Inside the office.
Huang Zhong sat in front of his desk, frowning as he pondered.
Since the end of the first Martial Arts Combat Lesson, he always felt that he had forgotten something. It seemed to be very important, but it also seemed to be unimportant. He wanted to remember, but he couldn't no matter how hard he tried.
He was a stubborn person. The more he could not recall something, the more he wanted to recall it. However, that memory was like playing hide-and-seek with him. Every time he felt like he was about to recall it, he would suddenly become lost and the idea that had just arisen would disappear without a trace.
Huang Zhong had been sitting here for half an hour. As time passed, his frown deepened.
At this moment, he realized that something was not quite right with him. It was like someone had purposely set up a barrier in his mind. As long as he wanted to recall what happened in the martial arts lesson, that barrier would be infinitely higher, preventing him from thinking deeply.
"Spiritual interference or hypnosis?"
Huang Zhong was considered an experienced and knowledgeable person. He quickly determined that it was very likely that he had been plotted against by a spiritual reader or a hypnotist.
However, he was more inclined towards hypnosis. After all, there were too few spiritual readers. There were less than five of them in the entire West Chu City. How would they have the time to play tricks on a mere middle school teacher like him?
"I heard that a hypnotist master from the Central Hospital came to the school's infirmary today. Maybe I can get him to take a look at me!"
Huang Zhong stood up and was about to go to the infirmary to look for Cheng Xueqian when the communicator on his desk rang.
He casually pressed the answer button, and a virtual figure of a middle-aged man appeared in the communication device. He looked up at Huang Zhong and said calmly, "Teacher Huang Zhong, right? Can I trouble you to come to the school discipline department right now?"
Huang Zhong raised his brows. Why was someone from the School Discipline Department looking for him? He usually did not have much interaction with that group of people.
"What is it? I'm very busy. If it's nothing important, it's the same to talk here. "
Although Huang Zhong was wary of the School Discipline Department, he was not afraid. He felt that his current condition was not good and he really did not want to waste time at the School Discipline Department.
The middle-aged man did not seem to be very satisfied with Huang Zhong's attitude. He scoffed softly and said, "Song Zian and Xia Zixuan are students from your class, aren't they?"
Huang Zhong nodded in astonishment. A rather important clue seemed to flash in his mind, but when he wanted to think about it carefully and grasp it, the clue slipped away again.
"Song Zian, Xia Zixuan? Yes, they are indeed my Class 29 students. What's wrong? "
"The two of them disregarded the school's rules and attacked each other in the infirmary in front of the many doctors and nurses invited by the Central Hospital. The impact of the fight was extremely bad! You've completely disgraced our South China Martial Arts School! "
"Now, Song Zian is heavily injured and on the verge of becoming disabled. Xia Zixuan's attitude is terrible and she's unwilling to cooperate with the school discipline department's investigation. We've already decided to expel her from the school and chase her out of South Hua Martial Arts School!"
A person who had been a mistress outside the school, who had had an abortion, and who had repeatedly harmed her own classmates, was no longer worthy of staying in South China Martial Arts School.
If news of the existence of such a female student were to spread, the degree of disgrace to South China Martial Arts School would far exceed that of that trash, Yang Fan.
South China Martial Arts School already had a "Shame of South China". They were determined not to have a second one!
They really could not afford to lose face like that!
"What?!" Huang Zhong quivered and quickly said, "That's impossible! The two of them usually perform very well in class. They respect their teachers and are friendly to their classmates. They've never done anything out of line. Are you guys mistaken?! "
There were not many students who could be considered as outstanding in Class 29. Song Zian and Xia Zixuan were Level 7 and Level 8 respectively. Their grades had always been within the top ten in class. They could be said to be Huang Zhong's favorite.
A month later, could Class 29 have a few more students who could get into key or even famous martial arts universities? Huang Zhong was counting on their few classes to be in the top ten. At this time, they must not be in trouble.
"Mr. Huang, are you questioning the fairness of our school discipline department?" The middle-aged man looked at Huang Zhong unhappily and questioned him coldly.
Huang Zhong quickly waved his hand. "That's not what I meant. It's just that it's too sudden. It's a little hard to believe for a moment. Wait, I'll go over and ask them personally! "
Whoosh!
After the call ended, Huang Zhong rushed out of the office like he was flying and went straight to the school discipline department's area.
He wanted to put out the fire and suppress everything before the matter really exploded!
Forget about Song Zian, nothing must happen to Xia Zixuan!
At the same time, in Class 29's classroom, Wang Zhe calmly looked at Yang Fan who had taken off his sunglasses and said softly, "Yang Fan, come to my office after class!"
His tone was calm but did not allow for rejection.
Just now, he had been standing behind Yang Fan. He could clearly feel that the Vitality in Yang Fan's body was constantly growing and surging. Looking at that posture, it seemed like there were signs of a breakthrough in one go.
Wang Zhe was very interested that he could continuously increase his cultivation even when he was sleeping. It seemed like this "Shame of South China" really had some miraculous encounters.
Thus, Wang Zhe waited for a while behind Yang Fan. Just when he thought that Yang Fan would be able to break through very soon, he suddenly sharply noticed that the aura on Yang Fan's body had actually been retracted in an instant.
Although looking at it again, Yang Fan's aura was still that of a Level Four martial disciple, the strength of his Vitality that had just exploded and increased had all disappeared without a trace. It was as if it had never appeared.
"Tortoise Breathing Technique!"
Wang Zhe immediately determined the attribute of the technique Yang Fan was using because he was also cultivating this technique and had already reached the proficient level, so he could sense it when Yang Fan was using the Tortoise Breathing Technique.
"This guy is quite cunning. After hiding his aura and breaking through, he's not afraid of being suspected by others."
Wang Zhe took a deep look at Yang Fan. He felt that the way this guy handled things was not like a middle school student who had never left the city. He was so mature and cold that it was a little scary.
He was too guarded and did not feel safe at all. It was completely unlike the mentality that a teenager should have.
What had this guy gone through? Or was it that these three years of living as the "Shame of South China" had already made him develop the habit of not trusting anyone?
Because of the concealment of the Tortoise Breathing Technique, even Wang Zhe could not see through Yang Fan's current cultivation, which made Wang Zhe feel even more inconceivable.
Because even the Tortoise Breathing Technique could not completely conceal a person's aura. Not only was Wang Zhe a Level Nine Martial Master, his cultivation was a whole realm higher than Yang Fan's. Furthermore, he was extremely familiar with the usage of the Tortoise Breathing Technique. According to normal logic, Yang Fan's Tortoise Breathing Technique should be like paper in front of Wang Zhe, completely a decoration.
But now, Wang Zhe was using all his strength to observe and size up Yang Fan's body, but he still could not see the slightest flaw. This was very illogical.
"Unless, this Yang Fan has already cultivated the Tortoise Breathing Technique to the proficient level!" A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Zhe's heart. "But, is this possible?"
The Tortoise Breathing Technique was different from those fist and kick type offensive martial skills. It was somewhat similar to the Basic Breathing Technique, and belonged to the Inner Breath category of martial skills. The increase in realm was not as fast as fist and kick type martial skills. It required a martial artist to persevere every day and slowly improve bit by bit. There was almost no shortcut method.
Not to mention others, just Wang Zhe himself had used a total of eleven years to cultivate the [Turtle Breathing Technique] to the [Proficient] level. Even so, his teacher had praised him more than once for his astonishing perception and that he was a rare talent that could be nurtured.
In comparison, Yang Fan was only eighteen years old and was able to cultivate the Tortoise Breathing Technique to the proficient level. Wouldn't his perception be even more astonishing?
Yang Fan stood up, turned around, and smiled embarrassedly at Wang Zhe. "Teacher Wang, I really didn't mean to sleep in your class. I just couldn't help it for a moment. If you're not satisfied, I won't sleep in the future, okay?"
Yang Fan had been in school for three years. Except for the first and second year of high school, where he studied and cultivated diligently every day, in the second and third year of high school, it was as if he had given up on himself. He became depraved, sleepy, self-abased, and taciturn.
Regarding this, everyone was already used to it. Even the teacher in the class went from earnestly teaching at the beginning to completely ignoring him in the end. He directly treated him as an invisible person in the class and pretended not to see him even if he saw him.
Like today, it was the first time in two and a half years that he was called by the teacher again.
Therefore, it was not only Yang Fan who was not used to it. Even the other students in the class were surprised and could not help but sneak a peek at Yang Fan.
Wang Zhe looked at Yang Fan with a calm expression. He slowly extended his right hand toward Yang Fan, all five fingers spread out, and said flatly, "Yancheng, Federation Martial Arts University, Sun Yan, Mentality awakened, Tortoise Breathing Technique."
Yang Fan's face gradually changed color.
The other students might have been confused by the few nouns that Wang Zhe was spewing out, but Yang Fan understood them clearly.
Wang Zhe was asking him the questions he had asked yesterday. This was not a big deal. He could just make up a few sentences and it would be enough to deal with it.
However, the Mentality awakened and Tortoise Breathing Technique that Wang Zhe mentioned at the end poked directly at Yang Fan's Achilles heel. It was obvious that Wang Zhe had discovered that he had used Tortoise Breathing Technique to conceal his aura and that his Mentality had completely awakened!
Also, what did Wang Zhe mean by deliberately extending his right hand with all five fingers spread out? Was he hinting at the Five-Finger Hypnosis Technique?
Just how much did this fellow know? Would he spread the news?
"Don't worry, Teacher Wang. I'll be there as soon as you summon me. When the bell rings, I'll report to your desk immediately!" Yang Fan did not shirk anymore and agreed immediately.
Since he could not avoid it, he might as well face it calmly. Coincidentally, there were some questions that Yang Fan wanted to ask Wang Zhe face to face. This might be a good opportunity.
Wang Zhe nodded in satisfaction. Then, without saying a word, he turned around and returned to the podium.
Yang Fan sat down lightly. His expression was somewhat conflicted. His paranoia of being persecuted relapsed again. Wang Zhe was a Level Nine Martial Master with incomparable strength. If he had evil intentions and wanted to harm him, what should he do?
With his current cultivation strength and the martial skills he had mastered, would it be possible for him to escape from Wang Zhe's hands?
Yang Fan expressed that he had no confidence. A strong sense of crisis arose in his heart, pressing down on him to the point that he was a little breathless.
"I have to think of a way!" Yang Fan frowned. "If Wang Zhe can see my flaws, others will definitely be able to see it too. Even if Wang Zhe has no ill intentions, it's hard to guarantee that others won't have any ill intentions."
"This world is too dangerous. There are too few life-saving trump cards. It's not enough at all!"
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