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Rebirth: The Resolute Conquest
25. The Domineering Burp in the Sky (Part 2)

25. The Domineering Burp in the Sky (Part 2)

"Is he joking? He wants to lift 600 pounds! With his small frame, he's just showing off and will end up embarrassing himself!"

"Isn't he afraid of fainting from the sight of blood? How could someone who's afraid of blood possibly lift 600 pounds?"

The entire testing site was bustling with excitement at this point. Barrett Walker being able to lift 600 pounds was even more shocking than a federal sniper being released.

At this moment, Barrett Walker appeared completely devoid of any signs of decay. He stood tall and sturdy, like a powerful black iron tower, with a gleam in his eyes. It was going to be quite a spectacle!

Ross, on the other hand, cast a sidelong glance at Barrett Walker. This man, the only one who had ever bullied her, was clearly not ordinary. Of course, that was all in the past.

"Brother! Don't show off for my sake! You faint at the sight of blood!"

Baron looked at Barrett Walker with a hint of concern. He knew Barrett's strong sense of pride, but lifting a weight six times his body weight for 5 minutes would be difficult even for this man with the rank of captain and the ability to do so.

Barrett Walker waved his hand, facing the crowd of students who looked at him like a freak, showing a solemn expression and saying, "If you choose to look down on others at a 45-degree angle, don't be surprised if others look down on you at a 135-degree angle!"

"So, I have decided to challenge myself. Regardless of whether I can lift 600 pounds, I am going to try!"

"Haha! I knew he would pull a fast one at a crucial moment! He was just trying it out!"

The group of people burst into laughter, realizing that it was all just self-promotion and thinking he could actually lift 600 pounds for 5 minutes!

"You better give up! 600 pounds isn't something you can move with just a little bit of strength."

Philip's inner conflict was set aside as he spoke, but his words became increasingly bitter. This feeling of superiority was quite liberating!

"Philip! Shut your trap!"

Baron knew why Barrett Walker fainted at the sight of blood, and he also knew how important his mother was to him. Baron almost instinctively shouted in anger and, with a forceful push, demonstrated the terrifying explosive power of an officer at 20 meters per second compared to an ordinary person. The distance seemed like nothing but a teleportation to the eyes of the people. There was a huge sonic boom, and the plastic floor suddenly had a massive dent, kicking up a cloud of dust, even damaging the layer of concrete underneath.

Baron effortlessly lifted Philip, weighing just over 120 pounds, as if he were a little chicken. No matter how hard Philip struggled, Baron's hand remained unmoving, clearly establishing superiority!

The school leaders all jumped up from the judging stand, looking like a group of frightened monkeys. When had they ever seen such a show of strength?

As a strength-type colonel, receiving a meager salary from the 21st Public High School, Wei Duoluo really wanted to stop this, but his instructor stopped him with a look. So, he flashed a big, toothy smile, typical of a black man, and said, "Sorry, Philip. I've really wanted to beat you up for a long time. Take care now!"

Never did he think that this lazy and always last-place student would turn out to be such a powerful figure. At least in the eyes of the students at this public high school, such a freak should not have appeared at a federal government-funded school for the poor. They should go to those private elite schools to receive a better education and explore the forbidden areas of knowledge.

"He's going to be strangled to death, and Baron is going to be sentenced. Mr. Robert, please stop it!"

At this moment, Jenny Antell's eyes were fixed only on Baron's disheveled golden hair and his mesmerizing sky-blue eyes. She felt like there was no room for anything else inside her, as it was all occupied by Baron's presence. She was sure he was a real-life prince charming. With his skills and looks, what kind of family background couldn't he achieve with his abilities? She would never let Baron get into trouble for the cowardly man who wouldn't even fight back against Barrett Walker.

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"Alas! You've seen it too. It's not that I don't want to stop it. He's my favorite and best class leader!"

Ritchie Robert felt like he was really unlucky today. Perhaps he shouldn't have been so harsh on these 'bad' students.

"Hmph! Even if he gets into trouble, my father, a lawyer, will help him win the case. He won't let his life have any blemishes!"

With a disdainful look at the fence-sitter Ritchie Robert, this useless guy who was always leering at her, she was glad he was no longer their class teacher.

Barrett Walker looked on as his classmates insulted him. Was it necessary to be so harsh over a simple joke between classmates?

Strangely, most of the insults were directed at him, but not a single person dared to speak out against Baron. How ridiculous!

"Sorry for amusing you with my foolishness."

Barrett Walker didn't show any signs of anger. Instead, he bowed to the classmates who were mocking him.

"Kitty! What's wrong with you? Are you trying to be a saint? If someone slaps you on the right cheek, why don't you offer your left cheek as well, so they can hit you some more!"

Baron looked at Barrett Walker's weak appearance and felt very unhappy. The plaintiff had dropped the case, so why bother getting involved? He left Philip lying on the ground.

Struggling to get up, Philip looked at Barrett Walker with a complex expression. But after losing face like that, he didn't dare provoke Baron again. It was time to accept defeat!

As for this weakling who ranked 34th in the class, he was going to make him pay.

"Good brother, I appreciate what you did for me. I don't want to preach, but I do know a saying: 'Don't mess with me, and I won't mess with you.'"

Barrett Walker appeared calm in the face of the bewildered gazes of the crowd, as he explained what was in his heart: "Firstly, no matter how you insult and mock me, you are not my enemies, and I won't go out of my way to make you my friends. Secondly, if my mother were still alive, she wouldn't want to see me harm unarmed classmates like you, so go ahead and mock me. However, Philip is an exception. After we graduate from high school, you'll be officially entering adulthood. I hope we can settle our differences at the coming-of-age ceremony, as that wouldn't be bullying you."

"Oh! He's just a coward, making excuses to postpone things."

"Indeed! Faint-hearted people are truly despicable cowards. But he's full of hot air. He stinks."

The group of senior students, whom Barrett Walker had described as ignorant, began to mock him in disdain. Even Jenny Antell, Barrett Walker's current girlfriend, felt regret. How could she have agreed to be with such an unreliable person? This man was full of nonsense and couldn't be relied upon.

At this point, it was clear that Barrett Walker's approach was the most correct. The ignorant and carefree life before college could be cherished as a beautiful memory. For reincarnators who had committed some wrongs among their classmates, resolving them with harsh methods might put you on top, but it would always damage the seed that could be preserved in your heart. When you grow old, you won't be able to grow the vibrant green leaves that once depended on it. So, when it comes to classmates' mockery, it should be treated with a forgiving heart. That's the true wealth of a reincarnator.

"Hehe! It's laughable to see them mocking him."

Ross Lockeflow's opinion of Barrett Walker had changed from disdain to appreciation. This young man was very mature!

"Instructor! I would like you to witness this. Is this a weight of 600 pounds?"

Barrett Walker pointed to the enormous barbell and asked.

"On one side, it's 300 pounds, plus the iron arm weighing 20 pounds. That's a total of 620 pounds. Is that the correct weight?"

Wei Duoluo replied with some confusion.

As they watched Barrett Walker suddenly go mad and ask about the weight, the crowd was puzzled. Wasn't he too afraid to take on the challenge?

In the midst of the astonished crowd, Barrett Walker grasped the iron arms of the barbell, his eyes closed and his breathing regulated. The jeering crowd fell silent, eager to see what foolishness Barrett Walker was about to commit.

Thump, thump!

Thump, thump!

After the entire venue fell quiet, the barely perceptible heartbeat gradually grew stronger, emanating from Barrett Walker. It became like the beating of a drum, and as his heart quickened, the onlookers felt their own blood speeding up in response, their hot blood boiling. The sound of his heartbeat was as powerful as a war drum, possessing a kind of magic.

"Ya!" Barrett Walker shouted, and in an instant, his slender and well-proportioned body expanded by a body length, his muscles twisted and contorted, tearing apart his cheap cotton T-shirt, as veins bulged like angry dragons coiling. He actually lifted the weight of 620 pounds.

The spectators on the field were left dumbfounded, their mouths gaping wide enough to fit an egg.

"Is Chinese martial arts really this miraculous?" Ross, on the other hand, saw some of the hidden secrets of the warrior clan in Barrett Walker's astounding feat. Is this the reason for the incredible strength of the warriors? Apart from physical strength, there is also an incredibly powerful heart. They are actually able to control the beating of their hearts, providing the entire body with a large amount of aerobic blood, rather than the common anaerobic outbursts that leave them unable to burst again after a single breath. Only in this way can they endure.

Barron Rockefeller seemed to understand a little. Barrett Walker's retaliation was premeditated, but his methods were obviously very clever, ensuring that he did not harm the blind hecklers. After revealing this skill, Philip would spend the rest of the month in trepidation, enduring a more severe punishment than a direct attack.

And his mock exam scores suddenly soared, leaving himself in last place, much to his dismay. He had made some unwise choices in his friendships!