Peerless Genius
In the stands.
Lan Ling took a deep breath and said slowly, "He actually pulled it off? With the current gap between 12,531 kilograms and Yu Xinghan's result, Zhang Yu really might take first place in the overall score."
As a second-year student specializing in Body Tempering who had also participated in Physical Competition, Lan Ling deeply understood just how difficult Zhang Yu's performance was at this moment.
"For him to achieve this with his Physical Strength, whether in terms of excavating bodily power or skill in directing that power, he has far surpassed the first-year level."
Zhou Chechen, beside him, frowned, seemingly having never expected matters to develop this way.
He muttered, "So that means in the previous speed contest with Yu Xinghan, he hadn't relied on some kind of potent drug either?"
"And this level of control over his body... no wonder after accepting White Dragon's new Body Tempering modification, he could control his external physical traits just like Yu Xinghan."
Zhou Chechen looked at Zhang Yu as he stepped down from the platform, increasingly regretful that he had failed to sign such a genius back then. Now, not only had Zhang Pianpian snatched him away, he had also affected the deal between their two families and Purple Cloud.
As a Body Tempering specialist, Lan Ling greatly admired the talent Zhang Yu had displayed.
But the more he admired it, the more he wanted to suppress him.
Lan Ling said coldly, "This Zhang Yu must be suppressed. If we let him keep promoting White Dragon's Imitation Demon Muscle technology, it will only hinder our upcoming cooperation with Purple Cloud. This is no longer merely a private conflict between us and him."
Zhou Chechen shook his head. "Look at you, getting impatient again."
"Zhang Yu is standing