Almighty Immortal in Interstellar

Chapter 32 32. Confusion
Exclaimed, "174 million power!!!"

This punch made everyone dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

How can there be new students?

Can punch 174 million force? !

Under normal circumstances, most of the new body techniques belong to the subtle first, second and third stages, and the punching force is 10 to 35 force;

Two-year-olds belong to the 35th, 60th, and [-]th grades of nuance, and their boxing strength is [-] to [-];

Three-year-olds belong to the 60th, 90th and [-]th tier of subtlety, with a boxing strength of [-] to [-].

To put it simply, students born in 1 are usually in the subtle stage (strength range 90-90), students born in 130 are usually in the internal strength (strength range [-]-[-]), and only a few geniuses are in the limitless stage.

After all, it is very difficult to make a breakthrough in physical skills. Many people want to advance to a higher level, and it will take at least half a year or a year, or even more than ten years.

So when everyone saw the data in front of them, their eyes widened, and they looked like they had seen hell, and they couldn't believe it at all.

Around the entire arena, there was no sound.

All I could hear was the sound of "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooacacat on the top of the ring is it that seems to be colliding with air currents.

Song Wei's few people raised her throat, and her face was even more anxious.

They stared closely at the two people on the stage, afraid of missing them, afraid that Wen Yan would get hurt.

Although Wen Yan told them not to worry, the opponent hit 174 million force!And the protective cover can't absorb all the punching power.

What does this mean?It means that the opponent's physical skill level is higher than that of Wen Yan.

They didn't know Wen Yan's specific strength, so how could they not worry about her.

Lu Zhengyang shook the person next to him, "Yanci, wake up quickly, and look at the fist strength value displayed on the protective cover!"

"Huh?" The other party obviously didn't hear what Lu Zhengyang was saying, and made a nasal sound.

Yan Ci raised his heavy eyes with difficulty, and looked at the other party in a daze.

"I said! Look at the fist strength value on the protective cover!" Lu Zhengyang's voice could not help but rise.

The person next to him gave a soft "oh", but fell asleep again the next moment.

Lu Zhengyang looked up at the sky speechlessly, took a few deep breaths, and regained his energy. Seeing his skillful movements, he seemed to be familiar with the scene in front of him.

Lu Zhengyang carefully supported his friend, there was no other way, Yan Ci always looked like he couldn't wake up, and fell asleep wherever he went.

You can see that he is very awake at one moment, and fell asleep the next second. He spends very little time awake, and there is not a day in the whole year that is not spent in deep sleep.

Lu Zhengyang is still wondering whether the 70 strength that Yan Ci hit during the physical examination was just casually hit with his eyes closed.

After all, he is obviously similar to Yan Ci in all aspects, but every time he trains with the opponent, he is pressed on the ground and beaten by the opponent, and he has no backhand strength yet.

"If you don't watch it, the game will end soon." He shook the opponent very hard.

"Didn't you come here specifically to see Junior Wen Yan? Didn't you come to see her insanely handsome face?

Now the situation of Junior Wen Yan is not optimistic, if you don't watch it, you will be gone! "

Obviously Lu Zhengyang's words had an effect, Yan Ci tried hard to open his eyes and stood up straight.

As if he really woke up, his eyes gradually became clear, and he focused on Wen Yan on the stage.

He looked at it for a while, then turned his head and said to Lu Zhengyang, "I won".

Then he turned on the optical brain and took a few photos of Wen Yan.

In the next second, Lu Zhengyang picked up someone who fell on him.

I finally gave up, just go to sleep, anyway, there are still opportunities to watch in the future.

On the stage.

An invisible wave of air surged between the two, Duan Hao suppressed the shock in his heart.

Others don't know, but he can clearly feel how strong the opponent's strength is.

When he punched Wen Yan, the opponent's movements were very casual, and it could be called extremely elegant.

Wen Yan's right hand formed a palm to resist his attack, while his left hand was still behind his back.

Duan Hao only felt as if he had hit the sponge, all the force was disintegrated in an instant and spread to the surroundings.

It was difficult for many military students who were his training partner to block his punch, but Wen Yan was able to defuse it so easily.

And it didn't cause any harm to the other party at all, Duan Hao couldn't help being a little dazed.

While he was in a daze, Wen Yan launched an attack.

Everyone looked at Wen Yan on the stage, and followed Duan Hao's fist gently, pushing him back.

Some people couldn't help laughing loudly at Wen Yan's attack without a sense of oppression, but they couldn't laugh anymore in the next second.

They watched helplessly, Duan Hao who was pushed seemed to have been hit hard, and was thrown to the ground by a bullet.

I couldn't get up for a while.

Crowd: ? ? ?
what's going on?
People close to the ring repeatedly confirmed that the protective cover did not absorb any punch force.

Could it be that the two on stage are acting?
Seeing the blood on the corner of Duan Hao's mouth, everyone dismissed this idea one after another.

so?
Wen Yan did indeed hurt Duan Hao.

Simply outrageous.

Anyway, it's pretty mind-blowing.

At this moment, everyone felt that they had been severely hit.

Yang Zhou seemed even more shocked. His genetic attribute is a bit special, it is field control.

Field control, as the name suggests, is to be able to control the entire field, mobilize everything on the field, including the invisible air pressure and illusion.

With the palm that Wen Yan pushed towards Duan Hao just now, Yang Zhou could clearly feel that the phantom energy surging from Wen Yan's body came like a huge wave, but it was concentrated in that palm and hit Duan Hao's body.

During the entire match, Wen Yan's body was like a black hole, and all the phantom energy in a radius of several miles was continuously sucked into the opponent's body.

The airflow in the entire arena was particularly chaotic, Yang Zhou couldn't help but press his aching temple, cut off his mental power and no longer felt it.

Wen Yan withdrew his hands, moved unhurriedly, and said, "Concession."

Then he walked to Duan Hao's side and handed him a potion.

"There should be some damage to the inner abdomen. Drink it and it will be fine."

Duan Hao took the other party's medicine, his face changed variously for a while, and finally said thank you, then raised his head and drank the medicine.

Duan Hao has no idea how to describe his mood now.

He initially set the venue for the competition to be the chief student, not because he felt that the other party was incompetent, as some Tongsheng said.

On the contrary, he feels that Wen Yan is very strong. This is his intuition, which comes from the attraction of the same kind.

He did this because he was afraid that the other party would not be willing to go to the appointment.

Then use the power of public opinion to persecute the other party.

Duan Hao actually has no bad intentions, he is just more enthusiastic about powerful people.

As a martial idiot, he put all his thoughts and energy on cultivation.

I really like to find someone who is stronger than him, and then train and improve myself by fighting against the opponent.

The palm that Wen Yan gave just now seemed to have no strength, but Duan Hao felt at the time that that palm was like a mountain weighing down on him, and he couldn't bear it at all.

Seeing Wen Yan who was about to step off the ring, Duan Hao quickly got up and ran to her side.

The tone was very sincere, "Student Wen Yan, I... can I often discuss with you?"

Duan Hao's heart beat faster, his face was a little hot, he was very afraid that Wen Yan would reject him.

"can."

After Wen Yan said this with a blank face, he stepped off the stage and joined Song Wei with few people.

"Boss Yan!" Shen Hualan ran to Wen Yan's side with quick eyes and quick hands, "Boss, you are so good! So good!"

Song Weiwu pulled Shen Hualan away, "What is it? Has it become a little stammer?"

Shen Hualan rolled her eyes at the other party angrily, then turned her head and looked at Wen Yan with admiration.

"Boss Yan, you are simply my idol!!!"

Ji Yueran pursed his lips and smiled, "If you practice hard like Boss Yan, you might have a chance to catch up."

Hearing this, Shen Hualan scratched her hair, "Forget it, I'll just work hard, and I don't expect to catch up with Boss Yan."

This scene caused several partners' views on Wen Yan to undergo an earth-shaking change.

In the past, I called "Boss Yan" because the other party was better than them in all aspects, and I simply admired the other party.

But now, it was a genuine recognition and admiration from the bottom of my heart.

"Song Weiwu!" Chu Jie squeezed to the side of several people from the crowd, followed by Chu Yu.

When the two of them saw Wen Yan, they fell silent for a moment, and the enthusiasm and admiration in their eyes could not be concealed.

Lin Fan wanted to watch the few people go away, and touched Su Lin's shoulder next to him, "This junior Wen Yan really surprised me."

"I really, like her more and more."

Su Lin didn't answer Lin Fanyu's words, but secretly estimated the gap between him and Wen Yan in his heart.

As Wen Yan's dead man, his strength should not be low, but Wen Chenzhou did not force him, because the previous Patriarchs of the Wen family were stronger than his personal dead man.

The role of a dead man close to him is actually equivalent to that of a face, just like Wen Tian, ​​a dead man in Wenshenzhou.

Running errands for the Patriarch and doing things secretly instead of the Patriarch, so it doesn't matter if the strength is not as good as the Patriarch.

But Su Lin didn't want to fall too far behind Wen Yan.

Su Lin looked at Wen Yan and his party who were about to leave his field of vision, withdrew his gaze, turned around and looked at the people next to him, "Let's go, we're going back."

Lin Fan wanted to get into the deep blue eyes of the other party, subconsciously touched his chin with his tongue, chuckled, and followed him.

The match between Wen Yan and Duan Hao attracted the attention of many people in a short period of time.

It was also directly at the Scout Academy in the Imperial Capital, and it quickly became popular. There was also a dedicated building about Wen Yan in the campus forum post bar.

Compared with Duan Hao, who punched 174 million force, Wen Yan, who was able to receive the punch, obviously attracted more attention.

Many children went home and told their adults about the matter, and among these adults there were inevitably high-status officials.

When they inquired about Wen Yan's information, except for gender and age, everything else was blank.

Some people suspected that Wen Yan was Wen Chenzhou's grandson, but there was a video to prove that Wen Chenzhou had left Emperor Star with the young master of the Wen family.

Wen Yan's identity became blurred in an instant.

Wen Zhenyan crawled by the window, motionless, her small face was deformed by the window glass.

He stared blankly at the starry sky outside the window, without focus.

Compared to the first day, Wen Zhenyan has lost interest in everything in the universe.Every day is the same scenery, no matter how beautiful it is, I will get tired of looking at it.

"Pillow Yan," Wen Chenzhou walked out of the bathroom and called out to the person by the window. When the person heard it, he climbed off the sofa and ran to him with a few steps.

Wen Chenzhou squatted down, pinched the other party's round, sensual face, and it really felt good.

"Put on your hat and go out for a walk." Wen Zhenyan nodded, and gave a brisk and sure "Yeah".

"Do you want to bring Nika?" Wen Zhenyan took out his hat from the space, and put it on a few times to cover most of his face, only showing a chin.

Wen Chenzhou helped tidy it up, the hat is fluffy and feels good to the touch.

"Of course not."

Wen Zhenyan came to his senses, and smiled, "Oh, I suddenly forgot." He raised his head and wanted to see Wen Chenzhou, but it turned out that short people couldn't see it.

Wen Chenzhou looked down at Wen Zhenyan, who was so cute in every movement, and reached out to hug him up.

"Let's go."

Nika is the child who was rescued from the star thief a few days ago, and finally learned that the other party has an uncle.

Wen and Shenzhou would pass by the planet where her uncle was on the way, so they chose to take her with them.

It's not that Wen Chenzhou never asked the little girl if she would like her uncle to pick her up, he would make arrangements for her.But the little girl was unwilling to leave no matter what she said, and soon got to play with Wen Zhenyan.

In the end, Wen Chenzhou had no choice but to give up and just temporarily found a little playmate for Wen Zhenyan.

The reason why I didn't bring Nika when I went out this time is because Wen Chenzhou changed back to the fairy-like Wen family clothes, and so did Wen Zhenyan.

Wen Chenzhou received a message from Wen Yan today about the competition.

Then he expected that someone would definitely pick up Wen Yan's vest, so he asked Jing Zhe to change the information that Wen Yan had given him.

He is now going to take Wen Zhenyan out for another stroll, after all, he has done this once a few days ago.

The purpose of doing this is just to convince others that the Patriarch of the Wen family and the young master of the Wen family have left Emperor Star.

No one will pay attention to Wen Yan's background anymore. Even if they can't see other information about Wen Yan, it can dispel everyone's suspicion of her.

They will not link her with "Wen Shenzhou", at most they will only consider whether Wen Yan is from a remote star.

Wen Zhenyan hugged Wen Chenzhou's neck, and his two small hands were covered by wide sleeves, leaning softly on each other's shoulders.

The whole face was barely visible, and the child occasionally coughed violently twice, appearing particularly vulnerable.

Wen Chenzhou carefully protected the person he was holding in his arms, and walked from the room to the hall.

I bought some snacks at the restaurant in the lobby, and then returned the same way.

Maybe not everyone knows Wen Chenzhou himself, but the clothes he wears are known to everyone in StarCraft.

After all, "wearing a white robe with a crane on his waist" is an adjective for Wen Chenzhou, and he is the only one in the federation who dresses like this.

The floor where Wen Shenzhou was located belonged exclusively to the upper class.As long as everyone sees him, they can basically guess his identity.

The moment Wen Chenzhou entered the hall, more than a dozen eyes focused on him at the same time.

After he left the hall, the eyeliners hidden in different corners conveyed this message to his boss one after another.

Wen Zhenyan was held in the arms of the other party, because the other party's arms were too stable, he fell asleep unconsciously.

　Ahhh, happy new year everyone!
　　late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)