Devil Fruit Era: I have maxed out my Armament Haki Ryusakura

The first time he saw a man was when he was about to die.

Han Wenqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat, and his eyes blurred.

When he was hit, he seemed to feel that he was hit by an oncoming truck!

No, ordinary trucks can't knock people so far.

He was a train!

Almost!

He almost died!

If he hadn't trained his physique since he was a child and protected his spine and back of the head at the critical moment, he might have really fallen!

On the line between life and death, the cold sweat of surviving the disaster left Han Wenqing's face.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes no longer full of pride, but looked at the boy surrounded over there with a strong sense of doubt about life.

Is he really eighteen years old?

No, it's absolutely impossible!

Han Wenqing had never felt this terrible powerlessness when he fought with his father who was at the third level!

Being hit so far by a punch is even more impossible!

Now, it really happened!

You know... among his peers, he is a real genius!

There are still twelve days before the Federation Martial Arts Examination, and his mental strength has reached 70, and his physical fitness is even more terrifying, already 80!

He is only five points away from the Federation's physical fitness record!

He believes that if his birthday is in 11 days, he can definitely raise his physical fitness to 81 points!

That is, there is only a 4-point gap from the record!

But such a genius-level figure was punched today and doubted his life!

This punch is not clear and cannot be blocked!

This punch is completely subversive!

He... is eighteen years old!

Han Wenqing's pride was shattered by Ye Chi's punch today.

There is still a villain in his heart who tries to deceive himself.

But Han Wenqing knew very well that the other party had just come to Fanchao to acquire abilities today, and the leader was obviously the beautiful teacher.

And he was really just a student!

Tick-tock!

Cold sweat slid down Han Wenqing's face and dripped onto the ground to form a puddle of water stains.

"Dad..."

His face was hard, his hands supporting the ground were clenched into fists, his teeth were clenched, and he uttered words that he didn't even want to believe.

"Is this what you said... There are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens..."

In the past, his father always taught him to be humble, otherwise he would be easily broken by being too rigid.

But Han Wenqing felt that a man who spoke with his fists, why would he need to be humble like a woman?

Humility was something that those literary people did, and he would solve problems with his fists all his life!

Fight if you don't agree!

After experiencing this, he finally knew that all his previous arrogance was based on his extraordinary talent.

Without this talent, or if his talent is overwhelmed, he seems to be just like a clown, only able to act arrogant everywhere.

"Dad, I understand!"

Han Wenqing felt cold in his heart, and he finally understood his father's good intentions at this moment.

People are easily broken if they are too hard, and fists are also easily broken if they are too hard.

Real strength requires a combination of hardness and softness!

Unexpectedly, after being punched, Han Wenqing suddenly had such an epiphany in his heart!

He seemed to feel that his strength had risen to a higher level!

But... I still couldn't be his opponent...

However, I will use my life's steps...

to chase you, surpass you, and then defeat you!

In a corner that no one could see, Han Wenqing clenched his fists, stared at Ye Chi, and endless motivation rose in his heart!

Suddenly, a shadow covered him.

Han Wenqing's newly born strong ideal was obscured, and he was extremely unhappy!

He tilted his head, moved his sight, and finally saw the man's face.

But it was soon blocked again.

Who is it!

Han Wenqing gritted his teeth, pulled back the focus, and then he saw it in a daze.

A group of familiar people stood at the corner, looking at him with strange eyes.

"Han Wenqing, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, I know you are strong, so there is no need to break Fanchao's wall like this, right?"

"Hey! Han Wenqing, you are really awesome for disrupting public affairs!"

In the midst of the teasing, Han Wenqing's forehead was bulging with veins.

What do you mean by disrupting public affairs?

Didn't you see that he was injured?

The group of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School students were still chattering, and he shouted in a low voice!

"Shut up!"

But this angry shout immediately caused him to cough with difficulty in breathing.

Han Wenqing weakly covered his chest and choked, and at this time his classmates also found the clue.

"Brother, you weren't... beaten up, were you?"

"No way? You must be kidding!"

The group of people couldn't believe it and held Han Wenqing up.

The students gathered together with worried looks and voices.

It also caused the Hangzhou City team leader teacher who came later to feel a little nervous.

The opportunity has come!

Zhang He was walking slowly behind, and after hearing that Han Wenqing was in trouble, he immediately pushed through the students and came inside.

He was still supporting Han Wenqing's arms seriously, and asked with an extremely anxious face:

"Student Han Wenqing, you are injured! Who hurt you? Who? Dare to hit our students of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, it's really outrageous!"

He looked at Zhang He's overly nervous look and the magical question.

There is no harm without comparison. Han Wenqing suddenly remembered the beautiful teacher who led the team of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

People are concerned about the personal safety of students at the first time, but what are the teachers of the last class in this school asking about?

Zhang He is a new teacher at Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. He is a natural fruit ability user. Relying on his strength, he became the head teacher of the last class. Today it is his turn to lead the team.

Han Wenqing, a student from the key class of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, happened to be in the team. Zhang He wanted to get along well with this student and become the first top-level person in Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School!

But Han Wenqing still treated him the same way in school.

"Don't press my hand. Do you want me to die?"

After staring at Zhang He coldly, Han Wenqing leaned on his classmates.

Zhang He was embarrassed when he was scolded and despised in public, but he had encountered this kind of thing many times in Hangzhou.

He immediately stretched out his hand, clenched his fist and coughed twice.

While relieving the embarrassment, he attracted the attention of the students.

Except for Han Wenqing who didn't give him face, others still had some respect for the team leader sent by the school.

After all, respecting teachers has always been a traditional virtue.

Seeing all the students looking at him, Zhang He immediately straightened his neck and said, "Uh... It's not our turn to gain abilities yet. You help Han Wenqing to the waiting room to rest first."

"Teacher, contact the school immediately and ask them to send the recovery potion!"

After giving the order, the waiting room was right next to him, and the students helped Han Wenqing over.

Zhang He turned around and made a phone call. After nodding and bowing several times, and patting his chest to assure, he finally hung up the phone with a sigh of relief.

Han Wenqing was injured at this time!

He is the number one seed of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School!

If something happened under his own hands, the school would definitely be in trouble.

Fortunately, this student has always been aloof and arrogant, and he didn't even take the school bus to Fanchao this time.

He came here by himself, and the accident didn't happen under his nose.

So he just needs to give the school a good explanation!

When Zhang He put down the phone and was about to ask why Han Wenqing was beaten.

He found that there was another group of people at the other end of the corridor. Students wearing the uniforms of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School gathered together and cheered for something.

Zhang He's eyes flashed.

They might know the situation. To be more certain, maybe Han Wenqing's case was done by this group of people!

Zhang He pulled his tie, straightened his suit, walked with proud steps, and stopped when he was five steps away from the crowd.

"Ahem!"

He coughed intentionally, but no one paid attention to him.

Zhang He coughed again, and when no one paid attention to him, he could only step forward and pat someone on the shoulder.

The student looked back and immediately asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

The untimely voice finally attracted the attention of such students.

When most people turned their heads, Zhang He raised his chain glasses and said pretentiously: "Hello, I am the leader of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. May I ask if you know anything about my student's injury?"

Hearing that the person coming was a teacher from Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, the students were speechless and looked at each other.

Seeing them like this, Zhang He was more certain in his guess!

His eyes narrowed secretly!

It seems that Han Wenqing's injury was caused by the people from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School!

Jiangcheng, a small border town, dared to attack the No. 1 seed of Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School. How brave!

You know, if Han Wenqing really got into trouble, not only would the culprit be in trouble, but his teaching career would also end!

Just as Zhang He was about to change his face and question, the group of students flashed, and Liu Shiyi, wearing a beige professional shirt and skirt, walked out.

She stood in front of everyone and twisted the black hair that fell on her pretty face behind her ears.

The sparkling tender ears and the swaying earrings on them seemed to hit Zhang He's heart in an instant!

Exquisite facial features!

A proud figure!

There was no flaw in her body!

Especially the pair of milky white legs that looked like they were wearing stockings!

This is too foul!

It makes my eyes, hands, mouth and heart numb!

A thick, indescribable deep feeling lingers in my heart.

Looking at this graceful and beautiful woman, Zhang He couldn't even speak.

I can't say it anymore!

Liu Shiyi's beautiful eyes flickered. After seeing the other party's trance, she curled her lips slightly and said:

"This Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School leader teacher, we just arrived and don't know anything about the situation~"

"The time to obtain the devil fruit is very precious. Do you mind giving way?"