Despite this, he was still stabbed several times and looked quite disheveled.

"This swordsmanship... is anything but simple!"

Footwork, knife-disarming techniques, swordsmanship...

Where did Wang Sheng learn all this from?

His speed and skill far surpassed those of a martial artist who had just entered the Bronze Bone Realm, let alone Wang Sheng, who was still a student.

Is this also an effect of awakening superpowers?

I have to admit that one wrong move can lead to total defeat. If I had treated Wang Sheng as an evenly matched opponent from the beginning, things might not have turned out this way.

But a loss is a loss, there's no need to make excuses. Wang Sheng's abilities are enough to earn his recognition.

Thinking it over, Lao Qin stopped defending and prepared to announce the end of the competition on the spot.

But it was at this moment that...

Wang Sheng actually threw away the wooden knife in his hand, stood still, and beckoned to him with his finger.

"?"

Does this mean I need to practice a few more times without weapons?

Really...

That's insane!

Old Qin immediately charged forward, holding nothing back. Despite his cultivation level being suppressed to the initial stage of the Bronze Bone Realm, he unleashed all the skills he had accumulated over the years!

war!

A few seconds later.

"Bang!!!"

The competition ended when Lao Qin was thrown into the arena by Wang Sheng with a single throwing technique.

The dozens of students watching from below the stage were all stunned and stood there in disbelief.

"Wang Sheng!"

Suddenly, a female student shouted out.

"Wang Sheng! Wang Sheng!"

Then more and more people started shouting, not only the female students, but even the boys joined in.

Please, defeating a martial arts teacher in one move during a fight, there's nothing cooler than that!

"Wang Sheng! Wang Sheng! Wang Sheng!"

More people began to cheer.

The lively scene lasted for more than ten minutes before gradually dissipating.

At 2 PM that afternoon, during the practical training session.

"Huh? Why is Wang Sheng late again?"

Liu Yingwan asked in confusion, then turned to go to the classroom to call him.

"Wait, Xiaowan, you don't need to look for him. He left school at noon."

A girl stopped Liu Yingwan.

"Leaving school? Why are you leaving school?"

"Because he beat up Teacher Qin."

"???"

......

......

"Great, the leave application has been approved."

Wang Sheng carefully folded the "Certificate of Free Access to School" in his hand and put it in his bag.

"The most urgent task now is to take the Level 1 Martial Artist Certificate exam."

Only by obtaining a martial artist's certificate can one enter the Origin Realm Rift and risk death; that is the fastest way to improve one's strength.

"Although I am already very strong, I am still a frog in a well at the moment, and I have only achieved some success in a small place."

The path of martial arts is divided into nine realms. Teacher Qin is already in his forties or fifties, but he is only stuck in the second realm, so he can only be a teacher in junior high school.

Therefore, Wang Sheng's superiority over him in combat skills and techniques is actually nothing special.

Even disregarding skill level, purely in terms of technique, Wang Sheng felt that most of the boxers in the Wild Ambition Fighting Arena were better than Lao Qin.

After all, one is a professional job, and the other is a teacher; the difference in their positions determines the difference in their practical abilities.

Therefore, Wang Sheng did not feel complacent, but rather felt it was only natural.

Yes, beating a junior high school teacher of the same level is something he should do, which is why he appears somewhat arrogant during the fight.

Actually, that's not the case; Wang Sheng considers himself quite humble.

Thinking it over, he quickly arrived at the Linshan Second Hall.

Although it is just a community martial arts school, the assessments for martial artists in the lower three realms can generally be conducted here.

Only those who reach the middle three realms are required to undergo examination by the National Martial Arts Association, because community martial arts schools do not have the conditions to conduct examinations for martial artists at the fourth realm and above.

Wang Sheng walked to the front desk, about to speak.

"Wang Sheng from No. 12 Middle School, you're here for the test, right?"

The receptionist said with a smile.

With the high school entrance exam approaching, many students are quite anxious and frequently come to the martial arts school to test their scores, so she wasn't surprised.

Although only four days have passed, this frequency is indeed a bit high, and a bit too restless.

But the receptionist still encouraged them:

"You must have made significant progress recently, right? Your aura is completely different, and your face too..."

He's even more handsome now.

She was too embarrassed to say it aloud, as it would make her seem like she was flirting with him.

"Um."

Wang Sheng nodded:

"You've made significant progress, so I'm here to take the Level 1 Martial Artist Certificate exam."

"Oh, so you're here to take the Level 1 exam... Wait, you said you're here to take the Level 1 martial arts certificate exam?!"

She even wondered if she had misheard, or if Wang Sheng had misspoke.

"yes."

Wang Sheng continued, revealing a surge of vitality:

"My bronze body has been cast and can now be verified. So... what is the procedure?"

"Okay... then please follow me."

The receptionist no longer had any frivolous thoughts, and even unconsciously started using honorifics.

A level one martial artist at the age of 15.

Such a genius is bound to achieve great things in the future; how could I possibly aspire to such heights?