Initially, Xu Zhe was still thinking about how to deal with Teacher Fang, but soon, he didn't have to think about it.
Because Teacher Fang's backer had arrived.
"The principal is here!" A male teacher shouted.
The others immediately retreated to the sides. An old man with slightly white hair and a square face walked in from the office door.
The principal's name was Wang Lu. He was a high-level martial artist who had retired from the front line.
Although he looked like he was only sixty years old, he was actually almost a hundred years old.
"Who is causing trouble?" Wang Lu looked around and finally placed his gaze on Xu Zhe.
"You're the young man who caused trouble in my school?”
This Wang Lu was obviously a shrewd person. Without a second word, he directly blamed Xu Zhe and defined Xu Zhe as a troublemaker.
Xu Zhe had lived two lives, so he naturally knew what the principal was thinking.
It was nothing more than afraid that he had some kind of background, so he would put a big label on himself first. In the future, if someone wanted to pursue it, he would have an excuse to avoid it.
At the side.
Seeing Wang Lu appear, Teacher Fang, who had been covering his face and not saying a word, finally found a backer.
She was crying like a pear blossom covered in rain. She threw herself into Wang Lu's arms and said in a delicate voice,"Principal, you have to stand up for him!”
Wang Lu patted her shoulder." Alright, I know what happened. I'll make the decision for you." No one is allowed to cause trouble in my school!”
As he spoke, he looked straight at Xu Zhe.
It was as if he was waiting for Xu Zhe to answer his question.
As for Teacher Fang, he was glaring at Xu Zhe brazenly.
With the principal, who was a high-level martial artist, backing her up, she was no longer afraid of Xu Zhe.
He saw Wang Lu and Teacher Fang looking at him as if he had already become a fish on the chopping board.
Not only did Xu Zhe not feel anything, he even wanted to laugh.
He picked his ears, put his fingers in front of him, and blew on them. Then, he spoke casually.
"Principal, right? Since you already know what happened, how is your school going to explain Teacher Fang's biased behavior?”
Xu Zhe's actions and words caused a hint of anger to flash in Wang Lu's eyes.
"Teacher Fang is biased towards the students, so it's naturally her fault," he said in a deep voice. However, the school would handle all of this. Later, I will punish her to write a self-reflection essay. You hit someone, but you don't put me, the principal, in your eyes?”
Just as Wang Lu finished speaking, one of his lackeys immediately continued,"That's right. Our principal is a high-level martial artist. You publicly hit Teacher Fang, which means you don't take our principal seriously.”
This lackey had deliberately revealed the strength of Wang Lu's high-level martial artist, hoping to see Xu Zhe reveal a fearful expression.
Unfortunately, Xu Zhe seemed indifferent.
This immediately made the lackey and Wang Lu's hearts thump."Does this kid really have something to rely on, so he doesn't care, or is he pretending?”
Then, they heard Xu Zhe sigh.
"Sigh, you want to send me away by writing a self-reflection? You still want me to give you an explanation? It seems that you don't intend to give me an explanation.”
At this point, Xu Zhe's tone turned cold.""Since that's the case, I'll take action myself and demand an explanation!”
After saying that, he attacked without hesitation!
"Primordial Scripture, open for me!"
With a low shout in his heart, a terrifying 13-fold amplification instantly descended on Xu Zhe's body.
After such a long time, Xu Zhe's basic strength had already risen to more than 3,000 kilograms under the enhancement effect of the tenth level of the Primordial Scripture. On average, it's about 300 kilograms per hour
After another 13 times amplification.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Xu Zhe's battle prowess began to soar at an unprecedented rate.
Three Thousand Battles
Six thousand battles
Ten Thousand Battles
Twenty thousand battles
Forty thousand battles
Xu Zhe's combat strength instantly soared to more than 40,000!
Xu Zhe's clothes puffed up as he circulated his Qi and blood. His eyes were filled with power without anger.
Traces of Qi and blood seeped out of his body, and the others in the office felt a wave of heat coming at them. It was as if they were in an oven and were about to be roasted!
Xu Zhe hadn't even made his move, but the ordinary people in the office were already unable to withstand his might.
Xu Zhe's feet did not move at all as he slowly punched out.
This punch seemed to be fast and slow at the same time. It seemed to be gentle and powerless.
Traces of blood and qi seeped out of his body, forming a blood and qi fist print in front of him. It blasted towards Wang Lu across the air.
However, Wang Lu's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in his heart,""Releasing blood essence, Hundred Steps Divine Fist, this, this, this... This is a Martial Master!"
He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
He had no choice but to push Teacher Fang to the side. Then, he circulated his Qi and blood and used all his strength to meet Xu Zhe's punch that came from afar.
Bang!
The two fists collided, and Wang Lu flew backward at a speed that no one could see clearly.
Rumble! Everyone saw a shadow crash into the wall of the office, creating a huge hole before flying out.
"Ahem." Smoke and dust filled the air, and many people choked and coughed.
But even more people were shocked by this scene.
The might of a Martial Master was terrifying!
"Principal!"
Wang Lu's lackey's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly followed the large hole that Wang Lu had created to find his way out.
Not long after, Wang Lu was gently supported back to the office.
At this moment, his face was filled with a bitter smile.
He had kicked an iron plate!
He looked at Xu Zhe in disbelief and said with a trembling voice,"You... You're actually a Martial Master!"
As soon as he said this, the entire hall was in an uproar.
"Heavens, this young man is a Martial Master? Did I hear wrongly?"
"Hiss…What kind of genius was this!”
"A sixteen or seventeen-year-old Martial Master…How is that possible?"
"But the principal said it himself. It can't be fake, right?”
"This…"
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