Countless disciples stared intently at the young man in white on the high platform.
He stood there with a calm expression, as if the battle with Song Jun did not affect him at all. To him, defeating Song Jun with one punch seemed like the most normal thing.
No one dared to mock him as useless anymore.
Even the senior students from the Outer Sect looked at him with a certain seriousness in their eyes.
If he was useless, then what were they, who couldn't even compare to Song Jun?
The freshman before them, named Chen Mo, used his strength to tell everyone he was not useless.
Even with a Blue Body, he could still defeat an Orange Body.
For a moment, many disciples who had been feeling hopeless due to their perceived lack of physical constitution regained their confidence. What did it matter if they had a weak constitution? They could still defeat disciples with stronger bodies.
Many disciples with average constitutions started to see Chen Mo as their idol.
