At this time, Zheng Bocheng was staring into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

Wang Tao's eyes were filled with three parts of envy, five parts of jealousy, and some unspeakable emotions.

Wang Tao politely clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me for disturbing you. I really want to borrow your number one status."

Zheng Bocheng smiled faintly and said, "Boy, you are too arrogant. If you are doing this for the East Desert Temple, I advise you not to make the wrong calculation as soon as possible."

"You have been very popular recently. You have just entered the Royal Academy and have successfully entered the Qiankun List. You are a rare talent. Today I will learn from you."

"I don't think you care about me showing mercy to you, so let's just play around!"

Zheng Bocheng said casually, and his punches seemed to be casual.

This is because his punches look soft, but there is a continuous fist intention hidden in it as a follow-up move.

Wang Tao only had one pair, and immediately mobilized his true energy to display the fist intention he had comprehended.

Two pairs of huge fists met in the air.

Before they got close, there was a loud noise.

Zheng Bocheng's Qi was a light creamy white, while Wang Tao's was a bright golden color.

The yellow and white intersected, and each was dispersed by the other's Qi.

Seeing the Qi waves escaping everywhere, the spectators within the so-called safety line under the arena were forced to retreat a few steps.

The crowd shouted: "You stepped on my shoes!"

"How can you not even stand?"

Zheng Bocheng didn't expect Wang Tao to comprehend such a powerful boxing intent just one month after entering the academy. He unexpectedly underestimated his opponent and was shocked by the blow and retreated six or seven steps.

Fortunately, there was a fence on the arena, so he didn't fall off the stage and embarrass himself in public.

But when he saw Wang Tao, who was as steady as a mountain, his eyes showed horror.

The several onlookers behind Zheng Bocheng were shocked by the Qi waves brought by his retreat and retreated in embarrassment.

The difference between a master and an average person is that a master can at least keep his posture upright and stand firm.

The ordinary people behind him staggered and fell to the ground as if they were hit head-on by Wang Tao.

The deacon who maintained order in the academy shouted: "Back off, who told you to cross the safety line? Don't you know that today is a showdown between masters?"

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Just one punch, the winner can be judged immediately.

No one doubts Zheng Bocheng's strength, of course, Wang Tao's evildoer just refreshed people's records again.

If Wang Tao still used the sword intent today, or relied on the power of Zhu Yue's magic weapon, everyone could accept it better.

But Wang Tao showed his third artistic conception today, which completely changed the tradition that students of the Royal Academy could only comprehend two artistic conceptions.

Someone who noticed this immediately shouted: "Didn't the elder say that everyone can comprehend two realms at most in their lifetime?"

Someone on the side immediately said sarcastically: "It's a blessing for you to comprehend one realm in your lifetime. You, a monster, may be able to comprehend all five categories in this lifetime."

Zheng Bocheng's face became more solemn after losing a punch. He pretended to smile and said: "Not bad, not bad, finally there is a decent opponent in the Royal Academy to challenge me. It seems that I can't underestimate the enemy anymore."

He walked forward slowly, hiding the sluggishness of his steps well in pretending to be calm and nonchalant.

Seeing him showing this face, Wang Tao snorted: "Then congratulations, but it's a pity that with your ability, you are not worthy of being my opponent!"

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