One Palm Suppression

The scene was deathly silent!

On the vast and wide square, tens of thousands of people seemed to be frozen in place by a spell, completely immobilized like clay or wooden sculptures.

Their expressions seemed to freeze instantly, a complex mix of astonishment, shock, disbelief, and other emotions.

On the judges' panel, the teachers who were usually serious and earnest were now sitting like statues, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

The school leaders on the viewing platform, especially Principal Wu Qixian, remained motionless, as if they had been stoned.

That palm strike was like a thunderclap, bringing a sense of oppression that was almost suffocating.

For the trainees at the training ground, this slap was undoubtedly a sign of despair.

It was as if a mysterious force had sealed off a space, and then the martial arts arena was precisely slammed into the ground.

Amazingly, apart from leaving a huge crater and the resulting smoke and dust, not a single piece of gravel or grain of sand leaked out, let alone flew out and injured the people around.

Such astonishing control, is this really something a human can do?

Just how profound and unfathomable is Hua Qiang's cultivation?

At this moment, Wang Baoyuan's obese body trembled uncontrollably, and his face turned bright red.

That overwhelming excitement, like a surging tide, instantly engulfed him, making him feel as if he had reached a human climax in that instant.

Ye Bingxue and her twenty or so guards were all staring blankly at what was happening in front of them.

The once magnificent training ground has vanished, replaced by a bottomless, enormous pit.

Those more than a thousand challengers vanished as if they had evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever, not even the slightest sound could be heard.

However, they knew in their hearts that those people were in the deep pit, but they didn't know whether they were dead or alive at that moment.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Wu Qixian, along with school officials and teachers from the field, rushed to the edge of the giant pit. When they looked at the people in the pit, their expressions changed drastically.

After sensing the situation, they all breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, these people were still alive.

As long as I'm not dead, a few injuries are nothing to worry about.

We are all martial arts practitioners. If someone claims that he has never been injured or has never had a scar in his life, he will definitely be looked down upon by others.

Starting as a weak Martial Artists, one must fight against Mutant Beasts; how could one possibly avoid getting injured?

The only explanation is that you've been hiding in the rear and have never been to the front lines. Who would respect someone like that?

Just like Hua Qiang's former homeroom teacher, Bald Qiang, he was afraid of dying and dared not go to the front line to fight against the Mutant Beasts. Instead, he hid behind the scenes and became a middle school teacher. After all these years, he is still just an ordinary teacher.

Once you've advanced to the level of Martial Artists, who would want to stay in the classroom as a teacher instead of fighting against Mutant Beasts head-on? What's the point of practicing martial arts then?

Of course, this excludes part-time workers and martial arts academies.

"Hua Qiang, thank you for showing mercy." Principal Wu Qixian, his face full of gratitude and relief.

"Otherwise, I, as the principal, would have to resign."

Hua's expression was a bit strange. "I hit your people, and you're thanking me?"

This reminded him of a skit by Zhao the Trickster on Earth, where Chef Fan was tricked but still had to thank the other person. Isn't this the same thing?

"Yes, Hua Qiang." Other school officials chimed in, each with a look of lingering fear on their faces.

"Luckily you knew what you were doing, otherwise we would all be held responsible."

"We were originally responsible for overseeing this challenge, and if it weren't for your proper control, we would have been in serious trouble."

Everyone chimed in with their own words, expressing their gratitude to Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang was somewhat embarrassed by these people's actions.

He had assaulted someone, yet those who might have been implicated were thanking him in return.

I'm grateful I didn't go easy on them, grateful I spared their lives?

What exactly is this?

He looked puzzled, completely baffled by their logic.

He thought his actions would draw criticism from everyone, but to his surprise, he was met with a chorus of gratitude.

This surprised him greatly, and he was also puzzled by the reactions of these people.

"Teachers, you really don't need to do this. If you want to scold them, go ahead. After all, I..."

"No, no, no!"

Before Hua Qiang could finish speaking, someone else chimed in.

"Young friend Hua Qiang, this is not your fault at all. It's all because of these bastards. They don't know their own limitations. They've been blinded by greed and dared to challenge you."

"You're just giving them a small punishment as a warning, so they can clearly understand their own position in the future and know that there are always people more capable than themselves."

"Young friend, your actions show your deep love and care for them, teaching them how to be good people and helping them understand right from wrong. You are their mentor in life, and we should thank you!"

"How could we blame you? Wouldn't that be too much for us?"

This sycophant uses "you" and "you" in polite language.

I have to flatter them, because those people have their own grandsons.

I am nothing but a grasshopper in front of him. For a junior like me to challenge him is simply courting death.

Emperor Realm big shots, how dare you disrespect them?

As long as this person shows even the slightest hostility towards him, there are plenty of people who will step forward for him and act as his henchmen.

When someone commits a crime, not only will you be implicated, but your entire Lineage will also be affected.

Moreover, if I flatter him and make him happy, and he gives me a little reward, then I'll have made a fortune.

Holy crap, Old Wang is so unethical! Is he trying to hog all the food?

The others cursed inwardly when they saw Wang Dafu groveling before Hua Qiang, but the next moment they all joined in.

All sorts of flattery, fawning, and servility—it's all unbearable to watch.

Wu Qixian his own grotesque and shameless face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

How embarrassing!

He shoved the crowd aside, pulled Hua Qiang aside, and his old face was full of chrysanthemums.

"Young friend Hua Qiang, first of all, congratulations on your advancement to the Emperor Realm. Reaching the Emperor Realm at such a young age is truly a great fortune for our Human Race!"

Hua Qiang got a little Jipi from the old man's flattery and quickly said, "Principal Wu, you flatter me. I'm so happy for you!"

He had already realized that Wu Qixian also broken through to the Emperor level, but it was still a short time and his foundation was somewhat unstable.

Wu Qixian reached the Martial Sovereign Realm, considering himself an unparalleled genius. But the other party was only 18 years old, not only having reached the Martial Emperor Realm, but also surpassing him, having at least reached the Mid-stage Martial Emperor.

Is this kid even human?

Unfortunately, he didn't know Hua Qiang's true level. If he had known that Hua Qiang was already Peak Martial Emperor, he would definitely have wanted to confront him.