Chapter 39

After starting school for a while, Wang Zheng's life began to follow a routine. He attended Xiao Fei's classes and some courses in the Mecha Department. After attending them once, he knew which ones were necessary. Since he had access to the training room of the Combat Club, Wang Zheng would report there twice a day, finding it incredibly convenient.

Wang Zheng usually used the gravity room in the morning. Regular intensity training was indeed slower in effect, but after using the gravity room, Wang Zheng felt a soreness in his waist and back.

In the morning, as usual, no one was around. Wang Zheng set the gravity to five times normal, and after warming up with weightlifting, he began finger strength training, switching from one finger to another. Under this pressure, the training was indeed very effective.

One hundred times for each finger, and soon he was drenched in sweat. This training volume was abnormally terrifying, so Wang Zheng's appetite was more than three times that of an average person. Fortunately, he now had some extra money, and he felt that eating instant noodles like this would definitely lead to exhaustion.

Wang Zheng was training hard in the gravity room when the door opened again. Meng Tian, who had been "defeated" by Wang Zheng, had also been intensifying her training. She was puzzled as to why, with her training since childhood, she couldn't beat Wang Zheng.

Seeing the light in the gravity room, Meng Tian was a bit surprised. But when she saw it was set to five times gravity, her expression turned serious. This was no joke!

Wang Zheng's recent training had been quite effective. He usually finished at this time but wanted to do one more round. Meng Tian usually didn't come this early.

Meng Tian witnessed a scene she would never forget. Inside, Wang Zheng was bare-chested, sweat pouring down like rain, doing push-ups with one finger, switching every fifty times.

What kind of strength was this???

Meng Tian always thought there was a chance in their last battle, but she never imagined that he hadn't even taken it seriously.

This kind of strength was rare even in the military.

Wang Zheng also sensed someone's presence and stopped. Seeing Meng Tian outside, wide-eyed and speechless, he smiled and picked up a towel to walk out.

"Do you want to use it?"

Meng Tian shook her head in a daze, unable to believe that the usually icy and beautiful Meng Tian could be in such a state of confusion. "How did you do it?"

"Cough, just daily practice. Don't look at the lack of muscles, but I'm actually quite strong."

Wang Zheng struck a pose. Indeed, there were no terrifying muscle lines, but Meng Tian could feel the explosive strength inside.

"Can you make me stronger?" Meng Tian bit her lip and suddenly said.

Wang Zheng was taken aback. He sensed that Meng Tian was very serious, but she was a girl...

"Actually, my training method isn't suitable for ordinary people." Wang Zheng said. Ordinary people would die if they trained like this.

"I'm not afraid. As long as I can get stronger, I'll do anything!" Meng Tian showed her usual stubbornness.

Wang Zheng wasn't good at refusing girls. "Well, we can try. Actually, I'm not very good at teaching."

"Even sparring with you can help me improve!"

This was also Meng Tian's belief. Combat was the way to improve, but as a girl, she felt it was inappropriate to constantly bother others. Seeing this scene, she couldn't care less anymore. The force meter breaking during military training was probably not due to a malfunction but because his strength was incredibly powerful.

"Sure, I need training too." Wang Zheng smiled.

Wang Zheng took a shower, finishing in five minutes. When he came out, Meng Tian had already changed into her training uniform and was practicing various swift kicks.

Her movements were quite methodical, with good elasticity and mobility, and few weaknesses, clearly the result of strict training. Only after training on the梅花桩 (梅花桩 is a traditional Chinese martial arts training tool, often translated as "plum blossom桩" or "plum blossom poles") could Wang Zheng see the difference.

These steps were all routines, with too little variation, while the梅花桩 had endless changes.

"How's it going?"

After completing a set, Meng Tian asked, with a few drops of sweat on her nose, making her look quite cute.

"Pretty good."

"That's it? Tell me the truth!" Meng Tian was clearly unsatisfied with this perfunctory answer.

"Flower punches and kicks."

...

"Cough, the moves are actually quite good, but your strength and speed need improvement. Also, you seem very focused on routines. The battlefield is ever-changing, and adaptability is key. Master speed, accuracy, and power, like this."

Wang Zheng demonstrated a set of kicks, but with a lower and faster range, fierce like a whirlwind.

In an instant, Wang Zheng moved over ten meters and turned back to see Meng Tian in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

"Maybe one day I'll need your help." Meng Tian suddenly said.

"We're classmates, no need to be so formal. I'll do my best to help."

Wang Zheng actually appreciated Meng Tian's efficient personality, and both had the same goal: to become excellent mecha pilots.

Wang Zheng couldn't use the same training methods as the skeleton for a girl, and if he did, he'd probably end up in a mental hospital.

"Balance is most important. Practicing the horse stance will benefit you."

Wang Zheng taught Meng Tian the female horse stance, which is more inward for women, forming a triangle, the most stable shape.

"Is this useful?" It has to be said, the pose wasn't very attractive.

"Ha ha, try attacking me. If I move, you win."

Wang Zheng took the horse stance, and Meng Tian's eyes lit up. She was genuinely interested in trying.

She took a step back and, with a delicate shout, delivered a low flying kick to Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng smiled; the impact was significant.

Bang...

He easily caught it, and his body didn't even waver.

"Again."

Having a live target was a waste not to use. Meng Tian didn't hesitate and launched a fierce attack. With no one around, Meng Tian didn't have to hold back.

Meng Tian's attacks were quite lethal, targeting vital points. She adjusted the positions, making the moves more aggressive but less lethal.

"It's fine, you can hit any part. Otherwise, the power won't be fully exerted."

Hearing this, Meng Tian's eyebrows twitched, and her moves became even more fierce. But Wang Zheng was like a mountain, the more she attacked, the greater the pressure. After a violent three-step kick, Meng Tian felt her legs give out and fell forward.

Wang Zheng, feeling quite satisfied, quickly caught her. ... She had overexerted herself.

"Are you okay?" Wang Zheng asked, touching her forehead. "Just trying it out, no need to use so much force. We don't have any deep grudges."

Wang Zheng teased her. Her breathing was fine, but she was a bit exhausted.

Meng Tian's face turned red. "You're so strong. I might have to keep bothering you."

"We're classmates, no need to worry. Besides, serving a beauty is my honor."

Meng Tian's face turned even redder. The door to the training room opened, and a group of chattering students walked in.

The training room suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared, and Meng Tian was blushing, lying in Wang Zheng's arms...

"Oh, we must have come to the wrong place."

"Yeah, I didn't see anything."

Meng Tian quickly stood up. Wang Zheng waved his hand. "We were just sparring. Meng Tian accidentally sprained her ankle."

"Can you help me to the infirmary?" Meng Tian had already regained her composure.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the two quickly left. Meng Tian had many admirers, but none of them could even beat her, so they had no other hopes. Wang Zheng's personality was easy-going, and everyone found him much better than someone like Guan Tao.

Wang Zheng supported Meng Tian out. Meng Tian suddenly said, "Am I going to call you master now?"

"Sweat, no need to be so formal. We can just spar casually."

"Is Ye Zisu your girlfriend?" Meng Tian suddenly asked.

"No, we're classmates and friends. Why would she like me?" Wang Zheng laughed.

This was the truth. Ye Zisu was the school beauty, and Wang Zheng was just an ordinary student.

Solen's recent days had been quite good, and he could even laugh in his dreams. The higher-ups were very satisfied with his performance, and it was said that the board had turned a corner, with no one proposing his dismissal anymore.

Sometimes, when the path is right, the sky can indeed drop a pie. Lin Huiyin's new song's inspiration came from the skeleton's battle video, and it became a huge hit. The main website was even planning to promote this person. The question was, once the main website started promoting, would the War God No. 1 be able to handle the influx of more experts?

Regardless, Solen knew he had no way back, and this wasn't something he could decide.

Solen was now busy looking for opponents. It was quite difficult, as experts were too proud to come, and ordinary players were meaningless.

After all, those willing to use War God No. 1 were rare. Even Wild King focused on his high-end mecha. The operation was fine, but the combat power was greatly reduced. Using high-end mecha would be unfair, and it would hurt the experts' pride. Winning wouldn't be glorious, and losing would be even worse. It was a rather awkward situation.

On Wang Zheng's suggestion, Zhang Shan and the other three joined the assistant group. Xiao Fei also intended to cultivate them. These three had quite good talent, and with some time, their achievements wouldn't be bad. However, in Xiao Fei's view, Wang Zheng's future was boundless. His worldview was too good, and even top physicists might take ten to eight years to reach this level.

With Zhang Shan and the others, Wang Zheng's life became easier. It had to be said, such an opportunity was rare. The four sometimes only helped out, but it was a great eye-opener. As freshmen, they indeed surpassed many senior students in many aspects.

In physics classes, except for Xiao Fei's, Wang Zheng was mostly absent. Professors occasionally called roll, and Yao Ailun would use his voice-changing skills to mimic Wang Zheng perfectly.

Wang Zheng, on the other hand, was immersed in the Mecha Department, almost obsessed. The month at OMG gave Wang Zheng a basic understanding of mechas, and now it felt like theory was being applied to practice, which was very interesting.

In the first class, eighty people came to the school's equipment warehouse, where various mecha parts were piled up. Unfortunately, the War God Academy's financial situation wasn't great, so the equipment was quite old.

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