"What kind of power is this? So strong—"
"Unbelievable, inconceivable! I can't block it—not even with a soul skill activated!"
"Too strong! Lord Wuque is just too powerful! I'm no match for him!"
One challenger after another fell beneath Ning Wuque's fists, and his heavy strikes grew increasingly refined.
He had even managed to unleash fourteen consecutive heavy strikes while fighting a Level 38 Beast Soul Master, hammering his opponent until tears and snot streamed down his face as he coughed up blood nonstop!
This display of strength was laid bare before the audience and deeply imprinted upon the hearts of this year's freshmen.
They simply refused to believe that he was a student from the same cohort as them!
You were telling them that, in the Freshman Assessment three months from now, they might have to face someone who could hang up a three-ring Beast Soul Spirit Soul Elder and beat him senseless with nothing but his body—
Right?
What kind of joke was that!
A punch like that wouldn't just leave you bruised black and blue. It would scatter you into pieces!
In the stands, Ning Tian and Wu Feng were also utterly stunned by Ning Wuque's performance today.
The two of them had come to watch Ning Wuque's soul fights these past few days, and they knew very well that he had been incapable of such a performance before today. That left only one possible reason.
It was the combat technique Ning Wuque had told them about not long ago—a combat technique exclusive to Titled Douluo!
"I want to learn it so badly..."
Wu Feng watched Ning Wuque knock down one grown man after another with a single punch, practically drooling with envy. She wanted to be like that too. At the same time, her instinctive admiration