The man nad Brother Zhang stared at Tang Zhong and said, "I will make you wish you were dead."
Upon hearing Brother Zhang’s words, A Ding beca even more panicked and said to Tang Zhong, "You better leave quickly, get out of here. Zhang Wei always follows through on his words. He will definitely make you wish you were dead."
Tang Zhong waved his hand, indicating to A Ding, "No one has ever been able to hurt here, let alone make wish I were dead. It’s always been who makes others die."
A Ding, after hearing this, didn’t know what to say.
Brother Zhang, or Zhang Wei, stared at Tang Zhong and walked over step by step, saying, "You are truly an arrogant person. Do you really think that our three years of training in the Academy amounted to nothing?"
As he walked over, his muscles trembled, seeming to contain an imnse force ready to burst at any mont.
Those around started applauding when they saw Zhang Wei making a move.
"Brother Wei, go ahead and beat him to death."
"I really want to see what it looks like when a punch bursts his head."
"It’s satisfying, it’s been so long since I’ve seen Brother Wei make a move."
"Now that you ntion it, indeed it has been. I rember the last ti Brother Wei attacked, the guy was beaten so badly he was hospitalized for half a year, right?"
"How about we make a bet now and see how long this guy will stay in the hospital after this?"
"Sure, let’s start right away. I bet this guy will be hospitalized for half a year... maybe a year."
"I bet two or three years."
At this mont, Lin Long stepped forward and said, "Do you all underestimate Zhang Wei? He’s from the Stone Fist Tribe. I think he can kill that man with one punch."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around fell silent.
What was said was clearly correct; sotis it’s not about how long the opponent can hold on, but whether they’ll be killed in one punch.
Zhang Wei had already reached Tang Zhong, his body showing black lines that endowed him with power.
He then punched towards Tang Zhong.
The punch seed about to hit Tang Zhong’s face.
At that mont, Tang Zhong caught the opponent’s fist.
The punch that rushed over was abruptly caught, leaving Zhang Wei stunned.
He couldn’t believe his fist was actually caught by soone else; it was simply unbelievable.
Others were puzzled at the ti as well.
What exactly happened?
How could Zhang Wei’s punch be blocked by that person?
Lin Long and Lin Hu were the most furious where they stood; they had expected to see Zhang Wei’s punch exploding the man’s head, not this scene.
"Zhang Wei, what are you doing? Hurry up and smash him! Why waste ti with soone like this? Quickly!" Lin Hu shouted loudly.
He had arranged with Zhang Wei to beat the person, and Lin Hu paid Zhang Wei for it. But now Zhang Wei still hadn’t smashed the opponent, making him very uncomfortable.
At this mont, Zhang Wei didn’t know why, after throwing his punch it felt like hitting cotton.
And his fist was caught by the opponent with one hand.
With so many people watching now, he felt it was utter humiliation.
Then he glared fiercely at Tang Yan and said, "I will tear your body apart."
He tried to withdraw his hand.
But he found his hand was rigidly held by the opponent, impossible to move.
"What’s going on?" Zhang Wei began sweating on his forehead.
Lin Hu and others grew increasingly angry; what the hell was going on?
Why hadn’t this guy taken action yet? What exactly was he doing?
"Zhang Wei, can’t you hurry up? Everyone’s watching your show!"
"Hurry up and strike."
Zhang Wei felt like cursing. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to fight, but he simply couldn’t move. The person’s hand controlled him like a vine.
At this mont, Tang Zhong looked at Zhang Wei and said, "Do you want to break free of my grip? I can let you do that."
In an instant, Tang Zhong acted, his arm’s strength suddenly increased, and he pulled hard.
In the blink of an eye, there was a scream and blood spurted out.
Zhang Wei’s arm was forcibly pulled down.
The sudden force caused him to stagger backward, eventually collapsing onto the ground.
Severe pain coursed through his body.
"My hand, how dare you ruin my hand."
Smiles were still on the faces around, but now they froze.
They couldn’t believe Zhang Wei’s arm was broken by soone.
"How is this possible?" Lin Long said with wide eyes.
Seeing his arm shattered, Zhang Wei’s eyes turned blood-red. After climbing up from the ground, he charged at Tang Zhong again, unleashing his Wilderness Force.
Like a beast unleashed from its reins.
"I want you dead."
Just after he spoke and approached Tang Zhong.
Tang Zhong directly grabbed his other intact arm and abruptly twisted it; a cracking sound resonated.
"Looks like I’ll have to destroy your other arm too."
Zhang Wei fell to the ground, his face pale and powerless.
It was only then that the people around responded.
"Sothing bad happened, there’s a killing!"
"Quickly, go call the teacher."
But at this mont, Tang Zhong directly blocked the dormitory door, closed it, and looked at the panicked people inside, sneering, "Do you all want to leave?"
He wasn’t going to let anyone in this dormitory go, for they had planned to ambush him.
He now wouldn’t spare any of them.
Those people were already trembling with fear, having witnessed Zhang Wei’s miserable state, daring not to have any thoughts now.
Lin Long had told them to deal with this person, promising them benefits, but now they didn’t want any benefits; they just wanted to leave here alive.
A man sweating all over his forehead faced Tang Zhong and said, "What do you want to do? Do you want to beat us? Fighting is not allowed in the Spring Autumn Academy."
"And for beating Zhang Wei like this, you’ll be punished."
Others nearby chid in, "With the sins you’ve committed, it could get you killed."
Upon hearing these people, Tang Zhong lowered his head, chuckling coldly, "There’s one thing I think you are quite right about. After all, I’m a new student who just arrived here, and many teachers still don’t know . If I wanted to kill, I could easily do it, and I could leave imdiately after the murder. So I could choose to kill all of you here."
These words were extraordinarily cold, making the entire dormitory feel as if it had descended into an ice cellar.
The ones who had been shouting earlier were now numbed in place, fear gripping them.
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