As soon as those words were spoken.
Standing behind the crowd, Wang Ma felt his scalp tingle.
There were so many freshmen. Who could guarantee there wasn't some Old Six among them hiding their true strength?
Wang Ma hurriedly took out his camera and captured the scene of Xu Zhiming holding a long spear and provoking the entire crowd.
Luo Xianfei raised her lovely brows and looked down at Xu Zhiming.
This student of hers truly suited her tastes.
To end the trouble, he had chosen to strike first and utterly beat every freshman into submission.
That way, aside from the female students, the other male freshmen would no longer foolishly seek trouble with Xu Zhiming.
As expected of her student. This once-and-for-all way of thinking was cut from the same cloth as hers.
In a world where martial strength reigned supreme, no matter what, force was the key to solving every problem in the end.
Xu Zhiming had no idea what his mentor was thinking. He merely calmed himself and began trying out the various moves and blood-force circulation techniques contained within the spear technique he had chosen.
Martial Glory could accumulate combat experience, but it could not replicate methods of circulating blood force.
With so many people here, he could use them to test each method in real combat.
Hearing Xu Zhiming's utterly arrogant words, most of the freshmen could no longer hold themselves back.
They were all geniuses, whether within their respective Lineages or in the cities where they lived, all ranked among the very best.
Yet Xu Zhiming's words made it sound as if they were nothing but worthless street trash.
"Let's do it! Even if I can't beat him, I'll still fight with the swagger of Hu Hansan!"
"That's right! Xu Zhiming has to learn