Oddity

"Zhou Zhe! I think you're fucking asking for it!" Yang Yi rushed over, roaring as he shoved his way into the crowd.

He had just finished eating and gone to the restroom when a classmate told him that Zhou Zhe had brought people to cause trouble for Chu Yuan.

He had hurriedly pulled up his pants and sprinted over.

Chu Yuan's martial arts talent was strong, but everyone had only started practicing the Essence Tempering Technique for a single day; how strong could he possibly be?

Although Zhou Zhe wasn't very bright, he was tall and sturdy with well-developed muscles—his physical condition was right there!

If something happened to Chu Yuan and it delayed his cultivation... that would be his entire future ruined!

Hearing the screams coming from the pile of people, his inner rage burned even hotter.

"Zhou Zhe..."

But after pushing his way inside, the scene before him left him dumbfounded.

The scene he had imagined didn't happen; instead, it was Zhou Zhe clutching his right leg and wailing on the ground. His lower leg was bent backward at a gruesome angle... it was clearly shattered.

Meanwhile, Chu Yuan was squatting on the ground, grabbing his hair and asking, "Who told you to come and cause trouble!?"

It was a textbook scene of vicious school bullying.

In truth, Chu Yuan hadn't expected that by subconsciously imbuing a wisp of spiritual energy into his leg, he would actually snap the guy's leg.

Still, broken was broken. Who told this guy to try and ambush him?

He felt a bit helpless inside. He had long known that people fear fame just as pigs fear getting fat. It was fine before, but after exposing his talent, some idiots were bound to come crawling out of the woodwork.

After all, he could only ensure that he wasn't an idiot himself; he couldn't control whether others were.

Perhaps some people would pick a fight simply because they thought, "Why should your talent be better than mine?"

However, Zhou Zhe's mind was currently flooded with the agonizing pain of his broken leg; he couldn't hear a word Chu Yuan was saying.

"Move, move aside!"

At this moment, Huang Bo and the Class 1 homeroom teacher arrived, shoving their way into the crowd.

Seeing the scene before them, they both froze.

Huang Bo asked, "Chu Yuan, what exactly happened?"

"He attacked me first, and since he couldn't beat me, it's as simple as that."

"..."

The Class 1 homeroom teacher said angrily, "Do you have any idea what you've done!?"

Chu Yuan glanced at him and said calmly, "He dared to ambush me; there's no reason I shouldn't be allowed to fight back, right?"

"But there was no need to be so ruthless!"

The logic held, but with Zhou Zhe's right leg ruined, it would certainly impact his cultivation.

This was a matter concerning his entire future!

All because of a small conflict between classmates...

"I just started practicing martial arts and wasn't familiar with my own strength. I couldn't pull back in time..."

Only then did Huang Bo recall the detail he had been ignoring.

Kicking someone's leg until it snapped was naturally an easy feat for martial artists at the Internal Breath Realm.

But Chu Yuan had only been practicing for two days; how could he possess such immense strength and such high physical intensity?

"You've entered the Blood-Qi Realm!?"

"Just lucky... thanks to the Blood Qi Pill the teacher gave me yesterday."

Huang Bo was incomparably shocked. In just the span of a night and this morning... Chu Yuan had completed progress that many couldn't finish in a month!?

Even with the resources provided by the principal... this was still too fast!

If not for the incident of breaking Zhou Zhe's leg, this would have been a monumental piece of good news.

But at this moment, Huang Bo felt a headache coming on, unsure of how to handle it.

Miao Jun, the Class 1 homeroom teacher, opened his mouth, also realizing what Chu Yuan meant for First High School.

Yet, Zhou Zhe was his student after all. Even if this student wasn't particularly likable, as his teacher, he had the responsibility and obligation to defend him.

"Regardless of anything else, you shouldn't have crippled Zhou Zhe's leg!"

Huang Bo tried to smooth things over, "I think this matter... we can't really blame Chu Yuan..."

"At the very least, he must apologize! And provide compensation!"

Chu Yuan cut in before Huang Bo could speak: "Impossible."

Just then, a commotion erupted outside the office door, accompanied by a woman's shrill scream:

"Teacher Miao! Teacher Miao, where is my son!?"

The office door was slammed open, and a middle-aged couple barged in!

Miao Jun recognized them as Zhou Zhe's parents, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

He hadn't even had the chance to notify the parents yet; how did Zhou Zhe's parents find out the news and arrive so quickly?

However, this was not the time to dwell on such things, so he quickly spoke up to soothe them:

"Zhou Zhe's parents, please don't be anxious. Zhou Zhe has already been sent to the infirmary; there's nothing too serious..."

"Nothing too serious!?" The woman raised her voice. "I heard from the students in your class that our Zhou Zhe's leg is broken! You call that nothing too serious!?"

She seemed to notice Chu Yuan only then, and cursed indignantly:

"So you're the one who beat our Zhou Zhe, right? Teacher Miao, what kind of school is this? Why does it only produce little beasts like this!"

As soon as these words were out, all three of them frowned.

Chu Yuan was even left speechless; didn't that remark just insult your own son as well?

Huang Bo couldn't help but interject: "It was Zhou Zhe who attacked Chu Yuan first! It's just that he wasn't a match for Chu Yuan, which is why he ended up like this! This parent, I understand your feelings, but please keep your language clean!"

"So what if he attacked first? Just because he attacked first, you can break his leg!? Our Zhou Zhe has just started cultivation; what's the harm in letting him hit you a couple of times? It wouldn't have killed you." The woman began her outrageous tirade, growing angrier as she spoke: "You little bastard! If our Zhou Zhe fails to get into a Martial Arts University, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Chu Yuan was so angry he laughed.

No wonder there is a saying that when you feel a child in a family is sick, that child is often the least sick of them all...

"Your Zhou Zhe wouldn't get into a Martial Arts University even if his leg wasn't broken. He's just as brain-dead as you are; how can a brain-dead person practice martial arts? You'd be better off saving the money spent on his training to get your brains checked."

"..." Huang Bo felt a headache coming on and pushed Chu Yuan toward the door: "Alright, alright, you say less as well. Go back and cultivate first."

"You little bastard! How dare you curse me!" The woman's eyes turned red instantly, and she reached out to slap Chu Yuan across the face!

Slap!

A loud, resounding smack echoed through the room, and the woman went crashing into the door with a clatter before landing hard on her backside...

Chu Yuan casually pulled a tissue from the desk to wipe the makeup and grease off his palm, feeling as though the world had suddenly become much quieter.

"You little brat! How dare you hit my wife!" The man, who hadn't said much until now, grew frantic and threw a punch toward Chu Yuan's head!

There even seemed to be a hint of a martial technique behind it...

But neither Huang Bo nor Miao Jun made a move, watching with cold eyes!

After another crisp sound of bone fracturing, the man also collapsed onto the floor, screaming in agony.