"Zhong, are you going to the all-grade competition today?"
Beside a small wooden house in the forest.
Wang Zhong was doing push-ups, his hands on the ground, doing one after another. Hu Liena took off her shoes, her legs crossed on Wang Zhong's back, propped her chin, and asked with her head tilted obediently.
"I've already handed over the flag for the first-grade competition to the Pope. I probably don't need to go anymore."
"Besides, no one will challenge me, and my matches are over. It's meaningless to go."
"No matter how strong the seniors and elder sisters of other grades are, it has nothing to do with me. It's better to spend this time cultivating and making myself stronger."
"I made a promise with you, I must find Gui Yao and kill him."
Wang Zhong was multitasking, training his body while responding to Hu Liena's questions from his back.
"Is that so, that's good then."
Hu Liena's eyes drooped slightly, and she murmured in the lowest voice, with a different flavor in her expression.
She leaped up, jumped off Wang Zhong's back, put on her shoes beside her, patted Wang Zhong's butt heavily, and then ran out of the forest with a smile.
"Zhong, you cultivate well, I will tell the teacher."
To this, Wang Zhong could only rub his sore butt helplessly and grunted, "Really, if you want to leave, just leave, why hit people."
"When I get stronger, I will definitely hit back."
With a sudden force in his arm, Wang Zhong supported his body, walked back to the small wooden house, and looked at the four weighted soul tools placed on the table, his face looking a bit bitter.
Before the competition, didn't Wang Zhong take these two items to increase their weight? Now that they have finished increasing their weight, they have been delivered to his hands.
It's just that the current problem is that the four soul tools in front of him are overweight. Once the gems on them are pressed and the switches are turned on, each soul tool alone will weigh eight thousand catties!
It's twenty times more than before!
Even though Wang Zhong's Bajiquan had made great progress, in the face of this power, it was simply not enough.
"Those people in the Treasure Exchange Pavilion are really sick. I said I only wanted to double the weight, and they directly did twenty times, saying that the extra multiples were given as free gifts."
"I'm really convinced. Who wants your free gift! I can't stand it after you give it, and if I want to reduce the weight, I have to pay ten thousand gold soul coins for each reduction of one multiple."
"Shady merchants, truly shady merchants!"
Wang Zhong picked up a soul tool from the table and looked at the gem button on it, his resentment was unusually strong.
"Heh, although I can't use it on flat ground, it doesn't mean I can't use it elsewhere."
"You bunch of merchants still want to cheat my money, no way."
Suddenly thinking of something, Wang Zhong chuckled mischievously, then put on the four soul tools one by one, ran a short distance upstream along the river, and stopped by the deep pool in front of the waterfall.
"Each one is eight thousand catties. If I only turn on one, plus the buffering effect of the water, I should be able to withstand it."
Thinking of this, Wang Zhong didn't even take off his clothes. He leaped directly into the deep pool, and then gently pressed the "Ding Shi" button on his right arm in the water.
At this very moment, a tremendous downward force yanked Wang Zhong down towards the bottom of the pool like a shot arrow.
Yes, it was like flying downwards!
After falling for an unknown period of time, about a thousand meters, Wang Zhong crashed to the bottom of the pool with a bang.
Unexpectedly, the entire bottom of the pool was extremely clear, with no mud or sand, only smooth stones. This made Wang Zhong happy.
He gritted his teeth and slowly raised his right arm. Even with the help of the water buoyancy, Wang Zhong could still feel the terrifying weight. If he wasn't in the water, he might not be able to move at all.
"This weight is truly terrifying. Fortunately, I thought of using the buoyancy of the pool water to reduce this weight. Otherwise, I could only put this set of soul tools away."
At the bottom of the pool, Wang Zhong looked at the soul tool on his arm and thought to himself.
He looked up at the water surface above, which had shrunk to the size of a well opening. Wang Zhong was still a little surprised by the depth of the deep pool.
He glanced around the darkness that almost hid the edge of the deep pool, and Wang Zhong closed his eyes, feeling the pressure from all directions.
The deep pool did provide Wang Zhong with assistance, but it also brought him unimaginable squeezing pressure. This force, unlike the gravity that only appeared on his arm, surged from every corner, as if trying to crush Wang Zhong whole.
And this was the power of water, which looked extremely gentle and dispersed at a touch.
After experiencing the pressure of the water, Wang Zhong opened his eyes, slowly squatted down, clenched his fists, and hung them at his sides. He swelled his whole body's muscles and slowly extended his right fist.
Without causing any ripples, Wang Zhong's right arm trembled incessantly at this moment.
It was too heavy!
On the square of the all-grade competition, at the edge of the arena, the teachers from class A gathered together again.
"Sister Lian, what do you think?" Xia Xuan asked with some anticipation.
Shuang Yue Lian naturally knew what Xia Xuan was asking about. She just shook her head in disappointment.
Even though they knew the result, Yue Shan and Xia Xuan sighed in unison. Ying Yan Yang remained calm, as he had expected it, and there was no need to be too hopeful.
"Huh, Yan Yang, isn't the little guy from your class here?" Xia Xuan looked at the students behind Ying Yan Yang and found that Wang Zhong was missing, and asked in confusion.
"That little guy went to cultivate. For him, the first-grade competition is already over. It doesn't matter if he comes or not."
To Ying Yan Yang's answer, Xia Xuan nodded after realizing it. It seemed to be true.
For first-graders, as long as they were mentally sound, no one would dare to challenge Wang Zhong, who had defeated a Level 41 Soul Ancestor. And one could only have one high-stakes challenge match per year.
The reason Wang Zhong had two matches was because of the unexpected Zhang Shuai. In fact, Wang Zhong could have refused the subsequent challenge from Lu Xiaoshuang, and it would not have violated school rules.
It was just that Wang Zhong was a bit too arrogant and accepted both challenges in a row, and won them both.
"The first grade is over, now it's the second grade's turn, right?" Xia Xuan said, touching his chin.
"No, Xiao Xuan, what are you thinking?"
"It's not just Wang Zhong in the first grade. Although others can't compare to Wang Zhong, they still have their own brilliance. How could they stop competing after Wang Zhong is done?"
Faced with Xia Xuan's words, Shuang Yue Lian didn't know how to react, so she just rolled her eyes at him and said irritably.
Just as Shuang Yue Lian finished speaking, a girl with a golden ponytail tied behind her head walked onto the stage and announced in a clear voice.
"First grade Class A, Hu Liena, challenges first grade Class C, Zhao Shi!"