People Should Keep Their Word

"Xiang Benli, you have been unilaterally dismissed by the Martial Hall for violating a teacher's ethics and corrupting the hall's atmosphere."

Cloud Water City's Wind Thunder Martial Hall master, Li Tianjian, sat calmly in his chair.

A black longsword hung at his waist. Under the lights, his smooth bald head was especially eye-catching, and he wore black-rimmed glasses.

He rose and clapped his hands, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.

Everyone present could hear him.

"Young Master Meng, is there anything you need?"

"Mm. Have that whoever apologize to my Brother Xu."

After saying that, Meng Tian casually hung up the phone.

He looked at Xiang Benli with great interest.

Then he looked at Xu Zhiming, who continued practicing the Wind Thunder Fist.

As expected of Brother Xu—he did not waste even a moment of time.

Xu Zhiming did not say anything.

Since Xiang Benli had wanted to suppress him, he should pay the price.

This price should be enough to leave a deep impression on Xiang Benli.

He had always spoken to him in the tone of someone above him.

Every word had been meant to put him down.

Xu Zhiming could only say that this had been handled well.

Xu Zhiming longed for martial strength, but powerful strength was not something to rely on when looking down on those weaker than oneself.

Nor was it for standing high above others.

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist once, triggering a 300x Critical Hit.

You diligently practiced refining a bottle of medicine. Your vitality and blood increased by 0.04, triggering a 100x Critical Hit. Your vitality and blood increased by 4.

Vitality and Blood: 23.18

Xu Zhiming was slightly stunned. He could clearly feel that his vitality and blood had increased greatly, and every aspect of his body had been strengthened considerably.

At the Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level, vitality and blood could only rise to twenty points.

After thinking about it briefly, he understood the key.

After receiving a 2000x Critical Hit, his Wind Thunder Fist was no longer at the Sixth Level.

The incomplete Seventh Level had allowed his vitality and blood to truly reach the Heavenly Pride standard.

Xu Zhiming felt that he seemingly had not yet reached the limits of the Wind Thunder Fist Seventh Level. After his body, soul, and thunder had been continuously tempered, the amount of vitality and blood he could bear had also increased.

A trace of joy rose in his heart. He wanted to test where his limits lay.

Xiang Benli and Li Tianjian met each other's eyes.

Li Tianjian's gaze was cold and merciless, as though he were looking at a stranger.

Just yesterday, Xiang Benli had been drinking with Li Tianjian. At the table, Li Tianjian had even praised him as a good instructor.

He had been planning to turn him into the Wind Thunder Martial Hall's gold-medal instructor.

"Hall Master Li, when did I ever corrupt a teacher's ethics or conduct?"

"Ask these students. I have taught them with all my heart and strength, without holding back even the slightest thing."

Li Tianjian shot Xiang Benli a glance.

He still dared to quibble?

If Meng Tian had not targeted Xiang Benli, he would not have fired him.

He had not bothered with the little things Xiang Benli had done in private before.

"You privately collected money from students and held classes on your own. You have already violated the terms of the contract you signed with the Martial Hall."

"Once you became an instructor here, you were required to give your all when it came to the Wind Thunder Fist."

"Not only are you being unilaterally dismissed, you must also return these students' tuition fees, as well as our wages."

A surge of anger rose in Xiang Benli's heart.

They were trying to grind him into the dirt.

"Li Tianjian, without me, how will your Wind Thunder Martial Hall compete with other martial halls for the Wind Thunder Fist market in the future?"

Xiang Benli threw out that threat, snorted coldly, and left.

"I will compensate you for the money."

Li Tianjian nodded. He was not afraid that Xiang Benli would refuse to pay.

Unless Xiang Benli wanted to end up in a cell.

"Oh, and one more thing. Apologize to this student."

"Your words showed disrespect toward a little hero who saved someone."

Xiang Benli's face turned green, then red.

He had never expected this.

He had merely said a few things about Xu Zhiming, yet he had lost his job and now had to apologize in public.

Seeing Li Tianjian's finger resting on the sword hilt, seemingly ready to act if he refused to apologize, Xiang Benli forcibly endured the humiliation in his heart.

From the information Li Tianjian had just revealed, Meng Tian had a deep background. He could not afford to offend him.

"Xu Zhiming, I'm sorry. I should not have put you down."

After saying that, Xiang Benli prepared to turn and leave.

He felt that he could no longer stay here.

Xu Zhiming finished another round of the Wind Thunder Fist.

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist once, triggering a 50x Critical Hit.

Xu Zhiming exhaled a breath of foul air and stood before Xiang Benli.

He was more than half a head taller than Xiang Benli. Looking down from above, he eyed the man sidelong.

"Based on my experience with the Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level, I'll tell you this: you are not suited to practicing the Wind Thunder Fist. Someone like you could practice it for a lifetime and still never reach the Wind Thunder Fist Fifth Level."

"You can only rely on the Wind Thunder Fist to make a living."

Xiang Benli's expression grew uglier and uglier.

If this had happened before, he could have refuted Xu Zhiming with his extensive teaching experience.

But someone who had taught a person to reach the Wind Thunder Fist Fifth Level naturally carried more weight.

"Holy crap, if Xu Zhiming were willing to give me a few pointers, I'd be willing to drive luxury cars and sleep with beautiful women for it!"

"I don't think Xu Zhiming is lying. Hasn't Xiang Benli been practicing the Wind Thunder Fist for over thirty years? He still hasn't broken through to the Wind Thunder Fist Fifth Level."

"If Xu Zhiming can teach someone to reach the Fifth Level, he is most likely at the Sixth Level. He definitely isn't merely at the Fifth Level and close to the Sixth, like Xiang Benli claimed."

Xiang Benli listened as the students who had once respectfully begged him for guidance discussed him.

The gap between then and now was immense, and the humiliation was unbearable.

He was nearly fifty years old, yet he had never suffered something like this.

If he had a background like Meng Tian's, how would Meng Tian dare treat him this way?

And there was Xu Zhiming, too.

He only had a little over ten points of vitality and blood, yet he dared lecture him.

Xiang Benli left with his tail tucked between his legs like a dog.

Meng Tian's gaze fell on another student.

"Hey, you. It's your turn."

"I... I..."

"Xu Zhiming, I'm sorry, please..."

Xu Zhiming waved his hand.

"People should do what they say and keep their word."

The boy stood there dumbly, speechless.

Li Tianjian had been staring at him the whole time, placing immense pressure on him.

"Woof woof woof..."

After barking, the boy fled as though escaping for his life.

He would go back and tell Brother Zhenghua that someone had bullied the Qiu Family's people.

"Brother Xu, go continue practicing the Wind Thunder Fist. Hall Master Li and I need to discuss something."

Xu Zhiming nodded at those words.

It was not dark yet, so he could continue increasing his vitality and blood.

He wanted to see where the limits of the Wind Thunder Fist Seventh Level lay.

Returning to Meng Tian's Training Room, Xu Zhiming calmed himself and practiced the Wind Thunder Fist and Coiling Dragon Surging Waves.

The first level of Coiling Dragon Surging Waves was extremely difficult to practice. Two days had passed, and he still had not reached the First Level.

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist once, triggering a 60x Critical Hit.

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist once, triggering a 100x Critical Hit.

You diligently practiced Coiling Dragon Surging Waves once, triggering a 10x Critical Hit.

At the Wind Thunder Martial Hall, inside the hall master's office.

Meng Tian sat in his chair and exchanged a glance with Li Tianjian.

"Young Master Meng, are you confident that you can break the bloodline shackles within your body and awaken your bloodline?"

At the mention of the words "bloodline," Li Tianjian felt exceptionally envious.

This was something only descendants of True King-level beings possessed.

If the Wind Thunder Fist was practiced to the Sixth Level, it could slowly temper the vitality and blood within one's body and gradually cause it to mutate.

But compared to the bloodline within Meng Tian's body, it was far, far inferior.

"Of course."

"What is the highest level Rolling Heavenly Thunder can be sold at? Can B-class be bought?"

Li Tianjian's heart tightened.

Since he could become hall master, he was naturally no mediocre person. He knew this was being bought for Xu Zhiming.

With Meng Tian's family background, he would not lack a Martial Dao Visualization Chart of the same level as Rolling Heavenly Thunder.

"C-class. If you want something higher, you must join the Wind Thunder Martial Hall to obtain it."

Meng Tian lightly stroked the scar on his face.

His face had originally been considered handsome, but the scar was too horrifying. It looked as though a cloth doll had been brutally stitched back together with needle and thread, making him appear especially fierce.

Meng Tian remembered that when he first went to Yunshui Second High School for class, he had frightened quite a few girls.

From then on, he wore a mask whenever he went to school.

"Young Master Meng, is a C-Class Martial Dao Visualization Chart really worth giving to Xu Zhiming just like that?"