Chapter 70 Diffusion
"Zhu Bobi, why did you come just now?"

The handsome boy seemed to realize that his attire was not appropriate in front of new classmates, so he put on his gray-white coat and said to the boy who was only 1.6 meters tall and slightly fat, who was closest to him.

He should be the only one among all the male freshmen today who is shorter than Zhang Chaoqiang.

"Let me introduce them to you," the fat man named Zhu Bobi cleared his throat. Beside him stood a well-proportioned man and woman. The former had a kind look while the latter had a beautiful face and a delicate body.

"No need to introduce, Rong Yue, Pang Lei, they are from Tiannan, hello..."

"God, you are my best student this year. Yuhua has won many martial arts awards in Tianan City and even Linhai Province. It's a pity that we don't have the opportunity to learn from each other..."

Rong Yue responded to God by extending her delicate palm, which she grasped quickly like a dragonfly touching the water, and then retracted.

"Rong Yue, Pang Lei, you are not simple either. Throughout the generations of warriors, your family has produced glorious seventh-level warriors who have made great contributions to the stability of the Central Kingdom. There will be opportunities to spar with you in the future."

Although he said so, the boy named God did not show much reverence. He just smiled politely and rubbed his fingers lightly with his lowered hands.

Rong Yue noticed the small movement of his hands, her face changed slightly, and her body actually leaned back slightly, with an instinct of self-defense.

I heard that this "God" possesses an extremely terrifying self-created martial art called "Hand of God"...

However, he did not obtain his cultivation methods from monsters or inheritance, but relied on his outstanding martial arts abilities to transform basic and advanced boxing techniques.

Zhu Bobi was not happy with God at this time. He spoke up to break the hypocrisy of God, saying, "Stop pretending. Everyone knows that you are arrogant at ordinary times. Only when you see a girl will you show your modesty and courtesy..."

The exposed God smiled widely, his upper and lower lips gradually separated, and the "crackling" sound came from the joints of his own fingers. Zhu Bobi saw the arm being slowly raised, stopped breathing for a moment, and stepped back in panic.

A few of them have a bit of a middle school vibe...

Zhang Chaoqiang had been observing several people, but they ignored him.

It is only natural that the talented young man who is currently in the limelight is attracting so much attention.

He looked away and murmured, these guys don't look like they are just entering junior high school. He tried to find the person nicknamed "God" from the list of new students at the door.

After scanning it twice, his attention was focused on a name called customer.

Perhaps this nickname was more of a teasing. In addition, from the conversation, it seemed that the other party had been one of the best in his grade in the past few years. He was the pride of his peers and had won many awards in martial arts.

Combined with strength and talent, the nickname of God can be said to have a sharp edge.

While Zhang Chaoqiang was doubting, the teacher finally came back and hung a sign that read "Class 1, Grade " on the door.

Stay still for a few seconds...

He turned to look at his parents and said calmly, "Mom and Dad, I go to... high school?"

A stiff voice came out of Zhang Chaoqiang's mouth, and the heaviness of his throat seemed to tear at the incredible.

Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei scratched their heads after hearing this...

"Didn't your teacher tell you?"

"Then you don't know, won't you ask?"

A series of double hits caught Zhang Chaoqiang off guard. He just remained silent...

Shen Qiangwei looked at Lao Chen again and asked, "Lao Chen, why didn't you tell Chao Qiang?"

Lao Chen took a deep breath and tried his best to maintain his elegant demeanor: "Who are you, Super Strong?"

"His parents!"

"You actually remember?" Old Chen was shocked. He called the school teacher...

Wang Zihan: I thought Principal Liu had discussed this with Zhang Chaoqiang... Didn’t you, as parents, tell your children too?

Principal Liu: Didn’t Cheng Wen, Teacher Guan, and the school directors inform Zhang Chaoqiang to discuss this?

Teacher Guan: Jin Jia and those high school teachers should inform Zhang Chaoqiang himself!

For a moment, Zhang Chaoqiang felt dizzy for some reason.

It would have been fine if the parents were not very reliable, but even the school teachers and leaders, and even Old Chen, had never mentioned this matter.

It is not right that such a serious matter is ignored.

Zhang Chaoqiang couldn't understand how the people around him could be so unanimous and not reveal a single word to him about such a big thing?
This was the third time, and also a relatively obvious one. I felt that the way things were going on around me did not conform to the usual rules.

During the sluggish process, Zhang Chaoqiang inadvertently turned his neck and accidentally swept across Zhang Huolong's arm, as if it was attracted to him.

Zhang Huolong has countless tattoos on his arms. Perhaps they can be counted, but they have been piled up together. Some of the crude patterns made with inferior ink and rough craftsmanship have slowly blurred and faded over time.

The most obviously blurred part is the image of a crane inside the forearm.

Zhang Chaoqiang first saw the black ink crane standing in the stream when he was born, about ten years ago. At that time, the pattern was still lifelike and particularly clear.

Later, Zhang Huolong was always afraid that the pattern on his body would be seen by Zhang Chaoqiang intentionally or unintentionally, so he seldom showed it in front of him, and Zhang Chaoqiang was not too curious.

No one can clearly see how some things begin to disappear, take tattoos as an example.

Until recent years, Zhang Chaoqiang inadvertently noticed that the cheap tattoos were blurring. Unlike the usual diffusion and fading, it was like being covered with a thin layer of mist.

For some reason, Zhang Chaoqiang had the urge to use [Angry Eyes] in his mind. This should be an ability used by the human eye, and he subconsciously used it on other parts of his body for the first time.

There was a sizzling sound of frying. After making sure that his father had no reaction, he continued. At this time, the clouds had been burned by the fire cloud, and the original crane picture became even more blurred.

But in Zhang Chaoqiang's eyes, it was so clear. He saw another scene.

A bird with thick, dark feathers and the appearance of a duck is using its forked claws like a vulture and its tail like a fine cotton rope to grab onto a tall branch...

It was just a momentary feeling, and then it disappeared from his sight, but it was engraved in his mind.

"Super strong dad, super strong mom!"

Such a hearty shout broke Zhang Chaoqiang's thoughts and the noisy environment around him.

Everyone clearly saw the man wearing a black martial arts robe and golden armor, who was the head teacher of Class 1. He was also the martial arts teacher who had used the Mountain Sealing Seal on Zhang Chaoqiang before.

At this time, he took the initiative to greet Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei who were squatting in the corner and were just blocked by Lao Chen and Zhang Chaoqiang.

He quickly extended his hand to Lao Chen, and then shook hands with Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei.

At this time, Zhu Bobi noticed a few people in the corner, and finally set his sights on Zhang Chaoqiang...

"Superhumanly strong?"

Damn it.

Something happened that made Zhang Chaoqiang a little worried.

(End of this chapter)

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