Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: Awakening the basaltic talent at the beginning

Chapter 12 Amplification Technique
"Squad leader, organize the students to exercise first!" The teacher ordered, and then walked towards Liang Ping.

Seeing that his teacher seemed to be attracted by Liang Ping, the students responded, but they didn't have any mental training at this time, and they all looked at Liang Ping curiously.

boom!
At this moment, Liang Ping just finished with a punch.

On the tester, the value of 910 is displayed.

"Tch, it's just 910, what's all the fuss about!" Among the students, a short and chubby boy wearing glasses said disdainfully, "It's not as good as me!"

Another student next to him raised the corner of his mouth when he heard it, and said mockingly, "Little Fatty, are you embarrassed? Compared with other children, when you were his age, did you have such a high punching power?"

Hearing the ridicule from his companion, the fat man said dissatisfiedly, "Hey, what are you talking about? You're talking like how old you are. I'm also a child, okay?"

Everyone: vomit
Several people were bickering, but at this moment, Liang Ping moved again.I saw him close his eyes, and a layer of red fluorescence suddenly began to flash on his body.

"Huh?" The teacher gasped in surprise when he saw it.

"boom!"

Liang Ping's fist suddenly hit the machine, and the whole machine suddenly shook violently.

I saw that the value of 910 on the machine changed rapidly, and it reached 2020 in a blink of an eye.

“Holy shit, 2020!”

The noisy students quieted down instantly, and each of them stared at the numbers on the machine in astonishment, all with expressions of disbelief.

The combat power of more than 2000 has reached the boxing power standard of a silver-level warrior.

Who is this boy in front of him?
Ridiculously strong!

However, before they recovered from the shock, Liang Ping's fist blasted out again.

bang bang

The fists fell crazily like raindrops.

2100
2030
2019
1847
Seeing the constantly flashing numbers, the students were completely paralyzed.

If it's just a single blow, it can be said to be an accidental explosion effect, but even with so many punches hitting a value of more than 2000, it is enough to prove that the combat power of this young man in front of him is a proper 2000 standard.

The absolute silver mirror is gone.

"How old is he, and he has more than 2000 combat power? Is this kid a monster?"

"Damn, people are more popular than people!"

"I suddenly feel like I'm useless!"

Everyone was in a trance for a while, feeling incredible.Obviously the opponent is younger than them, how can they have such a strong strength.

But when Liang Ping saw the last number, he frowned slightly, looking dissatisfied.

Those students were speechless when they saw Liang Ping's expression.

When the martial artist's power explodes, the energy and blood will continue to be consumed.You pack so many punches.Of course punching power will drop.The final value decreased, which is nothing more than normal.

Not satisfied?So how do we deal with ourselves?

This is Versailles!
The eyes of the students looking at Liang Ping were full of envy and jealousy.

"If I can punch with this strength, I will laugh in my dreams, so why not be unhappy!"

"The world view of academic masters is different from that of ordinary people. Maybe they pursue perfection!"

Seeing Liang Ping standing in front of the testing machine in a daze, everyone thought that he would not be willing to punch again.But unexpectedly, Liang Ping rubbed the back of his hand, then picked up the backpack on the ground, turned around and left.

At this time, the teacher realized and immediately chased after him.

"This one." The teacher originally wanted to call Liang Ping, but thinking of the strength of his punch just now, he immediately took back the words and said, "This little friend, please wait a moment!"

In this era, the strong are respected.Liang Ping's display of such strength at a young age is enough to prove that his future achievements will not be low.Therefore, the teacher also changed his attitude towards him in due course.

Treat Liang Ping as a warrior of the same level as himself.

"Is there something wrong?" Liang Ping turned his head and said lightly.

He had noticed these people a long time ago.In fact, the reason why he left in such a hurry was precisely because he didn't want to attract too much attention.

After living two lives, Liang Ping has long since lost the pushy temperament of a young man.He knows better than anyone else that if you hit the top bird with a gun, you should keep a low profile no matter how you behave or do things.

At least until he grows up enough, he still needs to be cautious in his words and deeds.

"It's nothing, my name is Wang Xinyang, and I'm a martial arts teacher in No. [-] Middle School."

"Hello, Mr. Wang!" Hearing that Wang Xinyang is a teacher in No. [-] Middle School, Liang Ping immediately felt respectful.

No. [-] Middle School is the best martial arts high school in Pengcheng.As a native of Pengcheng, Liang Ping was naturally very familiar with this school.

And No. [-] Middle School is the school he will apply for next year.

"You don't need to be so polite, just call me Brother Wang!" Wang Xinyang extended his hand towards Liang Ping politely.

Seeing Wang Xinyang stretching out his hand towards him, Liang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then passed his hand over as if suddenly.

"Brother Wang, my name is Liang Ping!"

The two shook hands, and then Wang Xinyang naturally pulled Liang Ping aside, "Liang Ping, are you a student?"

"Yeah!" Liang Ping nodded, "I'm in the second year of junior high school now, and I'll be in the third year of junior high school next year!"

Although he had already guessed Liang Ping's age, Wang Xinyang was still a little surprised to hear that he was only in the second year of junior high school.

This is only the second year of junior high school, and he has such strength!
No, this kind of genius, he must make good friends.

Thinking of this, the smile on Wang Xinyang's face became even brighter, "Which school do you go to? Are you a student of our Pengcheng?"

"Yes." Hearing Wang Xinyang ask the school, Liang Ping hesitated for a while and didn't say anything.

Probably aware of Liang Ping's embankment, Wang Xinyang patted his arm and said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, just because you are talented. I want to get to know you!"

"Since you are a student of Pengcheng, after your high school entrance examination next year, we will be alumni!"

After finishing speaking, he laughed, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Liang Ping, "I still want to train these little bastards, so I won't chat with you for now! If there is anything in the future, you can call me call me."

Liang Ping did not expect that Wang Xinyang was so enthusiastic, and the other party was a teacher in No. [-] Middle School, so getting to know him in advance would only be good for him and not bad for him.

Putting away the business card carefully, Liang Ping said hello to the other party and left.

After Liang Ping left, those students immediately surrounded him.

"Old Wang, what is the origin of that kid?"

"I heard you just said about the boosting technique. So, that kid relied on the technique to hit such a high punch? Then what is his actual cultivation level? Surely he is not at the silver level?"

"Let me just say, no matter how talented you are, you can't be so monstrous! How can a junior high school student have the cultivation level of the silver mirror!"

Those students chattered and talked, and finally found a little balance.

Who knew that Wang Xinyang showed disdain when he heard their comments, "You bunch of turkeys, I told you a long time ago not to sit and watch the sky! I think you are not only short-sighted, but also small-minded. Don't you admit that others are better than yourself? Is it that difficult?"

(End of this chapter)