182 Classmate

Qian Wangsun made a strange face, "Damn, I didn't even run, why are you running so fast?"

"I swear, anyone would think I'm bullying you at school."

Feeling the continuous soreness all over his body and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qian Wangsun looked very upset.

'Damn, not only did I not get a free meal, but I also got beaten up.'

'Why am I so unlucky?'

'Why can Zhou Bai borrow, and I can't?'

The more Qian Wangsun thought about it, the angrier he became.

But fortunately, Qian Wangsun had been making great progress lately. Just now, facing an attack of the third realm, all his potential had been forced out, performing beyond his level.

And Zheng Wentian also struck casually, not intending to seriously injure Qian Wangsun.

This allowed Qian Wangsun to not be severely injured, and he could still stand up by himself, probably recovering after a few hours of rest.