As one of the two martial arts academies in Long Country, Donghai Martial Arts Academy had a packed schedule, offering both specialized and cultural courses.
The specialized courses were designed to enhance students' martial arts prowess, while the cultural courses aimed to cultivate their moral character; neither was dispensable.
This was because a genius with malicious intent was far more dangerous than a hundred mediocre individuals with the same disposition!
Furthermore, the purpose of establishing and maintaining Donghai Martial Arts Academy was to train martial artists for Long Country, individuals who would eventually fight on the battlefield.
If the trained individuals lacked martial ethics, failed to serve the country, or even became traitors, the endeavor would be more loss than gain.
In the afternoon, after finishing his martial arts theory class, Su Qiang did not go to the cafeteria for a meal. Instead, he returned to his dormitory to change clothes before heading out to meet Jiang Wuming and Qin Xiaozhi for dinner.
Upon Su Qiang's return to the dormitory, Wang Zhisheng, Song Chenglong, and Liu Hu were already present.
Seeing Su Qiang arrive, Song Chenglong and Liu Hu turned their gazes towards Wang Zhisheng. Wang Zhisheng wore a grim expression, his eyes glinting with coldness, showing undisguised hostility.
Su Qiang sensed Wang Zhisheng's animosity and noticed Song Chenglong and Liu Hu hovering around Wang Zhisheng like sycophants. However, he paid them no mind and walked directly towards his own bed.
"You scum, does it feel good to trick me?"
Seeing that Su Qiang was ignoring him, Wang Zhisheng, accompanied by Song Chenglong and Liu Hu, stepped forward and said coldly.
Su Qiang had initially intended to ignore Wang Zhisheng, but upon being provoked, he frowned and said, "Wang Zhisheng, you're a coward yourself, yet you accuse me of tricking you? Also, watch your mouth!"
"Scum, you're still acting? You clearly practiced the Vajra Fist earlier and then deliberately pretended you hadn't, all to trick me and defeat me in the match!"
Even at this point, Wang Zhisheng refused to believe Su Qiang was a martial arts prodigy and instead made such a conjecture.
"Wang Zhisheng, you previously claimed I got into Donghai Martial Arts Academy through backdoor connections, and you also said Brother Wuming entered Donghai Martial Arts Academy as a guest lecturer through backdoor connections, yet you didn't dare to verify it with anyone. Now, you're speculating that I practiced the Vajra Fist before. How dark is your heart?" Su Qiang retorted coldly.
"Scum, do you think you can challenge me by relying on that Jiang Wuming?" Wang Zhisheng’s eyes blazed as if Su Qiang had struck a nerve. He then continued menacingly, "Let me tell you, Jiang Zhan made countless enemies in his life. Since Jiang Wuming's identity has been exposed, he won't live long! Furthermore, I can also tell you that not long ago, to save his own pathetic life, he specifically went to the Ye family seeking their protection, only to be driven out by my aunt and cousin Ye Rui!"
Swish!
Hearing Wang Zhisheng’s words again, Su Qiang's expression changed. He was unaware of Jiang Wuming's visit to the Ye family and had not expected Wang Zhisheng to be related to Jiang Wuming's uncle.
"If Jiang Wuming is a stray dog roaming the streets, then you are a mongrel trailing behind him…" Seeing Su Qiang remain silent, Wang Zhisheng continued his insults.
This time, before Wang Zhisheng could finish, Su Qiang took a step forward and roared angrily, "Wang Zhisheng, you can insult me all you want, but don't you dare speak ill of Brother Wuming!"
"Oh, let me tell you something else. Jiang Wuming is engaged to Li Lianyi, the renowned 'Little Medical Immortal' of Long Country. However, once his background was exposed, Li Lianyi returned to Divine Doctor Valley, completely unwilling to see him. Tell me, how thick-skinned is he to cling to their engagement and refuse to break it?" Wang Zhisheng keenly perceived Su Qiang's deep concern for Jiang Wuming and thus shifted his strategy to attack Jiang Wuming.
"You, damn it, shut up!" As expected, Su Qiang clenched his fists, appearing furious.
"Tsk, tsk, you little mongrel is quite protective of your stray dog master!" Wang Zhisheng, feeling emboldened, wore a sarcastic smile. "What are you trying to do with those fists? Hit me? Come on, if you have the guts, try hitting me!"
"You..." Su Qiang was so enraged his scalp tingled. He raised his fist but ultimately did not throw it. He knew that Donghai Martial Arts Academy strictly prohibited fighting between students, with expulsion as the penalty. He also knew that if he were expelled for fighting, it would inevitably implicate Jiang Wuming. He could accept expulsion, but he did not want to drag Jiang Wuming down with him! A drop of kindness deserves a gushing spring in return. If not for Jiang Wuming, Su Qiang would still be that invisible person, unvalued and dispensable within the Su family! Jiang Wuming had bestowed upon Su Qiang a life-changing favor! Su Qiang had no way to repay it and no idea how to do so, but he had reminded himself more than once that he must never cause trouble for Brother Wuming in this life!
"Didn't you just call me a coward? Little mongrel, I think you're the damn coward, aren't you?" Seeing Su Qiang stop at the critical moment, Wang Zhisheng felt a twinge of surprise but didn't show it. Instead, he continued his taunting provocation and reached out to gently pat Su Qiang's cheek. Although Wang Zhisheng's action did not cause Su Qiang physical harm, it deeply insulted and trampled on Su Qiang's dignity!
"Wang Zhisheng, I’ll f—k your mother!" Su Qiang finally snapped. Unprecedented anger instantly consumed his last shred of rationality. He roared, swung his fist, activated his inner energy cultivation technique, and simultaneously unleashed the first stance of the Vajra Fist according to special memory.
"Su Qiang, how could you attack Wang Zhisheng?" At that moment, Song Chenglong, who had been prepared, let out a loud shout. Then, with a lightning-fast movement of his right hand, he intercepted Su Qiang's attack with his palm, shielding Wang Zhisheng. Su Qiang and Wang Zhisheng were very close, and he had struck in anger. It was too late to stop now.
Bang!
The next moment, a dull thud echoed. Su Qiang's right fist slammed heavily onto Song Chenglong's palm. Internal energy erupted, but both the quality and quantity of the internal energy were far inferior to Song Chenglong's. This was because Song Chenglong was a five-star martial artist!
Crack!
Immediately after, fist and palm separated. A terrifying recoil force instantly shattered Su Qiang's right fist bone, and crimson blood spurted out. Then, that terrifying recoil force traveled through Su Qiang's arm to his entire body, causing him to shake violently. He was sent flying backward. Da Feng Novel Network.
Bang!
With another dull thud, Su Qiang’s body slammed hard against the wall behind him. The concrete wall instantly cracked, resembling a dense spiderweb, testament to the force of the blow. Su Qiang collapsed to the ground, his entire body trembling uncontrollably as if electrified. His face was deathly pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The vast difference in strength between him and Song Chenglong meant that the exchange had not only broken his fist bone but also injured his meridians and internal organs. His bones felt as if they were breaking, causing excruciating pain.
"Su Qiang, after the match, you still refuse to let go and attacked me. I’ll fight you to the death!" Just as Su Qiang fell to the ground, Wang Zhisheng’s lips curved into a triumphant smirk. He then shouted exaggeratedly and charged directly at Su Qiang. Seeing Wang Zhisheng charging, Su Qiang, enduring the pain, stood up and instinctively tried to activate his internal energy to counter, but his meridians felt torn, making it impossible to circulate internal energy normally. At that moment, Wang Zhisheng was in front of Su Qiang and threw a punch at his chest.
Bang!
Crack—
Two sounds occurred almost simultaneously. Su Qiang was pinned to the wall by Wang Zhisheng’s punch. The ribs in his chest were broken, and he directly spat out a mouthful of bloody mist. Wang Zhisheng released Su Qiang, sidestepped, and avoided the blood Su Qiang spat out.
Thump!
Su Qiang fell directly to the ground, his body convulsing uncontrollably.
"You little mongrel from the bottom strata, a celestial dragon is not someone you can offend! Also, let me remind you, you were the one who violated the academy's rules first by attacking me. According to the rules, you are to be expelled. Well, I won't report this matter to the school, but from now on, whenever you see me, you must address me as 'Master,' do you understand?!" Wang Zhisheng stepped on Su Qiang's face, distorting his features. He leaned down, exuding an air of arrogance, unaware that he was courting his own destruction!