Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 235 In stillness, all things pay homage; in motion, nine dragons protect the body.

This is what they mean by "family members knowing only their own affairs."

Chen Ping's Earthquake Wave Fist shattered the fighting spirit of everyone from Tianling Academy on the Soul Fighting Stage, caused the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy students in the spectator stands to scream in agony, and made the audience gasp in shock, as if Chen Ping was about to become invincible in this competition.

But if that's the case, why was Chen Ping still keeping his hands in his pockets after the smoke slowly dissipated?
To the audience, Chen Ping's hands-in-pockets posture was nothing more than an expression of arrogance; to put it bluntly, it was showing off.

But Chen Ping knew he wasn't showing off; he was afraid others would realize that he had accidentally broken his arm bone with that punch.
At this point, Chen Ping's hand and arm bones were broken. It might not be a comminuted fracture, but they were at least broken into several pieces.

The reason he kept his hands in his pockets was not only to prevent others from finding out, but also because Chen Ping had taken out the Life-Carving Knife with his other hand and was absorbing the life force from it to repair his severed arm.

One punch, and before injuring the enemy, he injured himself, breaking his own arm. That's pretty strange.

The audience, seeing Chen Ping's sunny and cheerful smile, which even carried a hint of savagery, assumed that Chen Ping was somewhat psychologically disturbed.

Only Chen Ping understood that he was in pain!

If anyone's arm and finger bones were broken in several places, and they still had to pretend to be nonchalant, their pretense would be deformed to some extent, such as compensating with a ferocious smile.
Chen Ping was in so much pain that the veins on his forehead were bulging and he was sweating profusely. He had almost no feeling in his right arm, but he still had to put on a show of being an invincible young master who looked down on his peers. It was incredibly difficult for him to maintain that facade!

At this moment, the audience was all incredibly excited, genuinely believing that Chen Ping could easily beat up a Soul Saint-level referee by activating his Martial Soul, unleashing a Soul Skill, and receiving the boost from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

But in reality, that's where his punch's potential is right now.

The reason is simple: blood energy and soul power are two completely different abilities, just like soul power and spiritual power.

Chen Ping had no idea how to combine the two.

Moreover, given the current strength of his arm, it can't withstand an even greater increase in strength.

If Chen Ping dared to unleash another earthquake-wave punch, this time condensing his internal blood energy, while Ning Tian had already amplified his strength and speed.

Regardless of the power of his punch, Chen Ping was definitely not going to save his arm.

A comminuted fracture is the least of your worries; the arm might not be able to withstand such terrifying force and could explode first!
To put it bluntly, it still comes down to this: Chen Ping's current physical strength is comparable to that of a Soul King, and the maximum he can unleash is a punch with the power he just delivered. Any higher and he'll run into serious problems.

The inexhaustible life force within the Life-Carving Knife can help Chen Ping quickly repair the broken bones in his arm, but it may not be able to help him grow his shattered arm back to its original state—that's hard to say!

Fortunately, the effect of such a punch, despite the enormous cost, was quite remarkable.

In the original novel, Huo Yuhao managed to create six 100,000-year spirit rings, and a group of students from various academies in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Competition actually believed it. Even though their reason told them it was impossible, they thought it was not entirely unbelievable because it was Shrek Academy that did it.

Compared to the devastating power of six 100,000-year soul rings, Chen Ping's punch at this moment was quite restrained.

Just by listening to the continuous gasps from the sidelines, Chen Ping knew that his persona as a young supreme being, with an invincible physical body, a naturally invincible physique, and the ability to command the respect of all things in stillness and be protected by nine dragons in motion, had been established.

When Chen Ping's punch landed, the seven students from Tianling Academy cried out in terror, while even the high-level Soul Masters acting as referees were dumbfounded. This...
This is the student from Shrek! ?

If Chen Ping were to throw another punch with all his might, could he really catch it?

What were the other Shrek students saying just now? They were betting on whether the people from the Heavenly Spirit Academy could withstand five punches from this monster before forfeiting.
Does that mean this kid can still deal at least four punches of the same magnitude of damage?!

No way, what the hell? This competition is like a market? Why don't you just give the champion the prize directly?!
The referee, who was only in his fifties, was gripped by a deep fear of the indescribable concept of Shrek, feeling as if he had wasted half his life cultivating himself.

Chen Ping, with his hands in his pockets, shrugged listlessly as he looked at the Tianling students who were either unconscious or had already jumped off the Soul Fighting Platform.

"It's boring. It's better to play in the intra-school competition at the academy. At least there are a few people who dare to take my punches."

Chen Ping's gaze returned to its usual indifference as he looked at the referee.

"Shouldn't the results be announced by now? It's been almost a minute!"

"what?"

The referee then remembered his role as a referee and the responsibilities he was in, and could only manage a wry smile.

He was truly terrified by this Shrek monster, and even forgot that he was the referee.

At this moment, the teachers of Tianling Academy stood on the Soul Fighting Platform with timid expressions. They first glanced at Chen Ping with great fear, and only after confirming that Chen Ping did not intend to throw a couple of punches at them on a whim did they hurriedly drag their unconscious students off the platform.

The 108 Soul Masters responsible for protecting the arena also withdrew their Soul Power. Clearly, the match was indeed over.

The Star Luo Square, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of spectators, including the Star Luo Empire's royal family, civil and military officials, and more than a hundred other advanced soul masters and soul master academies, was completely silent at this moment.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Chen Ping, who looked utterly bored, the terrifying crack beneath his feet caused by a single punch, and the remaining six members of Shrek Academy who were still chatting and laughing.

The audience members were even having difficulty breathing and swallowing.

Chen Ping's punch, which had no technique, no martial spirit, no soul power, and only numerical values, seemed to have struck the hearts of everyone involved, even though it landed on the ground of the Soul Arena.

That punch, which shattered nearly half of the continent's advanced soul master competition arena, is etched deep in the memories of countless viewers, lingering for a long time.

No wonder they paid a high price for the opening ceremony's first show ticket; that one punch alone was totally worth the price. They can brag about it for the rest of their lives!
At this moment, Chen Ping felt his right arm, which had been barely reattached and regained sensation after more than a minute of life force infusion. He slowly took it out of his pocket and waved it casually.

"Welcome everyone to watch this year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament. I hope you will be satisfied with the opening ceremony."

Chen Ping looked at the audience and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, completely igniting their passion for the first match of the opening ceremony!
(End of this chapter)