Immortal Martial: Pushing Through Two Worlds From Reality Section 21

They also wanted to know whether this student was all talk and no substance, or truly had depth and vision.

"Teacher Yan, the sign of Qi and Blood Sensing is bulging temples, while the sign of Qi and Blood Transportation is a surging flow of qi and blood—able to go out in just a single layer even in the bitter cold of winter."

Jiang Shu explained. Facing Teacher Yan, who had treated him sincerely, he didn't mind spending a little more time to prove himself. He took off his school uniform, revealing that he was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath:

"There's another simple way to verify: I can lift objects weighing six hundred jin. If the school leaders don't believe me, they can prepare in advance."

Putting his uniform back on, Jiang Shu finally brought up the matter of Wang Han: "The specifics should all be captured on the class surveillance footage."

"In this incident, Wang Han first took my desk, then insulted my dedication to martial arts. The process even affected others, disrupting Xu Shuhui's subsequent studies."

"Since Wang Han wants the school leaders to decide, Teacher Yan might as well go ask them. If the school leaders all think I, Jiang Shu, did something wrong, I'll accept the school's punishment. But as for an apology... Wang Han—does he deserve it?"

With that, Jiang Shu put his uniform back on. Seeing Yan Dehou still in shock, he said softly, "Teacher Yan, if there's nothing else, I'll head back to class first."

The office door opened again.

The cold wind from the corridor hit Yan Dehou.

It cut through his collar and pierced straight into his chest.

In an instant, Yan Dehou snapped awake.

He watched Jiang Shu's retreating figure, his gaze unfamiliar, as if seeing him for the first time.

"Old Yan, congratulations, congratulations—you've got another top-tier university student this year."

"Ah, I don't know if my class this year will step up. If I could get three into top-tier schools, that'd be great."

"Three top-tier students are useless. Now that the Xia Kingdom is so heavily supporting martial arts, having a student who passes the Qi and Blood Transportation test and gets exempted into a top-tier school carries more weight than three students getting in through the college entrance exam. And with three months still to go before the exam, who knows—he might go even further..."

"Tsk... I don't even dare to think about it! Enough, Old Yan's going to have to treat us to a proper meal after today—share some of that good fortune."

Seeing Jiang Shu leave, several teachers in the office stood up and walked over to Yan Dehou. Their earlier looks of curiosity had turned into flattery and envy.

Even though Jiang Shu wasn't their student.

As long as he came from Ji City Fifth High School.

The school's reputation would grow, and the better the school became.

The better their treatment as teachers would be!

"I'll check the surveillance first, then see if I need to report to the principal."

A student with Qi and Blood Transportation.

What that meant.

Yan Dehou knew all too well, especially since someone from Shengjing had come specifically today to emphasize the treatment of martial artists.

He took several deep breaths, calming his racing heart. Steadying himself, he opened the surveillance footage, put on his headphones, and scrolled through the timeline, starting from when the students entered the classroom.

Wang Han's arrogance.

Jiang Shu's calm.

Xu Shuhui's anger, on the verge of tears.

All of it played out before his eyes.

After a moment, Yan Dehou clicked pause, as if making a decision. He sent the clip he'd just recorded to the principal. Then he left the office and strode quickly toward the principal's office.

Third year, Class Eight.

Jiang Shu pushed the door open.

The class, which had been a bit noisy, gradually fell silent.

Everyone immediately turned their gaze to Wang Han.

"Oh. Jiang Shu's back. Did Old Yan send you to apologize to me, trying to smooth things over? Tsk, if you apologize sincerely, I might just forgive you a little."

Wang Han's face was smug. He thought he'd performed brilliantly in the office.

So what if Jiang Shu was a martial artist at the Qi and Blood Sensing level?

He'd done something wrong.

He still had to answer to the school leaders!

Now he'd figured it out.

No matter how strong Jiang Shu was, how much he could lift tables.

He still didn't dare hit him.

Why should he be afraid?

"If you're still not awake, make sure to catch up on sleep during class." Jiang Shu shot Wang Han a sidelong glance and sat back down. He heard Xu Shuhui's low voice from the desk in front: "Jiang Shu, are you... at Qi and Blood Sensing..."

"Yeah."

Since he'd chosen to reveal his strength in front of Teacher Yan, Jiang Shu hadn't planned on hiding it from his classmates.

Mystic Star wasn't like the Great Jing Dynasty. In the age of big data, as long as you didn't deliberately hide indoors, everything you did was recorded.

The buns he'd bought that morning, the stance training in the park on ordinary days.

In other words, as long as the Xia Kingdom wanted to investigate Jiang Shu, it wouldn't even take a day to deduce his approximate martial realm from his daily actions.

So there was no need for any concealment.

The Xia Kingdom would never kill the donkey once the millstone was done just because one or two geniuses appeared.

Besides, right now, he was merely at Qi and Blood Transportation.

That level of cultivation probably wouldn't even catch the eyes of the higher-ups.

"Since you've already reached Qi and Blood Sensing, the school definitely won't give you a severe punishment. At most, they'll make you apologize to Wang Han and shake hands. Compared to a punishment, that's a small matter."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Xu Shuhui's hanging heart settled, and the corners of her mouth pursed into a pretty line.

The school uniform she wore carried an air of scholarly grace.

She adjusted her glasses, regaining her vitality.

On her lovely, egg-shaped face, her eyes shimmered as if trying to take a good look at Jiang Shu.

Before, she'd only thought Jiang Shu was handsome and had principles.

But today, it seemed he'd grown a bit taller, and his build was sturdier too.

Steady mind, full spirit.

Was this the change that came from practicing martial arts?

"This is definitely a crush! Damn it, what a pair!"

Watching this scene, Wang Han gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to speak out.

But then he remembered the arm strength Jiang Shu had shown lifting the desk, and that cold gaze looking down on him before, and he swallowed his words.

Why, why was time moving so slowly.

Why wasn't Old Yan coming in yet.

Didn't he usually work fast? Why was reporting to the school leaders taking so long.

Why weren't the school leaders here yet!

Wang Han was miserable, conflicted, sitting on pins and needles.

Finally, the classroom door creaked open.

Yan Dehou walked in first, followed by Zhang Taining, the current principal of Ji City Fifth High School.

Wang Han was stunned at first, then a huge surge of joy lit up his narrow eyes.

So what if Jiang Shu had reached Qi and Blood Sensing!

After the college entrance exam, he'd just be an ordinary undergraduate.

Would the school principal come to the classroom for an ordinary undergraduate?

Coming in person meant only one thing—his words had worked!

The school leaders also thought this incident would affect the school's reputation!

Even the principal had come to personally punish Jiang Shu!

Jiang Shu was finished!

The outcome was set!

Once Jiang Shu was punished, he would spread all kinds of evidence in the class that Xu Shuhui liked Jiang Shu, saying the study committee member liked thugs, putting on a front in public... scheming behind the scenes...

Loves studying? That was all an act. If she really loved studying, how did she only get into Fifth High School in the middle school exam?

That pair of dogs—neither would get away.

Unable to resist, he wanted to cross his legs.

Wang Han sneered, unscrewed the lid of his thermos, and downed a mouthful of perfectly warm water.

Now, he just wanted to see.