Threats and Setting Things Straight

Threats and Setting Things Straight

Li Qian

Strength: 3.52

Agility: 2.26

Constitution: 3.06

Even before making his move,

Chen Sheng had already checked Li Qian's attributes.

Weak.

Truly weak.

That was his first reaction upon seeing them.

The Personal Disciple and Hidden Force Warrior who had once seemed impossible to match.

Now, she was nothing special.

Although Chen Sheng's Strength was lower than Li Qian's,

his Constitution was comparable to hers, while his Agility exceeded hers by more than a third.

Agility affected muscle burst speed, neural response, and sensory acuity.

Which meant that

Chen Sheng was faster than Li Qian.

Far, far faster.

The instant Li Qian attacked, Chen Sheng's mind became intensely focused.

In an instant, her originally swift movements became extraordinarily slow in his eyes.

Chen Sheng struck after her, yet arrived first!

His arm became a blur as it whipped toward Li Qian's cheek.

Even Guo Yang, the strongest person present,

was a step too late when he tried to stop it amid the sudden turn of events.

Slap!!

Li Qian's body was sent flying into the air, spinning as she hurtled backward.

Several teeth, mixed with blood, sprayed out alongside her in midair.

Bang! Li Qian's body slammed heavily onto the ground.

The training ground fell utterly silent.

Nearly everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

Except for one person.

Guo Yang.

The smile had completely vanished from his face.

His narrow eyes narrowed further.

"Junior Brother Chen, you went too far."

His voice was low, carrying a trace of icy menace.

As he spoke,

he stepped forward and stood before Chen Sheng.

Guo Yang was very tall, a full 1.9 meters.

His cold malice brushed against Chen Sheng's skin, raising goosebumps.

But Chen Sheng did not panic. He merely glanced at him calmly.

Guo Yang

Strength: 6.87

Agility: 4.52

Constitution: 6.72

Compared with Li Qian,

Guo Yang was clearly far stronger.

Aside from Agility, his other two attributes were more than twice Chen Sheng's.

Even so, Chen Sheng had still chosen to act. Naturally, he had his reasons.

It was just a pity,

with Guo Yang present, that slap was already the limit.

If he wanted to kick someone while they were down, Guo Yang would never allow it.

With that thought,

Chen Sheng slowly raised both hands and took a step back.

The corner of his lips curled slightly.

"I've vented enough."

"Now I accept her apology."

"Senior Brother Guo, you should take her away quickly, lest this cause more trouble."

However, Guo Yang did not seem inclined to let the matter rest.

After all,

Li Qian had been slapped right in front of him and was still lying motionless on the ground.

It would be difficult for him to explain this when he returned to Li Xingwu.

Yet just as Guo Yang raised his hand, seemingly about to do something,

a figure stepped between the two of them.

It was Chen Sheng's trainee, Liu Ming.

"What are you planning to do to our Martial Security Bureau instructor?"

Liu Ming stared fixedly at Guo Yang, his threat unmistakable.

He held a walkie-talkie in his right hand, his finger poised over the activation button, ready to call for backup at any moment.

If the instructors fought, it was merely an ordinary sparring match.

But if the man before them dared make a move, that would be causing trouble inside the Martial Security Bureau.

As soon as he finished speaking,

Guo Yang looked around.

The Martial Security Bureau recruits who had been watching from the sidelines all stepped closer, surrounding him in a circle.

Every one of them eyed him like a tiger watching its prey.

"Heh heh."

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Guo Yang changed his expression swiftly.

He withdrew his imposing aura and returned to the gentle demeanor he had displayed at the martial arts school.

"Since that's the case,"

"Junior Brother Chen, we're even now."

Guo Yang placed slight emphasis on the final three words.

After saying that,

he turned and walked toward Li Qian, who was lying on the ground.

Hoisting her over his shoulder, Guo Yang walked silently out of the training ground.

"Take care, Senior Brother Guo."

Chen Sheng smiled and waved him off, as though he had not noticed the hidden meaning in his words.

After the other man left,

the smile on his face slowly faded.

Chen Sheng looked at his palm.

The sensation of slapping Li Qian just now remained vivid in his mind.

"What you can do and what you cannot do depends entirely on yourself."

Shen Ziming's words from that day echoed in his ears once again.

With strength, one could avoid being humiliated.

When faced with people one disliked or could not stand, one no longer had to endure them.

Was that the meaning of strength?

Chen Sheng suddenly clenched his fist.

An excited smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

This feeling was really satisfying.

"Instructor? Instructor?"

Just as Chen Sheng was lost in thought,

one call after another pulled him back to reality.

He looked up.

The trainees around him were watching him with concerned expressions.

After two days of instruction, they had come to genuinely respect Chen Sheng.

That was why they had stepped forward to defend him.

"Are you all right, Instructor?"

Their concern warmed Chen Sheng's heart.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Those two just have a grudge against me. They wouldn't dare do anything."

Chen Sheng smiled and waved his hand.

After giving a brief explanation, he had the trainees disperse and continue practicing.

He stood where he was, watching their movements and occasionally offering guidance.

Lost in thought, he realized only after the trainees interrupted him how dangerous his previous thoughts had been.

No matter how wonderful the feeling brought by strength was,

he should not abuse it.

Without a bottom line, he would only become a beast driven by strength.

With that thought,

Chen Sheng took several deep breaths and quickly adjusted his mindset. ... Inside the Martial Security Bureau.

"Put me down."

Guo Yang had only just carried Li Qian out of the training ground and taken a few steps when a weak voice came from over his shoulder.

Without another word, he set Li Qian down.

"Junior Sister, don't worry."

"My master and I will seek justice for you."

Li Qian had already awakened.

It was just that the intense humiliation left her completely unable to face what had happened.

At that moment,

Li Qian stood still.

Tear stains remained on her face, and the right side of her face was badly swollen. Her once fairly pretty features now looked rather comical.

Her bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred so thick it was almost tangible.

"I want to kill him with my own hands."

Her voice was extremely hoarse, like an evil ghost crawling out of the depths of hell.

Blinded by humiliation and rage, Li Qian failed to realize just how astonishing Chen Sheng's rate of progress was.

Perhaps it was also because Chen Sheng had not used Hidden Force.

Li Qian only believed that Chen Sheng had caught her off guard because she had been careless for a moment.

"No problem."

Guo Yang patted Li Qian's shoulder in consolation.

But an almost imperceptible trace of irritation flashed through his eyes as he looked at her.

"You'll just have to endure a little longer. Once the Martial Arts Tournament is over, everything will be fine."

"When the time comes, Senior Brother will help you."

As he spoke,

the two gradually walked farther away.

As they walked, Guo Yang cast an almost imperceptible glance toward the training ground, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

There was definitely something wrong with Chen Sheng.

Whether it was his rate of progress or his martial arts talent, both were far too extraordinary.

Either someone behind him was constantly supplying spiritual medicine resources to help him rapidly improve his physical condition.

Or else... Guo Yang seemed to think of something, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

But he could not be certain, so he could only suppress his guess for now and wait for another opportunity to investigate.