The test completed, Liu Jie began to offer specialized guidance to each student.
Song Bo, injured, sat in a corner, occasionally letting out a cough or two. Qin Jian and the other two quietly gathered around Song Bo with questions.
"Song Bo, what exactly is your condition? How could you be pushed so easily by him..."
"Pushed so easily my ass! He's a master! An ancient martial arts master! What do you think his palm strike was?"
"You mean… his palm strike was just like the one you threw before…"
"The same strength, he did it on purpose. Now I understand why Jiang Xinyu and the others were so keen on egging me on to fight Wang Lan. This academic god is a monster. Even before becoming a Star Martial Warrior, his strength was in no way inferior to ours. He has mastered incredibly profound ancient martial arts."
