Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three dull thuds rang out in quick succession.
The first came from the burly freshman's fists as they smashed down at Wang Chen—but they did not strike Wang Chen's head or face.
They were blocked by Wang Chen's raised right arm.
The second and third came from the flying kicks launched by the two men behind him. Wang Chen met leg with leg, point against point!
"Aah!"
Cries of agony immediately followed!
The burly freshman was the strongest of the three, yet at this moment, he felt as though both his fists had nearly ceased to belong to him. It was as if he had struck an arm of steel; the rebounding force pierced through his tough calluses and sank into his flesh and bones.
He even heard the sound of bones cracking.
The shock in the burly freshman's heart was beyond words.
Since childhood, he had practiced his family's inherited Brute Bear Skill. After years upon years of tempering, his iron palms possessed the force of a thousand catties, capable of crushing dry branches and pulling apart rotten wood.
At the peak of the Second Tier, the burly freshman had once exchanged blows with an experienced Third Tier Martial Master, only losing after fighting a hundred moves.
He had thought he could turn Wang Chen, this pretty boy, into a pig-headed wreck with a single move.
Yet the brute strength he had always been so proud of had actually lost to Wang Chen!
The burly freshman was still relatively fortunate. The latter two were truly unlucky; both were sent flying backward, one man's left foot and the other's right foot bent at utterly unnatural angles.
Their screams came from them as well!
In the blink of an eye, the three freshmen who had come looking for