Peng Sixiong looked toward the speaker. It was not Xie Hong, but Zhao Deyun, the principal of Yunshui Second High School.
Straight brows, a crew cut, bronze skin—a middle-aged man.
He was somewhat puzzled as to why Zhao Deyun had come here.
"Xu Zhiming seems to have been feeling unwell lately. He hasn't come to school these past few days."
Zhao Deyun's straight brows furrowed, but he said no more.
After watching the video, he greatly suspected that Xu Zhiming had truly mastered the Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level.
An ordinary student had trained the Wind Thunder Fist to the Sixth Level.
Once it was confirmed, he would find a way to poach Xu Zhiming no matter what.
Without changing expression, Xie Hong said with a smile,
"Principal Peng, could you call Xu Zhiming's homeroom teacher over? I'd like to ask what kind of student Xu Zhiming usually is."
"If he is ordinarily very diligent, and he also acted bravely in the face of danger, we can set him up as a model."
The faint smile on Peng Sixiong's face did not change, but panic had already begun to rise within him.
"Fine. Dean, go contact Zhang Wei from the senior year."
The Dean glanced outside. Zhang Wei was right there.
Yet the principal still said it like that.
He instantly understood—he was being told to warn Zhang Wei not to speak recklessly.
Hearing the conversation inside, Zhang Wei felt the vitality throughout his body begin to boil.
At last, it was his turn.
Zhang Wei gave Zeng Hao a look and patted him on the shoulder.
Before the Dean could come find him, Zhang Wei knocked on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
"I'm Zhang Wei, Xu Zhiming's homeroom teacher."
Peng Sixiong's crossed eyes shifted, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.
He did not believe Zhang Wei would dare say anything.
Unless he no longer wanted to keep working at First High School.
The Dean had only just reached the door when Zhang Wei pushed it open and entered before he could.
Zhang Wei was not very old. He was only twenty-four now, an exceptionally young teacher.
His face was somewhat refined, with traces of youthful innocence still visible.
"Principal, yesterday I saw you have someone issue a notice..."
The First High School teachers present were stunned, all staring at Zhang Wei in shock.
No way, was he really this bold?
"Zhang Wei, what are you talking about?"
Zhang Wei glanced at the Dean. He and Peng Sixiong were birds of a feather.
"I know exactly what I'm saying. I deliberately found this chance to say it today. Yesterday, the principal had someone issue a notice saying Xu Zhiming had used his strength to bully others and oppressed his classmates."
"They said that after an investigation, so many students on the first floor had seen the two fight fairly. Why did no one ask them?"
Zhang Wei glared angrily at Peng Sixiong.
He was going all out.
For Xu Zhiming, and for himself.
He had become a teacher because he wanted to discover good students for Great Xia.
After Xu Zhiming had finally appeared, Peng Sixiong wanted to ruin him.
"I want to ask the Martial Arts Ministry of Education in Cloud Water City: without conducting an investigation, does a principal have the authority to directly pin crimes on someone based on personal preference?"
"A major demerit punishment—this is cutting off Xu Zhiming's future!"
Peng Sixiong only felt ice-cold from head to toe.
Xie Hong and the others said nothing, merely looking at him with questioning expressions.
Combined with what Xu Zhiming had said during the incident yesterday, Peng Sixiong vaguely felt a great calamity was about to descend upon him.
Could the saying that a twitching right eye foretold disaster really be true?
"Zhang Wei, I know you care about your students. I have already realized that I may have been deceived, so I urgently revoked the notice."
"We will investigate this matter further."
Zhang Wei cast Peng Sixiong a cold glance and took a notice from his pocket.
"Minister Xie, this is the notice issued yesterday."
"Xu Zhiming is my student. I know very well what kind of person he is."
"Tell me, what would a martial arts-obsessed student who persisted for over a thousand days, training the Wind Thunder Fist for more than ten hours every day, think?"
"He did not receive the reward he deserved—it was snatched away by someone else. He finally had an epiphany, his strength improved, and he gained the ability to take revenge."
"Yet he was slandered and accused of using his strength to bully others. Wouldn't that chill his heart?"
Xie Hong nodded.
His gaze fell upon Peng Sixiong.
Of course he knew Xu Zhiming's heart had gone cold.
If it had not, why would Xu Zhiming have saved someone yesterday, then found an opportunity to expose the matter?
He greatly admired Xu Zhiming. He had strength, and he had brains.
This Zhang Wei was not bad either. He was a real teacher.
Zhao Deyun looked at Zhang Wei.
Second High School sorely lacked teachers willing to bear immense pressure to fight for their students' rights.
His vitality was slightly low; he was not a Level Ten Martial Artist.
But that did not matter. As long as Zhang Wei could put in a good word for him before Xu Zhiming, being a little weaker was no issue.
Peng Sixiong could not help releasing his aura, trying to suppress Zhang Wei.
If he did not make his position known now, it would all be over.
Suddenly,
he felt a hand press down on his shoulder, his aura forced back into his body.
He looked up at Xie Hong, his eyes full of questions.
"Principal Peng, don't be afraid. If this teacher dares slander you, I will clear your name."
Peng Sixiong's crossed eyes darted about wildly.
"Minister Xie, this is a misunderstanding. Listen to my explanation."
Watching Peng Sixiong's panicked reaction, Zhang Wei felt a wave of satisfaction.
Suddenly, he felt the vitality within his body boil.
He had broken through!
A Level Ten Martial Artist?
Joy filled Zhang Wei's heart.
The others also sensed Zhang Wei's rising vitality, leaving them rather astonished.
Zhang Wei ignored how the others viewed him and directly called Xu Zhiming.
"Hello, Xu Zhiming..."
Peng Sixiong became furious.
"Zhang Wei, didn't you say you couldn't reach him this morning..."
Suddenly realizing he had misspoken, he hurriedly shut his mouth.
He glanced at Xie Hong and found him watching calmly.
Unable to stop his heart from quailing, he lowered his head.
"Principal Peng, why are you questioning Zhang Wei?"
Wind Thunder Martial Hall.
Xu Zhiming stood beside the weapon rack, his gaze resting on a long spear.
He had just refined a vial of Monster Beast Essence Blood potion, triggering a 10x Critical Hit and increasing his vitality by 0.5.
Seeing Zhang Wei's call, he stopped.
He turned on speakerphone.
When Meng Tian saw Xu Zhiming stop, he could finally rest for a while.
Today's electricity was especially fierce.
Luckily, he had cut his hair. Otherwise, it would have turned into a curly mess.
Seeing Xu Zhiming answer the call, he relaxed.
Crackle.
Lightning struck Meng Tian's body, making him bare his teeth in pain.
"Don't slack off."
Meng Tian focused and hurriedly nodded.
Xu Zhiming quietly watched the scene on his phone.
"Minister Xie, listen to my explanation. I only wanted to properly ask about Xu Zhiming's situation..."
"You say it was a misunderstanding, so why is Teacher Zhang unwilling to give you that chance? Did you do something else that made Teacher Zhang distrust you as principal?"
"Minister Xie, I'm Zeng Hao from Class 10, Grade 3 of First High School. Yesterday, we went to the Martial Arts Ministry of Education to report Principal Peng, but we were stopped..."
"This is a joint report signed by more than ten of us students..."
"Minister Xie, the matter of withholding state-subsidized resources meant for students is absolutely false."
"Principal Peng, in my capacity as the Minister of the Martial Arts Ministry of Education of Cloud Water City, I formally request that you cooperate with the investigation."
"To determine whether you slandered a hero who acted bravely in the face of danger and withheld student rewards."
Xu Zhiming smiled faintly.
He was very satisfied with this outcome.
But it was not enough.
"Brother Wei, turn on the screen recording. I'm about to show off."
Zhang Wei froze, then hurriedly started recording his screen.
Right afterward, he saw Xu Zhiming hand his phone to someone.
"Meng Tian, hold my phone for me after I finish this set of punches."
Zhang Wei did not know who Meng Tian was.
He stared intently at the phone.
Because Xu Zhiming had walked over to the Vitality Testing Device.
Your vitality: 18.78. An increase of 0.63 from yesterday.
Zhang Wei's mouth fell open as he said in shock,
"Holy shit..."
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