Chapter 7

"Xiangdong..." Li Zhi opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Tian Xiangdong waving his hand.

The addition of someone with a strength of 10 to their team was obviously beneficial. Li Zhi felt that since Zhou Wen had already demonstrated sufficient strength, there was no need to continue. It wouldn't be good for anyone to lose face.

Tian Xiangdong forcibly used the Thunder Fist to defeat Zhou Wen. If Zhou Wen really left, it would also be a loss for them.

Seeing Tian Xiangdong walk to the pressure plate, Li Zhi wanted to say something but was stopped by Fang Ruoxi shaking her head.

"Is this really okay?" Li Zhi looked at Fang Ruoxi and asked.

"It's fine. That guy has already accepted Zhou Wen; he just doesn't want to lose," Fang Ruoxi said calmly.

"Xiangdong is just too proud," Li Zhi was slightly taken aback, then suddenly understood, and laughed, saying no more. He watched Tian Xiangdong perform the second strength test.

Tian Xiangdong's expression was serious as he stood in front of the pressure plate, slowly raising his fist. The veins on his fist bulged, looking like lightning crisscrossing, making the fist appear fierce and terrifying.

Bang!

His fist slammed viciously into the pressure plate. The special alloy pressure plate clearly retreated, and the numbers on the screen rapidly lit up, finally stopping at 11.

"How about that?" Feeling the nearly depleted yuan qi in his body, Tian Xiangdong secretly wiped a cold sweat.

His own strength was 7, and the first stage of the Thunder Fist could only increase his strength by about half, and it wasn't very stable. Sometimes he could hit 10, sometimes 11. This punch today was a good performance, and fortunately, he still won Zhou Wen.

"Very good." Zhou Wen was indeed a genius in cultivation, but his emotional intelligence was average. He didn't notice Tian Xiangdong's emotional changes. He only thought that if he couldn't win, he couldn't join the team, so he walked towards the strength tester again.

However, this time Zhou Wen didn't immediately punch to test his strength. Instead, he carefully examined the strength tester.

"What are you looking at? If you can't do it, just say so. Losing to me isn't shameful," Tian Xiangdong saw Zhou Wen hesitating to punch and thought he was unsure if he could hit a stronger force, so he was hesitating.

Zhou Wen looked at the strength tester, somewhat worried, and said, "If this thing breaks, the school won't make me pay, right?"

Hearing Zhou Wen's words, Tian Xiangdong laughed in spite of himself: "Bro, you're really putting on a show, aren't you? This is a strength tester, specifically for testing strength. Although it's just a low-end version for high school, with a maximum of 20, few high school students can hit the maximum, let alone break it. Let me put it this way, if you really break it, I'll pay for it."

"That's true." Zhou Wen nodded, seeing that the pressure tester seemed quite sturdy and shouldn't break so easily.

Zhou Wen then raised his fist without hesitation. The skin on his fist gradually turned a metallic red, as if coated with a layer of red metal.

"Yuan qi technique... So Zhou Wen has also practiced a yuan qi technique..." Tian Xiangdong immediately felt somewhat disappointed.

Without a doubt, with Zhou Wen's strength, as long as he practiced a yuan qi technique, even if it was a weak one, the force he could generate would definitely be stronger than Tian Xiangdong's. Tian Xiangdong knew he would definitely lose.

Fang Ruoxi and Li Zhi were also pleasantly surprised. With Zhou Wen knowing a yuan qi technique, they had a better chance of getting a high score in the practical test.

Bang!

Zhou Wen's fist slammed into the pressure plate, which was hit like a hammer and recoiled. The numbers on the screen rapidly lit up, instantly surpassing 11.

"I wonder how much force his yuan qi technique can generate." Fang Ruoxi thought, but the numbers lit up so fast that all the number lights suddenly turned on, causing her face to change.

Puff!

Before anyone could think much, a strange sound came from the strength tester. A crack appeared somewhere on the back of the machine, and a light yellow liquid sprayed out like a fountain.

Tian Xiangdong and the others' mouths formed an 'O' shape as they stared dumbfounded at Zhou Wen and the strength tester that was spraying water, unable to speak for a long time.

Yu Qiubai also widened his eyes, wishing he could personally confirm whether the strength tester was really broken.

He wasn't thinking about making Zhou Wen pay but was simply unable to believe that a high school student's yuan qi technique could be so powerful.

Tian Xiangdong shivered, thinking about the force of that punch. If he had really tested his strength against Zhou Wen with a fist-to-fist test, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The strength tester's limit was 20, but that didn't mean it could only withstand 20 units of force. In fact, to burst the hydraulic chamber, the force required would be far more than 20.

Even if Zhou Wen had a strength of 10, he would need a yuan qi technique of at least the eighth or ninth stage to achieve this level.

If he hadn't learned about Zhou Wen's background from the old principal, he would have suspected that Zhou Wen had used a high-level yuan qi technique crystal. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to have such strength.

But given Zhou Wen's background, it seemed unlikely that he could have such a high-level yuan qi technique crystal.

"If he really relied on himself to practice his yuan qi technique to this level, that's terrifying!" Yu Qiubai couldn't help but recall the old principal's evaluation of Zhou Wen.

There are two types of geniuses in this world: one is called Zhou Wen, and the other is all the other geniuses.

"Didn't you say you would pay if it broke? A man's word is his bond, right?" Zhou Wen was a bit stunned and then looked at Tian Xiangdong somewhat helplessly.

He hadn't expected that the Great Strength Fist would be so powerful and actually break the strength tester.

He was a poor guy, and if the school really pursued the matter, he really had no money to pay.

"I'll pay, I'll pay. Bro, money can solve problems, so it's not a problem. We're old classmates and on the same team. I'll take care of this," Tian Xiangdong finally reacted, smiling broadly.

Tian Xiangdong's family was considered wealthy in Guide Prefecture, so they weren't short of this amount of money. However, a teammate like Zhou Wen was something he couldn't find a second of in this small city.

With Zhou Wen joining, Tian Xiangdong felt that they might not just be able to get first place in the practical test in Guide Prefecture; they could aim for something even bigger.

Li Zhi and Fang Ruoxi were also in high spirits. With such a powerful teammate joining, they were one step closer to their goals.

"This guy seems even more interesting than I thought," Fang Ruoxi looked at Zhou Wen and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Zhou Wen officially joined the team, and the four of them submitted their application to participate in the practical test. The school leaders and many teachers were somewhat surprised to see Zhou Wen on the four-person team list.

The teachers of Fang Ruoxi, Li Zhi, and Tian Xiangdong even called them for a private talk, hinting that they should choose other teammates and not let Zhou Wen drag them down. However, the three of them refused to budge, insisting on teaming up with Zhou Wen, which left their teachers very frustrated.

Only Yu Qiubai calmly drank his tea, knowing very well that Zhou Wen was the strongest among the four.

"Just wait and see. After the college entrance exam, you'll know who is really dragging the team down," Yu Qiubai thought as he drank his tea.

Zhou Wen was his student, and the teachers' private comments about him naturally made him very unhappy.