There were no surveillance cameras in the martial arts classroom. Even if there were, Huang Zhong had the right to delete them in advance.
If Yang Fan refused to give in, Huang Zhong had too many ways to force Yang Fan to submit.
He could also directly report this matter to the school, and then use his testimony as the class teacher to push all the blame onto Yang Fan. A crime of intentional injury, or even attempted murder, would definitely not escape.
In that case, the punishment Yang Fan would face would definitely not be as simple as an apology and compensation.
Expulsion, imprisonment, or even imprisonment, all of this would be decided by Huang Zhong as the class teacher.
Therefore, in this matter, Yang Fan was at a disadvantage. Other than yielding, there was almost no other choice.
The reason why Huang Zhong didn't take things too far and forced Yang Fan to a dead end from the start, and even took the opportunity to kick Yang Fan out of Class 29, was because he didn't want this matter to be known by everyone and to be a disgrace to himself.
After all, this was his martial arts class. Song Zian suffered such a serious internal injury, but he didn't stop him in time. As the teacher, Huang Zhong couldn't escape the responsibility. If things went wrong, he would become the laughing stock of the entire South China Martial Arts School.
Moreover, he didn't want to leave a bad impression in the hearts of his students that he was ruthless and didn't care about the relationship between a teacher and a student. It wasn't worth it for a martial arts trash like Yang Fan.
Therefore, he could only force Yang Fan to take all the responsibility now, pacify Song Zian, and completely resolve the matter within Class 29. Only then would everyone be happy.
As for Yang Fan's opinion, was it important?
A trash with no outstanding background and no impressive potential, what right did he have to have an opinion?
A weakling should have the awareness of a weakling!
"Hua Yue, Yan Han, Zhao Zhu." Facing Huang Zhong's threat, Yang Fan suddenly turned his head to look at Hua Yue, Yan Han, and the class monitor, Zhao Zhu. "In Class 29, the three of you have the highest cultivation. You should have felt my aura when I broke through to the fourth level of Martial Disciple."
"Now, I need all of you to stand out and speak up for me. Is the responsibility for this matter mine or Song Zian's?"
"For the sake of being schoolmates for three years, I hope that you can speak the truth and not be influenced by the personal will of some people."
Huang Zhong's brows furrowed. This little fellow had quite a lot of tricks up his sleeve. He knew that Hua Yue, Yan Han, and Zhao Zhu had extraordinary backgrounds and might not necessarily give him face as the head teacher. So, was he trying to use a roundabout way to save the country?
"Alright!" Huang Zhong said calmly, "Then let Hua Yue, Yan Han, and the others say something fair. Otherwise, people will say that I'm an unreasonable form teacher and that I'm slandering my classmates."
"Hua Yue, Yan Han, Zhao Chu." Huang Zhong's gaze swept across the three of them one by one. "Now, all of you, tell me. Was Teacher's decision just now reasonable?"
"Teacher Huang can't be wrong." Hua Yue was the first to speak without any hesitation. She looked at Yang Fan indifferently. "Yang Fan, Teacher Huang did this for your own good. You seriously injured someone, so there's nothing wrong with apologizing. As for compensation, if you're really in trouble, I can pay for all the medical expenses for you. "
"We've been schoolmates for three years, and we have feelings for each other. I can't just watch you ruin your future for some medical expenses."
Yang Fan's heart was a little cold. This woman was the one he had a crush on for three years.
Ansheng was right. None of these women who came from aristocratic families were white lotus. He originally thought that Hua Yue was an exception, but now it seemed that she was also a black-hearted person.
Yang Fan even began to suspect that Song Zian's sneak attack from behind was ordered by this beautiful and disgusting woman in front of him.
Thinking of everything he experienced in the game, Yang Fan was hit by a stick in the wilderness survival trial, and Hua Yue smeared elixirs to attract monsters. It might really happen in the real world.
"Thank you for your kindness." Yang Fan tried his best to control his emotions and didn't explode immediately. He looked up at Hua Yue indifferently. "But Hua Yue doesn't seem to have answered my question. What I asked was, did Hua Yue see Song Zian suddenly attack me when I was breaking through? Was the whole thing my fault? "
Hua Yue was startled. It had already come to this, and this trash still hadn't given up?
Seeing Yang Fan's indifferent and determined gaze and the fearless expression on his face, Hua Yue couldn't help but have a trace of suspicion in her heart. Was this Yang Fan helping to calm her down, or did he still have something to rely on?
"I'm sorry, Yang Fan." Hua Yue slowly shook her head. "I don't know when you broke through again. I only saw you heavily injuring the defenseless Song Zian with one punch. You have to bear the main responsibility for this matter!"
Alright, Yang Fan helplessly shrugged. He had completely given up on this Hua Yue.
"Yan Han, what's your answer?" Yang Fan looked at Yan Han, who didn't like to talk much.
Yan Han indifferently looked up at Yang Fan and continued to cultivate with his eyes closed. He silently ignored Yang Fan and was full of arrogance.
Alright, another one was lost.
"Zhao Zhu, class monitor Zhao, what about you?" Yang Fan started to ask Zhao Zhu again.
Zhao Zhu hesitated for a moment and sighed. "Yang Fan, why do you have to do this? Is it really that important who's right and who's wrong? You've always been a smart person. Don't you understand the current situation? Take a step back and everything will be fine. After all, you've injured someone … "
This was very Zhao Zhu. What a mess.
However, Yang Fan also understood his words. To the weak, dignity and whatnot were worthless.
Unfortunately, he, Yang Fan, was now that fart. If he didn't give in, he might not even be worth a fart.
Yang Fan smiled sadly and turned to look at An Sheng dispiritedly. "I knew that I wasn't popular in Class 29, but I didn't expect my popularity to be so bad."
An Sheng's body shook and he directly shattered Huang Zhong's aura lock. He raised his hand and patted Yang Fan's shoulder. "I'm very gratified that you have such self-awareness. How is it? Now you know how good I am to you? "
Yang Fan nodded lightly. A strong wind knows the strong grass, and a friend in need is a friend indeed. He didn't expect that An Sheng, this unreliable little fatty, would stand by his side from start to finish.
Although they had a good relationship in the past, Yang Fan had always thought that this guy deliberately got close to him so that it would be convenient for him to freeload at the Yang family's restaurant. This kind of person was at most a fair-weather friend.
He didn't expect that this fair-weather friend would be so strong today.
"How about this? Don't say that I didn't take care of you as a brother." An Sheng raised his head and waved his hand. He said proudly, "After school today, bring me to your restaurant for a good meal. I'll help you settle this matter!"
"No need." Yang Fan slowly shook his head. "You can eat at any time, but today's matter, I can settle it myself."
An Sheng was stunned. He looked seriously at Yang Fan, then nodded lightly and didn't say anything else.
His deskmate was a little arrogant.
He had just awakened his mental strength, and it seemed that he didn't put a grade six martial master like Huang Zhong in his eyes.
This was also good. Someone had to pour cold water on him and let him know that awakening his mental strength wasn't that amazing.
At most, when he suffered a loss, this marshal would stand up to turn the tide and pull him out of this unequal confrontation.
Huang Zhong raised his eyebrows and looked at An Sheng with some surprise. Just now, this little fatty had actually taken advantage of his unpreparedness to break free from his restraints. It seemed a little abnormal.
Could it be that this kid was also hiding his strength?
However, now wasn't the time to think about this. The most important thing now was the attitude of this good-for-nothing Yang Fan.
He raised his head and looked at Yang Fan again. "Yang Fan, what else do you have to say now? Right or wrong, we already have a conclusion. Hurry up and apologize to classmate Song Zian! "
At this time, Song Zian had just woken up. He was lying on the ground and looking up at Yang Fan with a complacent expression.
"Record a video."
Yang Fan whispered to An Sheng, who was standing beside him. Then, he walked forward at a steady pace until he was one meter away from Huang Zhong.
Just when Huang Zhong thought that Yang Fan had compromised and was about to apologize to Song Zian, he suddenly saw Yang Fan lightly raise his right hand. His five fingers were slightly apart and trembling, instantly attracting his attention.
"Teacher Huang, you are my class teacher. I have always respected and worshipped you. Your words are like an imperial edict to me. They are majestic and holy. I can't and dare not go against them in the slightest …"
Pfft!
Behind Yang Fan, An Sheng, who was secretly recording with his portable AI, suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.
Yang Fan, this guy, was still as cold as ever. If it weren't for the fact that he often heard Yang Fan curse Yang Fan that his son didn't have a d * ck and was hit by a car when he went out, he might have really believed Yang Fan.
"Teacher Huang, you asked me to apologize to classmate Song Zian. I dare not disobey. But before I apologize, I still want to hear you say something fair. What happened just now, did this student really do something wrong? "
In the camera, Yang Fan only showed his back and the back of his head, but his respect for Huang Zhong and all the grievances he felt after being treated unfairly were perfectly expressed through his voice.
Then, An Sheng's camera moved to Huang Zhong.
The smile on Huang Zhong's face gradually disappeared. The guilt and self-blame in his eyes quietly climbed up. When Yang Fan's voice fell, he directly raised his hand and slapped himself without hesitation.
"Pa!!"
The sound was clear and loud. Every student in the martial arts practice room could clearly hear it.
The surrounding students all stared at Huang Zhong in a daze. What happened to Huang Zhong? Was he possessed?
That slap just now was really satisfying!
"Of course you're not wrong! Just now, it was clearly Song Zian who was jealous and wanted to take advantage of the critical moment of your cultivation breakthrough to attack and interfere. His methods were extremely despicable and despicable! You didn't kill him with a punch just now, it's really letting him off easy! "
Song Zian was also dumbfounded. This script was wrong!
He was clearly the victim. How did he suddenly become the culprit?
Huang Zhong, is your brain filled with sh * t? Hurry up and wake up!
Song Zian roared in his heart. However, he was seriously injured and even speaking now was difficult for him. He could only stand there and watch Huang Zhong stand there and blindly speak the truth.
"Pa!!"
While speaking, Huang Zhong raised his hand and slapped himself again.
"I'm not human! I don't deserve to be your homeroom teacher, and I don't deserve to be respected and worshipped by you! "
"Just now, because I felt that Song Zian's potential was much greater than yours, I was biased and inverted black and white. I forced you to apologize and compensate such a thing that's worse than an animal. I really can't differentiate between right and wrong!"
"I'm not human. I'm a teacher in vain!!"
As he spoke, Huang Zhong, a grown man, actually cried bitterly in front of the thirty or so students in the class and slapped himself with all his might.
At his feet, Song Zi 'an, who had heard the words "worse than an animal," suddenly became furious and spat out a mouthful of black blood. His neck straightened, his head tilted to one side, and he really did faint.
"Awesome, my brother!"
An Sheng's blood boiled as he watched from the back. He couldn't help but give Yang Fan a thumbs up. He didn't expect Yang Fan to be so awesome. A hypnosis technique was enough to settle everything.
This Huang Zhong was a combat type sixth level Martial Master. Even if there weren't a thousand Demonic Beasts that had died in his hands, there were still at least eight hundred. His willpower had long since been tempered to the point that it was far superior to that of an ordinary person. Normal hypnotism techniques would hardly be effective on such a martial artist.
However, for Yang Fan, it was as if nothing was a problem. In just an instant, Yang Fan had successfully brought this guy into the rhythm of the game.
Seeing the dumbfounded expressions of Hua Yue, Yan Han, Zhao Zhu, and the others, An Sheng's mood was so good that he wanted to fly.
Who told you to look down on me and hit me when I'm down? Now, you're all f * cking dumbfounded, right?
Even Huang Bi Pi had personally admitted that this matter wasn't Yang Fan's fault. He had deliberately framed Yang Fan. These fellows who had just clamored for Yang Fan to apologize, their faces should be swollen by now, right?
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