Evil Thoughts

At that moment, Wu Changkong was considering whether he should equip Nan Fusheng with a hammer or some other weapon.

With such tremendous strength, it would be far too wasteful for him to remain in the back as support all the time!

And with a weapon, his teammates would not have to worry so much about their rear being flanked while fighting on the front lines. Just imagine: when an enemy mistook you for a Support-type Spirit Master,

bypassed your teammates and charged straight at you, only for you to whip out a massive hammer and smash them with it—it might just turn the whole battle around.

Wait, why was a hammer the first thing that came to mind? Wu Changkong did not dwell on it and called for the next person.

"Tang Wulin!"

Boom! Left hand: 1,156 kilograms.

Boom! Right hand: 1,348 kilograms.

With Nan Fusheng setting the bar beforehand, and everyone having already witnessed Tang Wulin's strength, they were not overly surprised by those numbers.

However, Wu Changkong did not let Tang Wulin leave. Instead, he said, "Add the scales to your right hand and do it again."

"Okay." Tang Wulin raised his right arm. A faint golden glow lit up, and a layer of pale gold diamond-shaped scales covered it.

Wang Jinxi unconsciously took a step back. The dense aura of the Golden Dragon King made his Martial Soul tremble slightly, even giving rise to a feeling of submission.

Boom! 2,700 kilograms.

"Try the Dragon Claw." Wu Changkong's expression remained impassive.

"Okay!" Tang Wulin wanted to try as well, but just as he raised his right hand, he lowered it again and asked Wu Changkong, "Teacher, if I break it, will I have to compensate for it?"

Wu Changkong frowned slightly. "No. This instrument can withstand ten thousand jin of force. Even if it breaks, you will not need to pay for it."

"Alright!"

An even more powerful Golden Dragon King aura surged forth, and Wang Jinxi, standing nearby, felt somewhat suffocated.

Nan Fusheng watched as Tang Wulin's palm began to broaden, his knuckles thickening as the Dragon Claw emerged.

The dazzling golden Dragon Claw was covered in even finer scales, with only the three-inch tips of its claws smooth as mirrors.

Boom! Crack!

A number flashed by in an instant. Then, metal fragments flew from the point of impact as a hole was blasted into the instrument.

Golden Dragon Claw: shattering effect.

The four students were all stunned by Tang Wulin smashing the Strength Testing Instrument and did not see the fleeting number.

Only Nan Fusheng and Wu Changkong caught it.

Wu Changkong silently wrote down the number 3,998 kilograms in his record book.

"Next test: reaction speed."

To everyone's surprise, Nan Fusheng actually took first place in the reaction test that followed. Xie Xie came in second, Tang Wulin third, followed by Gu Yue, Zhang Yangzi, and Wang Jinxi.

It instantly left Zhang Yangzi completely deflated. Who exactly was the Agility Attack System Spirit Master here? The tests that followed made him increasingly question whether he deserved to be called a genius.

Aside from reaction speed and running speed, first and second place in every physical test went back and forth between Nan Fusheng and Tang Wulin. Then there was Gu Yue, who should have ranked at the bottom but still achieved impressive results.

Were they even human? Were they human? Were they human?

Were they livestock raised on feed or something?

Xie Xie, standing nearby, was practically in tears! They had all gone through Teacher Wu's training, so why was he, an Agility Attack System Soul Grandmaster, only able to take first place in speed?

In the other tests, his physical results were actually about the same as Gu Yue's. But Gu Yue did not even need to fight at close range, and she was a girl! How was his pride supposed to accept that?

Teacher Wu didn't secretly give them extra training behind my back, did he?

"The tests are complete. Today's tests focused mainly on physical ability, which does not represent everything. Martial Souls are equally important to Spirit Masters. Therefore, some students need not feel discouraged. Dismissed. Tang Wulin, come with me." Wu Changkong strode away coolly, with Tang Wulin following after him.

Xie Xie and Zhang Yangzi stood there, feeling as though a cold wind had swept across their foreheads.

Some students... who was he talking about?

On the way back to the dormitory, Nan Fusheng walked while deep in thought. Revealing his physical strength had naturally been part of his plan. To be honest, when he had first begun training under Wu Changkong,

he had already considered how to casually reveal his physical qualities. Today's testing happened to fulfill his wish.

Unlike Spiritual Power, physical qualities were far too difficult to conceal. Even setting aside ordinary sparring matches, a hospital checkup of one's blood and vitality, or an encounter with certain powerful people, could easily expose them.

Besides, Nan Fusheng had never intended to hide his physical qualities. Tang Wulin's situation, however, still surprised him.

He had gained such a huge boost just by unlocking one seal. Wasn't that practically inviting people to commit crimes?

Early in the morning, after Nan Fusheng finished cultivating, he looked at the empty dormitory. "Cultivating alone, without anyone to disturb me... this actually feels pretty nice."

After washing up, Nan Fusheng left the dormitory and headed straight for the track. Sure enough, he saw two familiar figures: Tang Wulin and Ouyang Zixin, the school beauty of the Intermediate Division.

Ouyang Zixin ran ahead with vibrant energy, while Tang Wulin followed behind, watching her as he ran.

Nan Fusheng understood. Tang Wulin's heart was beginning to stir. However, Ouyang Zixin probably only saw Tang Wulin as a younger brother.

At the same time, a maliciously amusing idea suddenly surfaced deep in Nan Fusheng's heart. If he used Deep Parasitism on Ouyang Zixin and turned her into his Doppelganger, then had Ouyang Zixin pursue Tang Wulin, what would happen to Gu Yue and Na'er?

Ouyang Zixin could be considered Tang Wulin's first love, and she even had the special bonus of being an "upperclassman." For a man, unless he was a scumbag, first love was always unforgettable.

Especially for an innocent little boy like Tang Wulin. If he truly turned Ouyang Zixin into his Doppelganger, then with all the melodramatic dramas he had watched in his previous life, along with those Green Tea tricks,

wouldn't manipulating Tang Wulin be effortless? Then he could give him a dilemma like, "Wulin, if your sister and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?" and see how he answered.

"Pah, pah, pah. How could I have such a strange idea?"

Nan Fusheng shook his head, throwing out the "evil thoughts" that had risen within him. Leaving aside whether a Doppelganger and its Original Body shared sensory connections, having to pursue Tang Wulin himself was already absurd enough!

Wasn't that just asking to get screwed? Parasitizing such a gorgeous girl, turning her into his Doppelganger, and then delivering himself into someone else's arms—

What kind of NTR behavior was that? With that kind of time, why not enjoy himself first? As the saying went, one should not let fertile water flow into another's field.